As the skill book was opened, the pages turned into crystal light and merged into Atoris' body.
Although it is a B-level skill book, fortunately these two are soul attack special skills. In this way, Artoris has moves with three characteristics: physical, divine, and spiritual. It can't be said that it is invincible, at least it has one more means of attack.
What she didn't expect was that she, who was obviously not talkative, would spend the entire afternoon chatting with Zhao Yanxian. Watching the other person's back disappear at the end of the road, Artolis let out a long sigh of relief.
For some reason, Artoris feels that she has been sentimental lately, and there is obviously nothing to worry about. I don’t know what the group of people discussed this afternoon, and I deliberately refused to participate. As expected, it was still very curious.
Fortunately, Xilu recovered her strength that day. Before dinner, looking at the dejected looks of her friends, Artolis could guess that this time there was really no way out. The opponent in the semi-finals is the most well-equipped team in the entire competition and the most powerful team in the rear, led by Marfa - the priests!
For this team, Geraint and the others didn't come up with any countermeasures. That's not because the opponent made it all the way to the semi-finals and was quickly solved by Marfa alone. It is such a magical team. When it comes to the semi-finals, the strength of everyone except Marfa is unknown. How do you think this should be analyzed? !
"A good news or a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" Geraint said at this time.
"Good news?" Artolis asked after swallowing a mouthful of food.
"Judging from the existing information, we can also know the strength of the opponent's equipment." Geraint replied seriously.
"What about the bad news?" The person asking the question this time was Xilu.
"The bad news is that none of the equipment on the opponent's team is lower than the Earth Spirit level."
"..."
This can't be fought at all. After hearing Geraint's "cold joke", Artolis rubbed her temples.
"Do your best. Although you can't win, you have to lose beautifully." Gawain said, spreading his hands, and then cast his eyes on Kaguya.
"Agree!"
"You should go to bed early after eating. There will be a competition tomorrow morning. Let's go back to meet Sister Lingyu to hold a celebration banquet. After all, we have made it to the semi-finals. If we are lucky, we can also win the third place."
"Hey, you guys..." Seeing the group of people giving up on themselves, Artolis suddenly lost her appetite. Why...why did this happen?
Silent all night, lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling of the dormitory, Artolis recalled the game during the day. Indeed, compared to Mo Xiaofeng's team, their team could be said to have no tacit understanding. To be honest, it was quite unexpected to win the last round.
Perhaps, the tacit understanding between them still needs some time to be polished. Turning over, listening to the kitten-like breathing coming from Xilu's nest, Artoris curled her lips and closed her eyes.
The semi-finals match came as scheduled. In fact, after arriving here, the audience knew a lot about the strength of Artolis and her team. But what is surprising is that the support rate of their fallen Valkyrie Knights is actually 50:50 with the clergy team!
"It's not that we are popular, it's probably because people don't like the Feather Clan very much." Geraint said and rubbed his temples. To be honest, such a high support rate gave him a headache. Obviously, their team has no Think about winning.
"Fallen Knights of the Valkyrie, Artorise Grandeple, please give me your advice." As the representative of the team competition, he looked at the group of people coming over and smiled and extended his hand.
However, after waiting for a long time, no one from the other party came out to interact with me. With her raised hand stuck in the air, Artolis turned her attention to the members of the opposing team with a dark face. Although she knew that the members of this team were all well-known young masters and eldest ladies of the Yu Clan, Artolis did not expect that the other party would be so disrespectful, and would not even take her group seriously.
He noticed that Marfa was standing at the back of the crowd wearing a cloak, looking out of place compared to the group of handsome young masters and ladies in the front row. If you really want to judge nobility by appearance and demeanor, the man standing at the front is more like a prince!
The former man was wearing a luxurious green dress. He seemed to be aware of the resentful looks cast by several people. He lightly fanned himself with a folding fan in his hand, and his arrogant eyes fell on Artolis.
"I'm sorry, young lady. It's not that I don't respect etiquette. It's just that I have no choice but to wash my hands and feet with the young masters and ladies around me. Please forgive me."
The words sounded very tactful, if the other party's eyes were more sincere. Even the youngest Lilith could understand the meaning of the other party's words. Didn't this mean that interacting with them would dirty her hands? !
I have never experienced such contempt. If conflicts were not allowed in public places at the moment, Lancelot might have picked up the guy and hit him in the face. But if you can't do it now, it doesn't mean you won't be able to do it for a while. No matter what, when the game starts, you must beat this guy to relieve his anger.
Artoris was relatively rational. She put down her hand and looked at Marfa in the back row. For some reason, Artolis saw a vague and interesting smile from the corner of his mouth just now.
"The first game of the semi-finals is a duel between the fallen Valkyrie and the clergy team. The venue is the ruins of the French Empire's imperial city that dates back three hundred years."
Hearing McKellen's introduction, Artoris raised her eyebrows. The French Empire? If she remembered correctly, it seemed like...
"King of Hearts, that was during the reign of Emperor Charlemagne." Kaguya said this, and Artolis suddenly remembered. She had a rough understanding of it when she was looking through the history books a while ago, and it seemed that he was also a good person. 's king.
It is said to be an imperial city, but the only complete thing left behind is the training ground below. From a distance, one could see a staircase leading all the way up. From the moment he entered the spiritual world, Marfa's attention was attracted to what was above the staircase.
"Brother Imperial, what's going on?" Sid asked after noticing something strange about Marfa.
"A little curious." Touching his chin, Marfa looked back at Sid, and then said: "I'll leave the command to you for the time being. I'll go up and take a look."
Hearing Marfa say these words, Sid looked in disbelief. Will these young ladies really obey his command to fight?
"You may or may not listen. Don't those guys think they are good? Then give them a chance to do it on their own." Marfa put down these words and ignored Sid's persuasion, counting down the time. The next second after it ended, he left the team and stepped up the stairs.
