Mirror Lake

The entire Greenland Family, to whom Brian belongs, was also present, eager to see how their newly trained weapons master would teach the students of the Knight Academy a lesson.

At the same time, their family also wanted to indirectly prove that the education they provided to their descendants was no worse than that of public Knight Academy, and was even more specialized and superior.

Brian successfully made it into the top ten, the whole family wore expressions of pride and watched the Finals with a strange sense of superiority.

Just as Brian was instantly killed.

The expressions on the faces of the entire family members froze, making them look quite ridiculous.

And at that time...

Hahaha!

Commander Kaimon slapped the ground repeatedly, emitting a beastly laugh that shook the entire arena.

Commander Olivia sitting next to him, smiled and tilted her head, offering her congratulations via telepathy:

"Congratulations to Commander Kaimon on the birth of his successor... Indeed, he is even more talented than you were when you were young."

It was because of the priest's words that Kaimon gradually suppressed his laughter.

He picked up a prepared barrel, not to pour in the wine stored inside, but to eat the whole barrel in one gulp, barrel and all.

This way of drinking alcohol is the same as ordinary people consuming alcoholic sugar.

Commander Kaimon stroked the fangs that had grown out of his chin and gave a simple assessment. "Abel's beasts all originated from one source."

An amateur who trains in various weapons in a scattered manner is no match for them... The strongest in the body is the true strongest.

The dragon's shadow also became more apparent just now; the knight's evaluation in the semi-finals made him even stronger. He truly lives up to his reputation as my grandson.

Abel's performance also sparked discussion among the members of parliament.

The other eight people watching from below the stage also had expressions of varying degrees of surprise.

"Phew... Luckily I didn't draw Abel, otherwise I might have been eliminated right from the start."

Han Dong breathed a slight sigh of relief and continued muttering to himself:

"After breaking through to the [Mixed Beast Species, Abel's arduous training of fighting against various Beast Knight for more than ten years has now been fully 'refined' into his own skills."

They have a very good chance of winning first place in this year's Knight Tournament.

The Flame Mountain scene has returned to normal.

"Please invite the graduates from the second competition to the stage."

"Call..."

Demps adjusted his bronze mirror, straightened his clothes, and stepped onto the ring.

Demps's facial expression showed neither confidence nor worry; he simply viewed the upcoming gladiatorial match with normalcy.

The Undead - Iguva Masarazi, walked slowly onto the ring in a manner similar to that of a zombie in a movie, dragging his frail body to the designated position.

The lawmakers joined forces to enforce the law.

The arena, constructed from raw stone, has undergone another transformation - [Mirror Lake]

The lake surface is as smooth and tranquil as a mirror, so clear that you can see the small fish swimming in it and your own reflection.

Individuals can freely walk on the water surface without sinking.

Each time it touches the water's surface, a ripple spreads out slowly.

[Mirror Lake] is a buff-type area that increases water affinity and grants the tranquility attribute.

"The match begins."

Perhaps influenced by the atmosphere of Mirror Lake, the second performance seemed to be very slow.

Instead of taking a preconceived notion, Demps gave his opponent a slight bow as a gesture of goodwill.

The immortal made no move.

During the semi-finals, he stood there like that, waiting for the knight responsible for assessing his abilities to run out of patience and launch an attack.

"That's interesting..."

Demps seemed to have seen through something, showing no intention of attacking, and instead chose to sit cross-legged on the lake and enter a meditative state.

Demps meditates.

Iguva just stood there.

The arena fell silent, and the initial frenzy sparked by Abel slowly subsided...

One Hour passed without them noticing, and the two of them still hadn't made a move.

If this continues, it's possible we could wait a whole day.

This situation was not anticipated and will seriously affect the planned progress of the Knight Tournament.

The councilor immediately summoned the referee-observer, Alonso, and, taking into account the opinions of the team leaders, temporarily added a rule.

"A new mandatory combat rule has been added."

If a player fails to inflict any damage on their opponent within ten minutes, they will be considered 'incapacitated' and lose the match.

If neither player manages to inflict damage on the other, both will be considered 'defeated' and relegated to the elimination group.

When this rule was announced.

I thought a fierce battle was about to begin.

Who knows?

The lake remained as calm as a mirror, without a single ripple.

The two remained in the same position.

Time is ticking away, second by second.

"The rule requires that harm be caused."

If we drag it out until the last minute, it will be too late.

Nicholas, what do you think?

Abel was still a little nervous after the match. If it were him, he would have already gone up and started fighting... Abel knew Demps's abilities very well and he should not have fallen here.

"Demps very clever... This undead seems to have some kind of 'special' quality."

If you strike first, you may fall into your opponent's rhythm.

They gradually lose control of the game without realizing it, and the final result will be the same as in the semi-finals.

Demps was exhausted and lost the game.

Therefore, Demps also saw this point and never intended to 'have preconceived notions' from the beginning.

Even with the current rules in place, Demps's thoughts remain as calm as Mirror Lake, and will not change at all.

View Victory or Defeat as fleeting clouds.

"What's so special about these Underground Students?" Abel became increasingly curious.

"I don't know... it's just a gut feeling."

Demps, having fought against this man, naturally had a clearer view of the situation.

The real game will unfold in the final minute. Demps is irrelevant to the Victory or Defeat, but that doesn't mean the other person doesn't care.

that's all.

Under a ten-minute time limit.

Demps made no move, using the tranquil environment to calm his mind, completely disregarding the Victory or Defeat of the finals.

finally.

With only one minute left.

With a winning mentality, Iguva finally made a move...

In the stands, many sleeping knights were woken up by their companions to watch this 'strange' match.

"You never intended to win from the start?"

A hoarse sound, like that of someone with broken vocal cords, emanated from the bottom of the hood, but it reached Demps's ears clearly.

Demps, who was meditating, also responded.

"No... I just don't want to be the first to make a move."

Your "domain" is the strangest domain I've ever seen; it's invisible yet like a quagmire, and getting caught in it unintentionally could be troublesome.

"As expected of a top student nurtured by the most prestigious university..."

From beneath his cloak, Iguva slowly extended his aged, death-like arm and made a slight grasping motion.

Also at the same time.

Demps exhaled a breath of fresh air, which carried his body backward.

Swish...

Several terrifying Zombie Arm emerged from the lake; had Demps been even a fraction slower, he would have been torn to shreds.

Demps smiled and said, "You seem to have violated the doctrine of the necromancer... by refining your own body like a corpse."

I imagine Commander Alex wouldn't allow it either, right?

But by the time the commander returned to the city, you had already stepped into the forbidden zone... there was no turning back.

These words seemed to enrage Iguva.

The cries of the dead echoed throughout the entire Mirror Lake...