Chapter 8

It's sunny and sunny. The breeze of March morning gently brushed allas' side. With the long black hair of Arles, it flutters in the spring breeze. The picture is very harmonious and beautiful.

Arles went to the martial arts Enrollment Office where the crowd was gradually decreasing. There are about a thousand people left to sign up for the martial arts Enrollment Office, which used to have tens of thousands of people. Although tens of thousands of people signed up. But only 3000 people were admitted. Because the college recruits 3000 students. These 3000 people are among the most outstanding and powerful people who have come to sign up.

There are only a few dozen people waiting in the magic department. The forging Department has already enrolled.

Arles sighed. The number of people in the three departments is really uncoordinated. There are about 20000 people in a single Department of martial arts, accounting for 70% of the college. The magic department and the forging department together account for the remaining 30%.

Looking at the magic department, there are only a few dozens of people waiting. The forging Department has already enrolled.

Although Arles has long known the "value" of the magician profession. But in fact, after seeing it, I can't help feeling...

"Get out of the way... Get out of the way... All of you get out of the way..." Sudden

However, there was a very rampant shout behind Arles. Look back. I only saw a handsome young man in luxurious and noble clothes, about 15 years old, standing behind him. The voice just now should be uploaded from this handsome young man!

Arles only looked at the handsome young man, then turned back and continued to line up. But there was no one in front of him, and all of them went to the side. Arles felt very strange. "How can we make way for each other like this? Is it just because the guy behind you said, "get out of the way..." Arles surmised.

Those who got out of the way were talking to each other.

"Look, the one in high-class clothes is the one who has been making a lot of noise in the city this week. It is said that he is also the prince of the general empire! " Said the boy in the red noble suit, who was closer to Arles.

"Yes. He was the Third Prince of the Empire. The strength is about level 4. A few days ago, the three princes beat a few aristocrats half dead. It's fierce. " The young man in the white noble dress next to him replied

Although it's whispering. It was not loud, but it was still heard by Arles. In the previous training, Arles has put the five sense training of extraordinary. So it's not very difficult for Arles to hear this conversation.

However, Arles still stood in the same place, but he thought to himself, "it's the third prince who is famous in the city these days. It's a good talent to be able to reach martial arts level 4 at the age of 15. "

"Boy, don't you know who I am?" The third prince's voice rang out again behind Arles. The sound was so loud that Arles's ears could hardly bear it.

"Yes, you are your highness, the Third Prince of the Prussian empire." Arles replied coldly. The disgust in the words is undisguised.

"Know you still don't get out of the way, do you want to be the same as those people a few days ago?" the third prince said and laughed with some friends around him.

Allas only felt that the "flies" around him were annoying. The good mood of the day is almost destroyed by them. The mouth carelessly put the heart of the words out“ It's so noisy, then the flies. "

The people in the square were so surprised by this sentence of allas that they could put an egg in their mouth and thought, "who is this boy? Too NB! Not even the Third Prince of the Empire. "

The third prince and his party, who were laughing just now, were also shocked by these words and couldn't turn around. Come back to me. Everyone's faces turned blue and red“ Boy, you want to die. How dare you say that to the prince. "

"Quack The third prince and others hate Arles, and he has no consciousness of being in danger. Or slowly out of the mouth of two words...

"Good... Good... Don't blame me for your own death. Go to hell and repent after death." The third prince said to Arles with a face that was almost distorted by Arles' anger.

Then to the "Fox friends" who were also angry behind: "you guys, go and teach me a good lesson. Don't beat him to death. He'll be crippled and disfigured on his face, so that he can't speak in his mouth. "

Hearing the third prince's words, the fox friends all went to Arles, ready to teach the arrogant boy a lesson.

Everyone in the square thought that Arles was dead. They were beaten by those two or three level masters. You're not going to survive. After all, Arles is only about 10 years old. Their strength is certain. They are better than others.

When everyone thought that Arles would lose, Arles slowly took a step forward, and then waved to the "Fox friends" of the Third Prince: "let's go together. I have to sign up later. I don't have time to play this fight game with you. "

Arrogance. This is the consensus of all the people in the square. This kid is crazy when he's dying.

"Boy, if you want to die so much, we'll help you."“ "Fox friends, dog friends" in one of the fierce way. Then he surrounded Arles with the people around him. With the fighting spirit of light orange, he attacked Arles.

It's over. I can't defend at all. People in the square think so. Even Delia and Geoff had a cold sweat for Arles...

But once again, allas was unexpected. He slowly moved his hand, raised his feet, and understated the inevitable attack. And then he suddenly put forth his strength.

There was a loud bang, and then the floor where Arles and the others were was cracked. Arles picked up an orange color that was darker than the others. After that, Arles quickly attacked the crowd. Consistent out of the fist, elbow, push palm. These seemingly simple movements are very handsome under the use of Arles. make smooth reading... Gorgeous and powerful...

"He's an intermediate martial arts master, and his fighting color is a little deeper than his own." the third prince was frightened by Arles's fighting color and calculated secretly in his heart.

"Bang... Bang... Bang..." with the attack of Arles, the besiegers fell one by one. In the blink of an eye, the besieged men lay on the ground, motionless.

Allas straightened his messy clothes: "third prince,

Are you still fighting? "

"Well, don't be wild, you son. I'm several times better than them The third prince was obviously frightened when he saw the scene just now. But it's still fighting back.

Then the third prince went to Arles and bowed to him“ I can see you. So I show my highest respect to my opponent. "

"Why, don't you say so?" The third prince looked at Arles, who had no action, and asked.

"What do I need to do to show respect for you by bowing back?"

"Yes. You have to pay back. Because I'm the prince. " The third prince spoke in a natural way.

Arles was very helpless by the third prince's words: "well, in the face of the emperor." It was in the moment when Arles bowed himself. The third prince spilled the powder that he had been ready to handle. Arles inhaled a little of the powder. Looking at Arles sucking in the powder, the treacherous smile on the third prince's face became stronger and stronger.

"Ha ha, one of you is the famous" powder of dispersing Qi ". In this powder, you will have 70% of your strength in an hour. Ha ha, I see how you can fight me. " Then the third prince picked up his fighting spirit.

"You are so mean. What kind of Prince are you? What a shameless villain When Delia saw that Arles was plotted by the third prince, she was so angry that she swore. The people in the square were booed. I thought that the prince really lost the face of the royal family.

"The winner is king. I call this a trick. What do you know? " The third prince cried..

"It's all right, Delia." Arles patted the powder on his body and said with a smile to Delia.

"Your Highness, come on." There was no change in Arles' face. He said to the third prince.

"Ha ha, you want to beat me when your strength becomes weak. Dream about it." The third prince looked contemptuously at Arles who didn't know what to do.

Then he rushed to Arles. Mixed with orange fighting spirit, the wind broke with fists. Arles dodged unhurriedly, then squatted slightly, his stomach contracted and stepped on his feet. Holding the arm of the right hand with the left hand, the palm of the right hand attacked the third prince's jaw like a tiger out of the gate.

Bang flew up with the third prince's body. At the foot of the place where Arles was, the slate broke. There is a depression about 3 meters in diameter.

"Your Highness, I think you misunderstood a very important thing. Yes, my strength is weaker, but it doesn't mean that you... Are stronger. "

There was silence in the square...

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