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"Are you crazy?" Rody looked at Rody and asked. Rody could not help but smile.

"I'm not crazy!" Mo Klin had a calm smile on his face, "According to the rules of the Ranking Tournament, only the captain can decide on this matter! I'm sorry, I'm the captain of room 787, I don't agree … "

"Mo Klin, let me tell you, I have already used up all my battle spirit, and the same goes for Cardina's magic. Even if there isn't much left of the others, we don't have the ability to fight the Ranking Tournament anymore!" Shaya said in a shrill voice.

"I know!" Mo Klin smiled, "I didn't participate in the battle against Xianglong Academy last night. I'm still recovering, and I'm still in great condition …"

"Vice-Principal d d'Abbs, according to the rules of the competition, can I not agree to the postponement of the competition?" He looked to the side at d'Abbs.

Dabbs thought for a moment and nodded helplessly.

Merlin's actions were simply too embarrassing. As the academy's number one Holy Knight, he was unexpectedly so condescending that the surrounding students' gazes towards him had already changed to one of contempt and disdain.

"You … You took advantage of someone's crisis, you shameless … " Shaya's face turned red. Looking at the contemptuous stares directed at her, she was unwilling to find a hole to hide in.

However, it was as if he couldn't see those eyes. He looked at Ron and said with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, "Look, rules are rules. You can't change a single word. How about it, Ron? "I don't agree to delay the competition. Either you continue to compete now, or you immediately admit defeat. Hehe, if you don't have any confidence, then it would be better for you to surrender as soon as possible …"

Merklin used the method of provocation.

This was clearly taking advantage of someone's lack of dou qi to force them to admit defeat. This action was already close to being shameless. Many of the spectating students whispered amongst themselves.

"Ah, is this Moklin? "How could he be so shameless …"

"Shameless..."

"Shameless …"

Ron's eyes narrowed as he stared at Merklin, as if to read his mind, and he smiled and looked him straight in the eye as if they were not looking at him.

Taking a deep breath, Ron slowly nodded, "Alright, I promise you, the match is about to start …"

Ron, I knew you'd say yes, and sure enough, you didn't let me down.

"Ron, you can't. You haven't recovered your strength!" Aurora said urgently.

"Yeah, Ron, let's not fight him anymore. He's definitely going to lose, and the runner-up's not bad …" Manny urged from the side as well.

Ron waved his hand, "No need to say anymore, I have already made up my mind! To continue the competition... "

"Since you've already made your decision, I won't say anything. But I'll tell you in advance, I don't have much strength left in me!"

"I don't have much either!" Manny said.

"I still have some more!" The fat guy thought for a while and said, but his words were ignored by everyone.

"Ron, I don't have any magic power left!"

The last sentence of Lonsim's was the most fatal. The priest did not have any magic power, which meant that there was no way to heal him.

"It doesn't matter! I think they're about the same! " Ron smiled and pointed at Shaya and the others.

Shaya sighed and fell silent.

"But... But Moklin hasn't lost any of his battle spirit at all. With your current condition … " Aurora said worriedly.

"I'm fine!" Ron made an 'ok' gesture, "I'm a Necromancer, so the power I use is different from yours. It's neither magic power nor warrior power. Actually, my strength didn't decrease by much …"

When he heard this, his eyebrows suddenly jumped. He had managed to cover up the trace of panic, but he was secretly worried.

Khafir laughed heartily, patted Merklin on the shoulder, and said sarcastically, "Merklin, congratulations!"

"Thank you," he said.

"Since that's the case, you should prepare yourselves..."

… ….

In the arena, a sea of people had already gathered. The students who had finished battling with Xianglong Academy were all seated in the audience seats, watching the finals of the Ranking Tournament. This was the fight for the championship.

The students were in a jubilant discussion, but when it came to Merklin, they were scornful. They all thought that he was taking advantage of the situation, but most of them were positive about Ron, and many of them were directly cheering for him.

The two teams slowly stepped into the field. Apart from Moklin, who was in high spirits, everyone else looked exhausted. The aftereffects of the fierce battle the whole night finally showed on their faces.

Ron stopped Aurora and the others and said in a low voice, "Let me do it!"

"What?" "Do you mean to say that you will fight alone?"

Ron nodded. "You guys have almost used up all your combat power. Just let me do it myself!"

"Shaya and the others don't have much combat power left, so the only thing to be careful of is Mo Klin!" Aurora lowered her voice and said, "If we can't beat him … Just … Forget it... "We don't need the championship anymore …"

Ron nodded with a smile, revealing a row of white teeth, "I will do my best. Of course, I will not try my best. As for the champion, if I try my best, I will still have a sliver of hope."

Soul rings were the biggest thing that Ron could rely on. Soul rings that could replenish soul power at any time could allow him to be in an invincible position. What Ron was worried about was, he didn't know how long his physical strength could last, and there was nowhere for him to replenish this thing.

Aurora nodded and said, "Be careful!" Afterwards, he brought the several people from dorm 302 with him and left, leaving only Ron by himself.

The surrounding students were somewhat astonished. "It can't be, this Ron, he actually went on stage alone?"

"I wonder if Merklin will fight him one-on-one, like Khafir."

"If he doesn't agree, isn't he going to take care of eight people in Room 787 by himself?"

The students whispered to each other, but Murin was beaming with joy. Only Shaya let out a long sigh.

The referee was surprised to see Ron walking up the field alone. "Are you alone again?" he asked.

Ron nodded.

The instructor's gaze turned to Moklin, who smiled and said, "The eight of us will fight together!" It meant that it was his business if Ron wanted to fight him alone.

The students in the audience all scolded Merlin for his shamelessness, insulting the reputation of the academy's number one dorm. Even many people in dorm 787 were displeased, including Shaya. She looked at Merlin with deep disappointment in her eyes.

On the high table in the tower of the arena, Nicolay thought for a while and suddenly said, "This Mo Klin is not simple, there must be a conspiracy!"

He was one of the few people who knew that Mo Klin was the Holy Son of the Holy Church. He also knew that the Holy Church's goal was to kill Ron, but he couldn't stop the ranking tournament from proceeding normally.

There was another reason why Platz did not stop the ranking tournament from happening. It was because he believed that the person who was not so easily killed by Ron would at most admit defeat. In any case, he had managed to preserve the runner-up position.

The judge on the field looked at both sides and sighed to himself. He said, "Since both sides have agreed, then, the final match of the last round of the ranking tournament, will now begin —"

Everyone drew their weapons from their space bags, and Ron pulled out his dark golden bone cane as well.

There were eight of them, and everyone had different expressions. There was a dark smile on Mo Klin's face, but Shaya had a grim expression, "Ron, even if you were to fight alone, I will not show any mercy. If you are afraid, surrender as soon as possible!"

Ron nodded earnestly. "I will. Bring it on!"

At this time, Mo Klin moved and suddenly used [Charge] on Ron. His speed was so fast that people were caught off guard.

Rönn was well-prepared. With a grim expression, he took a step back and chanted an incantation in his mind. A 'Bone Shield' appeared out of thin air and blocked the attack in front of him.

With a boom, Merklin's heavy scepter struck the bone shield that Ron had summoned, and a crack appeared on the hard bone shield. Merklin's attack had pulled the curtain to the duel.

His eyes were filled with savagery. "Ron, in this battle, I want you dead!"

Ron was curious as to why Mecklin was always against him, but in the face of his death threat, Ron showed considerable magnanimity.

"Very good, if you have the ability …"

With a turn of his wrist, a white bone lance appeared out of thin air. Holding it in his hand, Ron's eyes flashed as he unexpectedly took the bone lance and stabbed it towards the "Bone Shield" he had summoned.

"CHI — —" The bone spear penetrated the bone shield, and pierced through it, striking towards Mo Klin.

He had not expected that Ron would have such an attack. While he was still in a daze, the bone lance had already pierced through his body.

A bloody hole had appeared in his body. As he breathed in and out, the two of them exchanged blows like a flash of lightning. It was clear that Merlin was one step away from him.

Merlin's heart skipped a beat. He had still underestimated this ancient Necromancer. He had been careless and had been injured. What he hadn't expected was that Ron, who had been in a fierce battle the whole night, would still have such powerful fighting strength.

"I was too careless!" Macklin silently warned himself.

A ray of holy white light rose from his body. Soon his wound healed. There was no trace of injury other than the big hole left by the bone lance in his clothes.

The priest from dorm 787 did it and healed Merklin.

A bright light flashed in his eyes, and he clenched the scepter tightly in his hand. He gently raised it, and a "Divine Shield" was released. Several transparent shields appeared around him, revolving around his body. Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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