Chapter 338 The Finals For Formations Masters 1

When Lothur's name was called, everyone in the coliseum who knew that he had not entered through the competitors' area in this place fell silent in anticipation.

But the ordinary crowd in this place celebrated, with thousands of people eager to see the great dark horse of this edition of the Province Conference.

Of those tens of thousands of people there today, only a fraction of them had had the opportunity to see Lothur's skills in action in the previous days. So, many were eager to see him.

Ordinary people usually identified with weaker candidates and opponents of predominant powers because of the 'similarities' these individuals had with themselves. Thus, many there were cheering for him, a young man who, although unusual, was until recently just a mortal, a good-for-nothing.

How many there could not be considered better than Lothur a few weeks ago?

Almost all of them!

Because of this, many already liked him, even considering his unusual personality.

But while the stands of this coliseum were celebrating, Lothur's enemies finally had their answer.

After the match referee called Lothur's name, Lothur jumped up from his seat and headed for the battle platform.

When he did this, several guards in the surrounding area thought this was a spectator breaking the rules and promptly tried to stop him.

But as he made his move, Lothur took off his mask and the black cloak he was wearing to camouflage himself, showing his identity to everyone.

"What? Lothur?" The guards heading toward him were the first to realize his identity, stopping short before hitting him.

At the same time, this young man's enemies felt as if buckets of cold water had been thrown on their backs.

They would have preferred that Lothur had simply not come!

But seeing him there, they all knew that the Frost family would gain a few more points and that perhaps their organizations would lose benefits as a result.

On the other hand, those who knew about the traps around Peters City for this day could not help but stare mysteriously at him.

"How did he get in here without anyone noticing?" Fritz shouted to his men in the VIP area he was in.

Lothur and Viktoria leaving the Frost family estate with their identities protected were not out of Fritz's group's plans. So he could not help but wonder how these opponents had fooled his many men in this city.

"Young master, I don't know how he could have done that." One of the men who had staked out the Frost estate the night before and this morning said. "My group stayed all night in that place. I can guarantee that there is no way he could have gotten out of there."

Even the Frost family's secret exit was being watched as Simon had told them where the outer side of the escape tunnel from that estate was.

Therefore, even that crucial point had been watched by these people!

"So the wretch left before our groups even started watching them!" Fritz realized this and slammed his fist against the support of his armchair.

'Lucky wretch!'

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Meanwhile, the people from the Frost family and House Becker were sighing in relief to see that Lothur had worked his way into this place.

"He was clever to get in through the common area..." Hilda commented to her husband.

"Hmm, but how did he do it so as not to be discovered? Viktoria's cultivation is not easy to hide. Finding a formation capable of doing that must not have been easy..." Gomeric said in curiosity.

Elke heard this and readily imagined that this must be another of Lothur's abilities coupled with the powers of his Soul Bone.

On the other hand, Aiken sighed as he looked at his son-in-law and then at Viktoria, who was now moving in the direction of the competitors' area.

Now that Lothur had already shown himself, there was no longer any reason for them to hide.

"It looks like it all worked out..." Aiken commented in a low voice as the match referee finished signaling to Lothur and his opponent the rules of the match.

But there was nothing new there. They had time to produce their formations, and then they would have to 'duel' with each other using only what they had developed at that period.

With that, it did not take long for Lothur, and his level 10 opponent, an almost 2-star formations master, to start producing their respective formations.

Lothur's opponent could not yet be considered a 2-star professional. After all, it was not enough to advance a stage for someone to achieve that classification. That was just as 1st stage youths would not be 1-star professionals just because they were cultivators.

There was new content to learn at each level of mastery, so even though that young man's cultivation was higher than his, Lothur was still in the same rank as that person.

While they started to compete, producing their formations, some local Formations Masters Association members were in that place following the event.

Johann Teusen, the young formation master Lothur met during his entrance test in that organization, was there accompanying his family.

"Unbelievable!" He said in a low voice as he realized how easily Lothur could manipulate the restriction space of the formation flags. "He already has similar manipulation skills to those 2-star individuals!"

Meanwhile, Philip, the old 2-star formations master who invited Lothur to the Formations Masters Association, did not listen to Johann but agreed with him entirely.

"Lothur is pretty much on the level of our young beginner 2-star formations masters!" He commented to the elder next to him, the person who gave the order for him to invite young Ritter to their power with many liberties.

Joshua, standing next to Philip, nodded and said. "Yes. It's just a shame that his inscriptions are still at the first level of our specialization, or he would be able to produce Bronze-grade formations."

Joshua could not see what Lothur was doing since it was pretty tricky to see through the Natural Law restriction region of the flags. But he did notice that this young man's brush movements were similar to those of someone drawing codes with Iron-grade inscriptions.

"Hmm." Philip nodded. "But lucky for him that his opponent has not yet mastered his Bronze grade inscriptions."

Meanwhile, Lothur and his opponent moved their work forward, quickly ending the first part of the dispute in this place with the expiration of the time they had before the battle.

But unlike previous days, where sometimes Lothur would let his opponent finish first, he made sure to finish before his opponent today.

He had no way of knowing the difference between him and that person, so he prepared himself as best he could to attack his opponent first!

As long as his blow was decisive, it would make no difference how good his opponent's offensive formation was!

With that, when time ran out, Lothur moved before his opponent even had time to get up, using his unmatched speed.

He then threw his formation at that opponent, a pair of spheres that spun in opposite directions, producing a shrill sound and leaving beautiful sparks through the air.

Boom!

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