Chapter 284 My son!!
At the competition ground inside Karol Magic Academy.
At this moment, everyone in the stands frowned and looked towards the field.
In fact, the third round of the competition began early, and the competition format was also extremely simple.
1 vs. 1, fight until the opponent admits defeat or loses the ability to fight.
However, this round will not pit contestants against each other; instead, it will pit contestants against students who are studying at this academy.
The purpose of this contest is for the students in the academy to crush the arrogance of the enrollees.
But... if there is a candidate who can defeat a student who has studied for many years at this academy, then that student has the right to be arrogant.
After all, this world is also a fantasy world, full of magic, mystery, and danger.
Whoever is stronger has the right to be arrogant. So... a third round like this is completely normal; everyone has no objection, as they even support the magic academy's way of organising this round.
Harris easily defeated a student who had studied at this academy for 3 years and successfully advanced to the next round.
When it was Alec's turn, he walked onto the field, frowning at Madiam, who only had one hand, which held a sword, as he looked at him with eyes full of hatred.
"Ah! You seem to be the son of Mardian; your name is..."
"Huh!" Hearing Alec speak, Madiam snorted and shouted angrily: "My name is Madiam; listen clearly to the name of the person who will kill you."
"I'm not interested in remembering losers' names." Alec shrugged and said, his expression was extremely arrogant.
Madiam clenched his teeth. Even in his dreams, he dreamed of defeating Alec and cutting off one of his hands for revenge.
Remembering what happened before, Madiam felt a sharp pain in his amputated arm.
"Alec, you were able to cut off one of my arms before because you were lucky." Madiam raised his voice and said angrily: "Today, I will make you pay the price. I will cut off all your limbs and see if you can still smile then."
Everyone in the stands frowned when they heard that. It must be known that the people directly observing this fight were mostly nobles in Karol, so they knew very well who Madiam was.
However, for Alec to dare to cut off one of Madiam's arms and still be alive was a strange occurrence.
The crowd began to talk excitedly.
"Strange, that kid is still alive after he dared to cut off one of Madiam's arms."
"Impossible! Mardian is someone who considers honour more important than his life; he will certainly not let the person who cut off his son's hand live until now."
"Could it be that... that kid has some special status?"
"Ah! I see, that boy is the one who destroyed his 'daisy' twice."
"Oh! I also saw him in the newspaper; it depicted him as a fool who paid 1 million gold coins just to buy a prostitute's first night."
"Heh?! Really, how could such a stupid person cut off one of Madiam's arms?
"I think Madiam was definitely not prepared at that time; he was probably secretly attacked by that boy."
"I think so too. Ah! Madiam is so pitiful. Being secretly attacked by a pervert, Madiam is definitely very angry."
"Angry? Look at Madiam; not only is he angry, but he also wants to chew the bones and drink the blood of that boy."
Alec stood on the field, but he could hear the sounds of the people sitting in the stands talking.
His face turned red with anger. He gritted his teeth and said: "Very good... I thought you would be scared when you meet me; that's why I only cut off one of your hands."
"But... master, will this be okay?"
"Hmm?!" Mardian glanced at Marey with murderous intent: "What do you mean?"
"Sorry, master."
"Huh!" Mardian snorted in disdain, then continued to pay attention to the field.
Madiam was so angry at this point that he took out a small bottle of medicine.
The referee saw Madiam's actions and shouted: "Stop! Madiam, what the hell are you doing?"
"I..." Madiam didn't think that the referee would quickly notice his actions.
Alec laughed loudly: "Hahahaha... referee, you don't need to stop him. It's okay to let him use banned drugs. After all, I don't want to kill the weak."
"You..." The referee felt a headache and said: "This is just a competition; there is no need to kill people, do you understand?"
"Huh!" Alec snorted and said: "What if he wants to kill me? So should I just stand still and let him kill me?"
"This..." The referee shook his head and said: "If you are in danger, I will definitely save you. Do you not trust the referee?"
"Huh! Until now, I have never trusted anyone."
"You..."
"Alec! Die!" Before the referee could finish speaking, Madiam shouted, holding a heavy sword more than two metres long and slashing at Alec.
Seeing that, Alec frowned and immediately jumped back.
BAM!
The blade slashed the ground, causing the ground to explode. Alec frowned, seeing that Madiam now seemed much taller than before, and his muscles were also bulging.
Madiam resembled the green giant - Hulk. The only difference is that Madiam is holding a sword.
"Ah! Do you think you could defeat me if you were just bigger?" Alec smiled disdainfully: "Then you are wrong."
"Huh! Alec, I don't believe I can't kill you." Madiam continued to rush towards Alec at extremely fast speeds.
The heavy sword weighed more than 100kg, but Madiam swung it as easily as a wooden sword.
Whoosh!
Madiam swung his sword so fast that the wind whistled, but Alec just shook his head and said: "What a pity; I didn't think that a talented magician like Mardian would have a useless son like you."
"Bastard!" Madiam shouted, then rushed towards Alec like a crazy person.
When Anela arrived at the stands and saw that her son had turned into a crazy giant, she almost fainted.
"Is that... Is that... my son?" Anela immediately realised something was wrong: "Mardian... it must be him."
"Hurry... stop, Madiam." Anela quickly ordered the servant: "That medicine will definitely kill my son..."
"AAA!!!"
However, before Anela could finish her sentence, Madiam's pitiful screams rang out.
Anela turned her head to look down at the field and was startled. Madiam was surrounded and burned by a strange black flame, causing him so much pain that he rolled and writhed on the ground.
"My son!!!"