Chapter 330

Chapter 99: I am familiar with this plot.

Clive ended the game and returned to the student stand with a relaxed look on his face.

He is now becoming more and more familiar with this body and is very satisfied with it. A young, energetic and talented body is what he has always dreamed of.

"Hey, Huaize, you did a good job today."

A hearty voice sounded, and Clive turned his head to look, nodded towards the other party, and showed a smile.

Just smiling at humans is still too forced for him.

But it doesn't matter, everyone has already decided that he has such a personality, and no one will doubt that the core inside has been replaced.

He wasn't used to the name at first, but now he can respond reflexively.

The person who spoke to him was the chief student of this Holy Academy, Andre, a knight who was considered an outstanding knight among humans in terms of character and ability.

Because it was only the second son who couldn't chew, he thought that after graduation he would either join the Legion of the Holy Empire or find a way to enter the church.

"By the way, did you see Master Rin's game just now?" Andre asked.

Clive suppressed the disgust in his heart and whispered in a slightly feminine voice: "Yeah."

"Master Rin is really powerful. You can use intermediate magic at will. The fire dragon spear you used yesterday and the chain fire chain you used today are still very skillful. You are already far superior to magicians of the same level."

"It's just two intermediate magic spells, it's hard to tell how powerful they are."

Clive said calmly, with a trace of disdain flashing in the corner of his eyes.

It was indeed okay at this low level, but it wasn't enough in front of him.

Not to mention that he could crush this holy son to death with just one little finger in the past, but even now, he can defeat it easily.

He, Clive, was a dignified demon general and one of the Twelve Apostles. Even without his previous rank, he still mastered a variety of secret techniques and could return to his peak in more than ten years.

Andre's smile suddenly faded, and he said in a neutral tone: "You are quite confident, but I don't know if the strength on your hands can be as powerful as your words."

"Then we'll see."

In the eyes of Clive, Andre is just a little guy who can be easily killed when the plan is launched and he doesn't even bother to quarrel with him.

Besides, everyone in this team except him is a bunch of fools. Anyway, he can't understand. Is a Holy Son who pops up out of nowhere worthy of being so respected?

It’s really brainwashing and stupid.

Andre snorted coldly: "I hope I can meet you for a while next time."

At the end of the top 16 competition, the seed players from the three major imperial colleges, including the Holy Academy, have all entered, which occupies 8 places. Including those from other stronger colleges in the empire, a total of 12 places are occupied.

Of the remaining ones from other countries, the Antiea Empire occupies two, Giorallin occupies one, and the other one is occupied by an academy with relatively good national power.

All students from other regions were brushed off, and this was also the case for the second and third grade students. This shows that the level of peers in different countries differs greatly.

In smaller countries, talented people like Huaize were poached by the empire, and small countries simply did not have the conditions to keep people.

Individual competitions generally have some unspoken rules. In the early days, no one in this academy would encounter them, but currently there is no such protective barrier.

Andre and Clive really have a high chance of running into each other.

Clive didn't say anything. His green eyes, as cold as poisonous snakes, swept across the student seats at Gioral College, and finally fell on Rin.

At this time, Rin was whispering something to Xiye. It seemed that he noticed that someone was looking at him, so he turned to face Clive.

Then Rin showed a look of extreme disdain, as if she had stepped on a cabbage caterpillar, clearly saying, "You are worthy of Mr. Gu."

The college was not far away, so Clive could see it clearly, and he was immediately irritated by the ant-like look, which made his veins bulge.

Soon, he thought that he would be able to take care of this extremely arrogant human being, and looked away as if nothing had happened.

After waiting for a while, the second game also started.

It's a pity that he didn't face Andre this time, but that useless thing was solved by the martial arts idiot named Cangyun from the Meteor Empire. On the other hand, he solved a magician named Andy from the Shelley Empire. There was irony in his eyes.

At the end of the game, Clive didn't have time to pay attention to those who came to congratulate him. He smiled sneerly at the dejected Andre and turned around to prepare for lunch.

He found a small, remote restaurant and just finished his meal. As soon as he left the door of the restaurant, two knights wearing church armor stopped him.

Although Clive could not estimate the level of the two men like before, but just by looking at the armor style, he knew that they were temple knights and their level would not be lower than level 50, and his heart skipped a beat.

At this moment, he almost thought he was going to be exposed.

The two knights were quite polite: "This classmate is invited by His Highness the Holy Son."

"Holy Son...Your Highness, invite me?"

Clive frowned, but after realizing that there was no ambush around him, he relaxed slightly and lowered his head.

"I still have to prepare for the afternoon game, sorry."

After he finished speaking, he turned around to avoid the two knights.

The two knights were reluctant and stretched out their arms to block him. Their voices were a bit stern: "His Royal Highness the Son has an order."

Clive was angry, but he also thought about his status as a student of the Holy Empire and had to listen to the church. He could only suppress his anger and nodded, feeling extremely aggrieved.

Following the two men, Clive was led to a private room in a nearby restaurant, and he saw the Holy Son whose eyes were almost growing on his head.

In addition to Lin, there were two girls in the private room, one was the Kingdom Sword Saint who made him a little afraid, and the other was the Hero.

At this time, the Hero was eating with his head down, without even raising his head.

And the Sword Saint was looking at him with a cold gaze, with an imposing manner.

Seeing the main person coming, Lin raised her eyebrows, looked him up and down, and the disdain at the corner of her mouth became stronger: "Are you that Huai Ze?"

The arrogance of the human nobles was unmistakable, and they didn't even understand the traditional courtesy.

Clive nodded with a gloomy face, and under the gaze of Xiye, he saluted solemnly: "Meet the Holy Son."

Rin didn't say a word, and motioned the two knights to go out to eat by themselves, and left Huai Ze aside, cut a piece of pork ribs along the line, and handed it to Emilia.

Seeing Fei Miao finishing her meal with sauce all over her mouth, Lin wiped it with a napkin, looking disdainful but gentle, as if she was taking care of her own daughter.

Then he urged Xiye to eat quickly.

It was a warm and loving scene, except that the person standing aside was uncomfortable.

The deliberately placed contemptuous attitude had already made Clive's anger tank rise.

Of course, Lin did it on purpose, just to make him put the hatred value on himself.

This kind of pressure is also the standard behavior of villains.

Lin finished lunch slowly, opened his pocket watch and looked at it. More than 20 minutes had passed.

At this time, Clive lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. Lin said: "Do you want to give up the game yourself, or do you want this prince to cancel your qualification directly? Take you directly to the trial?"

Hearing the first sentence, Clive's heart tightened, and after listening to it, he realized that this guy should be talking about something else, not discovering his identity.

He pretended to be puzzled: "What did His Highness the Holy Son say? Is there a misunderstanding between us?"

"Misunderstanding? Don't think that no one will find out if you secretly attack Andrew. Andrew has already told me. Now I give you a choice."

The condescending attitude has already insulted Clive. He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know what His Highness the Holy Son means. You can always find excuses to accuse me. If His Highness the Holy Son wants to force me to withdraw from the competition, you can just say it."

Rin snorted, stretched out his hand and poked him in front of him, mocking: "Are you worthy? Don't be shameless. I give you a chance but you don't cherish it."

"Don't think that everyone is afraid of your power. Justice is in the hearts of the people. If you have any evidence, you would have arrested me long ago. Why are you threatening me here?"

Clive showed a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and his green eyes stared at Lin. At this moment, he was also very imposing, wishing to beat this good skin to pieces in one go.

"Swish", it was the sound of a long sword being unsheathed, followed by several cold lights locking him, and the single-edged blade was across Clive and Lin.

Xiye said coldly: "Watch your words."

The strong killing intent made Clive shudder, and he lowered his head in the mind of not suffering a loss in front of him.

Lin suddenly laughed at this time, and his laughter was like the villain who succeeded in his evil plan in the TV series.

"Forget it, you can go, I will assume that you have made a choice, leave this door, don't regret it."

Clive turned around and left without hesitation.

After waiting for a while, Lin's smile was restrained, rubbed his stiff face, and asked quickly: "How is my acting."

"Brother is great."

"Great meow."

"Haha! This young master is really the most suitable to be a villain."

This is one of the reasons why Lin is so persistent in being a villain. It feels so good to bully people, especially when the bully is a bad guy, there is no psychological burden.

Then he coughed and called the knights outside the door in, asking them to carry out the second phase of the plan.

These knights had received Webster's orders and obeyed Lin's orders without any doubt.

Lin had already reported to the church, and Archbishop Webster trusted him without reservation, so he arranged people on the spot.

In order to prevent alerting the enemy, not many people were arranged, but each of them was a good player, arranged around the arena, and even the referee was replaced by his own people.

Clive had no idea, his face was gloomy and scary, and his eyes were constantly flashing with murderous intent.

He had decided that when the plan started, he would focus on taking care of the ignorant Son of God. If he didn't have time to kill him, at least he would break all three of his legs.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, the horses are frightened!"

Just as he was thinking, a horse ran into the sidewalk, scaring the people around him and screaming to get out of the way.

Clive also quickly hid to the side, and at this time someone suddenly pushed him from behind.

Clive was shocked and was hit by the horse. He fell to the ground and watched the horse lift up its upper body and then step on his left arm.

Clive screamed immediately. The man got off the horse and checked his injuries in a panic.

Two passers-by picked him up and sent him to the church, still comforting him verbally that he was fine.

Clive was in so much pain that he saw stars and sweat dripped down his forehead. Looking at his hanging wrist, he knew that it was probably broken.

After walking away from the crowd and entering the alley, the two passers-by suddenly changed their faces and threw him to the side of the road.

He fell to the ground and hit his wrist again. He let out a cry of pain and stared at the two people in front of him through gritted teeth.

"His Royal Highness the Holy Son asked us to bring you a message. Now it's just a warning. If you still don't know how to show appreciation, we will kill you in the arena."

After saying that, the two people left directly.

After a long distance, the two men resumed their priestly attire, and one of them held his heart in confusion.

"A, I feel like my conscience is hurting. Is this too cruel?"

"Nonsense. His Royal Highness the Holy Son must have a deep meaning in what he said. He is definitely not trying to bully others. You are slandering the Holy Son by saying this."

"I don't have any!"

"Then why are you beeping so much? You will soon know His Royal Highness the Son's purpose."

The two of them had already gone away. Clive climbed up from the cold road, covering his wrist, his face twisted with anger.

He had been imprisoned for so many years and had already been humiliated to the extreme. He was preparing to avenge his shame, but now he was humiliated again, and his murderous intention had pushed his reason to the edge of breaking.

For the sake of planning, I can only endure.

However, he could no longer wait for the team challenge before taking Rin's life. Before that, he must ask for interest and humiliate him severely in the individual competition.

Holding his wrist, Clive stood up, filled with strong hatred, and walked towards the church step by step.

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Afternoon, before the game, player area.

Rin saw Clive's hand in plaster, with a sneer on his lips, and walked up to him with his arms crossed.

When Clive saw Rin, he wanted to rip his skin off with cramps. He could only lower his head and ignore him. He was really afraid that if he took one more look, he couldn't help but kill him in public.

Rin whispered in a tone that others could not hear: "You actually dare to come here. You are a dog-like thing. Do you like to seek death so much? It's okay. My Highness will not let you walk off the stage alive today."

As soon as he finished speaking, the staff who drew numbers came in.

Rin stepped forward gracefully and drew her number.

Clive was the last one to step forward. As soon as he drew the number, he saw Rin sneer and deliberately reveal the number while holding the card between his fingers.

He realized something and looked down at his number.

Sure enough, they happened to be lined up together. This thing was more like a demon than labor. They were so eager to operate in secret and arranged the two of them together.

Clive turned his back with a smile on his lips.