224.Chapter 224 – Ranch’s Killing Force

Chapter 224 – Ranchi’s Killing Force

“Is it necessary?”

Cuse lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the document Ranch had handed over.

According to the rules of this official tournament, there were indeed some disclaimers and risk statements covered, but it was Dean Sphinx who had conducted the impartial form of verbal agreement when the student president, Monast, had negotiated with them.

And right now this document was just a concrete list of the rules, once signed, it would have a formal legal effect.

The content of the terms was simple and clear, there was no trap, it was simply, both to divide the high and the low, but also to decide life and death.

Only has the knight courtyard arena specification extremely high ancient field boundary spell protection, human life is still not to be out.

“The contestants should set an example by regulating the competition.”

Ranch said in a serious, impartial tone.

“Very well, just what I wanted.”

The corners of Cuse’s mouth twitched slightly as he took the papers with a vicious smile.

Even though the appearance of the group on the opposite side had become a bit strange now, the difference in strength was too obvious to be useful by bluffing and psychological tactics alone.

With this certificate of life and death, later on he would be able to strike without fear, making this group of guys who didn’t know how to die understand what it meant to be cruel.

After skimming through the contents without any errors, Cuse and the other fighters signed this agreement.

Afterwards, Cuse swept his eyes over the five people behind Ranchi one by one, as if he couldn’t wait to ravage them ruthlessly.

“Then please have both sides pull back first, as well as the coaches retreating from the field, then the boundary can be unfolded to officially start the match.”

The referee put away the “Knights Yard Arena Team Fighting Tournament Disclaimer – Risk Awareness Book” that had been filled with the names of the ten fighters, and then told him to know.

“Huh.”

Cuse sneered and looked back to Ranch before turning his head, wiping his thumb across his neck in a gesture that seemed to tell Ranch, you’re next.

Rancic ignored him and walked off the fighting stage with his trainer’s paper clipboard in one hand.

He never wasted words.

There were raindrops falling from the dark clouds, blown by the cold wind above the arena’s boundaries.

As the competitors all took their places, the conversation of the spectators grew lively in anticipation of the upcoming matches, some holding hot drinks in their hands in an attempt to dispel the coldness of their bodies, while others pulled their friends and family close to them to share the warmth of each other.

“Right now the odds are almost 1 to 6.5 in favor of the fighters from the King’s Academy of Arolan versus the fighters from the Academy of Ichorite.”

“The previous match that was terminated halfway through the fight was said to be because the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, after all, there was Kuze, the sixth rank, and the strongest one on the Ichorite side was only a fifth rank.”

“Let’s see if Coach Ranch can bring about any changes.”

Even though the aura of Ichorite Academy’s side when they entered just now looked a bit too weird.

But on second thought, this might also be a style, as the side with the weaker strength on paper made the match more suspenseful to watch.

As the hands on the clock moved towards the sky, the sound of the ancient bell tower of the Ichorite Academy began to ring out on this winter afternoon, a deep, rhythmic clanging sound echoing out, mixed with the uncontrollable cheers of the spectators in the arena.

With the final chime ringing through the arena, the match would begin, and victory or defeat, glory or loss would be decided in the moments to come.

In the center of the battle square, ten players were facing each other from afar, the atmosphere was grave to the extreme, as long as one side made the slightest move, it would trigger a stormy clash.

In this dimly lit arena where the wind was howling, the confrontation between the two sides became the only focus, and everyone was waiting for that decisive moment of battle.

“The match-begin!!!”

After the third ring, the referee waved his hand and shouted, and the cheers reached a crescendo. Both sides used direct attacks for their tactics!
All ten figures approached tentatively towards the front.

The Ichorite Academy’s side, which was expected to pull away first and use tactics to counterattack defensively, was actually more like a hungry beast coming out of its cage.

At the same time, they began to use the only magic item that could be used in this match, that is, the magic cards that were bound to their bodies.

“Wait, isn’t this match an athletic contest between pure fighters?”

Sound after sound of surprise came from the audience.

Generally speaking, fighters who weren’t good at spells would bring reinforcement-type and immunity-type spell cards in their limited card slots in pursuit of maximizing their innate strength attributes, fighting skills, and agility.

However, these few guys from Ichorite Academy had already used their equipment cards to put on pitch-black heavy armor, and even held bloodstained giant axes, scythes, and serrated broadswords in their hands, and the terrifying aura and wry smile on their bodies resembled that of a group of bloodthirsty butchers.

At this instant, the fighters of the Yaloran King’s College who had originally intended to fight head-on stopped their pace with some consternation.

Just by looking at the eyes of these guys in the distance, the other empty-handed fighters were chilled.

Heavily armored fighters were able to resist and fight, with the disadvantage of being bulky, while lightly armored fighters were flexible and had a high outburst, with a brittle body plate.

This terrain, looks like a wilderness, after being framed by the boundary, it is actually a beast cage, if the heavy armored fighters are a little more shameless, spreading spells such as ground diamonds, they can even block the flexibility of the fighters.

The rules do not prohibit the carrying of weapons and equipment cards, but since we are all fighters, it is logical that we should use gloves, arm armor and other weapons.

But none of that is the point.

The important thing was that those guys from Ichorite, their eyes were almost protruding from their sockets, bloodshot as if they hadn’t closed them for a few nights, and their pupils were abnormally dilated, appearing bloodshot and blazing.

The muscles of their faces seemed to be twitching from prolonged tension, their lips trembled, and they breathed rapidly, each inhalation accompanied by a strange trill.

Wearing heavy armor close by, their heads shook incessantly, as if they were pressing down on the pain and madness inside.

This dress and mental state of the opponent made the crowd of the Yaloran Kingdom finally feel the danger that came from their instincts.

The others were not acting like it.

They didn’t act like it!

“Heh heh heh, start killing the pigs ……”

The laughter of the members of the Spirit of the Fighters group was like the heaviest bass section on a piano, even with a slight metallic tone.

The only thing that could quench their hunger and thirst was the blood and marrow of those pigs in front of them.

Loren, who was high up in the bleachers, widened his eyes and struggled to stand up from the table.

These five people, were they really students of the Ichorite Academy?

Saying that they were Resurrectionists, Loren had to be skeptical twice.

That wasn’t how Restorationists usually looked like, either!

And the battle square.

“Kill!!!”

“Battle!!!”

The fighters’ bodies leaned forward, as if pulled by the knives in their hands, and the incredibly fast charge was incomparably harsh!

(End of chapter)