Life in a different world begins with hidden strength

Chapter 166 The Chosen Son

Yin Fei's spellcasting ability was displayed in front of the stage for the first time, and she calmly received everyone's shocked and disbelieving looks.

As we all know, the probability of awakening is less than one in ten thousand, if martial arts talent is included. She is simply blessed with great luck, and she is comparable to the protagonist in a bard's story.

With the successful blessing of the agility technique, his speed suddenly increased significantly.

The strength of a magic swordsman cannot be measured simply by the rank of a warrior.

Unfortunately, Yin Fei's awakening was short-lived, and she could only barely learn one move.

"Come on Yinfei!"

The cheers suddenly rose. After all, this was the home field of the human side. The supporters of the silver-haired beauty account for an overwhelming proportion.

The two bodies are intertwined.

Yin Fei once again avoided the attack by a hair's breadth, and hit the werewolf warrior in the lower back with a sword. A stainless steel sword would have been enough to cause heavy damage.

"It's so powerful, a natural spell of this level! Even an ordinary elite-level elf priest can't do it..." The swordsman who was watching the battle taught Xi Lun slightly absent-minded.

"Are you thinking too highly of her?" The companion next to her still had a strong sense of superiority.

The werewolf warrior threw away his weapon and turned into an afterimage, attacking again with only his sharp claws.

Chanting magic spells helps to use your imagination and enhance the effectiveness and stability of spells.

Bahen clenched his fists unwillingly and shouted angrily: "I haven't lost yet!"

The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds.

It was an extremely spectacular scene, as if the forest was born before our eyes, and the Grand Arena ushered in a rare climax moment.

"Xiaocao, obey my orders and restrain the beast in front of you!"

Therefore, the referee declared Yinfei the winner.

Everyone who embarks on the path of dual cultivation of magic and martial arts can be regarded as the chosen one.

Yin Fei also threw away her wooden sword and clasped her hands together tightly.

"As long as there are enough resources, her future growth will only be smooth."

Yin Fei captured her opponent alive and won.

The two most difficult levels to overcome are the perfect fighting instinct and the awakening of spellcasting ability, which Yin Fei possesses at the same time. At only seventeen years old, he has grown to such an extent that if we look at the entire history of the Elf Dynasty, it would be difficult to find a comparable candidate.

"She may become a being beyond the level of the Holy Realm in the future." Silen concluded with emotion.

The enthusiastic cheers, like a landslide and tsunami, never stopped for a long time even when the figure of the silver-haired girl entered the contestant tunnel.

The werewolf warriors rushing left and right could not escape after all. Layer after layer of vines tightly bound his body, silently absorbing the vitality. The transparent wind-attributed fighting energy burning on his body became increasingly dim, until he was no longer able to resist and became sluggish.

The magic power quietly seeped under the feet, and the grass that had just sprouted and the dead tree species buried deep in the earth grew crazily at the same time, breaking out of the ground over a large area.

Especially Yin Fei, who was born at the bottom of the family, has made it step by step until now, which is only more difficult than some descendants of top nobles.

In the field, the tree roots and vines that lost their magic power turned into rotten mud.

The referee announces the fight list for the next round. Two male students walked out of the contestant tunnel and started a close battle. The wooden sword collided frequently, and the sword pressure spread to all sides.

The quality of ranked matches has increased, resulting in players who were expected to enter the finals being eliminated early.

Feiju, a girl in Yinfei's class, looked lonely. She had entered the top sixty-four last year. After more than half a year of hard training, logically she should go further, and she felt a deep sense of disparity in her heart.

"Am I not working hard enough? Or is it just a matter of resources..."

In the other three arenas of the 64th round, Grenville walked slowly to the front of the stage. As the player who won the last ranking match, the female leader who has not appeared in Violet Academy for many years has attracted much attention from all parties. The burning crimson flames release invisible power and oppression. The aura does not look like an ordinary student, but a senior teacher who has been practicing for many years.

Within a month, with the help of Mi Jiaan's many blood donations, Grenweier's strength improved by leaps and bounds. Converted into a level increase of about two levels.

The entire elite stage spans ten levels, and the attributes of fighting spirit are improved by about five levels. Usually a one-level gap represents an advantage that is difficult to overcome.

Grenville won a battle without any suspense. Become the favorite to win the championship through an impeccable performance.

Everyone knows that she also has the trump card of advanced mode, which can instantly break the limits of the race and achieve all-round improvement.

In the morning, the promotion rounds for the top 64 and top 32 were completed.

Yinfei, Glenweir, and Alto each received top 16 spots.

For a time, the Langton family was extremely prosperous.

The excellent followers around Mi Jiaan become the best publicity. Even some arrogant noble ladies began to feel moved.

Recently, the Langton family's mansion on Elm Street has been frequently visited and inquired about. Some related families generally hope that Master Mi Jiaan can relax the requirements for recruiting followers.

Defeating Yin Fei is an almost impossible task. Unless you advance to the elite level, there may be hope...

"Mr. Butler Bruno, I want to know how Julia is doing now. I haven't seen her for a long time recently."

"I'm sorry, kid. I have to tell you the truth, Julia is married. To avoid trouble, I can't disclose relevant information. If you have anything you want to tell, please record it in the guestbook and wait until Julia returns. Here, you will see..."

Hearing this, the yellow-haired young man who looked about twenty years old retreated as if he had been struck by lightning, his face turned pale.

"Why, she is not willing to give me any chance..." Under Bruno's watch, Yak left the mansion in despair, stood by the big tree by the road, clenched his fist and smashed the trunk of the tree: "Who is it?"

Strong unwillingness and resentment were written on his face, and someone who happened to be passing by could see it.

"Yo!" Lant greeted with a playful smile: "I seem to have seen you somewhere."

Yake recognized Lant at a glance. He was once the representative of the younger generation of the Langton family. He had lost most of his influence since his defeat to Grenville in the ranking match.

The two met several times at banquets, but due to the status gap, they did not have a close relationship: "Master Lant! This is Yake of the O'Conley family."

O'Conley, a small baron-level family in the North, usually has many contacts with the Langton family in the ore trade. In the family history, there are people who married into the Langton family line.

Lant picked his ears carelessly: "You seem troubled?"

"Yes, I want to know the whereabouts of Julia." Yak seized every opportunity to ask.

"Are you talking about the good-looking cook?" Lant looked like he was lost in thought: "Actually, I'm not sure. But I heard that Elder Lovi recently selected a few maids and gave them to Mijiaantang. Brother, you can go and find out."

Leaving a noncommittal sentence, the arrogant young man put his hands in his pockets and strode away.

(End of this chapter)