The invincible me kidnaps the invincible dragon

One move! As long as you can survive one move, you will win!

His Majesty the Emperor's words successfully aroused Victoria's competitive spirit, and she would definitely prove herself.

"Sir Sword Saint, I wonder if I could trouble you for a moment."

Just after Victoria returned to her seat, the Emperor turned around with a smile and spoke in a very tactful tone.

Although he is the supreme ruler of the human race's secular power, he cannot use people of the Sword Saint's level whenever he wants.

"No problem, Your Majesty. I will help you with this."

The Sword Master agreed readily as always.

After all, the person in front of me is His Majesty the Emperor, so I have to help him with such a small favor.

"But please control the intensity. Just make Victoria realize her shallowness, and don't leave any shadow on her heart."

"Haha, don't worry, Your Majesty, I know this."

After hearing what His Majesty the Emperor said, the Sword Saint laughed.

As a temple-level swordsman, how could he not understand the importance of mentality to a person.

"The second student came out."

While the Sword Master and His Majesty the Emperor were talking, the second student was carried out of the Observatory Tower by the dean.

This is an alchemist wearing alchemist's clothing.

When he came out, he even kept a defensive posture with his hands. It was obvious that he was defeated. He crushed the token and was rescued.

"It's a good result. Being able to pass the seventh floor in such a short time would be considered first place in previous years."

Seeing this student, many tutors felt sorry for him.

The person imprisoned on the seventh floor of the Observatory is a dark earl.

Although he is a dark race that has just reached the level of earl, he is still a genuine earl and is not comparable to those viscounts. Those who can pass this level are geniuses with extraordinary talents.

The eighth floor is where the senior dark earls are imprisoned. They are only one step away from becoming a marquis, so it is normal that they cannot pass the eighth floor. After all, monsters like Victoria are not often seen.

If we go by the strength of previous years, this alchemist would definitely be number one.

In the academy, the resources enjoyed by the first and second place are incomparable. He could have received the full training of the academy, but it was a pity that a monster appeared in this class.

Alas, it is true.

Seeing the blonde girl who had sat in the audience early, the alchemist shook his head helplessly. He had guessed the ending a long time ago, but he had always been holding on to hope. Now after seeing Victoria, he completely gave up.

"Oh, the third place has come out."

Not long after the alchemist came out, an assassin was also transferred out. However, he was in a miserable state. His clothes were all tattered and it was obvious that he had suffered a lot.

"Well, he also passed the seventh level. Not bad. The quality of the candidates this time is very high."

The dean smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed. Victoria was undoubtedly incredibly talented, but the two behind her were also very good. If they could pass in a shorter time, they could even be comparable to the original Sword Master!

As time went by, the candidates were transferred out of the tower one after another. After half a day, the dean announced the end of the examination and transferred all the students out.

At this point, all assessments at Dunbarton College have come to an end.

(Although I got off work early today, I was a little tired, but I will still update twice a week, but I have to wait until the early morning. I will go to code now.)

Chapter 36 The Grand Drama Begins

After the examination, some of the 100,000 candidates were filled with joy, some were dejected, and some were nervous.

Although the results have not yet been announced, many of them already know the outcome.

“The quality of the students this time is pretty good.”

"Yes, in addition to Victoria, the two students behind are also quite outstanding, and many of them have broken through the seventh level. This result is very good."

"What do you say, everyone? There are a little more spots this time?"

After the assessment, there was a heated discussion among the tutors.

As a rule, the number of students admitted to each class of Dunbarton College is discussed by these tutors and then decided by the dean.

Of course, unless there are special circumstances, the dean will not deny the opinions of the tutors.

Therefore, the results discussed by these mentors often represent the final results.

Of course, Elina was not interested in these discussions. The only thing she was thinking about now was how to beat up that stupid swordsman.

“You must be able to get in!”

Brady stood among the many candidates, his fists clenched nervously. The moment the test ended, he knew that he had messed up.

Because he saw Elina outside the Observatory Tower, this guy was distracted inside the tower. In the end, he only broke through the fifth floor and didn't even make it to the sixth floor.

It's outrageous, it's outrageous.

Brady really wanted to slap himself twice.

The sixth level was just that of a newly promoted viscount. Having been a sky-class wizard for many years, he actually failed to pass it. His performance was really below par.

Now he no longer dared to dream of being at the top of the class. He just wanted to be admitted to the academy, even if it would be a class for the worst students.

After all, this is Dunbarton College, and the so-called "slacker class" is just a joke. Moreover, the college has a promotion system every year. As long as you study hard, you will be able to get promoted.

Thinking of this, Brady took a deep breath. Whether he could succeed would depend on the results that would be announced soon. If he failed this time, he would waste a year.

"Dean, the results are out."

Marion handed the final result to the dean and asked him to check it.

"Well, let me see."

The dean took the paper, glanced at it, and said;

"Okay, let's follow this ratio."

"Yes, I'll make arrangements right away."

After getting the dean's consent, Marion quickly agreed and announced the admission ratio.

This time, Dunbarton College admitted more than 13,000 out of the 100,000 candidates, a ratio of less than 10.

This time, it is indeed the class with the largest number of admitted students in recent years.

"Now we will start announcing the admission list based on the rankings. All candidates are requested to pay attention to the list on the screen."

Marion's voice echoed throughout the academy.

For a moment, except for the candidates who were sure of success, almost all the students turned their eyes to the big screen.

This is true even for students who know they have no chance.

What if? What if I get admitted? !

At the same time, many people in the audience also looked at the screen. After all, many of them were parents who came to cheer for their children.

Of course, there are some spies with ulterior motives who will also pay attention to this list.

After all, this list represents the best among the younger generation of the human race. Those on the list may become the enemies of the dark race in the future, so they have to pay attention.

Just like that, the examinees, the audience and the spies of the dark race looked at the big screen with different feelings.

The first name that comes up is, of course, Victoria Bourbon.

The second one to appear was Alba Neil, who was the second place in this assessment.

The third person to appear was Ron, the third assassin.

After the top three appeared individually, the rest of the list began to slowly scroll down from a rolling state.

All the candidates stared at the screen without blinking. When they saw their names, some of them cheered. Sometimes, cheers could even be heard from the audience seats.

Candidates who did not see their names continued to read on.

As the list continued to scroll forward, many candidates' breathing became heavier and their heartbeats began to accelerate. Some of them were so nervous that sweat appeared on their foreheads.

Years of preparation now at this moment!

"Hit it, hit it, you must hit it!"

Brady clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white and his teeth were almost broken.

As the list went on, he became more and more desperate.

There are more than 10,000 names out there, and he’s not even on the list. Can he be admitted?

When other people are nervous, their hearts beat like deer, but at this moment, his heart was beating like a wild boar.

Seeing this guy so nervous, Bella couldn't bear it anymore.

She had been admitted when she was ranked around 5,000, but now she was ranked over 10,000 and Brady's name had not appeared yet. Was this extremely talented childhood sweetheart of hers really going to fail?

Bella bit her lip slightly, even ready to comfort Brady.

But at this moment, Brady suddenly jumped up, shouting;

"Hey! Okay! I got it!"

His action was so sudden that it startled Bella.

It turned out that when the list was almost over, Brady found that his name was at the very end. Although it was definitely the last place, at least he was admitted.

As long as you can get into Dunbarton College, it’s worth it!

"The list has been announced. Next, we will issue admission notices based on the list. At the same time, the list will be distributed to all provinces of the human race. Students who are admitted are requested to register on time in ten days."

As Marion's voice came, a lot of people sighed, and many even cried and begged for another chance.

These people have taken the exam for many years. This year is the last chance. If they fail, they will never have another chance from now on.

Although their plight is pitiful, the academy will not sympathize with them.

The resources of the human race are limited, and if we want to use the limited resources to cultivate a large number of strong people, all students must be extremely talented. Those whose talents do not meet the standards cannot become a member of Dunbaron Public College.

With the announcement of the admission list, under normal circumstances, the audience and unsuccessful candidates should leave at this time, and then the dean will give a speech and end the speech.

But this time was different from the past. This time, all the audience had no intention of leaving. They still sat where they were because they knew that there was a really good show going on. If they didn't watch it to the end, they would be missing out.

"The time has come. I leave the Sword Master to you."

His Majesty the Emperor said with a smile.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty,"

The Sword Master nodded, then jumped down from the top of the tower without any weapon, and landed steadily on the flat ground in front of the observatory.

At the same time, Victoria, who had been in a state of [meditation], also opened her eyes.

The moment she had been waiting for finally arrived.

There was a flash of excitement in Victoria's eyes.

Chapter 37: Forbidden Magic

Victoria stood up from her seat and walked forward under the gaze of everyone. Her steps were firm and steady, and she did not hesitate at all because her opponent was a sword master.

"What should I do? Should I take action or not? If I don't take action now, I won't have any chance at all!"

The assassins lurking in the crowd were conflicted. If Victoria stood in front of the Sword Master, their assassination plan would not succeed.

"Attention everyone, the operation is canceled. I repeat, the operation is canceled."

Just as these spies were struggling, a voice sounded in their minds.

The owner of this voice was Melissa. When faced with this emergency, Melissa decisively canceled the action plan.

Soul slaves are not cabbages and cannot be wasted on a meaningless assassination.

After balancing the pros and cons, Melissa decided to cancel this operation.

"Yes."

After hearing this, all the assassins immediately responded respectfully, and then their tense bodies that were ready to attack at any time relaxed one by one.

These soul slaves absolutely obey Melissa's words.

Since their master has aborted the plan, they will obey orders.