Uncle, I am not an ordinary office worker.

Zofia held a long whip in her hand and looked blankly at Roy who was standing opposite her.

Why are you holding the bow?

No, why are you holding a bow? There is no such part in our script. I have trained so hard, all I have learned is how to defend against your sword attack, and now you tell me that you don't use the sword anymore, but a bow instead?

How can I fight? I can't fight.

Before the exam even started, Zofia's mentality was already on the verge of collapse. It felt like a Jiangsu student who had his teacher predict the questions before the college entrance examination, and practiced for a hundred hours without sleep, only to find out during the exam that the person who wrote the questions was Ge Jun (a legendary question-setter, the destroyer of college entrance examination mathematics, and a person who would be pulled out every year for the college entrance examination). Not only did he get all the questions wrong, but he also had to face the ultimate torture. This made Zofia burst into tears before she could speak.

However, this was not the most frustrating thing. What was even more frustrating was that when Big Mouth Mob officially announced the start of the game, Roy did not launch an attack immediately. Instead, he held a longbow, looked at Zofia, and said seriously:

"Zofia, come on, let me see how much progress you have made in this period of time. Don't worry, as a respect for you, I have promised Maria that I will do my best!"

No need to!

Zofia's smile was uglier than crying. Zofia didn't know what Roy was doing to her, but she knew that the last time Roy took out his bow and arrow and seemed to be going all out, he shot the Happy Home of Mayenna with one arrow, suppressing the Lightless Knight who could beat Margaret and quell the rebellion of more than ten knights alone, and forced him to give in.

What could she use to fight? She was no match for Roy in the first place. Facing the long sword, she could still rely on the experience accumulated from being beaten by Maenna and barely use her long whip to deal with the attack range of an inch longer and stronger. But now, she used a medium-range weapon, and Roy directly used a long-range weapon. She couldn't even pull him away.

Referee, is it fifteen minutes yet? I want to surrender.

After waiting for a long time, Zofia still did not launch an attack. Roy frowned in confusion, but finally chose not to give up the initiative and took the initiative to speak:

"Zofia, since you won't attack, then I will."

".......!" Sofia suddenly came back to her senses, and the next moment, Roy's crossbow arrow was already on the string, and the bright sword tip flashed a creepy cold light, aiming at Sofia's chest.

"boom!"

It was clearly just an ordinary arrow, but a burning sound was heard in the air. Sofia raised her hand in panic, but before she could get into a stance, the arrow had already hit the armor on her chest.

"So fast!"

Subconsciously, she screamed in her mind, and she felt a pain in her chest. The reaction that was almost imprinted on her muscles immediately forced her to evade the attack. She leaned back and leaned to the side, using the arc of her armor to deflect the arrow that might penetrate the armor. A strong wind blew past her ears, and a sudden sound followed. As she dodged, her long hair spread out, and her golden hair was cut and fluttered on the ground.

Escaped! The special training worked!

Sofia felt a little surprised, this kind of lightning-fast contest has never been her strong point. In the past, it was absolutely impossible for her to make such a correct and quick reaction in a short time counted in seconds. This was the result of the pain and sweat of the past few days!

Although it is not specifically for the trained knife, the special training also has the effect of improving one's physical fitness and reaction. Zofia successfully blocked Roy's first arrow, which was enough to make her excited!

Roy did not hesitate to praise her. Looking at Zofia, whose eyes were obviously more determined, he praised her sincerely:

“Wonderful reaction!”

"Then the next arrow is coming."

"How can it be so easy for you?"

Zofia's cold shout suppressed Roy's voice. She took a sudden step forward and swung the long whip in her hand horizontally in a crescent shape, aiming directly at Roy's side.

This is the most difficult position for humans to defend. No matter whether it is the left hand or the right hand, no matter what kind of weapon is held, it is difficult to block this position. Zofia's long whip is one of the most powerful weapons to attack the side waist. When attacking, the sharp whip blade can easily cut through the armor around the waist and embed into the flesh. When retreating, the unique toughness of the whip can also wrap around the enemy's weapon or waist after being swung out. Just a slight pull can make the enemy lose balance.

This was the style of play that Zofia was best at, and it was also the only way Mainna had pointed out to him that could possibly defeat Roy - when Roy underestimated his opponent or was deliberately trying to defend himself, he would be caught off guard and knocked out of the arena, thus ending the fight.

The only way to win was right in front of her. Zofia gritted her teeth and focused almost entirely on Roy's waist and abdomen. Roy used a bow as a weapon, which meant that as long as the whip blade entered the attack range, it would be difficult for the bow to cut and defend like a knife due to its characteristics - there was a chance!

"It's impossible to knock him down head-on, but defeating him is not completely hopeless. In your so-called competitive games, leaving the battlefield also means failure!"

Mainna's voice echoed in her ears, and Sofia understood.

"Drink!"

With a loud shout, Zofia accelerated suddenly, and just before the whip blade hit Roy's side, she rushed straight towards him, attacking him from both sides. Her goal was to kick Roy out of the arena while his attention was distracted by the long whip!

That’s right, even the whip blade was a feint. Only by giving up her most powerful weapon could she lure Roy. Her original goal was not to "knock down Roy", but to make Roy "withdraw from the arena"!

"Good plan, Zofia."

However, even when facing Zofia who was so close to him, Roy remained calm and said softly,

"Just like I told you, your strengths are speed and fierce offensive, and your weaknesses are strength and lasting endurance. You really listened to me."

"Giving up your disadvantages, hoping to catch me off guard with the most violent attack and quick double-teaming, thus making up for the difference in strength and endurance between you and me. Although this style of play is risky, it is indeed full of creativity. If you want to accomplish it, you can't do without practice and hard work."

He said slowly, taking a step back slightly.

"But have you ever thought that the reason I can make such a judgment is because I am faster than you?"

"?"

She threw a punch, but there was no real sense of hitting an object. Air, only air in front of her. The brilliant lights of the arena and the astonished faces in the audience were facing her from afar, but the only thing missing was the figure of Roy who should have been between them!

It took Zofia a full five seconds to comprehend the situation before her - she had missed.

But how is that possible?

On the left was a swinging whip, in front of him was himself charging, his fists were swinging from right to left, and behind him was the stage of the audience seats. Theoretically, all the directions in which Roy dodged would hit him.

But just, disappeared?

"Behind!" "Meteor, behind the whip blade!" Roy and Big Mouth Mob's voices sounded at the same time. Zofia turned her head suddenly and wanted to swing the whip to force Roy back, but as soon as she turned around, she felt a cold touch on her forehead.

The pupils contracted, and what was reflected in front of his eyes was the cold light.

The arrow is on the string, the arrow is on the forehead!

"Checkmate."

Checkmate.

Volume 1: Chapter 82: Dikaiopolis attempts to block the axis

"Checkmate! Checkmate! Meteor Knight once again showed us his infinite possibilities!"

The boasting of Big Mouth Mob echoed throughout the arena, but Charne turned his gaze away from the center of attention and looked at the scarlet knight beside him.

"Dicaeopolis, how is it, did you see it clearly?"

Roy's matches were always known for being fast. Apart from the amazing two-hour battle with the Left-Handed Knight, the longest duration of his other matches was only about ten to fifteen minutes. Tickets had been sold for thousands or even tens of thousands of Casimir rubles, but even so, countless people still came to watch, and tickets were hard to come by. Because what everyone was looking for was nothing more than the value of the name of Meteor and his playing style that had created history several times.

Just like the quarterfinals that had just ended, Roy's method was so simple. He kept his troops in place, waited for the right opportunity, lured the enemy with a shot, attracted the enemy, dodged quickly, kept his distance, and the final blow was on the string, right above Zofia's smooth forehead.

But while laymen watch the excitement, experts watch the details. Capable professional agents like Charne and strong competitive knights like Dikaiopolis are all very clear about how much strength and psychological quality are needed to face an opponent who is definitely not weak in such a short period of time, predict the opponent's tactics without any mistakes, and complete the entire plan perfectly.

Especially the last move, it seemed to disappear out of thin air on the field, and then flashed behind Zofia, directly destroying her.

Dikaiopolis frowned, his face more serious than ever. Facing Charney's question, he remained silent for a long time before finally closing his eyes unwillingly and shaking his head:

"I can't see clearly."

With his strength, he could actually see the trajectory of Roy's movement just now, and could also detect the lightning-fast, fleeting afterimage. Perhaps on the court, with full concentration, he could see more clearly, but it was meaningless because his body could not keep up.

Even without considering the effect of the mineral sickness on his body, it was difficult enough to detect Roy's actions and counter his speed. Besides, who said that Roy must have used his full strength?

Everyone knows that the reason why the Meteor Knight got such a great reputation is because of a unique magic that seems to be a meteor from outer space. However, since entering the main competition of the special championship, Roy has almost never used that move of the Great Wilderness Meteorite again. He is hiding his abilities!

While pretending to be calm and fighting with the Left-Hand Knight for two hours, he insisted on hiding his incompetence and did not even use magic, competing with the whip blade in terms of physical fitness. Why did he hide things like this?

Isn't it to deal with the Candle Knight and himself! To be precise, the Candle Knight has seen that move, so he can only deal with himself!

The Blood Knight sighed and said frankly, "If I fight him with my physical fitness alone, my chances of winning are less than 30%. His speed is too fast. Even if my brain can react, my body won't have time to defend itself."

Charne nodded. This answer was within his expectations. After all, even someone like him who had watched almost all of Meteorite Knight's games would still exclaim in amazement after seeing his performance today.

But he also knew that there was something else behind the Blood Knight's words.

"Physical fitness can be improved with better equipment and weapons, but what about Originium skills?"

A reassuring smile appeared on the Blood Knight's face, and he nodded firmly towards Charne.

"I am confident in my Originium skills."

"My blood spell, as long as I release it with all my strength, can cover the entire arena. At that time, his every move will be sensed by my blood. No matter how fast he is, I can detect it in advance. As for the move of Great Wilderness Starfall."

He paused and said seriously:

"I believe my blood is enough to shatter the stars."

Believe? I don't want to hear "believe", Charne said in his heart. He hoped that the Blood Knight could give him a guarantee, but unfortunately, this was almost impossible.

For the time being, no one can counter the Great Wilderness Starfall, this is the consensus of everyone in the Casimir Knights competition. It's not that Charney has not tried to find a solution. For this reason, he even read through the nonsense of those laymen on the Internet one by one, trying to find some ways to expand his thinking, but unfortunately, this thing is just like mathematics, if you don't know, you don't know, and if you don't have it, you don't have it.

"But today's game did give me some inspiration." The Blood Knight suddenly spoke, causing the already desperate Charne to raise his head.

"Zofia's approach is correct. She has undoubtedly grasped the key point. Roy is very powerful and his Originium skills are extremely powerful. Even I don't have much chance of winning in a head-on confrontation, but we don't necessarily need to fight head-on. The best way should be to end the battle quickly so that he can't release spells that we can't deal with."

The Blood Knight's spells could counter Roy's strong physical fitness, which made him ask himself whether he was inferior to Roy in terms of pure strength, and he would not face the situation of being crushed by physical fitness like Zofia. Then, Zofia's tactics were feasible.

Powerful spells always consume a lot of energy. Roy is also a human being and cannot release them again and again. As long as he can shorten the game time as much as possible, he can force Roy to be unable to release spells, or he can only release them once and then there will be no time to recover.

"It's like fighting a boss in a game. If you know a boss has a terrifying special move, there's no need to resist it head-on. Just go all in and kill him before he uses his special move."

Charne nodded, and the metaphor he made made Dikaiopolis look back at him unexpectedly, as if to say, "You, the spokesperson, actually play games?"

But his summary is undoubtedly accurate. Reality is not a game, and Roy does not have the ability to lock blood. As long as he cannot use his powerful skills, they are meaningless. Dikai Opolis wants to block this axis, interrupt the Great Wilderness Starfall, and defeat Roy!

"But this requires sufficient practice and data on the Great Wilderness Starfall. The current data alone is far from enough."

Dikaiopolis said. Charne nodded:

"Leave this to me. Isn't there still a semi-final match?"

"Our second seed has witnessed the Great Desolate Starfall once before. If he does it again, he should have enough experience, right?"

"Well, dear audience, let us look forward to the next group of quarterfinal matches tomorrow!" The voice of Big Mouth Mob sounded, bringing today's special tournament to an end.

Volume 1: Chapter 83 The success rate is probably 100%, right?

"Ah~ I lost the fight! I don't think I'm that unwilling to accept this."

Stretching her arms and tightening her legs, Sofia stretched hard on the sofa, murmured with a comfortable and contented look on her face.

"Well....."

"After all, Auntie has tried her best." Maria sat aside, carefully helping Zofia apply the ointment. If the bruises left by the special training are not treated early, they may become internal injuries that affect her life in the future.

In comparison, the battle with Roy didn't seem as tragic as imagined, and hardly left any decent scars.

"But I try so hard, but I still can't change your little mouth!" Zofia glared at Maria fiercely, "Call me sister, call me sister, I've told you so many times, I'm only a few years older than you!"

Maria scratched her head: "Hehe."

"Um......"

Maenna sat aside indifferently, watching the interaction between the two, sighed softly, and said: "It was my mistake this time. I didn't expect that he would use a bow in the competition. The direction of special training was wrong. It's not your fault that you lost so badly."

"I......"

"Misery? Not really, right?" Zofia looked relieved. "The bow was originally one of Roy's weapons. It's not surprising when he chooses to use it. Rather, I'm more concerned about another thing - Maria!"

Zofia's voice suddenly became eerie. Maria trembled all over and asked in panic, "What...what happened? Sister Zofia?"

Do you know how to call me sister now? It’s too late!

Zofia sneered and said, "When Roy and I were competing, I heard Roy say that it was because of Maria's request that he took out the bow and arrow to fight me. Do you have any idea about this?"

"I..." Maria really wanted to say, I wanted Master Roy to let her go, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them.

For someone like my aunt who has a strong sense of self-esteem, letting the opponent slack off is perhaps more shameful than simply "not being as skilled as the other person and having to admit defeat", right?

Not to mention, Master Roy had completely misunderstood me.

It’s better not to say it.

Maria lowered her head with a sad face, looking like she had accepted it. Unexpectedly, Sophia just sat up, gently rubbed her head, and comforted her:

"Well done, Maria. Don't be afraid. The meaning of life is to climb to the top. How can I blame you for a good fight?"

"Yeah, so could you guys please stop ignoring me?" Roy on the side finally found an opportunity to interrupt and shouted loudly, unable to bear it any longer.

He kept saying uh uh hmm ahh for a long time. If you didn't know him, you would think he was some kind of dinner (retard). He couldn't even speak fluently. Every time he wanted to speak, he was interrupted. The whole family of ponies ganged up on him. What, the blonde group is so great? I can dye my hair blue, so why can't I dye it blonde?

Fortunately, his shout did have an effect. Except for Uncle Mainna who got all the questions wrong and lost face, Zofia and Maria turned around and looked at Roy.

Zofia covered her mouth in surprise: "Hey, when did the Meteor Knight come?"

Maria also widened her eyes: "When did Master Roy come to my house?"

Roy: “….”

When did you two awaken your sub-personalities? Didn't I meet you as soon as the game was over and go home together? When we got to the door, little Maria even held the door open for me. Why are you pretending to be confused now?

Seeing Roy's frown, Zofia's mood improved a lot. She waved her hand and said, "Okay, no more jokes. Roy, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Roy looked Zofia up and down and shook his head: "It was there before, but now it's gone."