Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 72 Advance to the Finals
The knight's movement of swinging the sword stopped immediately, and his bitter voice came from the steel helmet: "I lost."

The host's well-dressed and strong man also didn't react, and he stuttered a little: "Ah, this, uh, the Rose Sword Academy wins this competition!"

The fight between dragons and tigers in the minds of the audience did not happen, and the winner was decided after only three or four rounds, and there was an uproar in the arena:
"What's the situation, why did you admit defeat?"

"Isn't this sword blocked? Why did you admit defeat?"

"Stop the fart! The blade is stuck to the neck, can you not admit defeat?"

"I also saw clearly that the sword body was deformed and turned into a bend, avoiding the shield."

"Is it a special soft sword? How could the rapier be so soft?"

"It doesn't seem to be it, it is the standard rapier of Rose College. It has become so soft like this."

"If this sword can be soft or hard, then the sword technique will change a lot. It seems that the Rose Sword Academy is going to rise this time."

There were a few more ordinary competitions. Although the student representatives who took part in the competition worked very hard, everyone was immersed in the strange sword just now, and they were not enthusiastic about these competitions.

Finally, another popular contestant came out of the ring. It was a handsome young man with a very temperament. He was holding a violin in his hand and wearing a high-end and luxurious dress, and slowly walked onto the ring.

From what he looked like, it didn't look like he was here for a competition, but more like he was here for a music performance. He is a representative of the Philharmonic Palace.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, a group of girls and young women in the audience took out flowers and threw them on the ring, shouting:

"Paganini, I love you! I love you to death!"

"Master Paganini, I want to hear your serenade!"

"Paganini, come on, come on!"

"Master Paganini, you are the girl of my dreams, please take a look at me."

This made Zhang Ang feel a very strong sense of sight, which is different from those fans who chase stars, and this is a martial arts arena, not a concert.

And the violinist's opponent was a man with heavy makeup on his face and colorful clothes. He threw throwing knives into a circle in the air, which looked very funny.

According to people around him, this is a representative of the Paris Circus, no wonder it is funny, he was originally a clown.

The game officially begins.

The spruce violin was played, and a melodious serenade flowed on the ring.

The clown opened his hand, and the flying knives flying in the air fell into his hand.

Using both hands and feet, he rolled around on the ring, and between the rolls, sharp throwing knives were quickly thrown by him.

These countless flying knives did not have any impact on the violin player, and even the melody was not disturbed by a single note.

Because once these flying knives entered the surroundings of the violinist who ecstatically played, the speed immediately slowed down. Some of them changed direction and shot to both sides, while others fell to the ground powerlessly.

The sound of the violin is gradually getting higher, and the music played is also getting faster.

The clown was still rolling, picked up the throwing knives scattered around and continued to attack.

But the speed of the tumbling became slower and slower, and the throwing knives were not as powerful as before.

The violin finally pulled out a sharp high note and fell silent.

With the explanation of the sound of the piano, the clown also had a pause in rolling, then staggered, fell to the ground, and never got up again.

Na Paganini put away the violin, stroked his chest with one hand, and bowed to the audience.

This time, of course, the Philharmonic Palace won.

"What's going on here? You just fell down and passed out because you didn't touch anything?" Zhang Ang couldn't help but ask the person next to him.

"Ah, you are from another place, don't you know? The sound wave martial art of the Philharmonic Palace is so weird. It can shake the surrounding air and disturb other people's internal breath. If you reach the master level, you can even emit invisible sound waves. Inner strength, without the blessing of inner strength, a steel shield can shatter you. It is our top-notch martial art in Paris." The passer-by talked eloquently, like a treasure.

After several rounds of competition, half of the colleges were eliminated, and the other half successfully advanced, starting the second round.

According to Zhang Ang's scanning observation, most of these contestants are great warriors, and very few are masters. The strong man from the Iron Tower Academy, the violinist from the Philharmonic Palace, and the braided senior sister from the Rose Sword Academy are the most powerful among them. Strong three master masters.

Not surprisingly, the first place in the field will be produced among these three people.

In the second round, the three didn't meet each other, they just eliminated some small colleges.

In the third round, the towering man met the violinist.

It was the same serenade, but the result was completely different. The sound waves that disturbed the internal force had no effect on the strong man in the iron tower.

After being approached by the strong man, the violin player graciously conceded defeat and walked off the ring amidst the consolation of the fans.

"Hey, these tough guys have trained their internal strength into their muscles. This sound wave skill can't disturb it at all. It was the same last year. If you encounter the Iron Tower Academy, you will lose. There is no second result." The passerby next to Zhang Ang kept chattering.

After several more rounds, it was finally the turn of the braided senior sister and the iron tower brawny.

As soon as the competition started, the brawny man rushed over with his big palm-like hands, trying to grab the braided senior, but the senior avoided it with dexterous steps.

During the gap of avoidance, the silver-white sword shadow poured out towards the strong man, and countless "ding, ding, ding, ding" sounds rang out.

The strong man protected his head and face, and it was a continuous savage collision, but the senior didn't panic at all, she still dodged calmly, and continuously poured attacks on the same part of the strong man's body.

The bronze-colored skin of the brawny man gradually turned livid, and then a little bright red.

The strong man roared, and his giant palms frantically moved around his body, trying to grab the silver rapier.

However, the silver-white sword shadow constantly changed its shape in the air, as flexible as a flying silver snake, slipping out of the strong man's palm countless times, still swaying endless stabs.

Finally, the bronze-colored steel muscles were broken through, and a shallow wound appeared on the strong man's chest.

And then the second, and the third.
On the back, arms, thighs, wounds emerged one after another.

As time passed, the strong man was covered in blood, and his waving giant palm became weak.

Senior sister is not relaxed either. During the extremely fast exercise, sweat keeps flowing out, her hair is tightly attached to her forehead, and her white swordsman uniform has already been wet.

But her sword movement is still extremely fast and changeable, disintegrating the last resistance of the strong man.

Finally, the tower-like strong man fell into a pool of blood and was carried down for treatment.

With a tired body, the braided senior defeated two lucky people from other colleges, became the No.1 in the West Arena, and advanced to the finals.

After another period of rest, the other three venues also ended their games.

The four finalists were gathered in the general ring under the Eiffel Tower.

Different from usual, this year's four promotions are all delicate and beautiful girls, and there is not even a single boy.

And all three of them were wearing identical white swordsman uniforms with bright red roses embroidered on them.

(End of this chapter)