Infinite Academy System

Chapter 5
"Please send challengers from each of the drawn tunnels!"

A voice came from the commentary desk, which sounded indifferent and mechanical without any human touch.

The iron fence of Corridor No. 22 was lifted again.

"Beichuan, Angel, it's your turn to play next. Be careful and act carefully. If you encounter an enemy that you really can't defeat, you can admit defeat." Fein glanced at the two people who were ready to go.

"Don't worry! Uncle Finn, I'm not a weakling. As for Brother Beichuan, I will take good care of him!"

Bei Chuan grinned, and thought to himself: This guy really treats him like a child, but he doesn't know that he is not a few years older than Bei Chuan.

Angel, who was usually expressionless, unexpectedly showed a sunny smile, and then walked out of the dark corridor with Beichuan.

"Every time I say this, I end up with scars all over my body. This kid, ugh!" Finn sighed as he looked at their backs in the sun.

"Maybe one day he will be beaten out of here." 'Yi', who was lying on the ground, raised his body and said inexplicably.

"Maybe, he was not ordinary."

Yi was silent.
"Hey! Kid, what weapon do you want?" A man in gray robe said to Angel who was in the lead.

"One-handed sword! And don't call me a kid! Otherwise, I will beat you until you don't even recognize your mother!" Angel shouted angrily.

The expression on the face in the shadow under the gray robe was stuck behind the hood, and then he took a wooden training sword from the weapon rack beside him and threw it at Angel Road.

"Okay! Okay! One-handed sword, right?"

Angel took the training sword and gave it two false chops to Beichuan and walked towards the field.

Just when Beichuan was about to enter the arena, he was unexpectedly stopped by the man in gray robe.

"Sorry sir! According to the regulations here, you cannot bring armor into the field of play."

"Hey! Dude, I got the right to carry armor into the venue by giving up the opportunity to choose a weapon! If you have any questions, you can directly consult with my manager." Beichuan pointed to the entrance of No. 22 corridor.

The gray robe was stunned and secretly thought that this guy was actually going to fight with this thing?Originally, the arena was equipped with wooden swords in order to reduce casualties, and secondly, it allowed players to compete in pure strength and skills with weapons of the same quality. But now this guy in front of him has abandoned his weapons, so he has to rely on What strikes the enemy?Is it a fist?Of course, it’s not like there haven’t been madmen who fought with bare hands on this continent, but that kind of crazy profession disappeared hundreds of years ago, not to mention that those guys are said to be strong and fast, just like a humanoid. Weapons, but look at this guy - he has a disheveled face and a thin body, as if a gust of wind can blow him away. Thinking of this, the gray robe sneered a few times.

"Hehe! Of course! Please come in, sir. Also, please don't die too fast. We will all respect you for a brave fighter. I think next year I may go to your grave to pray for you .”

Listening to the cynicism of the gray-robed man, Bei Chuan just smiled and ignored it.

When Angel saw Beichuan enter the arena, he walked over and put his arm on Beichuan's shoulder and talked to him about his "good combat experience", as if he had been there.

"Listen! Fein has already defeated the 'Stonebreaker', so there should be no more strong managers at the field level. As long as we avoid the first melee stage, we should be able to handle it easily."

Kitagawa rolled his eyes, please!I'm here to fight!Good to cut?You asked me to hide my hair!
Of course, although he thought so in his heart, he said so in his mouth.

"Um, can Angel pass by like this?"

Angel smiled embarrassingly and touched the back of his head: "Uh, what, because the people who stay are stronger, and generally they don't really kill weak people like me."

Beichuan was speechless for a while and said: "Is there any difference? Aren't you still going to be beaten?"

"It's not all like this! I sometimes hit others."

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"The contestants are ready, the real sword duel contest is about to begin."

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"start!"

Although it is not a horse race, the commentary stage actually shouted out the feeling of horse racing.

After the commentary stage announced the start, Angel pulled Bei Chuan and quickly moved towards the nearest corner.
"Hey, hey! Where are you going? Why are you going to the corner?" Bei Chuan didn't expect that this guy doesn't look like a model of a muscular man with explosive power, but he can do it with great strength.

"Take a corner to avoid being mobbed, and the two of us can easily hold off those attackers without worrying about attacks from behind."

Angel explained with his mouth and ran towards the corner without stopping.

Hearing this, Bei Chuan occasionally took a sneak peek, but found that these guys were more restrained than expected, either carefully observing the surrounding situation, or paying attention to occupying favorable terrain like Angel.

After a while of running wildly, the two of them occupied a corner panting.

Beichuan took a breath and looked around cautiously and asked.

"Are they going to keep going like this?"

"Normally not. This group of guys are like sharks in the East China Sea. They are observing that as long as someone shows weakness, someone will attack."

Just as he was talking, two strong men with two-handed swords rushed towards a guy who was alone with a wooden stick.

"Look, are you taking action?"

Angel's face suddenly changed while he was talking.

"Wait—where's the bastard on the 23rd?"

"I haven't seen it since we first came in, how about you?"

"I seemed to see a girl with a white cloth tied on her head."

the other side of the arena

A bald man holding an ax in both hands stared at the surrounding contestants as if they were prey, and those contestants shrank their necks when they saw the big ax in this guy's hand.

"Hey! Stick man! These guys look so weak, I'm not interested at all today." The man with the ax turned his head and said to a middle-aged man with a big stick beside him.

"Don't say that, Ax Man, come and see what I found, look at those two little guys in the corner!"

The stick-wielding man smiled and pointed towards Beichuan and the others.

"Hey! Isn't this the last time we sneaked up on our kid?"

"That's right! Do you want to move?" The stick man smiled cruelly.

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When the two men looked over with malicious eyes, An Heran seemed to feel it and turned his head, not wanting to see the evil smiles of those two.

Angel picked up the one-handed sword in his hand and stabbed Beichuan

"Alas! We seem to be in trouble."

Seeing that their intentions were discovered, the two roared and rushed over. People around saw the ferocious appearance of these two villains and hurriedly backed away.

"It turned out to be the man with the ax and the man with the stick. Did that desperate person offend these two evil spirits?"

"Yesterday! I just happened to see that the boy with the sword knocked out the man with the axe through a sneak attack."

"Huh? Really? Then this kid is finished, these two guys hold a grudge!"

Someone said so.

Seeing the momentum of the two people getting higher and higher as they charged, Angel wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and forced himself to calmly say to Beichuan:
"I will deal with the one with the axe, and you will restrain the one with the stick. If you can't beat it, just admit defeat."

(End of this chapter)