Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

After relieving Frohn of the cold as agreed, Moshe returned to the dormitory to rest.

The dormitory was pitch black. Dalio curled up in the quilt, snoring softly, and had fallen into a deep sleep.

So he washed up slowly and lay down on the bed, ending a busy and fulfilling day.

There were no changes and the martial arts exam went on as scheduled.

The next morning, before the sun rose, the senior students of the Student Union came to the arena and began to set up the venue.

The arena is located behind the playground and is an open-air building shaped like an open scallop.

Its name is just like its shape, called Scallop Arena.

Inside is a standard circular stepped platform facing the central circular venue.

The venue is now divided into nine equal parts by thick white lines, and numbers are marked on the ground with eye-catching yellow paint.

"We need a table here."

"Ok."

"Where is the sign for the family area?"

"Here, I'll move right in."

Although the senior students were busy, their movements were not at all flustered.

"Colin, is this okay?"

"Put on the light-colored tablecloth and secure the four corners."

"Ah, you're right, there are gusty winds in the forecast today."

"Colin, what's next?"

"You can prepare to enter now."

The young man with dark green medium-length hair and round-frame glasses squinted his slender eyes and kept responding to the questions of the senior students.

In addition to a flame-colored rose metal brooch on his chest, there was also a glittering golden name tag.

Colin Collet, Senior Division, Student Council President.

The students of the academy are more familiar with his other identity, the only son of Viscount Colecotte and the future heir to the First Merchant Group of Renekton.

As he gave the order, the person in charge at the entrance of the arena opened the passage.

The audience waiting outside came in one after another and walked onto the stepped stage.

There were students from different grades, teachers from different departments, and family members of the contestants.

The student union had given directions in advance, and within a quarter of an hour, the seats were already packed with people.

The dean of the academy, Dol Doles Pugliano, appeared unexpectedly and sat at the table covered with a light-colored tablecloth.

Silently and naturally, he blended into the crowd of spectators.

Still dressed in that classical style, with a faint smile on his face.

This scared the students sitting around him. They all sat up straight and lowered their voices for fear of attracting his attention.

In the center of the venue, the host, wearing a black robe and a high ponytail, was repeating the instructions for watching the game.

"When watching the game, please don't make loud noises to avoid affecting the performance of the contestants. Don't use magic, holy sacrifices, aura and other powers. If any abnormal power fluctuations occur, we will immediately terminate the game. If you feel any discomfort, please..."

Because of the use of a magic tool that can amplify the volume, the host's clear and bright voice was able to spread throughout the arena.

"I declare that the preliminary round of the 1106-1107 martial arts exam of the Renekton Royal Academy has officially begun!" As he spoke, the rapid drumbeats gradually became stronger, accompanied by warm applause and cheers, "Please welcome the first group of contestants!"

Finally, the drumstick fell heavily, and the first group of eighteen contestants came to the venues with corresponding numbers according to the match table.

They showed their weapons right from the start, after all, this was one of the purposes of taking the martial arts exam.

Swords, knives, axes, spears... basically all common shapes, but they are more refined than those custom-made in weapon shops.

Colin Collicotte, the president of the Student Union, was one of the student leaders of this martial arts exam. He injected magic power into a spherical magic tool, and the nine venues were immediately separated by an invisible barrier.

This means that the contestants can start to show their strength to the fullest.

In an instant, dust mixed with sand flew into the air, and under the interlaced silver light, strong and powerful bodies were squeezed and collided.

Control magic, attack magic...magic power of various attributes continued to overflow, and bright and gorgeous colors transformed into different shapes.

What are the other contestants doing at this time?

"you……"

On the second-level platform, Dalio looked at the people around him with a complicated expression, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

Don’t ordinary students feel nervous right before an exam?

What's more, he is the talk of the entire college and will definitely attract a lot of attention.

However, why did he look so calm, as if he had experienced this kind of thing many times?

"I'm in the fourth group." Also the last group.

Although many students filled out the registration form on the day of the martial arts exam, after layers of screening, only 72 people finally met the requirements.

Mo Xie placed his hands naturally on his legs, his eyes fixed on the young woman with neat short gray hair who was using a half-hand sword in field No. 7.

Judging from her posture and movements, she should be the strongest person in this group.

Taking into account family background, level of skill, and identity characteristics, there is no huge gap in strength, presenting the audience with a fair and evenly matched duel.

In fact, Moshe's state was not as relaxed and natural as Dalio thought.

Magic power permeates the air, which is commonplace for those who possess the magic spring and not something worthy of special attention.

However, this was a torment for Moxie, who was intolerant to magic.

Every breath he took was like inhaling and exhaling a knife blade. The itchy pain coming from his lungs could only be relieved by weakening his body sensation.

It is not a good idea to temporarily stay away from this magical place and wait to come back when you are about to enter.

His opponent is also likely to circulate his magic power and use magic to adapt to the symptoms of magic intolerance in advance, so that he can better concentrate his mental power and maintain the perception field of vision for a longer time.

No one noticed anything unusual about him.

Even Dalio, who was sitting next to him, only noticed that he rarely spoke.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the sun had already arrived directly above the Scallop Arena, casting a dazzling and scorching light, making people feel restless.

During the meal break, Dalio shared with Moshe the chocolate pie he had bought in the cafeteria after queuing up for it, and said he would buy a few more next time.

Then finally, the third group's games were all over, and it was time for the final stage of today's schedule.

"Next, please invite the fourth group of contestants to enter!"

Accompanied by warm applause and cheers, Moshe followed his group into the venue, then walked to position nine and stood still.

The opponent was a small girl holding a rapier.

"H-hello..."

"Hello." Mo Xie gave a kind smile to his nervous and shy opponent.

"Don't be nervous, kid, you can do it!"

"Baby, go ahead!"

"Sister, come on!"

On the other side, in the family section of the audience stands, it seemed that the girl's parents and younger brother were waving their hands vigorously and cheering for her.

The girl opened her eyes wide instantly, glanced over there, then quickly lowered her head and pursed her lips. Her originally rosy cheeks were now warming up at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a ripe and plump red apple.

He is a child who grew up in the love of his family.

Mo Xie held the pen and thought.