Chapter 299 The Race Begins!

"This level is really exciting," Alphard commented while sitting behind Nelson with a piece of pizza that came from nowhere. "It's like an old wizard's tomb or a tunnel in a treasure cave."

"I agree," Nelson was finally able to sit in the audience to watch the game, he stretched comfortably, and his right hand just hit the nose of Alphard who bowed his head, "but I have a question, is my pass Isn't it exciting enough?"

"Exciting! Exciting! I love Alexander so much! I also suggested that my father order one from you." Alphard covered his sore nose with one hand, waved the other, and said in a low voice, "But no Do you know the sense of substitution? Just like when you read a book, everyone goes there with a sense of substitution. Few people like to read a story about an unlucky guy being tortured constantly, you understand."

"So it was you who came up with that bad idea." Nelson shook his head and scanned the people in the lecture theater. The judges and guests had already taken their seats, and the commentator was slapping the wand in front of him to test the sound.

"Hey, the game is about to start, can you hear me?"

"What are you looking at?" Alphard swallowed the last piece of pizza, took out another piece from his pocket, handed it to Nelson, and asked, "I think Tom will win this game, I decided, if halfway through he can Five meters ahead, I'll go back to sleep."

"It's nothing, let me see who's coming... By the way, have you seen Chris? Tom's sister, Christian Jewell." Nelson replied absent-mindedly, in order for Alphad to hear him clearly, he deliberately Repeated Christian's full name, "Until the last moment, no one knows who the final winner is."

"I know who it is, but I didn't see it," Alphard shook his head, "Nelson, prophets can't talk nonsense."

"You have to know that this kind of competition for the first place is not the first place, but to see if you can pull down the opponent in front of you."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a loud bang at the starting point, and a colored ball above Tom's head exploded, dropping streamers enough to bury him. This unique starting gun made the audience laugh out loud.

"Since Tom Riddle Warrior took the first place in the first round, he has the right to start first. Of course, due to the limited space, his first-mover advantage is only one minute. Let's see in the What will he do in one minute?" The commentator quickly entered the state, "The game has begun, based on my understanding of the warrior Riddle, he is good at precise magic and speed, and it is very likely that he will borrow This opportunity will widen the gap with the other two, after all, for wizards who can fly over walls, a mere dagger can only be regarded as an ornament."

Tom looked at the other two warriors around him, greeted them, and stepped onto the track.

The horizontal perspective made Tom's actions and progress clearer in the eyes of the audience. He shook his shoulders, let the ribbons on his body fall to the ground, and stepped on the floor composed of daggers unhurriedly.

"Adornment?" Tom sneered. Nelson had already shown him the dagger brought by the question mark. With the cold weapon of magic, even the pace has become cautious.

But in the eyes of outsiders, Tom's slow pace is like a gentleman walking after a meal. He did not seize the opportunity to make a run as the commentator guessed, nor did he create obstacles for the subsequent players as some spectators imagined. , more like waiting for them, eager to face a fair game.

Tom's leather shoes stepped on the point of the knife like walking on the ground. The sole of the shoe was not inserted at all, and the gleaming cold light under his feet seemed to be just an illusion, and it could not hurt him at all. The knowledgeable commentary said:

"We checked these daggers before the game, and they are very sharp. We know that the tip of the knife is easier to pierce obstacles than the blade. The Riddle Warrior should have used the Hardening Curse on the sole of the shoe and the Lightning Curse on himself. ——This kind of spell was rarely learned deliberately after the birth of its improved version of the floating spell, which is enough to show that this player has a wide range of spell knowledge."

The commentator talked eloquently, and he took extra lessons in the middle of the two games. The improvement of his professional level was immediate. Even Nelson couldn't stop nodding when he heard it, "Tom's Lightning Curse is not strictly a Levitation Curse. In the predecessor, the principles of the two are similar, but there is no strict inheritance relationship, and the advantage of using the lightness spell here is that there will be no danger of losing balance due to the release of the floating spell on oneself."

"I see," Nelson turned his head. The new voice was familiar yet unfamiliar. It turned out to be the round-headed, immature-faced Moody. He looked at Tom with admiration and longing, and asked , "Senior Williams, can't Senior Riddle fly? Why didn't he choose to fly?"

"Uh... Moody, you should call me Nelson, Mr. Williams sounds like a wizard who only married in his forties or fifties and only likes magical animals," Nelson glanced out of the corner of his eye. Tina walked into Newt in the lecture theater, he raised his voice, causing Newt to look at him and shake his fist, then pulled Tina towards Nelson, "Tom can indeed fly, but in this small space Flying can be dangerous, and on the other hand, it’s something to be aware of in your future adventures away from school.”

"Okay, Senior Nelson, what's the problem?"

"Okay," Nelson didn't bother to correct Moody's address, he said seriously with a frightened expression on his face, "When you venture into the forest or other uninhabited places and find that the ground is dangerous but the sky is peaceful, you must Double-check before deciding whether to take a shortcut, as calm skies often mean there are more dangerous predators out there."

"But there are no birds in the corridor, and no dragons."

"You can't be so short-sighted, Moody," Nelson pointed to Tom, and said, "If these knives are purely to hinder the direction of progress, why are Tom's everywhere? Could it be that the race party predicted that someone would Become a gecko and climb against the ceiling? You see, it's already obvious."

"Obviously? Sorry, I didn't—"

"The last two players are about to start," Ludwig and Margaret stepped onto the track with the explosion of another colored ball, but their positions were very interesting, and Margaret actually lined up. Behind Ludwig, Nelson continued to explain, "Why didn't Margaret, who scored the second highest, start with the second pick? The competition has already told us the format they want to see, Luther Vig can fly, he will definitely choose this way of chasing points quickly."

After all, Ludwig stretched out his hand and firmly grasped his left shoulder. His hand turned into a sharp claw and inserted into his shoulder with a force that ordinary people could hardly achieve. Immediately afterwards, two huge claws The bat wings spread out behind his back, and Ludwig kicked hard on the ground, jumped up, waved his wings, and rushed towards Tom's back.

"Wow! Ludwig Kant showed us the magic that he used in the first round of the competition, using the magic of magical animals, but the pre-match staff have obviously checked his belongings, it seems He has a special way of summoning," the voice of the commentary sounded at the right time, "Oh! He is very fast, like a black lightning, but—oh my god!"

"Look, that's what I said. Since human beings can't fly by nature, we have to be more in awe of the sky." Nelson turned his head, and what was reflected in the stunned Moody's pupils was exactly what Ludwig was killed by countless times. The scene of wrapping the dagger that fell from the sky, "These traps are very obvious. If you can't even see them, you must be more careful when you go out in the future."

Tom turned sideways slightly, saw Ludwig who was pierced like a hedgehog by the dagger, turned his head back blankly, and continued to move forward at his own pace, only half of the dagger section had gone, waiting for him in front of him Instead, there will be ballistas surrounded in all directions and throwing axes tied to slings, swinging back and forth, whistling dangerously.

Behind Tom, the seemingly distressed Ludwig was actually not that distressed. His initial sprint really narrowed the distance with Tom. Although those daggers did pierce the wings that wrapped him, they did not What harm did he do to himself.

Ludwig let go of his right hand stuck on his left shoulder, and the wings on his back suddenly shriveled, turning into a slender residue like decayed dead wood in a few seconds, together with the dagger stuck on the wing Controlled by the magic wand, he threw it forward to Tom.

At the same time, he lost his momentum and fell on the ground, rolling on the spot, unexpectedly becoming smaller and smaller in the air, and disappeared into the knife array on the floor like a big black mouse.

"The Kant warrior chose to abandon his wings and attack Riddle who was far ahead!" The commentator exclaimed loudly, "Is that Animagus? He actually used such a method to instantly reverse his disadvantaged position! You know— —”

"You know, the person who comes in second must be the most dangerous," Nelson went on to explain, "He has to face the ambush set by the leader, and usually let the third person take advantage of the thunder, but also face the danger." For Margaret's possible attack, this situation of being attacked from both sides is actually the most dangerous."

I don't know when, a large group of people surrounded Nelson, including Tina and Newt. The two of them politely asked the classmates around Nelson to leave, and forcibly changed seats with them.

"Nelson, aren't you..." Newt paused and asked, "Has Albus ever taught the best student in Transfiguration? Was Kant an Animagus?"

"Probably not." Nelson shook his head, "This should be a form of transformation magic that is less difficult. Skilled Animagus can move freely in the animal state and even use magic. Ludwig becomes a A bat can't fly, it's running around like a big black mouse, it's obviously not adapted to this body, and... I don't know if you noticed it's useless, his form is a supersonic bat, Animag Seldom ever turns into a magical beast."

"Yes, it is indeed a supersonic bat." Newt looked carefully at the big black mouse on the field, and nodded, "I don't like this kid, he is too rough with the magical animals he raises, oh, and Remember to tell him, Tom, that I hate him."

"Senior Newt, Tom has already repented. He vowed to set up a magical animal protection organization in the future when he has money," Nelson said nonsense with certainty. "He's even willing to lend you the basilisk for a few days to study."

"Oh?" Newt's eyes lit up suddenly, he coughed twice under Tina's reminder, and said, "For the sake of his recognition of his mistakes, I'll forgive him and continue watching the game , why is Tom still so tepid today?"

On the field, Tom frowned as he watched the flying knives coming from behind him. He finally pulled out his wand and waved it reluctantly. Then, a big black mouse came from the knife formation not far away. He flew up, right in the middle of Tom and the flying knife.

"When you choose to be weak, your fate is controlled by others," Tom shook his head and said disappointedly, "Kant, is the guy who led me to charge the giant dead? Why can I only become a mouse?" Hiding in Tibet?"

The restrained black bat squeaked twice in mid-air. When the flying knife approached, he put down the spell. Ludwig's control was released and he fell straight to the ground, but he was still on the trajectory of the flying knife.

After doing all this, Tom turned his head directly, facing the checkpoint ahead, completely useless to defend his back.

He only heard a piercing scream from the supersonic bat behind him, which quickly transformed into a human roar. Ludwig appeared in mid-air, opened his proud iron armor, and with a burst of rain There was a thunderous collision, and all those flying knives were blocked by his barrier, and Ludwig, who was hit by the impact, also smashed towards Tom's back.

But he quickly lost momentum in mid-air, and fell straight to the ground. Ludwig, who had no time to find his balance in the air, only had time to hug his head, thicken the barrier, and smashed hard into the forest of knives on the ground. His hard barrier collided with the equally strong dagger, sparking dazzling sparks. Tom still didn't look back. He stood in front of a small piece of twisting grass at the end of the knife formation, and looked down at the plants under his feet.

Ludwig staggered up from the ground behind him. His barrier was not broken, and the dagger stuck in the ground was not broken. Only the ground of the corridor was hurt, as if it had been plowed, and there were scattered stones everywhere. block and the dagger stuck in the stone.

He raised his head and looked at Tom's back complicatedly. He saw Tom raised his hand, and his body was instantly covered by a layer of dancing hot flames. Then he passed through the grass unharmed and stood on the swishing before the throwing axe.

Holding his left arm with his right hand, he bit his lower lip tightly.

"boom!"

Another colored ball broke, and Marguerite put on her glasses and set off.