Chapter 112: Not Enough, Nonopelin (Asking for Guaranteed Monthly Pass)

Ronan shook Travis off like a scrap of trash.

Surrounded by ice and snow, he calmly broke through the light of the rune circles around the competition arena and flew down the field.

"Ronan Damien wins."

The silver bat spoke slowly.

A huge storm of uproar brewed in an instant.

Shock, astonishment, disbelief, disbelief. Of course, there is also admiration, awe, and gloomy fear.

All kinds of eyes focused on Ronan at the same time, and the halo that once belonged to Travis was now transferred to him, and became even brighter.

No one expected Travis to lose.

This is the stage he carefully built for himself.

First round, first game.

The other Ring of Magic wizards who were also in the first round didn't even compete against each other. This was the effect Travis wanted - to gain everyone's attention.

Using the battle to obtain the Nightmare Tungsten Steel, he announced to everyone that he was officially launching his crusade towards the top ten.

Can bear fruit.

Travis had just taken the first step on this road to conquer the top ten when he fell.

And he was still defeated by someone who jumped up the ranks.

Level 1: Comprehend the power of three extraordinary legal domains, double legal domains and superimposed domains

At this moment, the magic circle wizards present seemed to see a bright new star rising.

How dazzling the light gathered on Ronan's body was, how ugly some people's faces were.

Among the crowd watching the battle, a group of Travis' followers headed by Lynch were as if they had eaten a hundred big-headed flies in one go. They were extremely shocked, indescribably extremely uncomfortable, and inexplicable. A sense of tension and fear.

Some people had already begun to quietly leave the team, and hurriedly fled the competition square without looking back.

If you look carefully, it's the girl with short green hair who was ordered by Travis to deliberately deceive Ronan on the mission.

Basil stood blankly in the crowd, and there were constant whispers around him reaching his ears. Those words were filled with wonder and incredible. At a certain moment, Basil suddenly felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar, with his left side The scratches and injuries on his cheeks seemed to sting.

The bald man Tulpa's expression remained blank until there was no longer a certain figure in his sight.

"That boy, that boy actually...defeated Travis head-on?!"

Tulpa couldn't help but murmured, and suddenly came to his senses. He suddenly stood up from his seat, but was stopped again by someone.

"You don't want to use the relationship you had during the entry test to make friends with that man named Ronan, do you?"

The fellow wizard asked him with a frown.

"I"

Tulpa opened his mouth but did not answer, but his constantly flashing eyes betrayed some of his inner thoughts.

He does have this plan.

"Wait a minute."

The companion whispered: "I remember you said that he and Benigo were working together. Don't forget who Benigo's opponent was?

He is only at the first level and will soon start exploring the secret space of the Garden of Mirrors. It is not certain whether he can withstand this wave of suppression."

Tulpa's expression changed, he hesitated for a moment, and finally sat down again.

But he was unwilling to give up, and there was a voice that kept saying to him: Yes, he is only level one, and that kid named Ronan is only level one, and he can already defeat Travis.

Can Benigo's old rivals really be able to suppress him?

Ronan returned to his original position.

After landing, the crowd in front of them automatically parted to both sides, making way for a passable road. Both sides were filled with looks of shock and awe.

Ronan stood still at the edge and saw the ranking at the top of the fighting ring. His name had replaced Travis and was ranked seventeenth. The identity mark after his name also changed to "Three Rings" ” words.

Both ranking and ring level are only temporary. When the competition selection is over, there will be a more fair judgment.

Ronan withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at the rankings.

His expression was calm, without any fluctuations on his face, as if the previous battle had nothing to do with him.

Benigo once said that it was enough to lose brilliantly.

But how can failure be called "bright"?

How can a "bright" failure be worth one ten thousandth of the light of victory?

At this time, the first round of competition has officially begun, and the sound of roaring spells in the competition square comes one after another, but Ronan can still feel that many eyes are falling on him.

He heard others whispering about his name, and his relationship with Benigo was easily spread.

He saw a second-level wizard with a second-level identity who was also a magic circle, smiling, and walked up to him as if he wanted to take the initiative to get to know him and make friends.

But before I could reach him, I heard some rumors about him. I immediately stopped, turned my head and glanced in the direction of the ten meditation towers in the distance, and then hurried away with twinkling eyes.

Ronan squinted his eyes and looked at the sixth name in the sky, then moved it up a little bit and finally lowered his eyes.

“Not enough”

"My light is far from bright enough..."

"This is just the beginning."

After the competition selection of the French Ring begins, you cannot leave the field voluntarily before the first round unless you give up completely.

In the first round of competition, except for the top ten top geniuses who stayed in the Meditation Tower, the rest are mandatory for everyone to participate.

The second round is voluntary.

Wizards who win in the first round can freely challenge in the second round, and of course the challenged can choose to accept or not.

Simply put, the first round of the duel is just a task, and the second round is the real selection.

There are more than a thousand magic ring wizards in total. Except for those who feel that they are defeated and voluntarily give up and admit defeat, it will take a long time to go through a round in the form of two-on-two duels.

Ronan imitated some wizards on the field and condensed the magic nightmare tungsten steel into the shape of a chair. While sitting, he watched the duel on the field to kill the boring waiting time.

After fighting with Travis, he also roughly understood his current strength.

With the despair field superimposed by the double magic domain, plus the law-breaking effect of [Law-breaking Power], even if he does not completely stimulate the power of [Stainless Body], he still has an advantage against the second-level wizards of the third ring level.

Of course, the fact that he can win the battle with Travis so easily has a lot to do with his superficial strength in the late stage of the first level, which is easy to be despised, and the debut of various trump cards.

After the battle with Travis, no one in the entire Seventh Ring is more popular than him. These two invisible advantages no longer exist. Even if he encounters an opponent with similar strength to Travis in the future, it will be more difficult to fight him than to fight Travis.

Everyone will be wary of his methods and even make corresponding countermeasures.

Just thinking about it, Ronan suddenly felt someone approaching.

He looked up quietly, and what came into his sight was a young man with brilliant blond hair and handsome like the sun god.

The mental power naturally emanating from the other party's body was also like the sun, powerful and blazing. He was a second-level wizard, and a second-level wizard stronger than Travis.

"Can we find a place to talk, Ronan?"

The blond handsome young man smiled at Ronan, and his voice was magnetic and charming, giving people a feeling of being in the spring breeze and not being rejected.

He showed a very friendly attitude towards Ronan, and his eyes on Ronan were quite gentle, without any hostility, and even seemed to have some strong sense of closeness.

Ronan thought for a while and nodded.

"Okay."

A moment later, under a blue metal building with a round spire far from the fighting square, a handsome blond youth like the sun god stretched out his hand to Ronan and made a simple self-introduction.

"My name is Nonopelin."

Nonopelin? !

Ronan blinked.

If he remembered correctly, this name was ranked eleventh on the ranking list of the sky in the fighting square just now.

The first person under the fourth ring? !

No wonder he looks much stronger than Travis, after all, his strength ranking is six places higher than Travis.

"What's the matter?"

Ronan looked at the hand that the blond youth stretched out to him, and did not respond.

Nono Perrin didn't seem to mind, he smiled and put his hand down, then slowly said: "No wonder Brother Benny thinks so highly of you, and even gave you his nightmare tungsten steel.

In some ways, you are really like him..."

Ronan narrowed his eyes and whispered: "Brother Benny...?"

Nono Perrin nodded and said with a rather emotional tone: "Yes, Benny and I were once best friends.

He is also someone I respect very much, and he is like a brother to me.

When he was still in the Ring of Magic, he took care of me a lot, and later..."

Nono Perrin's face showed deep complexity and helplessness, and he shook his head and said: "..He That's his character. He doesn't allow anyone to help him, as if that would be an insult to him, especially when he's in a low point.

He's too proud. I once completely lost contact with him and couldn't find him in the entire magic circle.

But he really values ​​you. "

Nono Perrin looked at Ronan with a strange look and said, "He not only returned to everyone's attention for you, but also gave you the nightmare tungsten steel that he regarded as his life.

Did you rekindle his fighting spirit? Ronan.

In any case, I thank you for him. "

Nono Perrin said, and he actually performed a very formal etiquette of gratitude between wizards to Ronan.

For a second-level wizard, and a genius second-level wizard of the third ring level, to perform a ceremony of gratitude to a first-level wizard who is one level lower than himself, this behavior is simply incredible.

"..Speaking of which, Brother Benny once asked me to take care of you, but I accidentally lost the communication stone he left for you..."

Nono Perrin showed a guilty and apologetic expression on his face, but soon, his expression became excited again.

"Fortunately, you let me see it now.

I know who is still thinking about how to target you.

Don't worry, I will stand with you from now on. Those who want to harm you"

Nono Perrin said softly in a calm but firm tone, "Get through me first."

Nono Perrin's words were sincere and earnest, and Ronan seemed to be touched, and he lowered his head silently without speaking.

Nono Perrin's golden amber eyes flashed slightly, and he stretched out his right hand to Ronan again.

"It's nice to meet you, Damien."

He spoke softly, and the surrounding area seemed to become bright and shining because of his words.

Finally, under Nono Perrin's expectant eyes, Ronan looked up.

Then

took a step back.

"Sorry, you may have the wrong person."

Ronan said calmly, "The Benigo I know has never asked anyone to take care of me.

And

He told me that he doesn't have any friends in the French Ring."

After saying that, Ronan turned and left without even looking at Nono Perrin.

Nono Perrin, who was still holding out his hand, had a sincere and expectant smile on his face.

He looked at Ronan's rapidly receding back, his smile gradually withered, and his eyes gradually darkened.

He stood under the shadow of the circular pointed metal building, and there was no light around him at all, no longer bright, and the whole person seemed to be completely integrated with the shadow.

I don't know how long it took.

Nono Perrin walked out of the shadow expressionlessly, and turned back to his bright and dazzling appearance.

He walked in one direction, and the duel in the distant fighting square was still going on. He bypassed the bustling area from a distance, and finally strode into a quiet and deserted area.

This is the bottom of the silver-white tower of the seventh ring. You can clearly see the square tower body of the giant tower flashing with countless rune magic arrays.

The quiet blue light fills every inch of land in this area, and the mysterious breath of runes is everywhere.

After entering, even the mental power becomes much more lively.

Nono Perrin closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the air in this area greedily.

He did not approach the silver-white tower, but walked towards the ten gray-white towers standing next to the silver-white tower, which were arranged in a circle.

A huge blue light ball magic array was suspended on the top of each tower, and the blue light that was scattered around was emitted by the light balls on the top of these towers.

Nono Perrin's eyes lingered on each gray-white tower, and there was a strong jealousy and desire in his eyes.

He walked slowly past several towers and finally stopped in front of the sixth tower.

Approach.

Soon a hoarse and low voice sounded.

"How is it? Did your plan work?"

The voice came from the top of the gray-white tower. Nono Perrin squinted his eyes and could barely see a tall figure in short clothes standing on the top of the tower, looking down at him.

He shook his head and replied: "That kid is more talented than Benigo, and he is much smarter than Benigo. I can't fool him."

"There are people you, Nono Perrin, can't fool."

A sneer came from the top of the tower, not knowing whether it was a sigh or a sarcasm.

Nono Perrin didn't care at all, and said lightly: "What are you going to do now? Deal with him yourself?"

"I think you are crazy."

The hoarse voice at the top of the tower turned cold, "You want me to stand on the tower and challenge the people below?"

"Then wait for him to challenge you?"

Nono Perrin frowned and said: "He is only level one, and he will never make such a stupid decision.

When he has the courage to challenge you, he must be difficult to deal with. Don't forget Benigo back then!"

"So now you are the best candidate."

The figure on the tower spoke lightly.

"Impossible."

Nono Perrin shook his head directly, "There is no need for me to be enemies with him, and I am not sure that I can defeat him in a duel... His strength is really not weak, with two supernatural domains superimposed, and he has mastered a very strange effect, even the extraordinary power of the domain that can easily tear apart the domain force field, I..."

"You don't even have this little confidence, so you are only worthy of hiding outside the tower forever!"

The figure on the tower said coldly and unceremoniously: "Once the fact that you betrayed Benigo is revealed, do you think you can escape his revenge?"

Nono Perrin's face suddenly became ugly, and his eyes flickered.

At this time, suddenly a red ball of light flew down from the top of the tower and came straight towards Nono Perrin.

Nono Perrin subconsciously reached out to catch it, carefully examined the things in his hand, and his face suddenly showed a strong excitement and surprise.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the top of the tower, "This"

"I got this from a talented wizard in Molten Crystal Lake. Its properties are very compatible with you, right?

In the second round, find that kid and "accidentally" beat him to death. I promise to lend it to you until the end of this selection

If you are willing to bear the consequences of accidentally killing someone, it is not impossible to give it to you."

Nono Perrin tightly grasped the red thing in his hand, his face changed rapidly, and his eyes kept wandering back and forth between the gray and white towers in front of him.

In the end, he turned around and left in a hurry with the red thing in his arms without saying a word.

On the tower, a tall young man with long hair and a centipede-like scar on his cheek extending from the left eyebrow to the right corner of his mouth stood quietly. The invisible force field around him was like a huge millstone, slowly grinding and turning, and there were constantly dark brown fragments of light jumping like lightning, exuding a terrifying atmosphere.

The young man narrowed his eyes and looked at Nono Perrin's back as he walked away, with a cold and cold look in his eyes.

"Bannigo, don't even think about coming back to life in front of me in any form."