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On the other side, the fat guy was in danger. His body was already on the verge of collapse and he had exhausted all of his physical strength, but he was still staring with his blood-red eyes. He waved the dark gold level dagger in his hands crazily, forcing the enemy who was trying to get close to him to retreat.

"Room 408 surrendered, Room 302 won …" The academy teacher immediately announced the results of the competition, also stopping the other members from continuing.

"Second and Fifth Brother, are you alright?" Ron reached out to support the crumbling fat man, but by now, the fat man was in a state of confusion.

Startled, Ron ducked out of the way and shouted, "Second and fifth brother, are you crazy?"

The fat man continued to attack Ron as if he hadn't heard, and Ron had to back away.

Suddenly, a fiery red figure appeared by Fatty's side. It was Manny. She raised her heavy shield and smashed it towards the fatty's head.

"Thud —" The fatty was hit, and after a few wobbles, he fell to the ground.

"This …" Ron was flabbergasted, "Is he alright …"

Manny smiled with a look of triumph on her face. She stretched out her hand to stroke her hair, revealing a myriad of emotions. "It's fine, this is how he looks like …"

Ron let out a sigh of relief, and the skeleton warrior on his back disappeared in a cloud of black smoke.

"Cure... Healing Technique... " At that moment, a burst of white light shone from Fatty's body, and Rancy finally released the Healing Skill.

Under the illumination of the white light, Fatty's body quickly recovered. At the very least, there were no longer any injuries on his body. At this moment, he faintly woke up.

Aurora shot him a sidelong glance and snorted coldly. "What's the use of using the healing technique now!"

Lonsim's face turned red from the dryness. "Yes. "I'm sorry..."

"Forget it!" Ron pulled at Aurora. "This should be his psychological problem. Let him slowly overcome it …"

Aurora's face softened when she saw that Ron was speaking up for him.

In the contestant waiting room, Ron and a few others had silently taken off their heavy equipment. After being treated by Ransome, Fatty had already woken up. At this moment, their expressions were filled with the joy of victory.

"Luo …" Boss Ron. "I …" Runsim walked over to Ron, looking embarrassed and hesitant.

Ron knew what he was thinking and patted him on the shoulder.

"But... "I …" Lonsim's guilt was so great that even though Ron didn't blame him, he couldn't forgive himself.

"I don't blame you! I know you don't feel so good about it either! " said Ron with a smile.

Lonsim lowered his head and said weakly, "I... I don't want to, but I. Just nervous, when nervous, hands and feet tremble, the mind is blank, can't think of anything, I don't know why. "It's usually fine..."

Ron couldn't help but feel some sympathy for Ransome, a priest who was slow at healing, and who knew how many of his companions had rolled their eyes at him.

He smiled and said, "Don't blame yourself. I think your problems are mostly psychological. Just try your best to overcome them. Don't worry, we will wait for you. Wait for the day you become an outstanding priest …"

Lonsim's eyes reddened, and he almost burst into tears. Every time he lost, he was mocked and rejected by his teammates, which made him even more frustrated. He almost gave up the clergyman job, but now Ron's words warmed his heart like a spring breeze.

Rönn smiled and patted him on the shoulder, encouraging him, "When fighting, don't be too nervous. Remember, I'm here for everything …"

"En!" Lonsim nodded heavily, and promised himself that he would not let anything slip the next time.

At that moment, the door to the lounge was pushed open, and a familiar figure appeared in Ron's line of sight.

"Instructor Vivian!"

As expected, Teacher Vivian, who was dressed as a Necromancer, appeared in front of Ron.

"Instructor Vivian!"

"Instructor Vivian!"

The others in dorm 302 greeted Vivian. They knew that Vivian was learning true necromancy from Ron, but as a mentor, they couldn't ignore her.

"Hello everyone!" Vivian smiled sweetly. In terms of beauty, she was at least not inferior to Shaya. It was only because her strength was low that her radiance was concealed.

After everyone said their farewells, they all walked to the side. They knew that Teacher Vivian definitely had something to tell Ron. It was a rule of the academy that a teacher and student's conversation was not to be listened to by different occupations.

Vivian sighed, "Ron, you did well. After this battle, regardless of whether it is the academy's higher ups or the students, they have all clearly seen your true strength. I never thought that the ancient necromancy would be this strong. It's not wrong to learn necromancy from you! "

"It's Necromancy, not Ancient Necromancy. We don't have that title!"

"It's my fault. I'm used to it, and I can't change it now!"

"How is your training for Necromancy progressing?"

Vivian smiled, "Much better. Just a few days ago, I finally understood what soul force is. Only now did I realize that the path we have been training in is wrong. Now, we can summon Skeleton Warriors!"

Ron sensed the soul force undulations coming from Vivian's body and said with a smile, "You've improved very quickly. You should be able to break through to a basic necromancer very soon!"

"Really?" Having broken through to become a Primary Necromancer, this meant that she had already become a professional and was no longer an ordinary person without any battle prowess. In reality, Vivian's strength was not even close to that of an ordinary person.

Ron nodded with a smile, "It's true. However, primary Necromancers are just the basics. The path of training for Necromancers will only become harder and harder. I am only a high-level Necromancer. I don't know how long it'll take me to become a Magister."

"Ron, thank you!" A teacher without strength would be looked down upon by others, but from today onwards, it would not be so.

"Thank me for what?" Ron was also a little excited. "We're all working hard to revive Necromancy!"

"By the way, Ron, I have good news for you!"

"What good news?" Ron asked.

"Congratulations, Ron. Your 302 dorm is out!"

"What?" Ron's eyes widened in surprise. "We're out of the league?"

"Yes!" Vivian smiled.

"Great!" When Ron happily relayed the news to everyone, several people in dorm 302 cheered and clapped.

If they qualified, it would mean that they would receive a reward of ten thousand gold coins. This might not be a lot of money, but to them, it was already a huge sum of money.

Fatty raised his hand and said loudly, "I suggest, in order to celebrate the fact that our dorm has qualified, we should have a good spar …"

"Alright... "Alright …"

Fatty's suggestion was approved by everyone.

"Second and fifth brother …" Only Manny walked closer to Fatty with a naughty smile, "Is it you who is treating us?" I declare that I don't have any money! "

Seeing Manny approaching, Fatty felt a sense of unease in his heart. Hearing her speak, the fat on his face trembled, but he still heroically said, "Treat me if you want to treat me. Today is such a happy day, a meal is nothing …" He patted his chest, "This meal... Your father is treating you! "

"Second and Fifth Brother have agreed!" "But the food in the academy's dining hall is really terrible. Besides, there are so many teams going to different competition grounds to get ready for a meal. I'm afraid there aren't any seats left, but let's go eat outside..." She rolled her eyes. "How about we go to the Moulin Rouge?"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" When Fatty heard this, he immediately became listless and said with a crying face, "This … Isn't this asking for my life? "

Seeing the fatty so bored, those few people in dorm 302 shouted, "Alright …" Good... Second and Fifth Brothers have invited us to the Moulin Rouge! " Everyone's faces were red as they teased Fatty.

"Alright... Good... All right... "So what if it's the Moulin Rouge …" Fatty had no choice but to agree and put on a pitiful expression, "If you keep eating this kind of food, I'll go bankrupt. It's really the worst thing that could happen to a group of friends I've known for eight lifetimes!"

"Alright... "It's time for the feast..." Everyone was beaming with joy, except for Fatty, who had a depressed look on his face. They crowded around him as they walked out of the inn.

When Ron saw the fatty's expression, which was akin to that of a dead father and mother, he couldn't help but feel annoyed. He quietly whispered into Aurora's ear, "This …" This... Could it be too difficult for Second and Fifth Bro? "Seems like he really doesn't have much money on him..."

Aurora rolled her eyes. "What?" Could Second and Fifth Bro not have money? Let me tell you, let's not only go to the Moulin Rouge for 10 meals, we can even go to the Moulin Rouge for 100 meals.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Ron said in surprise, "Second and Fifth Brother are so rich?"

"Of course, this damn fatty is a rich second-generation! No …. "The rich generation..." "His family has been doing business since who knows how many generations ago. In his generation, I can't even imagine how much wealth he has accumulated …"

"This damn fatty is the seventh oldest in the family. He has six older sisters, and he is the only legitimate heir to the family! Think about it, how could this fellow lack money? However, this damn fatty is really petty. "

"Oh!" Ron nodded and turned to Vivian. "Professor, shall we go to the Moulin Rouge?"

"No!" I still have things to do, you guys can go. " Vivian smiled and refused. She knew that as a mentor, it would be very reserved if she were to go with them.

"Uh, alright then!" Ron looked a little disappointed. He had always thought that Vivian was very nice to him and cared about him. Chapter error, point this report (registered free)