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Not only Ron, even the people in dorm 302 were shocked, especially the boys. Seeing the envious expression on Ron's face, the noble princess of a country took the initiative to lower her body, imploringly wanting to be friends with Ron.

"Something's off!" Ron quickly tried to figure out what was going on and shook his head. "Miss Hera, if you're trying to achieve something in the semi-finals, I think you're looking for the wrong guy …"

Hearing what Ron said, everyone came to a realization. Could it be that Hera wanted to win the championships by plotting against the beautiful Rönn? He couldn't help but look down on her.

He could not help but sigh at the fact that Ron's relationship with women was quite good. Shaya, Cardina, Aurora, these were all rare beauties. Especially Shaya and Cardina, they would not put on airs with men, but they were very interested in Ron. He had only been in the academy for a short period of time, why did it seem as though all of the beauties had arrived by his side?

Hera was stunned. She knew that Ron must have misunderstood her, so she smiled and said, "Don't worry, Ron, I don't think so. To be honest, I don't care about the rewards for the championship. "Even more so, I don't want to fight for it …"

It seemed that I was overthinking things. How could a princess value such a thing? Rönn was relieved and smiled, "Miss Hera, I have misunderstood. If it wasn't for this matter, I think I can promise you that …"

Hera's face finally lit up. "That's great. From today onwards, we will be friends …"

"Is that so..." Ron laughed. "I wish I had a friend like you, too!"

At this moment, the awkward atmosphere from before was finally cleared away. The fatty displayed his mature personality and enthusiastically invited Hera to take a seat, which was rejected by her.

At this moment, Hera rolled her eyes and smiled, finally revealing her true purpose. "Ron, if you have the time, you can consider my trip to the Kingdom of Moran. As your classmate, I will personally come out to receive you …"

"This..." Ron hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "No problem. I'll be your guest when I have time!"

Ron didn't say anything more. He just said that he had time. Only God knew when.

Seeing that Ron had agreed, Hera seemed very happy. "Then it's a deal. On behalf of the Moran Kingdom, I welcome you here!"

After saying that, he felt that something wasn't right, "I have to add, of course, all of you in dorm 302 are my good friends, I also want to welcome you here …"

Hera's meaning was obvious to everyone, she was mainly inviting Ron, and everyone else was on the way.

After saying that, Hera pulled up her skirt and gracefully bowed. "Sorry for disturbing you, but I'll be leaving then!"

Ron nodded, Hera smiled, then turned and left.

After Hera left, a wave of shocked voices burst out from the dining table. One of them, Fatty, said, "Ron, Ron, you're really something, even Princess Hera is hooked up with you. She's the future Queen of the Kingdom of Moran, if you marry her, you'll immediately become her husband …"

Manny laughed and said, "That's right, to think that Ron would be favored by Her Majesty the Queen. This is lucky, it really makes one envious …"

Ron didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "What the heck, she said she was just a friend. What about the queen's husband? "Isn't it too far? Besides, I don't know what's going on. To be honest, I've only met her twice. Both times, she asked me what's Moody's name …"

Manny laughed and said, "What's this called? "Love at first sight, who would've thought that Hera, who was like an icy beauty, would be so passionate and passionate. Confessing after meeting her twice …"

Fatty's face was filled with regret, "Aiyee, you're so infuriating compared to me, eh …" I believe in love again. "

Ron was speechless.

But Aurora's expression was solemn. "Ron, with Hera's personality, she rarely makes such a move. I think you should be more careful …"

Rönn also felt that Hera's actions were strange. Logically speaking, the princess of a country shouldn't rush over like this. He nodded and said, "I'll be careful, but I don't think she has any ill intentions …"

… ….

"Hera, what are you doing over there? Declaring war? " a woman asked with a grin, holding her gently by the shoulder.

"Declaring war? I wouldn't be so bored! "

"Then what were you doing there?" Sister Hera, I've known you for three years. It seems that you've always been cold to everyone, and even more so to men. I can see that you're having fun with the boss of dorm 302, Ron. The woman continued to ask with a smile.

"Fuck you!" Hera glared at him. "I'm not as dirty as you think …"

"Hahaha …" A burst of cheerful laughter rose from the dormitory, causing all the students in the dining hall to raise their eyebrows.

But she obviously didn't want to go on this topic. Hera raised her pretty eyes and looked at Ron in the distance, a flicker of doubt in her eyes. Why did this Ron look so much like him?

… ….

The top four tournament of Barovacs Academy was watched by ten thousand people. The crowded stands were already filled with a black mass of heads. The top four tournament not only represented money, honor, and strength, but also decided the fate of the contestants.

Those who were able to break out from the several thousand students were naturally not ordinary characters. They were geniuses that tens of thousands of people looked up to, and their accomplishments were immeasurable. Those who managed to break out from the semifinals would definitely be recruited by the various families and powers.

For example, it was because he had obtained the title of the first Holy Knight that the Holy Church attached great importance to him. Not only did he recruit him, but he was even conferred the title of Holy Son and spent a lot of effort to nurture him.

The top four teams, Merklin, Khafir, and Hera were last year's champions. Today, they had a new competitor, Ron.

Haverhill's face was expressionless, but his gaze on Ron was a little menacing, which made Ron extremely uncomfortable. Haverill was fine, but he was surprised to find that Merklin's attitude was the same. Ron had somehow offended him.

Only Hera smiled at him, and Ron felt a warm feeling in his chest.

The drawing of the semi-finals was presided over by Pratz, who swept the crowd with a fierce gaze before finally stopping on Ron. He nodded and said, "The drawing of the semi-finals will now begin!"

"Let's begin the drawing of lots!" One of the coaches nodded and said to the four.

The result of the draw came out quickly, with Ron versus Haverill in the first round and Merklein versus Hera in the second.

Khafir and Ron looked at each other, envious of each other.

Merklin's face darkened a little, and he glanced at Ron out of the corner of his eye with a hint of murderous intent in his voice. He gave a cold snort, thinking to himself, I'll let you live a little longer.

Not long after drawing lots, the first round of the semi-finals officially began. In the arena of the first competition, dorm 302 and Room 678 were already standing together. They took out their weapons from their space bags and prepared for battle.

Due to the grudge between the two dorms, the atmosphere was very tense and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

The coach glanced at the two sides and lightly said, "Everyone knows the rules. I won't repeat them here. Now the match begins …"

"Wait …"

Before the instructor could finish his words, Khafir suddenly raised his hand, interrupting his words.

The professor turned to look at him and asked, "Khafir, do you have any other questions?"

"Ron, I have a suggestion. I don't know if you'll accept it or not."

Hefels abruptly turned on Ron, catching Room 302 a little unawares, and they had no idea what he was up to in his gourd.

Ron was calm.

"I'll fight you one on one!" "Ron, I'm going to fight you one-on-one in place of this group fight."

What?

Not only was Ron stunned, even the people in dorm 302 and the referee were also stunned. They had never expected that Khafir would make such a request.

Only the faces of the people in the Haverill dorm remained the same. It seemed that they had already known what he was planning to do.

Ron's eyes narrowed.

In terms of strength, it was naturally Haifis' dorm that held the upper hand. They had all their jobs, were powerful, and were not inferior to the academy's number one dorm 787. Just last year, the difference between them was only luck.

As for Ron's room 302, it only had seven people, and three of them were at the intern level. It was mainly supported by him and Aurora, so if they were to fight in a group battle, he would lose without a doubt.

He had fought with Khafir, and neither side was able to do anything to the other. Now that he had suddenly proposed a one-on-one duel, what was the purpose of this duel?

When Ron didn't respond for a long time, he said impatiently, "Ron, what's your decision? "Be more straightforward, don't be so impulsive …"

Ron and Aurora looked at each other and took a deep breath. Don't you guys have an advantage in group battles? "

"Indeed, I have an advantage in group battles, but that doesn't mean anything to me …"

"No point?" Ron frowned slightly.

"That's right!" Khafir smiled and said, "Defeating dorm 302 but not really defeating you has no meaning to me."

Ron hesitated.

"I have no complaints!" "Don't squeak here, Ron, do you dare?"

"This..." Ron turned to look at Aurora, then at the others in Room 302.

"Ron, accept his challenge. I'm sure you won't lose!"

"That's right..."

"Ron! "Good luck..."

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