And the final result of his own Multiple Parallel Skills had a very deep personal style—it seed as if this skill was inherently like this, and everyone had their own understanding.
But the technique the young man was displaying at this mont was distinctly similar to the one he showed at Elpaxin—it was like the first ti he used the Multiple Parallel Skills.
Imitator.
Many words suddenly popped into Fang Hong's mind.
'Arena' 'Contestant' 'Old Copper Nose' 'Southern Region Alchemist Alliance', he suddenly realized, wasn't that exactly where the headquarters of the Southern Region Alchemist Alliance was located, Fanric.
That was where the final match of the Continental League was held.
He imdiately realized who Hilveld's opponent was, what a coincidence.
...
The brief gasps in the hall abruptly died down.
People were watching silently at the young man on the stage. Zheng Yongzai said nothing, only staring blankly at the final result on the Star Sphere.
Sonan Steelbrow rely patted the young man on the shoulder: "Not bad, just a little bit off."
On the Star Sphere, the flash representing the highest point twinkled with the glow of the twisting and winding connection line of Hilveld, starting from the initial point A5 and connecting all the way to the final point. Yet, his glow only stopped at the last mont, just a step away.
He took a gentle breath, couldn't help clenching his fist, privately running countless experints—this was his most perfect display of that person's kind of skill, but in the end, he was still a move short.
He failed.
Vikki was making her way through the crowd, running towards him. Zheng Yongzai adjusted his glasses, subconsciously lowered his head, expecting to be scolded again, but unexpectedly the girl caught his hand: "Yongzai, how, how did you do it?"
"What?"
"That skill."
And the coach had already walked out from behind, separating the two, and spoke: "Zheng Yongzai."
"Coach, I..."
"Let's not talk about that now," the middle-aged man shook his head: "Next, you need to train well, if Eus can't make it, you'll take his place."
The young man widened his eyes: "Wait, but..."
"No buts," the coach replied: "The premise is, you must master that skill, closed training for the next few weeks, let Vikki handle the outside affairs for you."
The girl nodded seriously.
...
In the basent, Hilveld was exhaling a sigh of relief as she put down the Resonance Crystal, wiping the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand. She looked over at Fang Hong with a rare playful smile, sticking out her tongue: "Close call, your little apprentice is really sothing—"
"Little apprentice?"
Fang Hong wondered where this apprentice had co from? He was still a newcor himself.
But it was clear that Hilveld also realized who her opponent was, after all, when she was at Elpaxin, she happened to be present and witnessed that match. She also had a brief encounter with the Ancient Tower Invoker.
anwhile, Ande Ulriel was laughing heartily, obviously with an arrogant deanor: "Old Copper Nose, you actually want to trouble the Albert family's little girl, don't you rember who she is? When her grandfather was researching the Star Sphere, weren't you still drinking milk."
"Nonsense, I'm a Dwarf, my age is surely older than you humans," Sonan Steelbrow was almost furious: "What are you proud of, Old Blacksmith, that's not even your student? Why are you flaunting the Westwood Sibika family's little girl's success, you're not even part of the Westwood Sibika family!"
He shouted loudly: "Where's that useless student of yours? Let him co and match skills with my young people, he might not even be better than the previous match, did you see that young man's technique?"
"Multiple Parallel," Ande Ulriel stroked his beard, obviously recognizing the skill: "You didn't bring the little guy from Elpaxin over, did you?"
Sonan Steelbrow's face turned dark, though he was at odds with this Old Blacksmith, and the Southern Alchemist Alliance was on poor terms with the Northern General Assembly nowadays, after all, he was Colin Ishurian's Alchemist.
Though the young man was impressive, he was ultimately an Ancient Tower person.
He couldn't help but sigh, the news from Elpaxin had barely been sowhat encouraging, and unexpectedly so quickly there was a genius Alchemist from the Ancient Tower who could employ Multiple Parallel Skills.
He didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, changing the subject: "Stop talking nonsense, Old Blacksmith, where's your guy?"
Ande Ulriel then turned back to look at Fang Hong, Hilveld gave him a pleasant surprise, but due to the previous questions, the young man in front of him still made him sowhat uneasy.
He thought if the other side pulled any tricks, his old face would be fully accountable here.
But accountability aside, too late to backtrack now, he could only grumble and reply: "What's the rush? He's here, he won't run away."
The Old Dwarf, familiar with him for years, naturally heard the guilt in his words, laughed out loud, returning the words: "This ti, I'm not in a hurry." Ande Ulriel's face darkened, turning around, watching as Hilveld handed the crystal to Fang Hong.
Fang Hong took the crystal, slightly stunned.
He clearly felt that there were many more people in the 'Magic Power Network' than before, seemingly silently watching this match.
"Do well." Hilveld whispered in his ear.
Fang Hong blushed, involuntarily looking at her, not quite understanding what Hilveld ant by this. However, Miss Ship's Officer seed sowhat unusual today, normally she wouldn't actively participate in such a competition.
But he hadn't reacted yet when a sowhat cold voice ca from the other side of the crystal:
"I'll participate in this match, Mr. Sonan."
Upon hearing this voice, Fang Hong almost instantly, an image of that Korean breeze girl from Elpaxin appeared in his mind.
Speaking of which, was her na Vikki or Vici?
...
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