Shape Moon Simulation: Start strategy for the Greek goddess!

"Arrogant! It makes no sense for a magician not to have a good bloodline! You can't do anything with that kind of delusion!"

Kemia was shocked by Moran for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but feel a sense of shame in his heart, which made him immediately become angry.

Before the war started, he was shocked by the opponent's momentum.

Obviously, he This side is the superior one.

After Kenneth took a look around the training ground, he simply stated the rules of the competition to everyone.

This competition is of the nature of an academic discussion.

Conventional magic and rituals are not allowed.

Only enhanced physical bodies can be used. The buffing spells assist the battle.

Both parties need to abide by the point-to-point rule.

Brutal fighting is not allowed in the El-Melloi classroom, and Kenneth will supervise the entire battle process as a referee.

"The above are the rules of this battle. I believe that even the stupidest idiot can't understand it.——"

Kenneth paused and walked outside the training ground.

He looked at both sides who were standing and raised their hands high.

The moment the arm falls.

It's the horn that sounds the beginning of the battle.

"The competition begins!"

Almost at the moment Kenneth shouted, the magic markings on Kemia's body overflowed with magic current.

His legs exploded and he was ejected.

"I want you delusional idiots to understand! I'm just a third-rate magician——！"

Kamia grinned and mocked.

Blessed by magic power, he was as fast as thunder.

In just a few seconds, they rushed to Moran and Webber, their clenched fists condensing a huge amount of magic power.

Everyone realized that Kemea had the upper hand.

Weber didn't even react.

Many people think that Kemea is too fast and cannot catch his movements at Moran's level.

"Classmate Moran.....！"

Camus held the camera tightly in both hands.

The beautiful little face was full of nervousness and worry.

He kept praying in his heart that Weber and Moran would win, and hoped to see how handsome he would look after the victory.

"Let’s start with your annoying face!"

Kemia laughed arrogantly.

He was shocked by Moran's handsome face before, so he attacked him with revenge in mind.

A sandbag-sized fist hit him in the face.

Bang——!!

The punch and The collision of flesh erupted with a dull roar. A heat wave that was enough to shock the soul spread to the outside.

Even Camus did not dare to look directly.

For a moment, she couldn't help but close her eyes.

Although she wanted to believe that Weber and Moran, but there is still a part in his heart that thinks it is difficult for them to defeat reality.

He does not want to see the people he fantasizes about.

He was beaten to the ground with blood by the iron fist called reality.

Boom——!!

The smoke and dust stirred up by the strong wind fell on the field. Filled the air, a black shadow flew out and hit the marble pillar hard.

The suffocating atmosphere gradually began to spread.

Everyone outside the venue widened their eyes in disbelief, as if they had seen something that subverted reality.

Silence, so quiet It's terrifying.

The training ground is so dead that you can hear a pin drop.

"——How can it be."

The first thing to break the silence was a shocked and trembling voice.

It was full of shock and disbelief.

The smoke and dust lingering in the training ground gradually dissipated, exposing the situation to everyone's eyes.

"The one who was shot away was.....kemia——！？"

Richard was so surprised that his face turned pale.

She was also a member of the El-Melloi classroom, and she was also a member of the group who believed that Moran Weber had no chance of winning.

The result surprised everyone

"Oops, my hand slipped, Kemia, what did you just say you wanted me to see?"

Molan wiped his hands nonchalantly.

His right fist was stained with bright red blood.

Weber was completely confused.

He looked around and didn't know what was going on.

"Huh?"

Kenneth's eyes lit up and he stroked his chin.

He had just watched every minute of the battle.

If he wanted to sum up what he saw in one word - it was vigor.

Moran saw through the opponent's thrust and was unable to change the direction.

Here, Moran chose not to evade, but to counterattack head-on.

He turned his head to dodge the fist in the limit of a few tenths of a second, and then connected with the fist to hit Kemiya's abdomen.

The magic power circulated and the power was restrained.

In conjunction with the reaction force and Delicate operation.

This set of powerful output was completed in a thousandth of a second.

Simply, it was smooth and smooth. It wasn't until Kemia was blasted away by the exploding magic fist that Kenneth realized that he had forgotten to breathe.

"This efficient magic operation and rich combat experience are something few people can achieve even in the Clock Tower.......Perfect!"

Kenneth couldn't help but praise.

However, this level of perfection also made him think.

At that moment, Moran seemed not to be an ordinary student in the classroom, but a warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles.

Just like the Saint Church. Like an agent.

Refine all parts of your body into weapons for battle.

"Um.....Kemea was unconscious and unable to fight. Get a few people and move him to the medical room for treatment."

Kenneth came under the stone pillar.

He saw Kemia's entire body embedded in the stone pillar.

You must know that this stone pillar was blessed by a magician's magic and could withstand the impact of a truck without moving. However, in the end, Kemia was almost hit by it. The whole root broke.

One can imagine how strong Moran is.

If the magician did not rely on magic to strengthen his body during the battle, the physique of an ordinary person would not have exploded on the spot.

"Well.....You guy! What exactly did you do! ?"

Amleth came back to his senses and shouted in panic.

He couldn't believe that Kemea was killed with just one punch.

The opponent was a model student at the same level as him!

It was a new era magic recognized by Teacher Kenneth. Teacher!

How is it possible! How could it be like this!?

This kind of outrageous mistake cannot happen in reality!

"What have you done? Um? Didn't you see clearly?"

Molan put his hands on his hips, pretending to be confused. He was as relaxed as walking on the street, as if he had just done something insignificant.

"Moran, was it you who beat Kemia away?"

"What else? As I said, the water will come and the earth will cover up the troops. Weber, just wait and receive the award with me."

"Receive the award....Hahaha....."

Moran also chatted with Weber leisurely.

It was as if they were not experiencing any challenges.

Completely ignoring his opponent Amres

"Gu! impossible!

How could Kemea be given to a third-rate person like you! Teacher Kenneth! There must be something wrong!"

Of course Amrez can't admit it.

He can't say that he didn't see anything clearly just now. He can't even capture and analyze the battle process.

I'm afraid he won't be completely embarrassed by saying it. He definitely doesn't want this kind of humiliation. may withstand.....

Ps: As I explained in the comments, I’m too tired. There are only a dozen chapters in the modern chapter, and I’ll finish it very quickly tomorrow at the earliest. Hey.

As for the protagonist being too idle to argue with Kenneth, this is an issue that touches on the protagonist's principles.

What the protagonist is against is not the theory of blood.

What he opposed was the conclusion that innateness completely determines everything.

It's true that the protagonist's ability was obtained through simulation using a simulator, but it was the result of twenty-six years of hard work and blood and sweat, and the achievement of various legends and achievements.

He has extremely strong action ability and vision, and there is no problem in directly participating in the Holy Grail War, but his personality before the simulation was relatively unreliable.

Kenneth's definition of innateness is too absolute, so the protagonist thinks that he is too stubborn and refutes it. Considering that the protagonist has just come back from the simulation, and he has twenty-six years of heroic memories of resisting his innate destiny, it would be strange that he doesn't refute Kenneth.

Think about it, if I always do reading comprehension.

You will definitely be chased and scolded, and this is definitely not what you want to see. The number of words explained now allows me to add one more chapter.

I still have to think about this while rushing to write.

Recently I basically don’t go to bed until two or three in the morning.

I'm tired, really tired.

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