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Oliveira? Ye Yinzhu felt a little familiar with the name. Sula remembered it. Sula once told him that there are several powerful families in Milan. This young man named Oliveira is the third son of the Violet family, and Roland's biological brother. It is said that he already has the strength equivalent to the Silver Star Dragon Cavalry General and is also the leader of the participating students of the Milan Magic and Martial Arts Academy this time.

After hearing Flod's words, Oliveira's handsome face showed a hint of surprise, and two solid gazes fell on Ye Yinzhu, "Are you Ye Yinzhu? The divine voice boy who injured my sister?"

"I am Ye Yinzhu." If the other party was polite, Ye Yinzhu would definitely call him senior, but it seemed that Oliveira didn't seem to be kind to him.

A cold light flashed in Oliveira's eyes, "Okay, you must be good at defeating my sister in a fair game. However, we are about to enter the battlefield and are comrades-in-arms. You injured your comrades-in-arms before you set out. In the army, this will be a crime of killing. Although we have not officially joined the army, I cannot forgive you like this."

Ye Yinzhu's clear eyes gradually became colder, and she didn't explain anything, but just said coldly: "What do you want?"

Oliveira said: "You are a first-year student. If you impress you with force, others will say that I bully the small ones by the big ones. That's fine, I will give you enough time to prepare magic. As long as you can catch my sword, what happened just now will be fine. Otherwise, please leave the team and stay in the academy."

"Senior, things are not as simple as Flod said." Ma Liang, who was standing beside him, said.

Ye Yinzhu suddenly grabbed his shoulder, shook his head at him, then turned to Oliveira and said, "I will take your sword. But there is no need for preparation time." The descendants of the Zhu Sect were born with pride at this time. Ye Yinzhu would not retreat in the face of challenges. Oliveira did not give him the feeling of being as bad as Flod, at least he was fair.

"Are you going to tell me that you are going to take the initiative fairly?" A hint of admiration appeared in Oliveira's eyes.

Ye Yinzhu didn't say anything, just nodded.

"Brother, forget it." Roland got out of nowhere and grabbed Oliveira's armor.

Oliveira looked at her in surprise and whispered: "Little sister, aren't you speaking out and wanting to teach this kid a lesson? Why, do you regret it again?"

Roland's pretty face turned red and said stutteringly, "Don't you know what kind of character that guy Flod is? He is as proud as a monkey. He is about to set off, so we should not cause more trouble."

Oliveira said seriously: "What I said will never change. You should know this. In front of so many classmates, would you make me retreat? Then how can I, the leader, go ahead. Little sister, get out of the way." When Roland wanted to say something, he just gently sent her into the crowd.

"I'll take you a sword for Ye Yinzhu." A cold voice came out from somewhere. A black figure came to Ye Yinzhu like lightning. Even Olivera couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring. The invisible murderous aura was like a sharp dagger, locking his body.

"Sula." Sura came to Ye Yinzhu. Today he was very different from his previous dress. He was not wearing a school uniform, but a gray warrior uniform. His whole body, his hands and feet were wrapped in the warrior uniform. His short hair was neatly combed behind his head, and his whole body was tight and neat. At this time, he was staring at Oliveira, like a cheetah ready to go.

"Assassin-type?" Oliveira looked at the young man in front of him who looked similar to Ye Yinzhu in surprise. He did not expect that among the lower-grade students, there was still someone who could bring him pressure. The murderous aura, like the substance, could not be trained by just practicing. Perhaps the strength of the student in front of him was not as strong as him, but as an assassin's thunder strike, it must be extremely powerful.

"First grade assassin system, Sura."

Oliveira moved and said, "So you are the genius who is known as a rare encounter in a century. Have you ever been to replace Ye Yinzhu?"

Sula said coldly: "I don't think Yinzhu is at fault. You are not qualified to do this so-called law enforcement."

Oliveira said calmly: "As the leader, I will be responsible for everyone who participated in the war this time. If you want to challenge me, you will be with me at any time. But the punishment for Ye Yinzhu cannot be replaced."

"Then you can pass this level first." Sula's left hand slowly raised and held it in front of her chest. The black angel sighed. Some roommate had already pressed tightly on his left forearm, his body slightly arched, and made a strange T-shaped posture under her feet. The murderous aura suddenly flourished, and the already cold air seemed to have become even colder.

"Sula, I'll do it myself." Ye Yinzhu raised her hand and grabbed Sula's shoulder, gently pulled him behind her, and took a few steps forward and walked towards Oliveira.

Sula was pulled back by Ye Yinzhu, and her body suddenly became stiff. You know, when the assassin was preparing its momentum, no matter where it touched it, it would attract * attacks. But after Ye Yinzhu grabbed his shoulder, Sula felt that a powerful fighting spirit instantly locked his body. The tough fighting spirit actually completely blocked his murderous spirit, making it impossible for him to produce an explosive attack. When did Yinzhu's fighting spirit become so strong? However, he quickly understood that this was Ye Yinzhu telling him that he didn't need to worry about me.

Oliveira nodded to Ye Yinzhu, "Dare to act and behave like a man."

Ye Yinzhu didn't say much, and thought to the students around him, "Who can borrow a heavy sword to me, thank you."

Borrowing a sword? The students around are all elites of all grades of the Milan Magic and Martial Arts Academy, and at this time a big question mark appeared on their heads. They thought to themselves, what is the use of borrowing a sword for you, a magician?

"Idol, let me lend you my sword." Just as Nesta was about to walk out, another man had already handed his heavy sword to Ye Yinzhu one step ahead.

"Is it you?" Ye Yinzhu looked at the other party in surprise. He had a chance to meet this person, named Feischela. He took Ye Yinzhu to the dormitory of the mixed area. He also said that he wanted Ye Yinzhu to introduce the beautiful woman in the divine voice to him.

"Isn't it me? I didn't expect you to be so strong! Not only did you become a divine voice system, but you also won the freshman competition championship. You are really worthy of being my idol. I also participated in the battle this time, so I would like to ask you to take care of you. Unfortunately, I lost to Ma Liang in the semi-finals, otherwise we can still meet on the court." Fischela still looked like she used to be. Although she was tall, she gave people a funny feeling.

Ye Yinzhu's heart moved and lost to Ma Liang in the semifinals. So, Fischela should be the leader of the first-grade heavy sword warrior system.

When you buy a heavy sword, it weighs about 80 kilograms. The thick blade is about 1.5 meters long. The blade on the dark sword is not sharp. Very standard heavy swords are equipped. With the weight of this sword, it does not need to be too sharp.

Fischela retreated, Ye Yinzhu held his heavy sword, dragged the tip of the sword to the ground, and made a gesture of inviting Oliveira with his left hand.
Chapter completed!