Chapter 13: Third Roll
"You didn't hit his shield, that doesn't count!"
"Right, you can't rule him out!"
"The three major adventuring groups are just trying to force us out so they can swallow our silver coins!"
Faced with such a result, the crowd of adventurers protested.
Because even they themselves were not confident that they could take that second stick.
"Doesn't count?"
The examiner sneered and gently tapped the tip of the stick on number eighty-one's rattan armor.
The originally emerald green and solid rattan armor was now covered in cracks and grayish in color.
By the examiner's gentle point, it turned into crumbs and fell down.
"The real enemies, such as which magical beasts! Will they honestly cooperate with you and only attack the shield? For shield guards.
Your flesh is the most reliable shield!"
The Examiner had once again used the Deterrence skill, plus what he said did make sense.
The crowd of adventurers were simply powerless to refute.
They just didn't hold much hope of passing the screening anymore.
"Go back and practice again, next."
No. eighty-two's Galen was just about to step forward when his arm was gently tugged by No. eighty-three behind him.
Number eighty-three gently reminded, "Man, just forget it if you can't. Two hundred silver coins gone is gone, and you don't look too young, so why bother getting hurt again."
He wasn't the only one, the rest of the adventurers were also budding with the idea of giving up.
Galen laughed, "It's fine, I'll be more merciful."
He had neither the apprehension nor nervousness of the first adventurer on his face.
Nor was he as confident and open as the second adventurer.
What he had was the same calm and collected manner as always.
With a pick of his toes, Galen grasped the round shield in his hands.
He looked at the appraisal officer and opened his mouth, "The first stick is penetration, the second stick is shattering, and I'm curious what your third stick is."
The appraisal officer glanced at the information on his bracelet, and the only trace of caution on his face was replaced by contempt.
"A lower level adventurer? I don't know where this confidence of yours comes from. But I'll let you know how huge the gap is between an underclass and an upperclass adventurer!"
Galen retorted, "Who says that a lower level adventurer has to be weaker than an upper level? If we follow this hierarchical division of adventurers, the giant dragons soaring in the sky are only at the lower level. Could it be that even a giant dragon can't beat you?"
"What kind of crazy talk are you babbling about? Take it!"
The Examiner flicked his wrist, and his long stick stabbed straight out amidst the sound of weng chirping.
This time he struck out with anger, and the speed of the black iron long stick was a few points faster than ever.
Poof!
There were no screams, no cries of pain.
There was only the simple sound of a stick and shield hitting each other.
Setting off this anger-laden stick of the Examination Officer, it also seemed a bit flat.
"How is it possible?"
"It was so simple to take it?"
"Did the Examiner let go of the water?"
Amidst the murmurs, a trace of dismay also flashed across the Examination Officer's eyes.
But he quickly collected his mind, and with a spin and twist, he drove the long stick to whistle and break the wind, smashing down towards Galen's head.
"This time, it's time to shatter."
In the face of this faster stick, Galen was not flustered.
With a reaction speed that surpassed that of all the shield guards present, he lifted his arm and raised his shield in a fraction of a second.
The moment the shield surface touched the long stick, Gaelen felt a shocking force traveling into his arm.
The hand holding the shield violently clenched his fist, and Gaelen's muscles suddenly went from loose to tight, hard as iron.
Bang!
Galen successfully blocked, his body not moving at all.
On the contrary, the Examiner received a recoil, his baguette bounced away uncontrollably, and his footsteps stumbled a little.
This time, the huge force carried by the long stick was visible to all the adventurers.
If they could successfully block it with their shields.
Among the adventurers, there were some who were confident that they could take this blow.
However, if they were as relaxed and calm as Galen, they would never be able to do so!
"Is this guy a monster? Did he even just use the most basic 'Shield Block'?!"
"Did the examiner mispronounce just now? A lower level adventurer? I think he should be an upper level!"
"Eh wait? You guys look at his shield ..."
Under the crowd's gaze, cracks rapidly spread on the small wooden round shield.
Finally, in a crunching sound, the round shield completely shattered.
It shattered into ten or so pieces and scattered all over the ground.
The examiner, who originally had an ugly face, couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth in an arc after seeing this scene.
He shook his head in a pretense of regret, "Oh, it's a pity, you still lost."
Before Galen could speak, the adventurers once again exploded.
"What ah! Letting us take the blame even for the poor quality of the shield? Are the three great adventuring groups unable to afford to lose!"
"I don't know how many people have used this broken shield, if you have the guts, get this old man a new shield!"
"Uncle, I'll lend you my shield!"
The examiner said coldly, "The long stick in my hand is of the same ordinary quality, have you seen me replace it? Moreover, I intentionally left my hand on that stick just now. If it had landed on this person, that shield would have been his downfall."
It was then that Galen finally spoke, "Aren't there three sticks? There's one more stick to make out as well."
The examiner narrowed his eyes, "You won't be allowed to change your equipment during the examination, how do you expect to receive it when your shield is gone?"
Galen unclenched his fist and moved his fingers.
"For a shield guard, flesh is the most reliable shield. Isn't that your original saying."
Galen looked to the guild staff in the training room, overseeing the record keeping.
"The rules don't say you have to use a shield, right?"
The guild staff was somewhat overwhelmed by Galen's words, and he hesitantly said, "It's true that there is no such rule, but ..."
The Examiner lashed out his baguette, and his Intimidate skill covered the entire field.
His eyes stared dangerously at Galen, "Are you sure you want to seek death? For a two hundred silver coins entry fee?"
Gaelen just followed Eighty-One's movements.
He made a "please" gesture towards the examiner.
The examiner didn't say any more and silently backed up to ten paces away.
The black iron long stick in his hand began to rotate.
First, he raised it above his head and slowly rotated it, then the long stick danced against his body, like a black python encircling it, spinning faster and faster.
In the end, it was impossible to tell if the examiner was dancing with his body or if the baguette was wildly using the object to control people.
At this time, only see the shadow not see the stick, hidden wind and thunder sound!
Run away, run away!
Can't stop it! Will die!
The adventurers had the intention to remind them, but under the dual influence of the Examiner's amazing stick dance, as well as the deterrent skill.
They were actually so suppressed that it was difficult for them to even open their mouths!
It was only at this point that they finally realized the true terror of a superior adventurer.
The Examiner was like a humanoid tornado wrapped in the stick momentum.
It crashed towards Galen in a hurry.
Advanced Skill - Storm Stick!
The black iron long stick completed its last spinning acceleration.
Wrapped in the sound of wind and thunder, it swung hard towards Galen's shoulder.
Even if this stick wasn't a direct attack on the vitals.
It was so powerful that it could definitely cause the target to die from serious injuries!
"This third stick, is it just pure acceleration of power?"
With some disappointment, Galen probed his hand and grabbed it.
The roiling shadow of the stick in front of him instantly ceased.
White light smoke rose from Galen's palm, and a long stick was grasped in his hand!
Galen's gloves and a small portion of his arm armor exploded on the spot under this stick.
His palm also became a bloody mess, and crimson blood was slowly dripping down the baguette.
However, these wretchedness could not cover up the miracle that he had displayed at this moment.
Advanced Skill Storm Stick, just like this was caught with his bare hands?
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