.Chapter 733: Put on the battlefield

The first evaluation ended, but the result was still somewhat beyond everyone's expectations. The most eye-catching team this time, the witch in the local Gaso City, jumped to the top of the score list with zero casualties. No other teams had such a result, which can be regarded as an exclusive one.

"Bazaar, can you still persist? Did you use too much spiritual reinforcement just now?" Robben looked at Bazaar with a reproach, "I didn't tell you that although this thing can improve mental strength in a short time, if you use too much at a time, it will put a huge burden on itself."

Bazaar expressed his expression on his face as he admitted his mistake: "Sorry, I didn't listen to your instructions. I think there are many of them, and I'm afraid that it will be troublesome to get entangled, so..."

"Okay, it's not the time to pursue this. How many reinforcement volumes have you used?"

Bazaar thought a little bit on his face: "I don't know much about this... I didn't know much about it. At that time, I took out a stack of them and didn't dismantle them, so I used them all..."

"Are you looking for death?" Robben couldn't help but scream, and Bazaar immediately lowered his head and admitted his mistakes...

Very annoyed, Robben breathed and raised his hand: "Give me your hand, I'll check the situation for you."

Bazaar's drooping face showed a smile that no one could see, and he obediently stretched out his hand.

Xiao Nalan couldn't help but curl her lips: "I knew it was like this for a long time, so why are you pretending to be fierce? It's really..."

In the stands of the higher demons, everyone was chatting enthusiastically. This year's witch review was indeed different from previous years. It was very competitive at the beginning. It was directly eliminated by half of the people, making all the witches nervous. There were many methods emerging in the road to racing around the city. There were many wonderful scenes, and the most eye-catching one was the scene where the witch put dozens of witches in one blow. This scene surprised countless high demons, and no one could understand what was going on.

Bigg's face was a little stiff. After the first round, Arthur's team actually took the first place, which means that he lost in the first contest.

"Arthur, it seems that you are really attentive to your witch. I don't know what methods the witch used just now, but I just hope... I don't use any prohibited items."

"Hahaha……"

Arthur Demon King laughed: "It was only then that I realized that the witches are the team of this city. The winning training camps will be arranged in front every year. I don't often see this, and I don't know much about it. I am ashamed, but... their performance is still very good. After this review is over, I will reward them well. I think that there are so many bonuses, and every witch can get a lot of benefits."

Bigg's face turned blue and white, and Arthur's tone was as if he had already won this review.

"Hmph, it's not certain who can laugh to the end. This is just the beginning, and the next step is to be a real test of strength."

Arthur smiled indifferently: "Yes, we should show our strength, too."

Looking at the witch who was preparing for the second review below, Arthur's devil said it relaxed, but in fact he was unsure. The number and quality of the witches were naturally recognized as the most outstanding ones in Bigg. This time, Robben on his side killed two high-level demons under Bigg, and Arthur reluctantly agreed to the competition, and at the same time, he also hoped that last year's miracle would happen again... Arthur's devil originally thought so, but...

Looking at the witch who was talking to Robben, Arthur's Demon King suddenly felt a little strange in his heart: this team can still win a complete victory.

After mopping his chin, Arthur's face was a little funny: "Why do I feel that the witch here seems to be a little different from the others."

The second review began quickly, and competition venues were still prepared around the edge of the grandstand so that the higher demons above could see clearly.

Robben was more worried about this game because this game was a pure competition of strength. The witches had almost the same figure, were well-proportioned, and had absolutely no skinny or big waist. In other words, if they could not exercise, the witches had similar strengths. If they failed to compete for coins, the chances of losing would be greatly increased.

What made Robben feel a little relieved was that this time it was obvious that Bartoli could not have covered the sky with one hand, and Demon Arthur was also present. The number arrangement of the competition was very reasonable. It was not like last time that the witches on his side were almost all the powerful witches on Bartoli's side.

"Sir, I'm going"

Bazaar had a competition in the first round, and greeted Robben and walked onto the competition venue with big strides. The venue was very close to where Robben was standing now, and you could see it as soon as you turn your head.

A witch came up opposite, and Robben's eyes shrank slightly. It seemed that Bazaar was not very lucky... This witch himself seemed to have seen it, and it seemed to be from Bartoli's group. Moreover, in his opinion, the witch's eyes and the chill on his body were definitely not a new witch. I'm afraid it was not just a task that had been carried out for ten or twenty years. It looked extremely sophisticated. This gaze and breath Robben was very familiar with. When he was on the mainland, almost all the witches who followed Nalan were like this...

Robben looked at Bazaar. The sick blush on her face had just receded, and now her face looked a little pale. Compared to the excessive activation of the spiritual reinforcement scroll just now, she has not recovered from the powerful mental impact.

Good luck, Robben can only pray silently now.

The referee walked up and stretched out his palm. There was a coin in the palm of his hand. The coin fell to the ground and faced it almost determined the winner and loser of the competition.

"Buzz" the referee bounced the coin high into the air. Bazaar and the witch opposite her also pointed their eyes at the coin, and light burst out from their four eyes at the same time.

The coin thrown by the referee rolled in the air for a few weeks, and then it was obviously influenced by the mental power of Bazaar and the witch. It no longer turned naturally like before, but suddenly turned left a few times and then a few more times, which was quite strange.

"Click"

When the coin was still in the air, it suddenly made a crisp sound and cracked in half. The witch around was surprised. Unexpectedly, the mental strength of the two sides fighting for was so strong that they tore the metal coin apart.

This situation...Robbon is a little confused. What if these two halves of coins fall to the ground, half are the front and half are the reverse? Is it a larger area?

Two light sounds, the two halves of coins fell to the ground, which caused the witches around to exclaim slightly, and I don't know how to forget the result this time.

Although these two coins that fell to the ground were only half, they were unable to stop being entangled in the mental entanglement of Bazaar and another witch. For a moment, no matter which one of them was, they refused to fall quietly.

At this time, the referee spoke at the right time: "The coin breaks down, fight again."

"Wait" Bazaar suddenly shouted softly, and the faint light in his eyes rose sharply, "Two halves of coins... I can just win or not save them."

"Well... Bazaar's mental power seems to be a little wrong, it's too strong." Robben looked at Bazaar in the competition venue, with more worries in his eyes."

"Master, are you talking about Bazaar using the Spiritual Strengthening Volume again?"

"Yeah," Robben nodded, "It should be that her mental impact had not recovered yet, and now she is using the spiritual reinforcement volume again... Hey, it seems that I want to tell them about this matter, don't we are not defeated by our opponents, but in the end we are exhausted by the items given by our own team leader."

"Master...this is not necessarily true." Xiao Nalan said softly.

"Not necessarily? What does it mean?"

Little Nalan looked at Bazaar in the stands and whispered: "Master, Bazaar's mental power should be so strong, but just because he had suffered a mental impact before, he didn't dare to activate it with all his strength now, but his opponent was too strong, Bazaar doesn't care about so much now..."

"You think so?"

Robben was suspicious, and the victory and defeat on the field had immediately appeared. With two light sounds, the two halves of coins that were constantly spinning on the ground fell to the ground.

Bazaar gasped slightly, but had a winning smile on his face: "I...I won."

The referee walked up with a little surprise and saw that the two coins were indeed facing upwards on the side of Bazaar. Moreover, there were already fine cracks on the coins. It seemed that if they fought for a while, the two halves of coins would be broken into pieces.

These two... are they really the witches who have just completed the trial? The referee was secretly shocked...

Bazaar did not give him a chance to the phone, and an elbow hit the other party's mouth. The witch's face turned purple and then fell down unwillingly...

Robben called the victorious Bazaar over and carefully checked her body. He found that Bazaar's mental power was exhausted a little too much, but it seemed that he did not suffer a new mental impact.

"Baza, did you finally... have you activated all your mental power?"

"Yes, the witch who was my opponent just now looked like a veteran. I look at least fifty years old. If I don't, I will never defeat her."

Robben was very suspicious. Is Bazaar's mental power so powerful?

"Baza, have you encountered something this year? I feel... your mental power has improved so quickly."

Bazaar was excited: "Sir, I have not performed any tasks in the past year. I just do some daily patrols as the captain of the guard every day, and spend almost all the rest of my time on magic cultivation. I... I am also surprised that over the past year, my mental power has grown very fast. Now the witch who completed the trial at the same time as me seems to be able to surpass me."

"Well...why?" Robben asked.

"Uh...this..." Bazaar's face showed hesitation, "Sir... I don't know this. I'm just practicing hard, and it's strange if I have any opinions..."

Seeing that Bazaar seemed to stop talking, Robben continued to ask: "What's the matter? Just say it."

"Sir, actually... it's not just me, but the sisters who participated in the review last time have made great progress this year. Compared with the witches who completed the trial at the same time, we have surpassed them by a lot."

Robben was stunned: "You... are all like this?"

"Yes," Bazaar nodded gently.

Turning his head, Robben looked at Little Nalan in surprise: "Naran, you..."

"I did nothing this year, but my mental power has increased rapidly."

"This...what's going on?" A series of question marks popped up on Roben's head.

Just as he was suspicious, a scream suddenly came from the other side. Robben looked back and saw a black shadow flying over, quickly dodging away, and then there was another delicate shout. The witches who were facing him on his back were smashed.

At this time, Robenca saw clearly that the one who had just flew over was a witch with wide eyes and pale face. She had fainted after hitting the crowd.

Looking in the direction where the witch flew over, Robben saw a witch on the field slowly retracting her fist. It seemed that the witch who flew out was directly knocked away by her using her strange power.

What made Robben care a little about was that the witch who hit people was from her own team. I remember that she adapted very well when she changed her mental power usage method.

Thinking in his heart, Robben suddenly realized something and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Master, what's wrong?" Little Nalan carefully discovered Robben's godly abnormality.

"Ah, nothing, it's just a little unexpected. It seems that our team's performance this time should be very good."

The second competition was still in this almost barbaric way, and Robben kept watching carefully... thinking...

The results of the second competition were soon released, and the results were not as good as the last time they were evaluated, but they still surpassed the witches led by Bartoli. The witches selected by other training camps have strictly restricted this year, and the results are a bit bleak.

Look at the magic hourglass, it is already around 6 pm, and Robben knows that today's review can only be here.

Sure enough, after the results were counted and logged into the notice board, an order came from the stands, and today's review ended.

Robben directly took the witches back to the Witch Academy.

Although there was not much time to really move around this day, the witches were under a lot of mental pressure, and many of them were exhausted. However, Robben did not let the witches go to rest directly, but called them all together.

There are 914 witches who participated in the review, and now there are ninety-one left. In the second review, except for a few cases, they also encountered the strong witches in Bartoli's team, and the other witches passed successfully.

"Everyone performed well, I was very satisfied, and no one died or even seriously injured. I was particularly satisfied with this, but..."

When the witches heard Robben praise him, they smiled, but when Robben changed his mind, the witches became nervous again.

"I have a decision now. I hope you all understand. I... want to change people."

The witches were all very surprised.

"Sir, what do you mean by substitution?" Saya was the first to stand up and expressed his questions.

"Tomorrow's review, I'm going to replace some of you and let another group of witches participate." Robben explained briefly.

None of the witches expected Robben to say this, and immediately talked about it.

"Sir, why? Is it really unhappy for you when we performed today?" Saya couldn't believe his ears.
To be continued...