309 Bishop’s Decision!

Mill left the arena and found a bench by the roadside to sit down. She looked calm on the surface, but her heart was in turmoil.

She pressed her hands on her chest and kept telling herself, “You must look at the bigger picture and stay calm. No one can take away what’s yours!”

Mill felt much better after a few deep breaths, but she could still imagine Nat’s beautiful figure. She felt a real sense of crisis. Her womanly senses told her that Nat was no ordinary girl.

Nat had an outstanding appearance and strength and should also be interested in Moss. Still, Mill did not think she would lose to Nat in beauty. However, there was indeed a gap between her and Nat regarding strength.

“I must increase my strength as much as possible. I’ll shorten the gap between us!” After some consideration, Mill knew that increasing her strength was her priority.

“Yes, I can do it,” she muttered as she got up and walked toward the training grounds.

…

Time flew by, and the competition’s second round was about to begin. Before Moss knew it, he had been watching the matches for two whole days. Besides going to the toilet, he had imprinted every match in his mind. He even jotted down the key points in his notebook.

Indeed, he had gained a lot over the past two days. On the one hand, he had watched all the matches in B1 and B2 during this period. He understood the 128 teams and nearly 1280 members in this half of the zone.

Among them, he focused on the performance of four teams from the top 10 universities. On the other hand, he used his spiritual power to make himself feel as if he was in the ring while watching.

During this process, he could assume himself as Participant A, and by sensing Participant A’s spiritual power, he could sense Participant B’s attack from his perspective.

This way, while thinking of the best skills to deal with, he could compare them with the skills and moves Participant A used in actual combat.

Moss could absorb the good parts and place the bad ones in the negative teaching material library. Through this method, he managed to increase his combat experience.

Even if he did not fight, he had increased his level to 37 in just two short days. In addition, Moss also discovered a surprise-his spiritual power had increased again.

Although Moss was unsure if he had reached the intermediate level, he was sure he was at least stronger than when he had just reached the beginner stage.

When he practiced with his team members and changed Absolute Defense’s angle with his spiritual power, he realized he could turn it to 60 degrees.

Besides the knight’s spirit, communication with tamed magical beasts, and the continuous fusion of spiritual power and skills to increase mental energy, he could also use his spiritual power to put himself on the battle scene.

He could also improve his spiritual power through the above methods to indirectly increase combat experience.

During this process, Moss had to target different people, use different amounts of mental energy, and control its amount. Moss would affect others if he were too strong, but if he were too weak, he would not achieve the desired effect.

Moreover, Moss had to use his spiritual power constantly. It was similar to taming magical beasts to communicate and increase mental energy, except this stage was an indirect interaction with professionals.

Although these participants’ spiritual power was not as strong as Little Seven’s, Moss could not withstand the sheer number of participants. Over two days, more than 1,000 participants constantly used their spiritual power.

If it were any other participants in this competition, they would probably have collapsed long ago. However, Moss persevered through his mighty mental strength and tenacious willpower.

After all, spiritual power was a power that came from one’s spirit and faith. From that, one could see how indestructible the spirit of chivalry and consciousness of protection were in Moss’s will.

…

The second round of the competition was the same as the first round. The four half-zones would compete for A1, A2, B1, and B2. There were 16 elimination rounds in each half of the zone.

Each time, the eight teams would compete on four different fields simultaneously. Kyoto’s A2 half-district matches would occur during the afternoon because the opponents they might encounter were relatively weak.

Kyoto also held a simple pre-match preparation meeting. Before the meeting, Sofia had discussed with the five professors and unanimously decided to let the team members make their own arrangements.

“You have all seen the opponents who will enter the top 64 of the 128. Their level is limited. In rounds 64 to 32, we’ll face the winners of Hanwu University and Liren University. The two universities’ strengths are below the top 30.

“Based on this situation, we have discussed and decided that you will decide on your own tactics for the next two matches.”

Sofia looked at Bishop and smiled, “Captain Bishop, the same old rules apply. After you’ve decided, please give me the name list and the order of appearance.

“Since one of our main purposes for this competition is to train the rookies, I want to arrange a lineup of four older and six newer members,” Bishop’s eyes were full of determination as he calmly spoke to the professors.

“Although it’s a little bold, it’s not impossible.”

“I think it’s fine too.”

…

The five instructors expressed their opinions.

Upon hearing this, Sophia’s eyes lit up as she smiled sweetly. She said in a rather imposing manner, “All right! Give the rookies a chance and let their strength speak! That’s the essence of being a Kyoto student!”

With that, she took the lead in clapping. After hearing the professors’ decision, the one who was the most excited was undoubtedly Felix. As a reserve team member, he initially thought he would only have a chance to participate when an injury or emergency occurred.

He genuinely did not expect to have a chance to participate so soon. Unable to suppress the excitement in his heart, Felix suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to the professors and Bishop.

Sofia waved her hand, indicating for Felix to sit down. “Felix, we’re a family. You don’t have to be so formal. Captain Bishop, who do you want to bench?”

“I was here last year, so I’m the only one to sit on the bench,” Bishop spoke calmly and sincerely. However, anyone who understood the competition rules would know what it meant for Bishop to make this decision.

“Captain Bishop, you must participate in at least six matches to win the MVP award. Don’t you know that? We can get into the top four with your level. Even if we ultimately lose the competition, you still have a chance to win the MVP award,” Moss’s brows furrowed as he spoke in shock.

“Moss is right, Captain. I’ll warm the bench for the next two matches instead,” Gavin continued Moss’s words.

“Captain, I’m done resting!”

…

The other three second-year members also hurriedly offered to take the bench.

“I’ll warm the bench for two games, and we’ll fight to the finals. Then I’ll have to fight six full matches,” Bishop paused and said solemnly, “If I can’t make it to the finals and defend my title again, what’s there to be proud of even if I win the MVP award?

“If you must choose one of the two, it’s more meaningful to win the championship for your alma mater than to win the MVP award.”

Every team member was in awe of Bishop.