Chapter 43 The Mountain Breaking Sword Skill

Marcus closed the book. Marcus had extracted all the contents of this book and other books.

He turned to look at Anja.

Recently, he always got help from Anja when he had come to the library two times, and the formula of the breakthrough of medium-grade strength drug was also inevitably helped by Anja.

Marcus thought for a while and opened one of the books, leaving his notes on it.

In this way, Anja would definitely be able to see it, which was also a return to her.

"Thank you for your help today. I have read all these books."

Marcus put the book in front of her and greeted her with a smile.

"It's finished so soon. I'll pay it back for you later."

Anja waved at Marcus and watched him leave.

She took the books returned by Marcus and looked for the place where they were placed on the bookshelf while reading them idly.

While she was searching, she saw the words in the book.

What was this?

After a while, she opened her mouth wide in surprise after reading these words.

Marcus was really the one who made the medicine because what he left here was the formula of the medium-level medicine.

At this moment, she was both surprised and pleased.

She immediately ran out of the library with these books in her arms.

In the principal's office.

Anja rushed in with a book and kept shouting, "Dad, come and have a look. What have I brought back?"

"What's wrong, Anja? Walk slowly."

With a smile, Clear walked up to his daughter and scolded her worriedly.

"Of course, I'm worried, dad. What's this?"

Anja handed the opened book to Clear.

As a pharmacist, he immediately recognized that the formula left on the paper was a modified formula of strength medicine.

"Where did you get this?" Clear asked.

"Didn't you remember to tell me that there was a man named Marcus in the school who improved the drug formula? I know him. This is written on the book he returned."

Anja told everything to Clear.

He was lost in thought.

Not only the formula of the drug but also the detailed process proved that Marcus was a very talented student.

This made Clear a little moved. He was very satisfied. It had been a long time since he met such a thing that made him satisfied.

"How about this, Anja? If you meet Marcus next time, you can take him to my lab. if possible, I may take him as my student."

"You want to take him as your disciple?"

Anja took a deep breath.

She knew how important her father's words were.

In the past few years, her father had almost stopped taking in disciples.

It must have been more than 20 years.

Marcus's appearance broke her father's plan.

He must be very talented to attract her father's attention.

Anja agreed without hesitation.

At the same time, the registration for the sword skill exchange games had begun.

For this third-grade students' sword exchange meeting, there were thirty people who registered, and the final winner was chosen in a direct two-on-two duel.

Marcus didn't need to worry about the registration. Tristan had already helped him.

"Mr. Tristan."

Marcus greeted Tristan as soon as he entered the office.

"Here you are. I've already signed up for your sword skill exchange meeting. You just need to take part in it directly. Come with me now."

Marcus nodded and followed Tristan.

He was going to win first place in this meeting.

The champion of the sword skill exchange games would also become the chief student.

The reason why so many people wanted to compete for the chief student was not only because of the honor it symbolized but also because of the good treatment.

As long as he became the chief student, he would get a scholarship.

This scholarship would be very generous for the aristocrats, and at the same time, tutors would also give private guidance.

This kind of benefit would make everyone want to fight for it.

Marcus was very confident about this competition.

He thought no one in grade three would be his match.

Even Kennan!

Although he invited him to join the Sword Skill Association in person, Marcus would not be humble on the competition for the chief student.

He followed Tristan to the competition site.

The sword skill exchange games would be held in a large training ground.

All the contestants and teachers had arrived.

Marcus's appearance quickly attracted everyone's attention.

As one of the grade-three students, his name and honor had already been particularly dazzling.

"God bless me. Don't let me meet Marcus in the first round. I really don't want to be defeated at the starting."

"Ha-ha, It isn't impossible. If you are unlucky, you will definitely meet him."

"Do you want to meet him?"

"I don't want to meet him or Kennan."

It was widely acknowledged that there were two masters in grade three, one was Kennan and the other was Marcus.

The first place would definitely be born between the two of them. As for the rest, they only hoped that they could hold on for a few more rounds.

The sword skill exchange competition officially began. Tristan drew lots to determine their opponents in a fair way.

Marcus's first opponent had already heard of Marcus's name.

After the announcement of the two of them on the stage, the other party's face was somewhat darkened.

When he stood there, Marcus had already taken out his iron sword, but he was in a hurry and almost dropped it.

Just in this state, he was doomed to lose this competition.

Marcus went all out!

He respected every opponent so much like this.

Meteor strike, the iron sword in Marcus's hand rushed towards the man and easily pressed him down after a few moves.

"The strength between two of them is too different. Marcus is in charge of the competition."

"I can feel how desperate they are. Marcus is horrible."

The onlookers gathered together and discussed.

Marcus's toughness scared them.

"I admit I am a loser."

The man who had just fought Marcus admitted he was a loser immediately.

He had a clear estimation of himself.

Even if he continued to fight with Marcus, he would lose sooner or later.

After retreating from the arena, they continued to choose their opponents.

After a few rounds of the bye, Marcus showed up again.

Marcus's eyes lit up at the sight of his opponent.

It could be seen with naked eyes that he was stronger than his last opponent.

After greeting each other, the battle could begin.

Marcus still chose to attack first.

Marcus used all his strength, but the man resisted his sword.

It seemed that his strength was very good.

Marcus's heart skipped a beat.

If it was a special one, it would be nice to copy it.

"Scan his situation."

Marcus's next battle was much easier and less urgent. He dodged the attack as if he was wandering in a courtyard.

"Scanning."

"Locke, talent for strength, level-5 knight apprentice."

His strength was a little low, but since he could block his attack, his swordsmanship and strength were not bad.

"Okay, copy his swordsmanship."

Marcus continued to flash aside and began to guide Locke to complete his attack. Only in this way could the data be complete.

With a heavy iron sword in his hand, Locke couldn't catch up with Marcus.

The battle lasted for seven or eight minutes and he was out of breath.

He raised his head and looked at Marcus with red eyes. "Why do you always run away? Why don't you fight with me?"

Since he didn't understand, he asked directly. Marcus was speechless after hearing what he said.

This man was too naive.

"Okay, I'll fight back."

His swordsmanship had recorded almost everything.

Marcus started to fight back with his cross cutting.

Both of them were using powerful swordsmanship, and the momentum of the cross cutting was stronger.

A minute later, Marcus finished the fight.

Locke stood still, feeling a little annoyed. He raised his head and said, "You are really as powerful as they said."

Marcus was in a good mood when he heard his opponent's praise. "You are also very good. What's the name of your swordsmanship?"

"My swordsmanship is called the mountain breaking swordsmanship,"

This name was very suitable. It was not exaggerating to say that such a power could break a mountain.

"Save this swordsmanship, mountain breaking swordsmanship."

Marcus immediately sent the message to the chip.

The whole set of swordsmanship was now completely stored.