Commanding Wind and Cloud

The magician Lu Xi sighed. Now almost all the students are motivated by the principal. If they hadn't become the servants of the sixth prince, they might not have noticed this problem until now.

It's just that, in this way, this man named Mo Jin might be in trouble. He entered the magic department as a soldier and ordered the magic student to apologize to a magic student who was hostile to almost the entire magic department.

Can this fire still be extinguished? Lu Xi looked at Mo Jin with a sympathetic face, how good would a student who didn't make it to the list of fighters be so good? Although the sixth prince has never missed anyone, but today he might be wrong! That fat magician Zhuang Yicheng is not a first-year freshman, he is already in fifth grade this year!

Only two levels away, you can enter the realm of the concentrated magician and embark on the road to attack the great magician!

Zhuang Yicheng came to class here today because he never passed the military class, so he appeared here. Although he did not enter the magic department's hundred battle list, he still entered the first level of the hundred battle list.

"You said you want me to apologize to her?" Zhuang Yicheng moved his weight of two hundred catties and stood in front of Qian Jin, sneering with the aura that he could crush Qi Jin when he collapsed: "Boy, are you new here? Believe it or not..."

"Idiot." Energetic sprayed Zhuang Yicheng with spit on his face, and walked towards Bi Luo without looking at the eighth-level magician behind him: "You're right, I shouldn't be serious with idiots."

idiot? Zhuang Yicheng raised his hand to wipe off the saliva on his face, the flesh on his face throbbed with anger, and the magic wand in his hand trembled, idiot! How dare this young soldier student call himself an idiot in front of so many students? Does he not want to live?

"You! That warrior! That's right, it's you!" Zhuang Yicheng quickly gathered hot, active and irritable flame elements on the magic staff: "You dare to insult me? Now, immediately kneel down and apologize, or..."

The energy in Zhuang Yicheng's pupils suddenly magnified at a high speed, and a bitter breath rushed towards his face, blowing the magic robe on his body and shaking it again and again, and then he felt a strange slight vibration on the ground, like a huge stone falling from a high altitude and hitting the ground.

The word 'Otherwise' was still floating in the air, and the motivated man appeared in front of Zhuang Yicheng as if teleporting, and the fist in his hand simply hit the big belly under the magic robe!

There is no grudge gathered on the fist, pure brute force! Zhuang Yicheng's ball-like body flew upside down, and a magician student standing behind him who couldn't dodge was knocked over and fell to the ground, moaning non-stop.

The magician students nearby were all stunned, what's going on? A soldier student, in the magic department, in front of many magic students, shot an eighth-level magician... beat... foaming at the mouth.

I have heard before that the students of the warrior department are arrogant, but I have never seen one as arrogant as today! He didn't even bring a follower, just swaggered over like this, and punched the eighth-level magician student directly, more air out than air in.

Lu Xi felt dizzy for a while, and wondered if he was dreaming and didn't wake up. Just now, this soldier didn't even explode his fighting spirit. He relied entirely on brute force. A simple assault knocked a person who weighed more than two hundred catties into the air.

Vigorously moving the five fingers of the hand, he breathed lightly and smiled: "It feels good."

The corners of the dull Tiance's brows twitched several times, with surprise on his face, he applauded slowly and lightly: "It's beautiful, this is really beyond my expectation, Tie Nan. You said, is it because of your strength? Is it the strength of the energetic classmate?"

"Your Highness..." The two-meter-tall black man stared at the energetic body for a few seconds and frowned, "You have to try this to know."

"Oh?" Mune Tiance tilted his head and looked at the big black man beside him. Although this iron man was a bit stupid, he still had a lot of pride and pride in pure brute force. He actually had to try it before he knew it. It seems that this man's brute force is beyond my guess.

He stretched out his beating fingers and blew lightly, and shook his head with a light smile: "Feel? It's okay."

improvise? Dare to say that it feels good after hitting someone? The anger in the hearts of the gathered magician students was completely ignited in an instant, and this guy cannot be let go!

The magician students standing on the front and rear sides of the long corridor automatically picked up their magic wands and blocked Qian Jin and Bi Luo in the middle of the long corridor.

"What do you mean?" Gan Jin protected Bi Luo behind his back with one hand, and looked at the magician students blocking the way on both sides: "Want to fight in groups? Are you sure?"

The few magicians were taken aback seeing the energetic and calm demeanor. Is this person out of his mind? Or just out of your mind? Surrounded by so many magicians, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Mu Na Tiance looked at the enthusiasm in the crowd with great interest. He stood in a very casual and relaxed posture, without feeling the slightest bit of tension on his face, as if he was facing not a group of magicians who could release magic of mass destruction, but a fierce tiger, standing among the flock of sheep and observing his territory.

"The bearing of a general!" Mu Ne Tiance nodded again and again: "Look, this bearing is completely different!"

Looking vigorously at the few magician students in front of him, it seems that they have temporarily formed a simple magic circle? It looks like that, but not enough! It's too far! Not to mention Bi Gan Wutian, even Gan Wuqing can sweep away these young magician students in an instant.

If it was a life-and-death fight, I could send these people back to the embrace of the stars within a few breaths.

Although the principal has mobilized everyone's competitiveness, these students have too few opportunities to experience life and death in person. It's good to have a fighting spirit. Compared with those who have walked on the death line many times, the real iron-blooded spirit is still far, far worse.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?"

The teacher who had just left walked back quickly with a thick textbook in his arms, and looked at the people who were fighting at any time with a look of panic: "What do you want to do? Private fighting is prohibited in the academy!"

"Teacher, he hit our classmate!" A magician student pointed at Zhuang Yicheng on the ground: "Look, he's foaming."

"This soldier classmate, you..."

"Teacher." Mo Jin bowed slightly to salute: "This man insulted my friend with swear words, and I asked him to apologize. He didn't apologize, so I scolded him. But he asked me to apologize, and I didn't apologize, so he hit me with magic. I belonged in self-defense and was forced to fight back."

"You are lying!"

"Really?" Looking vigorously at the magician student who spoke, "Why don't you swear to the God of Stars?"

The expression of the magician student who spoke suddenly froze. Just like members of the demon clan swear by the great demon god, magicians seldom swear by the god of stars. There have been rumors of magic element curses in the world.

In the first lesson of becoming a magic student, the teacher will specially tell you not to swear by the god of the stars casually. If you violate the oath, you will be cursed by the magic element, and your magic level will never be improved again. This kind of thing has happened to genius magicians several times.

Today, it has been subconsciously followed by all magicians as an iron law.

The teacher looked at the embarrassment on the magician student's face, and suddenly cleared his doubts. It seems that the warrior student really did not lie.

"Teacher, everyone is a student." He said indifferently, "He can curse without apologizing, so I can too. According to the school rules, if someone sneaks up and launches an attack without permission, the victim can fight back, right?"

Wearing black-rimmed glasses, the teacher with an old-fashioned look kept nodding his head, and the complexions of several magician students became a little ugly. Could it be that he was really let go like this?

"This classmate, what's your name?" The tall and thin magician student who spoke earlier spoke again: "I, Andrews, am here to challenge you..."

The corners of Gan Jin's mouth were raised slightly, and he raised his hand and punched directly on the wall next to him without looking at it. Under the action of the ground-shattering slash, his tyrannical grudge directly pierced through the classroom wall. Countless rubble fell to the ground, and a transparent hole appeared on the classroom wall.

call! He vigorously blew the dust off his hands, and looked at Andrews who had not yet finished his challenge declaration. The look of arrogance just now had disappeared, and his eyes were full of surprise like other magician students.

Even if they are not warriors, the magician students know how powerful this punch is to pierce the classroom wall, and it seems that they didn't use all their strength at all.

It is a very, very disadvantageous thing for a magician and a warrior to fight one-on-one in the ring, unless you become a concentrated magician!

Although the concentration magician cannot cast any offensive magic instantly, as long as he holds a magic wand, he can use the supplement of the magic wand to achieve temporary instant magic.

Magician, concentrated magician, great magician! Andrews looked at the drive, but he didn't have the slightest confidence in his heart. He was just an eighth-level magician like Zhuang Yicheng, and he hadn't broken through the barrier of a tenth-level magician to become a concentration magician. He really didn't have any capital to play one-on-one with soldiers in the ring.

"For example..." Andrews stared at Mo Jin bitterly: "If I were a concentration magician..."

Concentrated magician? Looking at Andrews with enthusiasm and doubts: "What is a concentration magician? Above the magician, isn't it the great magician?"

The faces of the magician students around were all stunned. Could it be that this person just entered the Conquest Academy? Haven't even read the books in the academy?