"You lost..."
This sentence was no less than a thunder in Heifelt's ears, I lost? I lost? how is this possible? How could I lose to a useless necromancer? how is this possible
Heifelt's mind went blank, and he hadn't recovered from the shock.
"Heifelt..." the red-haired girl Icharlott exclaimed, and rushed over with several of her roommates.
Ron snorted coldly, "Don't come over!" As he spoke, he picked some of the bone spears in his hand.
Yshalot didn't dare to move, but she looked at Ron fiercely.
Ron didn't have much affection for this beautiful girl, he turned to Heifelt, and said coldly, "Haifelt, let's forget about this today, I don't want you to provoke me again, understand? "
After speaking, Ron moved his hand, and the bone spear turned into a cloud of black gas and disappeared in front of everyone.
"Amazing… "
There was a fiery look in the eyes of the surrounding students. In their eyes, Ron was no longer a waste. He proved with his strength that the necromancer was also very powerful.
"Sure enough, he won!" Kadina murmured, "Is this still a necromancer? Why is it completely different from what I know?"
Xiaya took a deep breath and said, "I was as shocked as you at the beginning, thinking that it was impossible for me to be defeated by a fifteen-year-old boy, and that boy was a useless necromancer, but the truth is, I was wrong , outrageously wrong..."
Ron smiled coldly and strode away. The students consciously walked out of the way. Some little girls' eyes were full of shining little stars, and their faces looked adoring.
"Heifert, are you alright?" the red-haired girl Icharlotte stretched out her hand to support Heifert, and said softly.
Anger, unwillingness, shame, all kinds of negative emotions bit his heart, his body was shaking, and his thoughts became extremely unstable.
Finally, Haifelt couldn't hold it back, his humiliation had reached its limit, suddenly, with a flash in his hand, a long sword of dark gold level appeared in his hand.
At this time, he stood up abruptly and shouted, "Ron, you are going to die!"
No one expected this kind of change, Heifelt had already made a move, and the dark golden long sword emitted a strong light, making everyone unable to open their eyes.
"Blade of Flame..."
Under the powerful pressure of the blade of fire, the surrounding air also burned, and Heifelt was already dizzy with anger. He was serious and wanted to kill Ron!
"Ron, be careful..." At this moment, Shaar couldn't help but exclaimed, somehow, she had an urge to save him.
Without Shaar's reminder, Ron has always been vigilant about his back, just like hunting in the mountains, he never really handed over his back to others, he has been paying attention.
Ron snorted coldly, "You don't know how to live and die, I thought you were really introspecting, since that's the case, I'm not polite..."
The powerful black air condensed in his hand, and it instantly turned into a ball of light. The ball of light whirled around in Ron's hands. The ball of light was full of the power of death.
"Death Coil..."
Ron's eyes were cold, and at this moment he decided not to hold back.
"Boom..."
As if Haifelt's body was blasted in mid-air, his whole body flew upside down, and a trace of blood sprayed out from his mouth, spilling out a beautiful flower of blood.
"Wow-wow-"
Heifelt's body hit the old desk beside him, and the whole desk fell down, making a loud noise.
"Heifelt..." Yixialot didn't care about anything anymore, and immediately ran over like crazy.
Haifelt's face was like gold paper, streaks of black soul power were constantly entwining around his body, and he was unconscious.
Ron just dropped a sentence coldly, "It's what you deserve..." After finishing speaking, he ignored everyone and strode away.
Kadina glanced at Xia playfully, "Sister Xia, I didn't hear, what were you talking about just now?"
Char's face flushed, she snorted coldly, and said plausibly, "Yes, I was reminding him just now that I don't want him to die at the hands of that trash-like Heifelt, and I, Char, want to take revenge. Borrowing someone else's hand, Ron, that hateful guy, if he wants to die, he can only die in my hands... "
After the play was over, those students left one after another. As they walked, these freshmen talked about what happened just now with great interest. Ron's strength left a deep impression on their hearts.
"Oh, is that so?" Kadina smiled and said, "That nasty guy has already left, Sister Xia, should we catch up..."
"Chasing, of course I have to chase, how could I let him go?" Xia Ya said through gritted teeth.
…
In a small independent bungalow in the Balovaks College, this is the residence of the college’s middle and senior elites. In the college, students with strong strength and good grades are generally allocated houses by the college, and they are all senior students. An apartment is completely different from a dormitory for ordinary students.
A gorgeously decorated hall, the furniture inside is made of high-grade hardwood, revealing the grand European style everywhere.
In the hall, a burly man with a gloomy face said in his characteristic low voice, "What the hell is going on?"
On a luxurious big bed, Heifelt closed his eyes tightly, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. A beautiful woman next to him was carefully examining his body. Looking at her attire, she was obviously a priest.
The burly man glanced at Fresino who was beside him, and the white-robed magician Fresino trembled in his heart, and immediately stood up and said, "Boss, this...is none of my business?"
"None of your business?" The burly man raised his eyelids and glanced at him.
"Yes... yes..." Fresino was responding, when suddenly, the burly man stood up, and a palm with the size of a cattail fan raised a gust of wind.
With a "slap-" sound, Fresino was slapped extremely crisply.
Fresino covered his face and said with a mournful face, "Uh...uh...boss..."
The burly man pointed at him and said word by word, "My brother was beaten up like this, you say it's none of your business?"
The burly man is Haifelt's elder brother, Haifels, a high-ranking knight, known as the Tiger King Haifels, and his mount is a black long-toothed tiger.
At this time, a white light appeared, and the beautiful woman performed a healing technique. Everyone's eyes were attracted by the white light, and they all forgot to breathe. Haifiers was so nervous that he even sweated.
White light flashed, and the beautiful priestess woman opened her eyes. She frowned tightly, looked at Haifiers helplessly, and shook her head.
Haefels frowned, "Missoia, what's going on, your healing skills don't seem to be working?"
Missoia is exactly that beautiful pastor, she is the wife of Highfelt, who just got married last month, according to her seniority, Highfelt should call her sister-in-law.
Missoia shook her head, and said in a crisp voice, "Haifelt wasn't injured, so my healing technique doesn't work for him, he seems to be under some kind of curse..."
"Curse? There is still such a thing now?" Haefels was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Then what should I do?"
Missoia pondered for a while, "To lift the curse, you can use the priest's purification technique, but I haven't learned the purification technique yet, so I may need to ask my mentor for help..."
"Purification technique..." Haefels nodded, "Well then, go ahead and tell your mentor that I, Tiger King Haefels, owe him a favor..."
Missoia nodded, turned and left. She had no choice but to turn to her mentor for help with Heifelt's situation.
Haefels turned around, glanced at Fresino, and snorted coldly, "It's all because of you..." He slapped him to vent his anger, but he had to figure out what the curse was right now. What's the matter.
"Boss, it's not me, it's Ron..." Fresino took a step back and stammered.
Highfairs frowned, "Ron, who is he? I know almost everyone in the college who is a little bit capable. I don't think I've heard of this name before. Could it be a freshman?"
Fresino: "Yes, boss, that Ron is a freshman, he just came to the academy for a few days, by the way, he is still a necromancer..."
Hafirth's heart moved, he turned around suddenly, "What? Say it again? Necromancer? It's actually a necromancer who beat him like this?"
"Yes... yes..." Fresino lost his confidence.
Haifiers shook his head, turned around slowly, "Impossible, it is impossible for a necromancer to have such strength!"
Fresino was anxious, "Boss, it's true..." He told the ins and outs of the conflict between Highfield and Ron.
"Boss, many freshmen at the scene saw it. It was Ron who beat Master Heifert like this. I won't lie to you..."
Fussino said emphatically.
After Heifers heard this, his face was completely gloomy, "Whether he is a necromancer or not, this freshman is really too arrogant. Everyone knows that Heifert is my younger brother. Anyone who dares to touch my brother will be punished." I will never let him go, let alone an ordinary freshman, even Merklin, the number one holy knight of Balovaks Academy, I will go meet him..."
"Yes, tear this guy into pieces..." Fresino shouted excitedly. He was slapped by Heifels because of Heiffelt's incident, so he felt sorry for Luo who caused all this. En also hated it, he didn't dare to grin at Hafirs.
Haefels glanced at him, "I avenged my brother, why are you so excited? Why did you go back then?"
"Uh..." Fresino was speechless for a while. After he blocked Goderich back, he was not interested in watching the duel between the two. In his imagination, Ron would not be Heifelt's opponent at all. He was happy Leisurely, went directly back to the dormitory.
At this moment, Hafirth turned around, startling Fresino, and saw Hafirth's face distorted with anger, Fresino had never seen Hafirth showing such an expression. A terrifying face.
"Notify our people, go to Ron for an explanation, I want to see, who is this guy..."