Just imagine, when you fight the Red Devil, what will you use to fight him? Of course it is the technology you are best at, but... How would you feel when you find that the aspect you are best at has become your own lighting
Some people may say, in this case...then you should use your own shortcomings to fight him! Brother... don't be ridiculous, you can't beat others with your strengths, how about you use your shortcomings to beat them? Do you think you died too slowly
While Shaq was sighing, I had easily eliminated all the ice rats. I curled my lips in dissatisfaction and said to Shaq: "Hurry up and pick up the ice rats on the ground. These dozen ice rats will be gone." I’ll give you the task!”
Shaq looked at the Red Devil gratefully. For the first time, he discovered that besides killing without batting an eye, this Red Devil also had some advantages.
On the other side, looking at Shaq's grateful eyes and watching him slowly pick up the ice rat from the ground, I couldn't help but smile slightly. Don't ask me how I know that Shaq can't hit the ice rat. There are experts among experts. The vision, this is purely a feeling, it is difficult to explain clearly.
After Shaq picked up all the ice rats, I slowly walked to the rat hole blocked with stones, grabbed the back half of the stone with my hands, and pulled out the stone with force.
Shaq looked at the Red Devil in confusion. He didn't know what he was doing with the stone again. Was he doing a good deed and opening the hole for the Ice Rat? It seems not! The Red Devil is not such a person.
Under Shaq's puzzled gaze, I dug a few handfuls of the giant tree with my bare hands. Suddenly... several large pieces of wet bark from the giant tree appeared in my hands. I piled them at the door of the mouse hole with satisfaction, and then a small The fireball passed, and suddenly... the piled bark burned. Because the bark was wet, a lot of thick smoke came out.
Next, I turned to Shaq and said, "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you start a tornado and help me blow the smoke into the hole!"
The reason why Shaq was chosen in the first place was precisely because he was a junior mage of the wind system and could activate a junior magic with almost no damage - tornado.
When I heard the goal of this mission, I thought that they must live in a cave. In this case, the assistant of the wind element could not be better.
Shaq was stunned for a moment, but his reaction was quite good. He quickly chanted the spell and launched a primary tornado. Suddenly... a whirring and rotating small tornado appeared at the entrance of the cave.
For a moment... all the thick smoke quickly melted into the tornado, and then with the power of the tornado, it poured crazily towards the hole.
Looking at the consequences of the tornado with satisfaction, hehe... Very good, this is simply a small blower. I don't believe it. This can't smoke out the mice inside!
Sure enough, after a while, there was movement in the cave. After a small sound, a silver-gray figure jumped out of the cave like lightning. I knew... it couldn't be anything else, it was naturally an ice rat. Got it!
I stood about ten meters away from the entrance of the cave. The small fireball was already prepared, because I knew... the ice rats that were smoked out were probably not rushing towards me, but running away directly in order to capture the most ice. Rat, I must be well prepared.
This time, I couldn't hide anything anymore. Under the acceleration of my true energy, the fireball spurted out from my left hand like a bullet, hitting the mouse's body like lightning. Suddenly... the exploding figure fell straight from the sky. He stopped and didn't move again.
Sha Ka was stunned. With his eyesight, he didn't even see clearly how the fireball was emitted. He only saw a flash of red light, and then the ice rat fell from the sky as soon as the fire appeared on its body.
Next... something even more surprising happened to him. The Red Devil fired fireballs one after another at an unimaginable speed, knocking down the ice rats that flew out of the hole one by one. It can be said that the shots were all perfect!
What surprised Shaq was not only the speed of the fireball, but also the launch speed of the fireball, which was something Shaq had never seen before. So where was the speed that the fireball should have? The speed of the wind blade was no more than that.
Among the four magics, the wind magic has the fastest firing speed and frequency, while the fire magic is the most damaging. But... all of this is completely inapplicable in the hands of the Red Devil. He is just launching wind. The speed of the blade and the frequency of wind blades are emitting magic, and it is a fireball that is far more powerful than the wind blades!
After firing more than 40 fireballs in succession, no new ice rats finally appeared in the cave. Only then did Shaq wake up and turned to look in the direction of the Red Devils.
In front of him, there were about 40 ice rats that fell densely on the ground. Oh my God... Looking at him, he didn't seem to be mentally exhausted at all. Could it be that... he didn't need to expend energy to cast magic? Or his spirit is so strong that he can fire more than 40 magic spells continuously without changing his expression!
Shaking his head, Shaq absently began to pick up the ice rat corpses on the ground one by one. His only thought was: "The Red Devil is indeed the Red Devil. Every place is so different. Compared with him, he is simply huge." It’s fluorescent under the moon!”
After receiving the ice rat carcass that Shaq handed over, I had to admire this boy's carefulness and dexterity. He actually guessed at once why I had to kill so many ice rats. He cleverly used the tender branches of the giant tree to kill the ice rats. Ice rats are bundled together in groups of ten, hehe... It saves trouble when selling. You don't have to count them one by one, just sell them in bundles.
Since he is so well-behaved and cooperative, I am naturally embarrassed not to give any advice. I can see that actually... Shaq is very smart. In fact, this is a bit nonsense. He is not smart and is not a genius. Do you still want to come to arbitration school? What a joke!
But... Smart is smart, but... Shaq lacks guidance. This guidance is not the guidance of a famous teacher, but the guidance of enlightenment. It is difficult for ordinary people to help him.
Looking at Shaq who looked disappointed, I knew... He was shocked by my abnormal magic and lost confidence in himself. This is not good. If this continues for a long time, it will be difficult for him to make any progress. !
I patted Shaq on the shoulder and said calmly: "Shaq... don't you feel that there is a huge gap between you and me? There is no way to compare or catch up!"
Hearing my question, Shaq's body trembled, and then he nodded slightly and said disappointedly: "Before... in our school, I was the top one in the school, and no one could be better than me!"
Having said this, Shaq secretly shook his head and said gloomily: "But... since I came to the Arbitration Academy, I was shocked to find out... I am so ordinary, so ordinary, not to mention comparing with you, just with ordinary people. Compared with others, I am also far behind, and now I... have been reduced to the kind of student who is at the bottom of my group!"
Why…
Seeing Shaq's dejected look, I sympathize with him. Everyone who can come here is a genius among geniuses. With a population of nearly billions in the world, only 200 people can enter the Arbitration Academy every year. Those who can come here The people here are all the best from all over the world.
Like Shaq, a person who is accustomed to being proud will be hit unimaginably hard once he discovers that he is inferior to others in every way. He will doubt himself, then become depressed, and finally degenerate and believe that he is garbage!
Thinking of this, I patted Shaq on the shoulder and consoled him: "Shaq... there is something wrong with your mentality. If you can't correct your mentality, I can tell that in a few years, a person who is completely useless will Trash, that’s you!”
Shaq raised his head in shock, his eyes filled with tears, and said unwillingly: "I... I don't want to be like this. I want to go back to the past, to that proud period, and I don't want to be trash!"
Why…
I patted Shaq on the shoulder and said meaningfully: "Shaq, if you still want to be successful, if you still want to be successful, from now on, you must regard yourself as a super person. Big trash, the worst student in the school!"
ah!
After hearing my words, Shaq opened his mouth in astonishment and looked at me in disbelief. He never thought that the Red Devils would give him such advice! Oh my god... Although he has been reduced to a poor student, but... he is not the worst in the school!
And...his pride will never allow him to admit that he is trash, and the worst trash in the school!
Shaq looked at the Red Devils in astonishment. He really couldn't understand why the Red Devils would give him such a suggestion. What on earth was he thinking? What does it mean