"I've been annoyed with you for a long time."
Norn stared at the burly woman in front of him and said expressionlessly.
Diana frowned. With her temper, she would definitely go up and fight if provoked like this.
However, the professors had sternly warned her not to cause trouble for the girl.
Therefore, she could only suppress her displeasure and said, "If there is nothing else, just go away."
Norn tilted his head and said, "You just said that my young master is not worthy of being the head of the alchemy department?"
Diana sneered and challenged, "Yeah, I said that, what's wrong?"
"In fact, I think you are not worthy of being the chief of the melee department."
Noren said calmly, "Let's have a fight, right here."
The young master had told her before that she should try her best to take the top position in the melee department.
Although I don’t know how to become the chief.
But the simplest way is to simply crush the current chief.
"Are you crazy?"
Diana sneered, "Just you?"
Being at the same fourth level, neither is afraid of the other.
However, Noren's figure suddenly shook, and he arrived in an instant with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
This crazy woman actually dared to do it!
Diana's pupils suddenly contracted, and tremendous strength burst out from her sturdy body. She clenched her right hand into a fist, and smashed it hard at the swooping shadow like a huge siege log.
The next moment, there was a shrill, shattering sound, like a wail.
She punched with all her strength, but missed!
Noren came around behind her like a ghost and tapped her spine with his right hand.
boom!
The earth shattered!
Diana spat out a mouthful of blood. Her spine was suddenly broken. She flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, rolled heavily on the ground for more than ten times, and crashed into the fountain in the distance.
Dead silence…
When the students who were demonstrating saw this scene, they were collectively petrified.
Gulp…
Caroline swallowed, her throat rolling.
Moro narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but step back, away from the savage woman.
horrible…
Even though they are both at the fourth level, there are still differences.
Norn is a warlock who can be promoted to level five at any time, and he masters composite magic.
The power of compound magic is not just that it gives you special abilities.
The most important thing is that it can bring about a qualitative change in your magic power.
A composite warlock can crush an ordinary warlock.
Even without using special magic.
The central square fell into deathly silence.
Norn noticed that eyes from all directions were fixed on him, but he didn't care.
She shook her right hand and turned to leave.
However, at this moment, a terrifying, murderous pressure descended from the sky.
boom!
Norn seemed to feel his soul trembling and turned around suddenly.
I saw a woman's figure appear on a building in the distance.
She was a woman carrying an iron sword on her back. Her gray hair covered her face and her expression was cold and solemn. Her black windbreaker fluttered in the wind like the wings of an eagle.
A second ago, she was standing on the rooftop.
The next moment, he appeared mysteriously in the square.
"I think, am I too indulgent towards this academy, so that you have some illusion that you don't need to follow the rules in this academy?"
The woman said coldly.
Sword Master, Phyllis.
"Mr. Vice-President!"
Everyone bowed in awe.
Norn stared at the other person expressionlessly, with his hands in his pockets.
Holding an annihilation grenade.
"You should be sent to the Discipline Institute to receive discipline for injuring innocent people and attacking the head of the department. Also, your combat power seems a little off. You must have learned composite magic, right?"
Phyllis said calmly, "In this academy, students who want to learn compound magic need approval. If you learn compound magic privately, I can only destroy the magic structure in your brain."
Noren narrowed his eyes.
There was only a swish sound.
Amber arrived in an instant, landed behind the woman, and drew the iron sword from her waist.
At the same time, the ground began to shake.
The ground beneath Norn's feet rolled rapidly, carrying her away for a full two hundred meters.
Damon emerged from the ground and stood in front of her.
Phyllis didn't even look at the fat man. Instead, she glanced at the female officer behind her and said calmly, "I remember you. Your name is Amber, right? I have taught you a few lessons before. Are you sure you want to use that ridiculous sword of yours in front of me? Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Uh..." Amber didn't answer.
Can't answer that either.
A huge murderous aura oppressed her.
She gripped the hilt tightly with trembling hands, but the iron sword was vibrating wildly.
The murderous intent released by Phyllis was so powerful that it almost made her unable to breathe.
At this time, many people heard the noise in the square and rushed over.
"teacher?"
Novia walked out of the shade of the trees and saw the stalemate in the square, and subconsciously tightened her right hand.
Her first reaction was to use metal magic to temporarily hold the teacher back.
The second reaction was to look for the young man.
At the same time, Irena also came from another path, looking hurried.
Finally, a contemptuous voice broke the deadlock.
"Fuck you, who are you talking to, you idiot."
At some point, the silver-haired boy swaggered out from the crowd.
And on his shoulder stood a white cat.
"Meow… "
Phyllis' pupils suddenly contracted.
Chapter 178 Look at you, how many people have you offended
As a sixth-level top warlock and the powerful vice-president of the Holy Trinity Seminary, Phyllis had never been insulted like this in her life. She flew into a rage and acted instantly.
Then she heard the cat's meow and instinctively realized that something was wrong.
However, the precognitive necklace on her chest trembled slightly, flashing a green light.
This means, there is no danger!
There was a hint of murderous intent in the woman's eyes, and she instantly disappeared into the void!
"Oh no, is he crazy? How dare he challenge the teacher?" Novia was horrified. As the Sword Saint's student, no one knew better than her how terrifying his strength was.
Because the Sword Saint possesses an extremely rare space-based compound magic!
The Mad Lion Duke is also a sixth-level warlock who masters thunder magic. His characteristics are powerful attack power, almost invincible in close combat, super strong defense, and specialization in destroying defense. He is a berserker.
He can resist tens of thousands of troops on his own!
The Sword Saint is different. She specializes in swordsmanship and all her skills are designed to kill targets. If you ask her to fight against tens of thousands of troops, she will not be able to kill them all even if she dies of exhaustion.
But when she locked onto someone, she never missed.
At this moment, Novia tried to use metal magic to forcibly control the opponent's sword.
However, in her perception, she did not sense any metal substance on the other person!
Wooden sword!
Novia suddenly realized, and her first reaction was that the teacher had always been on guard against her!
At the same time, Irena pursed her red lips, stood under the shade of the tree, and clenched her hands.
The knuckles turned slightly white from excessive force.
There was a dead silence in the void, as if it had fallen into a quagmire; even the whistling of the wind had disappeared without a trace.
No one knows where the Sword Master is.
It could be the top of your head or the back of your head.
Maybe he will appear beside you and behead you with a sword!
Amber and Damon looked at each other, and ran towards the boss at the same time, ready to block the knife.
For a moment, the white cat let out a meow and raised its head. In its bright red eyes, there seemed to be blood-red roses blooming freely.
Boom boom!
In the silence, a heartbeat could be heard.
Even though Phyllis had escaped into the void, she was still shocked by the glimpse and was momentarily dazed. It was at this moment that her magic could no longer be maintained and she was forced to reveal a vague shadow.
"I found you, idiot."
Li Xini stretched his right hand out from his sleeve, holding a silver revolver, and pulled the trigger!
The bullet flew out from the muzzle, and the black bullet head seemed to ignite sparks, spinning and roaring.
In an instant, Phyllis broke free from the illusion and sneered.
Grip the hilt, draw the sword, and unsheathe it.
The movements were done in one go, and were so fast and smooth that it was unbelievable!
Countless cold sword lights crisscrossed each other, as if overlapping in an instant, and flashed like phantoms!
With a click, the flying bullet was cut into countless pieces.
This is the power of the Sword Saint.
Frightening swordsmanship and unpredictable space magic.
Licinius's shot seemed as ridiculous as a flying insect.
"Valerius Licinius? I have heard of you. If you think that the ridiculous so-called thermal weapons you made can really work against high-level warlocks, then you are too stupid." Phyllis's eyes revealed a hint of cruelty, and she swung the wooden sword in her hand.
Li Xini raised his eyebrows, showed a nasty smile, and said, "Really? Actually, I don't think so. Because garbage should have the smell of garbage."