Commanding Wind and Cloud

The sixth and seventh warrior students of the first-year warrior department joined forces to attack, and they were defeated in an instant by the energy who was currently temporarily ranked eighth, and they were so defeated that they couldn't even speak.

Rodriguez excitedly waved his fists out of thin air. As expected of the student he was optimistic about, not only could he do one-on-two battles, but in one-on-two battles, he won instantly!

"It's so handsome!" Rodriguez smiled happily, and put his eyes on the fighting position again, but found that the enthusiasm had gone away at some point, and the badges on the chests of Zelda and Fabucaras were also taken away by the enthusiasm.

"Is it blacksmithing again? This time the two arms are swinging the hammer together?" Principal Fick squinted his old shriveled eyes, and lowered his head thoughtfully: "This kid used to be a blacksmith? No! Isn't a blacksmith only able to use one arm to strike iron? Why is this kid so proficient in striking iron with his left and right arms? Does he think that blacksmithing is a very powerful fighting skill?"

The Director of Academic Affairs flicked his arm fiercely, and walked quickly into the grove without looking at the defeated two. Only a few senior fighter students were left to reminisce about how exciting the fight was just now. With such an easy one-on-two victory, the first-year fighter student is probably the only one who can compete with him, Dake, who is ranked first, and the others are not his opponents!

Rodriguez didn't leave immediately, he rested his chin on one hand and fell into deep thought, how long did it take for him to be motivated? It turned out to be level five! Theoretically speaking, it can be regarded as a fifth-level fighter! Doesn't this mean that motivation is already at the same level as me as a teacher in terms of simple competition?

"Sight! I really am a person with vision." Rodriguez looked up to the sky and smiled: "I am looking forward to it more and more. I am looking forward to the enthusiasm in the third grade. Maybe it will create a legend in Oakland and the Magic Warrior Academy? Be the first warrior to be admitted to the Fortitude Magic and Warrior Advanced Academy! It is the most famous academy in human beings, comparable to the Devil Academy of the Demon Race."

"Hey! Let me just say, duels are boring." Ke Jin withdrew his fist and shook his neck left and right, raised his hand and patted the two stunned challengers: "You guys fought well, and you will improve if you work harder."

There was silence in the grove. Several senior fighter students couldn't say they were aggressive for a while. The instant kill battle just now was really exciting.

"Brother-in-law..." Luo Lin's excited cry broke the silence of the grove.

"Get out!" Kicked Luo Lin's fat ass vigorously.

"Okay, I'm leaving, will you just be my brother-in-law?"

"Student, I understand your urgency to marry your younger sister, but you can't push your friend into the bottomless abyss."

"Student, just go with it, I won't harm you..."

"I convince you! I'll dodge first!" Gan Jin turned around and spread his legs, jumped into the woods a few times, and quickly disappeared into the woods.

"Classmate..." Luo Lin stroked his plump chin, his smiling eyes turned into slits to stare at the place where his motivation disappeared: "You will definitely become my brother-in-law."

At night, the full moon hangs high.

The Auckland Academy of Magic and Warriors was completely opposite to the hustle and bustle of the day, and fell into a relatively quiet situation. After a day of study and exercise, almost all the students went to bed early.

Ke Jin weighed the two badges he had just won in his hands, feeling extremely comfortable, and trotted out of the grove all the way.

The two badges represent a lot closer to the center of the future Spirit Fighting Formation. Qi Jin didn't want to get involved in this boring ranking before, but now that he is involved, he doesn't care about pretending to be a low-key exit.

Since he couldn't avoid trouble, and he didn't bother to dodge it anymore, the skill of blacksmithing was so easy to use in battle, which made him very happy.

Humming a ditty, Qi Jin suddenly stopped, looked into the distance by the moonlight, and found a familiar figure at the well, and two relatively tall figures that were completely unfamiliar.

"blue sky?"

Looking vigorously at the moonlight, Bi Luo, who was dodging in front of the two tall and obviously warrior students, clutching the big magic hat with both hands, was slightly taken aback. This time should be the time for the mage to meditate. Why did she come to the well again where the clothes are washed?

"I said, Bi Luo, aren't you tired of wearing a big hat all day? Why don't you take it off and let us see how ugly you are? Don't worry, even though it's night, no matter how ugly you are, I won't shout that I saw the undead."

"Why don't you pick it? That means you don't treat us as classmates! This makes us very sad. You have to make up for us. If you don't show us, you have to wash our clothes. You can choose for yourself."

Under the night, the voices of two arrogant boys rang out frequently. Biluo covered her big hat with her hands. She lowered her head and kept dodging, and said timidly: "You...you said last time that I only need to wash your clothes once, and I won't come to bully me..."

"We didn't bully you." The warrior student with a bald head and a naked upper body showing his strong body, half a head taller than his energy, gently pulled Bi Luo's magic hat with his hand, smiling like a puppy: "We are just out of concern for our classmates. But you hurt us again if you don't accept our concern and friendship."

"That's right, that's right!" The warrior student, who had the hairstyle like a rice field, was equally strong, and was nearly head taller, said with his arms folded on his chest, watching a show, "You have hurt our friendship that cares about you. You should wash our clothes and make up for it. Otherwise, we will forcefully take off your hat..."

"Don't..." Bi Luo's timid voice raised a little, her hands tried to press the hat even harder, her voice choked with sobs: "Is this the last time I will wash your clothes?"

"Of course~~Of course it's the last time."

The two warrior students showed victorious smiles, and their enthusiasm could be seen clearly from a position not far away. The eyes of these two people were not sincere, but full of jokes. It was like... like...

"It's like the look I hate the most!" Qian Jin frowned slightly, this look brought back a very bad memory in him.

If it was in the past, seeing such things that had nothing to do with him at all. Qi Jin usually simply closes his eyes, plugs his ears with both hands, and leaves as if he didn't see it.

sense of justice? Qian Jin never thinks that he is a righteous person and a hero who saves people in distress. He is just an unlucky guy who failed to awaken his blood.

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