Chapter 28: 28
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"Oh, damn it, I'll lose again this time. It's crawell. The newcomers can't resist three rounds. Damn Shylock, did you know it was him early in the morning?"
"You are a profiteer again. I remember you, fat man."
Allen looked at his opponent and the chip had projected his data.
"Name: crawell, strength: 3.6, agility: 2.8, physique: 3.5, spirit: 9.1, skill: unknown."
Seeing its attribute, Allen's pupil blinked blue. His physical quality was only a senior Knight apprentice, but his mental strength reached the peak of a second-class wizard apprentice, which was more than 2 points higher than Allen, but his physical quality was far inferior.
"Crayville, you're here. Do you need to prepare?" mocra walked forward enthusiastically.
"No, after the test, I have to go back to meditate and prepare for a breakthrough. Let's start quickly." crawell said expressionless.
"All right!" mokra shrugged his shoulders.
"What about you? Do you need time to prepare?" mocra turned to Allen.
"Wait a minute, I need to do one thing first," Alan said casually.
"How long will it take? Our time is very precious. Please hurry up." mocra nodded.
"Excuse me, can I make a bet?" Alan asked when he came to the fat man.
"Of course, the maximum limit is 10 magic stones." Shylock said with a smile.
"Well, I'll beat myself to win, 10 magic stones." Alan took out the magic stone and handed it to the fat man.
"My younger brother seems very confident. Take care of my business so much and cooperate more with opportunities in the future." the fat man narrowed his smiling eyes and patted Alan on the shoulder.
"Well, my business is done and I can start!" Alan smiled at mocra.
The two stood in the training ground, 30 meters apart, with the temporary referee saying "start!"
They moved in an instant.
Crawell cast spells while moving. After training, all combat wizards can move and cast spells. Allen cast a sharp arrow as light as a swallow and as fast as a string, and rushed to crawell.
Craiwell pointed to the wand in his hand, and a light green translucent mask appeared on his body, followed by another spiritual light. The arrows composed of three wind elements flew towards Allen in an instant.
There are at least two enchanted items on this crawell, one is the magic wand, and the other can release arrow. It's easy to get the upper hand at the beginning.
Allen's speed is very fast. As soon as he is close, he collides with the arrow, but the chip has already calculated the running track of the arrow. With a light sword in Allen's hand, he can easily change the direction of the arrow without reducing the speed.
After releasing the arrow technique, Allen was ready for the next spell. Allen's speed did not slow down, and he had crossed nearly half the distance between breathing. A piece of white grease in his hand gently flashed, and a greasy ground appeared in front of crawell. Crawell, who was moving and casting the spell, did not respond in time, stepped on it, his feet slipped, and stumbled and fell to the ground.
However, the injured spell was not disordered at all. At the moment of his fall, a small tornado appeared around Allen.
As soon as he appeared, he immediately surrounded Allen. The flame ring in Allen's hand was full of red light. Three fireballs emerged around his body in a row, and then exploded outward in an instant. The shock wave directly scattered the formed tornado.
The footsteps did not stop at all, and several jumps still stood beside crawell. The long sword that had not been shot in his hand had been raised high, and the bright sword light flashed and chopped down at him.
"Stop!"
"Show mercy!"
Mokra and Clyde, who were standing by to watch the war, shouted.
Hearing mokra's fierce drink, Allen didn't respond. He cut down the sword without stopping. Only when he pierced the wind element barrier, the sword body was horizontal, and the sword ridge beat hard on his chest.
When the wind element barrier was broken, crawell's hands were slow and his feet were disordered. Before he got up, Alan had slapped his sword on his chest in his desperate eyes.
Alan is like playing golf. One sword blows crawell far away. Then he waved a sword flower with his right hand and took the long sword back to his waist.
Mokra had rushed to Alan and grabbed Alan by the collar.
"Didn't you hear me tell you to stop?" a pair of eyes stared at Alan fiercely.
Allen moved his fingers, pinched the joints of his hand and shook him away.
"You can stop if you say you stop. Bidou changes rapidly. It's normal that you can't stop. Why, if you lose, you don't admit it and want to do it?" Alan stroked his collar and glanced at mokra.
"You..."
"If you lose, you'll lose. Crawell is fine again. He's just injured. Just stay for a few days. I'm in charge here." mokra wanted to go on, but Clyde robbed him for a while and said directly: "Ai Lu did a good job. Your strength is really beyond my expectation."
"Hehe, you should have confidence in your mentor," Alan said with a smile.
"Of course I have confidence in my mentor, but your performance really surprised me."
"Well, let's talk about this first. I'll get my prize first. Ha ha, it's not a small amount. I'm rich today." Alan said with a smile.
Not far away, there was a wail, and Shylock had constipation on his face. Originally, if Allen won, he could have recorded more than 20 magic stones, but Allen finally pressed 10 pieces. Now he didn't make a profit and lost two pieces.
"Dear Mr. Shylock, I'll get my bonus." Alan stood in front of the fat man with a smile on his face.
"You are much smarter than me, Alan. Really, you should do business. I think you will become a rich man among wizards soon. Are you interested in cooperating with me..." Shylock packed up his mood and talked endlessly.
"Well, I'll talk about this later. Now I want to see my lovely magic stone. I don't think I need to say it again, right, Mr. Shylock?" Alan interrupted Shylock's chatter with a smile.
"Well, sir, this is your bonus and principal, but I really want to cooperate with you. Let's..." the fat man took out 40 Magic stones and wanted to continue to fight for one.
"Well, I see, Mr. Shylock, I'll cooperate with you if necessary. Well, that's it today. I have something else to do. Excuse me." Alan took forty magic stones, said perfunctorily, and turned away.
After seeing the end of the competition, everyone left the training ground in twos and threes. Alan came to Clyde again and left the training ground together.
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"Oh, damn it, I'll lose again this time. It's crawell. The newcomers can't resist three rounds. Damn Shylock, did you know it was him early in the morning?"
"You are a profiteer again. I remember you, fat man."
Allen looked at his opponent and the chip had projected his data.
"Name: crawell, strength: 3.6, agility: 2.8, physique: 3.5, spirit: 9.1, skill: unknown."
Seeing its attribute, Allen's pupil blinked blue. His physical quality was only a senior Knight apprentice, but his mental strength reached the peak of a second-class wizard apprentice, which was more than 2 points higher than Allen, but his physical quality was far inferior.
"Crayville, you're here. Do you need to prepare?" mocra walked forward enthusiastically.
"No, after the test, I have to go back to meditate and prepare for a breakthrough. Let's start quickly." crawell said expressionless.
"All right!" mokra shrugged his shoulders.
"What about you? Do you need time to prepare?" mocra turned to Allen.
"Wait a minute, I need to do one thing first," Alan said casually.
"How long will it take? Our time is very precious. Please hurry up." mocra nodded.
"Excuse me, can I make a bet?" Alan asked when he came to the fat man.
"Of course, the maximum limit is 10 magic stones." Shylock said with a smile.
"Well, I'll beat myself to win, 10 magic stones." Alan took out the magic stone and handed it to the fat man.
"My younger brother seems very confident. Take care of my business so much and cooperate more with opportunities in the future." the fat man narrowed his smiling eyes and patted Alan on the shoulder.
"Well, my business is done and I can start!" Alan smiled at mocra.
The two stood in the training ground, 30 meters apart, with the temporary referee saying "start!"
They moved in an instant.
Crawell cast spells while moving. After training, all combat wizards can move and cast spells. Allen cast a sharp arrow as light as a swallow and as fast as a string, and rushed to crawell.
Craiwell pointed to the wand in his hand, and a light green translucent mask appeared on his body, followed by another spiritual light. The arrows composed of three wind elements flew towards Allen in an instant.
There are at least two enchanted items on this crawell, one is the magic wand, and the other can release arrow. It's easy to get the upper hand at the beginning.
Allen's speed is very fast. As soon as he is close, he collides with the arrow, but the chip has already calculated the running track of the arrow. With a light sword in Allen's hand, he can easily change the direction of the arrow without reducing the speed.
After releasing the arrow technique, Allen was ready for the next spell. Allen's speed did not slow down, and he had crossed nearly half the distance between breathing. A piece of white grease in his hand gently flashed, and a greasy ground appeared in front of crawell. Crawell, who was moving and casting the spell, did not respond in time, stepped on it, his feet slipped, and stumbled and fell to the ground.
However, the injured spell was not disordered at all. At the moment of his fall, a small tornado appeared around Allen.
As soon as he appeared, he immediately surrounded Allen. The flame ring in Allen's hand was full of red light. Three fireballs emerged around his body in a row, and then exploded outward in an instant. The shock wave directly scattered the formed tornado.
The footsteps did not stop at all, and several jumps still stood beside crawell. The long sword that had not been shot in his hand had been raised high, and the bright sword light flashed and chopped down at him.
"Stop!"
"Show mercy!"
Mokra and Clyde, who were standing by to watch the war, shouted.
Hearing mokra's fierce drink, Allen didn't respond. He cut down the sword without stopping. Only when he pierced the wind element barrier, the sword body was horizontal, and the sword ridge beat hard on his chest.
When the wind element barrier was broken, crawell's hands were slow and his feet were disordered. Before he got up, Alan had slapped his sword on his chest in his desperate eyes.
Alan is like playing golf. One sword blows crawell far away. Then he waved a sword flower with his right hand and took the long sword back to his waist.
Mokra had rushed to Alan and grabbed Alan by the collar.
"Didn't you hear me tell you to stop?" a pair of eyes stared at Alan fiercely.
Allen moved his fingers, pinched the joints of his hand and shook him away.
"You can stop if you say you stop. Bidou changes rapidly. It's normal that you can't stop. Why, if you lose, you don't admit it and want to do it?" Alan stroked his collar and glanced at mokra.
"You..."
"If you lose, you'll lose. Crawell is fine again. He's just injured. Just stay for a few days. I'm in charge here." mokra wanted to go on, but Clyde robbed him for a while and said directly: "Ai Lu did a good job. Your strength is really beyond my expectation."
"Hehe, you should have confidence in your mentor," Alan said with a smile.
"Of course I have confidence in my mentor, but your performance really surprised me."
"Well, let's talk about this first. I'll get my prize first. Ha ha, it's not a small amount. I'm rich today." Alan said with a smile.
Not far away, there was a wail, and Shylock had constipation on his face. Originally, if Allen won, he could have recorded more than 20 magic stones, but Allen finally pressed 10 pieces. Now he didn't make a profit and lost two pieces.
"Dear Mr. Shylock, I'll get my bonus." Alan stood in front of the fat man with a smile on his face.
"You are much smarter than me, Alan. Really, you should do business. I think you will become a rich man among wizards soon. Are you interested in cooperating with me..." Shylock packed up his mood and talked endlessly.
"Well, I'll talk about this later. Now I want to see my lovely magic stone. I don't think I need to say it again, right, Mr. Shylock?" Alan interrupted Shylock's chatter with a smile.
"Well, sir, this is your bonus and principal, but I really want to cooperate with you. Let's..." the fat man took out 40 Magic stones and wanted to continue to fight for one.
"Well, I see, Mr. Shylock, I'll cooperate with you if necessary. Well, that's it today. I have something else to do. Excuse me." Alan took forty magic stones, said perfunctorily, and turned away.
After seeing the end of the competition, everyone left the training ground in twos and threes. Alan came to Clyde again and left the training ground together.
"Oh, damn it, I'll lose again this time. It's crawell. The newcomers can't resist three rounds. Damn Shylock, did you know it was him early in the morning?""You are a profiteer again. I remember you, fat man."Allen looked at his opponent and the chip had projected his data."Name: crawell, strength: 3.6, agility: 2.8, physique: 3.5, spirit: 9.1, skill: unknown."Seeing its attribute, Allen's pupil blinked blue. His physical quality was only a senior Knight apprentice, but his mental strength reached the peak of a second-class wizard apprentice, which was more than 2 points higher than Allen, but his physical quality was far inferior."Crayville, you're here. Do you need to prepare?" mocra walked forward enthusiastically."No, after the test, I have to go back to meditate and prepare for a breakthrough. Let's start quickly." crawell said expressionless."All right!" mokra shrugged his shoulders."What about you? Do you need time to prepare?" mocra turned to Allen."Wait a minute, I need to do one thing first," Alan said casually."How long will it take? Our time is very precious. Please hurry up." mocra nodded."Excuse me, can I make a bet?" Alan asked when he came to the fat man."Of course, the maximum limit is 10 magic stones." Shylock said with a smile."Well, I'll beat myself to win, 10 magic stones." Alan took out the magic stone and handed it to the fat man."My younger brother seems very confident. Take care of my business so much and cooperate more with opportunities in the future." the fat man narrowed his smiling eyes and patted Alan on the shoulder."Well, my business is done and I can start!" Alan smiled at mocra.The two stood in the training ground, 30 meters apart, with the temporary referee saying "start!"They moved in an instant.Crawell cast spells while moving. After training, all combat wizards can move and cast spells. Allen cast a sharp arrow as light as a swallow and as fast as a string, and rushed to crawell.Craiwell pointed to the wand in his hand, and a light green translucent mask appeared on his body, followed by another spiritual light. The arrows composed of three wind elements flew towards Allen in an instant.There are at least two enchanted items on this crawell, one is the magic wand, and the other can release arrow. It's easy to get the upper hand at the beginning.Allen's speed is very fast. As soon as he is close, he collides with the arrow, but the chip has already calculated the running track of the arrow. With a light sword in Allen's hand, he can easily change the direction of the arrow without reducing the speed.After releasing the arrow technique, Allen was ready for the next spell. Allen's speed did not slow down, and he had crossed nearly half the distance between breathing. A piece of white grease in his hand gently flashed, and a greasy ground appeared in front of crawell. Crawell, who was moving and casting the spell, did not respond in time, stepped on it, his feet slipped, and stumbled and fell to the ground.However, the injured spell was not disordered at all. At the moment of his fall, a small tornado appeared around Allen.As soon as he appeared, he immediately surrounded Allen. The flame ring in Allen's hand was full of red light. Three fireballs emerged around his body in a row, and then exploded outward in an instant. The shock wave directly scattered the formed tornado.The footsteps did not stop at all, and several jumps still stood beside crawell. The long sword that had not been shot in his hand had been raised high, and the bright sword light flashed and chopped down at him."Stop!""Show mercy!"Mokra and Clyde, who were standing by to watch the war, shouted.Hearing mokra's fierce drink, Allen didn't respond. He cut down the sword without stopping. Only when he pierced the wind element barrier, the sword body was horizontal, and the sword ridge beat hard on his chest.When the wind element barrier was broken, crawell's hands were slow and his feet were disordered. Before he got up, Alan had slapped his sword on his chest in his desperate eyes.Alan is like playing golf. One sword blows crawell far away. Then he waved a sword flower with his right hand and took the long sword back to his waist.Mokra had rushed to Alan and grabbed Alan by the collar."Didn't you hear me tell you to stop?" a pair of eyes stared at Alan fiercely.Allen moved his fingers, pinched the joints of his hand and shook him away."You can stop if you say you stop. Bidou changes rapidly. It's normal that you can't stop. Why, if you lose, you don't admit it and want to do it?" Alan stroked his collar and glanced at mokra."You...""If you lose, you'll lose. Crawell is fine again. He's just injured. Just stay for a few days. I'm in charge here." mokra wanted to go on, but Clyde robbed him for a while and said directly: "Ai Lu did a good job. Your strength is really beyond my expectation.""Hehe, you should have confidence in your mentor," Alan said with a smile."Of course I have confidence in my mentor, but your performance really surprised me.""Well, let's talk about this first. I'll get my prize first. Ha ha, it's not a small amount. I'm rich today." Alan said with a smile.Not far away, there was a wail, and Shylock had constipation on his face. Originally, if Allen won, he could have recorded more than 20 magic stones, but Allen finally pressed 10 pieces. Now he didn't make a profit and lost two pieces."Dear Mr. Shylock, I'll get my bonus." Alan stood in front of the fat man with a smile on his face."You are much smarter than me, Alan. Really, you should do business. I think you will become a rich man among wizards soon. Are you interested in cooperating with me..." Shylock packed up his mood and talked endlessly."Well, I'll talk about this later. Now I want to see my lovely magic stone. I don't think I need to say it again, right, Mr. Shylock?" Alan interrupted Shylock's chatter with a smile."Well, sir, this is your bonus and principal, but I really want to cooperate with you. Let's..." the fat man took out 40 Magic stones and wanted to continue to fight for one."Well, I see, Mr. Shylock, I'll cooperate with you if necessary. Well, that's it today. I have something else to do. Excuse me." Alan took forty magic stones, said perfunctorily, and turned away.After seeing the end of the competition, everyone left the training ground in twos and threes. Alan came to Clyde again and left the training ground together.
