The moment Duke cast the Moonlight Holy Shield, two senior students pulled out their slender swords with a clever heart.

"I... said... I've never allowed a fight here, I have to fight out and fight..."

Suddenly a delicate shout came, and a black figure flashed immediately, followed by a two-thumping sound. The two senior students rushed forward and smashed the ground hard, knocking the escalator on the third floor and falling down.

Elves are known for their speed and are also famous for their powerful magical talents throughout the continent. However, because they are not large in number and are not so easy to breed offspring, although elves are noble, they are not often seen in Galgaron.

"Did I ask you to help? Can't I solve it myself?"

Duke yelled at Susan.

"Little guy, it's been a long time since I saw you. Is that old man Angus okay?" Susan smiled charmingly, and had nothing to do with the image of two junior big swordsmen who had just been slapped away.

"What a f*ck! I have acquaintances everywhere I go, how can I play?" Duke glanced at Susan and walked into the teacher.

However, because of his words, the entire teacher began to be excited.

Duke, the madman, actually talked to Professor Susan so impolitely. Wright, who was the most unbearable thing about Duke, had already gritted his teeth.

But after Professor Hall's last incident, he no longer wanted to fight for the dignity of a mage for Duke's affairs. Of course, it was mainly because Professor Susan seemed very familiar with Duke.

Since Duke carried the boy sitting next to the little fox in the first class, no male animal was found next to the little fox's seat, so Duke sat next to the little fox easily.

Susan cleared her throat in front of the podium and said, "The speed of magic power running in the body is related to the magic formulas we use. The magic formulas that ordinary magicians can master can have at most five magic spirals. In the Good Academy, you don't have to worry about finding those advanced magic formulas. In the academy's library, the lowest magic formulas are all eight magic spirals, and the maximum is fifteen. But it does not mean that the more spins the better, it also varies from person to person. If the magic formula with ten magic spirals cannot be digested and converted into a part of itself, then this formula is not as good as a formula with only eight spirals."

"I spent a lot of effort on the research of the magic spiral formula. Finally, I found that in fact everyone can learn the magic formula with fifteen spirals, but they have to make unimaginable efforts. I have tested thirty students with different talents in the academy before and asked them to learn magic formulas with different numbers. It turns out that even if the person with poor talent is, he can master the magic formula with twelve spirals."

"So, as long as you are willing to work hard, talent is not a problem. What's more, who can enter Good Academy, who is not talented?"

Susan said slowly like an oriole's voice, slowly attracting everyone's attraction, but there was also another, that is, Duke, who unknowingly held the little fox's tail in his hand and played with it.

"The more magic power spins, the more difficult it will be when you later upgrade the magic level, but once you are promoted, the strength you have is unquestionable." Susan looked at Duke, and saw that he had no interest in his class, and was not angry.

Anyway, what he said is useless to Duke. Magic spiral? That kid learned the formula of unique eighteen magic spirals! This is why his magic potential is something that others can hardly imagine.

As soon as he entered the classroom door, Susan felt the faint aura emitted by the high-level magician on Duke, and said intimately, he couldn't treat Duke in a normal manner.

Although Duke did not listen carefully, it did not affect everyone, so Susan let Duke lie down behind him and fall asleep. Yes, from the position in front of the stage, Duke was sleeping.

...

After lunch, Duke walked towards Statham Forest. Halfway through, the two seniors who blocked him at the classroom door in the morning blocked his way, but there were some slight scratches and blood stains on their faces.

"Dry!"

Duke roared, and the Moonlight Holy Shield had already enveloped him, and then he rushed over.

The two junior swordsmen were stunned. The information said that this guy was an intermediate mage. Why did he run towards him? Isn’t this a behavior that only warriors do?

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

What shocked the two of them even more was that when this guy ran wildly, the noise caused was no less than that of a high-level swordsman.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

A transparent fist and a transparent sole shot towards them, and they had never seen such a fighting style before. In their impression, the mage hid behind the back and cast spells far away, throwing spells; or it was a warrior, fisting to the flesh, and greeting the other party with one sword and one sword. Where was this kind of mage like a close-range attack?

Although shocked by Duke's unique attack method, they had experienced the experience of blood and fire. In just a moment, they pulled out the thin sword in their hands, slashed and slashed down fiercely.

"Click!" "Click!"

Two sounds of glass cracking into the cracks made, and two transparent objects sank down, making it difficult to cause a second damage to them.

"So strong! So hard!" thought to both of them.

For the first time, they could not even break a spell from an intermediate mage. This made the two of them who received the boss's order to complete it, like a slap on their face. There was no need to think that if they really couldn't complete it, they would definitely be beaten up after going back.

This is why the two of them squatted here before they went back to deal with the injuries on their faces, waiting for Duke to appear.

"Hmph! No matter how strong or hard you are, you can defeat me!"

One of the junior great swordsmen roared, picked up the sword again and stabbed it hard, pointing directly at Duke.

As his sword pierced out, a faint light wrapped the slender sword body. This was because he applied magic and martial arts to the thin sword. The slender sword body gathered into a small sword edge, shining with dazzling light by the afternoon sunlight.

"Swish!"

The sword finally broke through Duke's transparent fist for the second time. The slender sword body stabbed half of the fist, but it could not be penetrated.

When the sword could no longer move forward, the transparent fist was still tied to the sword. After holding on for a few seconds, it slowly faded and dissipated.

"Strike with swords!"

The junior great swordsman roared, and the other great swordsman understood it, immediately followed his steps and circled around him. At the same time, the two thin swords danced crosswise, but the direction of his progress was still Duke.

"Two slags actually want to destroy my nap time, damn it!"

Duke roared angrily, and the moonlight shield that enveloped his hands and feet was thickened at this moment.

"Bang bang bang!"

Duke slapped his hands together hard, making a loud noise. He shook his neck and made a crunching sound, speeding up again and rushed towards the two great swordsmen.

In the sword fighting, the two of them united and used sword skills of more than one plus one. While it was difficult to dodge, they could also increase damage exponentially. Often, after being attacked by them for the first time, they were sentenced to death because they would not give them a second chance.

However, this time, the sword strike, which was unfavorable to them, made a mistake.

When they had just flipped their bodies and faced Duke head-on, Duke's huge fist had already appeared in the center of the two thin swords.

At this moment, their faces showed incredible solemnity. They cooperated with countless sword-combining attacks, and they instantly broke the opponent. It was so simple. When they flipped over and saw a short dead corner in their eyes.

"Is the other party's reaction speed so fast?"

What a terrifying insight, and the ability to grasp the timing? The two of them sighed in their hearts, at least they could not do it.

After Duke rushed into the middle of the two thin swords, a trace of cold breath began to spread rapidly with the sword edges of the two thin swords. In just a moment, the appearance of the two thin swords was like a layer of silver-white snowflakes.

The cold sword, which exudes a cold and bone-permeable aura, let them go and throw them away in just a moment.

But the moment they let go, a trace of frozen ice from the ground supported the two thin swords, as if they were floating in mid-air.

"Ice crystals cool!"

Compared to when Oreal was frozen, the spell Duke used at this time seemed to be more powerful. Some subtle changes made Duke happy, and the feeling of becoming stronger was really exciting.

The two junior swordsmen thought that they would be safe after they let go of their swords, but as soon as they moved, they found that their bodies could not move.

The cold feeling was from feet to head, and in an instant, both of them became motionless statues in the ice crystals.

"Do you know? When you are frozen, you will knock it hard and everything will break in pieces!"

Duke stretched out his right hand, his fingers formed a sword, and knocked it slightly hard on the thin sword.

With a click, the thin sword that Duke hit was broken and fell to the ground.

At this moment, the two junior swordsmen couldn't help but be shocked. If Duke had knocked them so casually, they would have broken them into pieces without exaggeration. They were not confident enough to think that their bodies were stronger than thin swords.

"Who is your boss?"

Suddenly, Duke asked softly, making the two junior great swordsmen confused.
Chapter completed!