Compared to the pain in memory, the pain of being bitten by the Fire Lotus Technique for billions of times this time is extremely real. Duke only wishes to destroy the entire world, but in this state, he can still stay awake. Is there any element in this medicine that makes the head clear?

This pain did not last long. Although those cells were hungry and greedily absorbing nutrients from the medicinal power, they could not feel so uncomfortable except for the first time.

"Does it hurt so much? I'm really used to it?" Duke couldn't help thinking, "Those two old men are a little conscientious, but they just stopped hurting again."

If Hermann and Angus knew that Duke thought so, they would probably be so angry that they vomited blood. It would be simple to engrave anyway. They are all formations that gather demons and clear the spirit and awaken the brain. However, it would be really difficult to collect magic materials for half a month, not to mention that they should always maintain sufficient medicinal power in the bathtub, and to deliberately use a device like a communicator, the materials needed are so much that Duke could not imagine.

As time passed, Duke kept meditating, not feeling hungry or tired. The green liquid was always at that level, green, and it felt full of vitality and full of moisture. Every tiny molecule in his body was always strong, and the magic power was stored more and more. When the potential broke through to the advanced mage and reached the magician, Duke suddenly surprised: "Hmm? Are you going to break through to the great mage?"

But on the second day of the special training, Duke actually felt like he was going to be promoted, which made him a little happy, but he was not crazy yet. Even without this, he believed that he would definitely be promoted to the great wizard within half a month.

This comes from the confidence that belongs to the Daniel family!

Article 3: Duke was successfully promoted to the great mage, and the cells that stored magic power also underwent earth-shaking changes at this moment.

There is a watershed between the mage and the wizard.

Duke's current magic potential is in the magician stage. The magic power he has is enough to support the consumption of the previous five advanced mages. He believes that if he meets that guy Kunte now, even if he stands still and just drives the Moonlight Holy Shield, he will exhaust the other party.

Fifteen days passed quietly, Duke's magic potential finally accumulated on the last day, and his true strength was also promoted to the intermediate mage, which actually spanned five levels. If he said it, I don't know how many people would call him a lunatic.

...

The breeze is gentle and the sunset is setting, dyeing the clouds in the west sky red.

In the Statham Forest, there are rustling leaves from time to time, and occasionally accompanied by some insects and birds, making them appear peaceful and quiet.

If it weren't for the occasional banging sound, such a world would be enough to be painted by the painter and spread to the mainland forever.

"Qunte, you bastard, actually came to sneak attack us while Duke is away..., cough..., fuck..., come again!"

Ricci's voice was a little hoarse, and a trace of blood was coughing out from the corner of his mouth. On the ground, there were already several moaning companions, Roreg, Vic, Bazart, and Frank; those who were still standing, but were also shaking, were himself, Douglas and Dios. Fortunately, the girls were not playing here.

"Hmph!" Kunte snorted coldly, extremely disdainful: "Duke? Now I am a swordsman. Even if Duke is here, so what? Even if he is a genius, he has been promoted from a high-level mage to a great mage again, so what? There is a huge difference between a swordsman and a great swordsman. It is no exaggeration to say that a swordsman is enough to deal with ten great swordsmen. I am more than ten times stronger than before?"

Kant held a sword in one hand and pointed at the ground obliquely. The double-edged sword on his right hand actually started from the end of the sword, slowly flowing with a faint halo. After reaching the hilt of the sword, it flowed out from the end of the sword, and it continued over and over again.

This is the biggest difference between swordsmen and swordsmen. They can attach magic power to weapons, so that the weapon has more amazing combat power. With a casual swing, it can cut iron like mud. Combined with more advanced swordsman martial arts, it can cause terrifying damage. Simply put, the Great Swordsman's Kunte needs to rely on the Ice Crystal Cold Sword to activate the Ice Crystal Cold Sword and enhance combat power. But now, any sword can evaporate the unique skills of the Ice Crystal Cold Sword.

But the magic power of swordsmen is much lower than that of magicians of the same level. They rely more on swordsman skills and their own strength.

"My requirements are not high. As long as you apologize in front of everyone, admit that you are garbage, and return all the gold coins to me, I will not care about those. When I enter the Stan secret realm and encounter it, I may help you." Kunte held the double-edged sword and waved it back and forth. A trace of cold air emerged from the end of the sword. The moment it crossed the ground, some tender green grass along the way began to frost and freeze.

"Your mother... I just want to do it one word!"

Ricci has been training day and night for crazy days and nights, and has touched the threshold of an intermediate mage from a junior mage. With just a little bit, he can be promoted again. In the past half month, he has only been promoted twice, and he is very dissatisfied with this.

"Even if I lie for half a month, even if I can't enter the secret realm, I want you to know that even the ugliest dogtail grass is still a flower!" Richie's heart was in a state of mind, and obscure syllables began to be emitted, and a trace of magic was overflowing in his hand. As his fingers changed, a spell quickly formed in front of him.

"It seems you chose to die!"

Kunte said coldly, holding the sword's hand tightened even more. This time he decided not to give up these annoying newcomers lightly.

"Looking for death? Bastard, who are you talking to?"

At this moment, a loud roar came from afar. Before the sound could fall, a figure rushed to the middle of Ricci and Quent.

With a bang, Duke raised his hand and slapped it on Quent's head, "Bastard, you've been so arrogant after not seeing you for half a month. Did you forget the pain after your injuries healed? Do you know what this is called? This is a slut!"

“…”

The muscles on Kunte's face kept twitching. It was not that Duke would suddenly appear, but that the other party would dare to slap him.

"Sword Master, Kunte is already a sword master. Is this guy an idiot? He actually dares to directly slash the other party's head?"

"I finally got the iron plate, and this guy should be cleaned up."

"Boss, beat him to death, and beat him to death."

The people who came to watch behind Kunte and the people in Kunte's team looked at Duke with idiots, as if Duke's next fate had been decided.

"Bang!" Another crisp sound came out.

Just as everyone was stunned, they saw Duke actually slapped again, slapped Quint's head, which was much stronger than before.

And because Duke is not as tall as Gent, Duke still jumped up and hit in these two moves.

"Bastard, what's your expression? Do you still want to hit me?"

“Buzz!”

Suddenly, a unique buzzing sound of swords suddenly sounded. At this moment, the double-edged sword in Kunte's hand trembled violently because he was angry, and it made a burst of buzzing sound, which shows how angry Kwante was.

"Ice Flame Sword!" Kunte shouted loudly, and the double-edged sword in his hand emitted a cold breath. A breath like an ice cave was emitted around his body. Countless tiny frozen particles actually began to rotate around him quickly, just like the ice and snow forest he was in the extreme north, swept by the strong wind carrying snowflakes.

With a slap, the sword he held was slanted by was swept from bottom to top, and a frozen white on the ground began to produce ice slag wherever the sword light went.

But when Quent's sword streaked through the air, Duke's figure flashed behind him.

At this time, countless magic powers in Duke's hands began to surge. When the surging aura suddenly came out, Kunte was shocked. What kind of strength is this? The magic fluctuations he emitted actually made him feel terrified.

"Fire Lotus Heaven!"

Just as he felt his heart palpitations, a terrifying wave of heat began to hit. Kunte felt as if he was surrounded by countless flames, as if he had jumped in from a crater. The longer the time, the deeper the feeling of being burned and hot.

“So hot!”

Gent's left hand began to tear his collar, trying to cool himself down.

At this moment, the double-edged sword on his right hand, which had originally appeared with a hint of cold, began to turn red, just like the sword had not been forged and had just been taken out of the furnace.

With a ping-pong sound, his right hand holding the sword was burned loose by the hilt, and the double-edged sword fell down.

"Ba!" "Ba!" "Ba!" "Ba!"

Duke also retracted the cast of the spell, but he jumped up again and slapped Quint on the head. While slapping, Duke also shouted: "Bastard, I originally wanted to accept you as my younger brother, but I don't want you like a guy who is disrespectful to the boss. Now you are crying and begging me, I don't want you either, and I want to beat you up and let someone redeem you!"

Finally, amid Duke's almost violent slap, the onlookers suddenly woke up.

"It's someone who comes to redeem again. How much does this guy want to kidnap and rob others?"

"Oh my God, the sword master was defeated like this?"

"That spell can be cast by a high-level magician, how can it pose such a great threat to the swordsman? It makes no sense. Unless this spell is cast by a great magician, this kind of low-level spell is impossible, and it must be impossible..."

Some people sighed infinitely that they either did not believe that Duke had defeated the swordsman like this, or were thinking about the details of the spell of the Fire Lotus Heaven.

"No, it's so fierce, how can we bear it? Is it still possible for people to play with?"

"I think I will retreat when he appears in the future."

"Fight...defeat the sword master..., then what is his strength?"
Chapter completed!