Roreg finally explained to Duke what the gambling money was, what the profit was, and what the dividend was, but in the end Duke still snatched nearly a quarter of the gambling money, and from then on Duke understood: it turned out that money could come so easily.

Roreg was in tears. Before he could settle the bill with others, he was robbed by Duke. All the losses could only be borne by himself. This was the first time that he had encountered the professional opening in more than ten years.

...

At night, the bright moonlight filled the night sky of early summer, and countless bright starlight surround it.

The night is as transparent as the boundless sea, quiet, mysterious and extremely vast.

Duke lay on the roof tiles and felt like he could catch countless stars with one hand.

There was still a slight light in some dormitories in the distance, and some students were still practicing hard.

Suddenly, heavy breathing came from a building next door. A figure supported his knees, and his chest was undulating violently like a bellows.

Duke looked carefully and found it was Ritchie.

At this time, Ricci was soaked all over, and countless sweat ticked down. A large pool of water stains had already accumulated on the ground. Even though he was so tired, Ricci did not rest, but sat up cross-legged and meditated.

"Haha, it's not bad. This little guy should know that after squeezing out the last trace of magic on his body and consuming the last trace of power on his body, if he meditates, the magic will be more pure, the power will be more fierce, and the compression will be tighter." Duke grinned, "But the method you use is not as good as mine! However, my eyes are still very accurate. Anyone who finds a second child can be so outstanding!"

"But, the boss's position is still mine..."

Duke said firmly, he looked up at the night sky. At this time, the moonlight had risen to the top of his head, "Start practice..."

Duke's figure soon appeared in the woods he saw.

He stood lightly on a branch, as if he was astonished as the branches were blown up and down by the wind, his figure also shaking up and down, but it would not fall down.

The pendant hanging on his chest emitted a soft light under the baptism of the moonlight. The light gradually grew bigger and turned into a ball of light, covering Duke's entire body. Finally, the light flashed, Duke seemed to have disappeared from this world. People outside looked over and could not find any abnormality, but Duke was still standing on the top of the tree.

Duke didn't know the origin of this pendant, but he has been with him since he was a child. He didn't know much about its abilities. What he can use at this stage is a spell that comes with the Moonlight Holy Shield. This spell will cause a thin transparent object to appear around his body. The defense of this layer is amazing. People about two levels higher than him cannot break it. However, the disadvantages of this spell are also obvious. It consumes magic very quickly. With his current strength of a junior mage and the potential of a senior mage, it still cannot last for too long.

If the senior student really takes action during the day, Duke doesn't know what the final outcome will be, but he will try his best to cause the biggest damage to the other party before the transparent protective cover disappears, and even make the other party unable to get up again. Duke is still very confident to do this.

In just a blink of an eye, the disappearing Duke appeared again.

"Every time I come in, I feel incredible. The speed of meditating inside and restoring magic is more than five times that outside..., but now it can only be turned on under the midnight moonlight. You have to wait until the magician is at the moment to summon it.

Now I am just a junior magician, and there is a 'big magician' between the magicians. No matter how fast it is, it will take three months to half a year to advance, right? Then, the great magician, the titled magician, the holy level..., why does the road I have to go feel like a long way! But who am I? I am Duke? Daniel, under this starry sky, the descendant of the strongest man will eventually become the strongest man Duke!" Duke roared in his heart and said to himself: "I feel like I am about to break through during the day. Come on tonight and sprint towards the intermediate mage."

He put away the pendant, fell into the woods, and began a quick magic-consuming exercise.

He waved his punches and kicked them out, and each time he would bring out a series of afterimages, with the sound of the wind.

"It is really good to apply the weight-bearing technique to yourself and then do physical exercises... The effect is at least twice the physical energy, or even more. However, most people cannot do it as much as I do. After all, maintaining the weight-bearing technique requires magic to pull. So..., is there any better way?"

Duke's current state can be said to be one mind and four uses. One is to perform weight-bearing techniques, two is to do physical exercises, three is to pay attention to the surrounding environment and prevent himself from hitting trees, and four is to think about other things.

Although it seems very simple to say, very few people can do this.

Time slowly flows away, and the moon above your head begins to gradually tilt.

Duke only felt that his body was getting heavier and harder, and it was becoming more and more difficult to take steps.

Sweat slid along his forehead and the bridge of his nose into his eyes. The bitterness and tingling pain immediately made him wake up... between his eyebrows and the ends of his hair, drops of sweat were dripping down and blending into the land among the woods.

"It's not enough! Keep going!"

He gritted his teeth and shouted loudly. Although he was soaked all over, he still felt that his magic and physical strength had not been exhausted and could continue. Once again, he poured all his strength into his legs and ran forward, while waving his hands that felt like he was bound with a heavy weight of lead, and kept punching out with one punch...

"Bang!"

Duke's body could no longer hold on, and he fell to the ground with a bang. At this moment, his breathing began to become weaker...

The bright moonlight shone through the leaves and sprinkled on his face and body.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes slowly opened, and then he sat cross-legged with difficulty, and the transparent ball of light hidden his body in the woods. He began to meditate and restore his magic.

The magic fluctuations visible to the naked eye gathered towards the forest from all directions. After reaching a tree, they all surrounded them into a ball and finally disappeared.

Miles, who was patrolling the night, noticed this unusual scene. He followed the crazy flow of magic and tracked all the way to the position where Duke was hiding.

Not long after Miles arrived, an old man with a wrinkled skin on his face suddenly appeared beside him.

"Dean Herman!" Miles bowed respectfully and in a low voice.

"Haha, don't be so polite, just call me teacher." Hermann is the dean of Good College and the most powerful existence of Good College.

"This..." Miles pointed to the ball that could not see the shape but was surrounded by countless magic powers, and didn't know where to open it.

"This is that little guy, he is probably meditating..."

Hermann shook his head and said in a memory: "I have never seen people from the Daniel family, nor do I know their way of cultivation. I have only seen the contemporary patriarch of the Angus clan who guards Daniel's lineage. Do you know where the most powerful tribe in our continent lives? The broken house is only a broken tiled house, and their servant is only a twilight elderly person, but the houses that the children of this elderly person live in can be compared with some of the main buildings in the academy."

"Oh, they are all real strong men. Angus is yes, Daniel is all... They don't care how they eat or how they live, but they are all heroes who save the mainland and well-deserved heroes!" President Herman became more and more excited as he spoke, and his old body trembled slightly in the end.

"So I can tolerate everything he has in the academy, not to mention that he has never done anything that is harmful to the world, but his personality is a little arrogant. Shouldn't young people be like this?" Hermann turned his head and looked at Miles with a look of protection, which made Miles unsuspected. If he dared to say something against him, the teacher would definitely slap him with a teaching stick.

"Yes, students think so too!" Miles buried his head deeply.

"Shh, don't make a noise, he's coming out."

Hermann raised his two fingers and made a silent gesture.

"So fast?"

"Yes, the Daniel family's cultivation methods are different from those of ordinary people. They have trained their ability to use multiple things since childhood, so the magic they cultivate is more pure and stronger, and the more they can play a greater role when used in battle." Herman pulled Miles out, "but they have to endure hardships that ordinary people can't imagine... I heard all these things from that old guy Angus said."

"teacher……"

Myers didn't expect that the teacher he had always respected would even swear.

"You can say hello to the others in this woods and tell them not to come in. Let that little guy Duke be the place to practice alone." As he said that, Herman waved and told Miles not to follow him anymore, and walked alone towards a gray and black tower hidden in the dark.

...

"Click!"

As the magic power gathered wildly, a white ball formed suddenly sounded broken. Then, like a sticky magic power, it was no longer controlled by Duke, and then dissipated around.

If it weren't for the green grass around Duke sitting, moistened by magic, and far more vigorous than other places, it would be like nothing had happened here.

"Haha, it's so comfortable!"

Duke stood up and stretched his body, which had been exhausted from being exhausted from strength, could not be said to be comfortable at this moment.
Chapter completed!