Magical Strategist

"So I have to leave tomorrow? It's so fast! But I haven't prepared anything, and..." True Dragon looked up at Feiya's face midway through his words.

Feiya said: "And you can't bear to leave me, right?"

The real dragon wanted to nod in acquiescence, but when he saw Feiya's red eyes, he deliberately changed the subject and said, "What about you?"

Feiya said: "Nikita College is located on the outskirts of Shengjia City. Mr. Zorro asked me to report there the day after tomorrow. So, I will spend the next few years in Shengjia.

Zhenlong forced out an ugly smile and said: "That's not bad. Nikita Academy has produced batches of strong people who have reached the top. I believe that Xiaoya you will become stronger quickly in it and eventually become a great big shot."

"Don't you have any reluctance to let go? We have never been separated since we were young... This time, it's not a day or two, nor a month or two, but several years!" Feiya couldn't control it anymore. Let the tears fall freely.

"Don't cry. I will write to you often and come to see you during the holidays." Zhenlong comforted her.

"Who is crying..." Although there were tears in his eyes, he still said stubbornly. "You must take good care of yourself after I am no longer with you. If you are bullied by others, you must not swallow your anger. You must not be as weak as before. And..."

Before Feiya could finish her words, she was hugged fiercely by the real dragon.

"Xiaoya, thank you!"

Feiya didn't say a word, quietly leaning on the real dragon's shoulder.

"Don't worry, when I get to Bodor, I will definitely practice hard and become a strong man like Piro, and then protect you!" the real dragon said unswervingly.

"Your words are enough."

Considering that she had to rush early tomorrow morning, in order to let the real dragon rest early, Feiya did not stay in the real dragon's room for long. Went back around ten o'clock.

But this night, Zhenlong didn't sleep at all, and he was in a complicated mood.

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around four o'clock in the morning

In order to reduce the pain of separation, the real dragon woke Feiya who was still sleeping to say goodbye. He put on his magic robe, stepped on his magic bag, and set off.

What Zhenlong didn't expect was that Mr. Parker was waiting at the gate early to see Zhenlong off.

Parker said that he is currently undergoing treatment and will go to the Goethe Institute to practice summoning after he is cured of his bloodthirsty. Determined to become the strongest summoner.

Take care of yourself!

Take care of yourself!

The two said goodbye simply, a hug, and they will be brothers for life!

After leaving Andrew's Mansion, I rode on the Bei Ming Lion and started a new journey.

What awaits him next is the real beginning!

It was getting brighter, and a few dazzling rays of sunlight penetrated the trees and hit the earth.

The lion ran through the woods at lightning speed. The strong muscles on its body can still be seen clearly through the thick fur.

However, as a passenger, the real dragon is obviously not used to the speed of the lion. Such speed brings him more than just a heartbeat, and it may even cost him his own life.

He shouted desperately: "Slow down, slow down..." Unexpectedly, the lion roared and ran even more fiercely.

No, there are pedestrians in front of you. Slow down and stop, you damn stupid lion!

The real dragon saw a group of people walking in front of him and hurriedly tightened the rope in his hand to ask the lion to get out of the way. But the lion had no intention of stopping and kept charging forward.

At the moment of danger, the real dragon suddenly wondered whether the lion might be disdainful of human orders because it had been raised by blood elves. Fortunately, his mother Ilu had taught him a few simple words in Elvish. He shouted in Elvish: Stop!

Sure enough, the lion only heard Elvish language and could not understand human language. It immediately braked hard after hearing the command.

But the real dragon never expected that this beast would stop so suddenly. He failed to grasp the rope in his hand, and his whole body flew forward due to inertia.

fuck!

Ah!

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"Be careful, something is flying towards us!" A group of passersby hurriedly dodge when they saw the unknown object flying towards us.

Finally, there was a sound, and the real dragon plunged into the haystack.

"Did you see clearly what just flew over?"

"The speed was too fast, I didn't see clearly."

"Then you two go over and take a look."

"Yes!"

Two soldiers in armor walked towards the real dragon. After a while, the soldier said: "Young Master, he is a human being."

The person who is respectfully called Young Master is none other than Gui San, who had his front teeth knocked out by a real dragon a few days ago.

Gui San frowned and walked over to see what was going on. When he saw a red-haired boy lying in the grass, his face immediately darkened. "I was worried that I wouldn't find a chance to kill you, but I didn't expect it to come to my door so soon, Lille Dragon!"

The real dragon stood up in embarrassment, only to see a guy without front teeth glaring at him. "why is it you again!"

Guisan shrugged and said with a sly smile: "Yes, it's me. By the way, I heard that you were made a lord, right? Congratulations. But now you are a dying lord."

"It's not like enemies don't get together, and I meet such an annoying guy like you again." If a fight starts, Zhenlong will be no match for Guisan based on his current strength. The disastrous defeat in the last fight made Zhenlong well aware of Guisan's strength. The gap between the two is not just a tiny bit, but thousands of miles apart.

"What are you thinking about? Let me guess, are you thinking about who will come to save you? Stop joking, do you think you will be so lucky every time? Having said that, I am not a ruthless person, I can stay As long as you kneel down, kowtow to me three times, and then knock out your front teeth, the debt will be evened." Gui San said with a smile.

The real dragon was indeed wondering if someone would come to save him. When he looked around, he realized that this ghost place was actually a virgin forest, and no one would pass by. I can only blame myself for only taking shortcuts and choosing this path instead of taking the main road. Since death is inevitable anyway, it is better to die with dignity.

The real dragon gritted his teeth and said, "I will not bow to a villain like you."

"That's good. Then I'll make it happen for you." After saying that, Ghost Three's purple fighting spirit burst out.

You won’t really die here! The real dragon's teeth gnashed, more out of fear than resentment.

Who is not afraid of death?

Ghost San smiled evilly, picked up the magic wand in his hand and swung it with all his strength. A light blue magic circle rose into the sky.

It’s the Dragon Walk of Water again!

True Dragon has personally experienced the power of this move.

The water dragon quickly rushed towards the real dragon.

As a man, can you just sit back and wait for death in front of a powerful enemy? The desire to survive makes the real dragon instinctively assume a defensive posture. Dark silver fighting spirit burst out of the body. With a wave of the ground-breaking weapon in his hand, a thick wall of crystal balls rose from the ground.

"What a joke, using a crystal wall to defend against the water dragon? You don't even know how to use sacred armor, how can you fight me!" Gui San shouted.

You must die with dignity and risk your life. After the real dragon cast the crystal wall, he quickly cast the second spell. That is his special skill - perfect thunder!