Magical Strategist

Whoosh whoosh!

Four more musket shots were fired. The real dragon hiding behind the blazing wall of flames has the attitude of "strategizing and winning thousands of miles".

"It's just too small. Chapter 242: Baggio recruits his disciples and uses large-area attack spells on his opponents, just like this!" Dean stretched out his right hand, pointed his index finger straight ahead, and a giant fireball rolled over.

"Fireball of blazing fire!"

Blazing Fireball is an intermediate fire magic. Different from Fireball, its size and destructive power are far greater than Fireball.

When the fireball rolled into the wall of flames, there was only a puff sound, and the wall of flames was swallowed up.

Another ability of the fireball is to swallow other "weak fires" and then strengthen itself. The ball expanded rapidly until it finally exploded. Suddenly, flames shot into the sky, countless sparks flew everywhere, and the entire training ground became a world of flames.

"No!" Dean stared at the fire, with a hint of regret on his face. Although this blazing fireball only used 20% of the mana, I'm still a freshman after all, so it's okay to be seriously injured accidentally.

"I'm fine, but thank you for your mercy."

"You...when did you do it?" Dean said with shame. Because there was something hard pushing against his waist. Taking a closer look, it turned out to be the earth-shattering staff of a true dragon.

Dean wanted to test the students' strength, so he didn't show his true abilities, so his perception ability stayed at a low level. I thought it would be more than enough to deal with these trainee magicians.

Unexpectedly, the real dragon's movement skills were extremely weird. Not only was it not hurt by the blazing fireball, it was also able to counterattack quickly. In the end, due to his own lack of judgment, he was successfully attacked by a new kid with silver fighting spirit.

"I really didn't see it. There are still two more seconds."

"Thank you for the compliment." The real dragon retracted his earth-shattering staff and said with his hands clasped in fists.

Generally speaking, the speed, combat experience, and magic strength of a silver vindictive magician are not as strong as this. Dean then looked at the real dragon from head to toe and found that the boy seemed to still have hidden strength.

The real dragon divides the essence source into three parts from the beginning, focusing on the eyes, ears, and feet. With the enhancement of the essence source, vision, hearing, and movement speed are enhanced. So he was able to react the moment Dean cast the fireball: his lower body suddenly exerted force, using the sputtering flames as a cover, and quickly moved to Dean's side.

But then again, if Dean fights seriously, the real dragon won't be able to get close to his opponent easily.

"Wow, you actually lost to Lille?" At this time, Kelly quietly came to the training ground and said in disbelief.

"Who lost? I let him." Dean said awkwardly.

"Just lose, no big deal. By the way, let me tell you something." Kelly walked to Dean.

"What brought the beauty Kelly, who never enters the training ground, here today? Tell me, what's the matter?" Dean asked.

Kelly gave Zhenlong a look and told him to go aside and do whatever he was supposed to do. Then he said: "President Huo made a statement this morning to accept another apprentice. So you will work hard later and compete with the freshmen one by one to see who stands out. In order to avoid unnecessary sensation, this matter You have to keep it a secret.”

"It's really rare for Chief Fire to recruit a disciple. But I think this Lille True Dragon has a good foundation. Although his fighting spirit is only at the silver level, he should have reached the blue level." Dean looked at the True Dragon sitting in the corner meditating. .

"Do you know who he is?" Kelly asked.

"What's the origin?"

"Piro's brother." Kelly said with a smile.

"Piss!!?? Huh! If it weren't for that bastard, my hair would be bald like this? Wouldn't it be because of his fire!" Dean said angrily

Kelly covered her mouth to hold back a giggle. But I thought: Fortunately, the real dragon just pointed his staff at you. If he also set a fire, your few weeds would be completely gone.

.........

Half an hour later.

There are more and more people at the training ground. A pair of curious eyes looked around. Occasionally he made exclamations of exclamation.

After seeing all the students arrive, Dean began to speak: "Okay, everyone, come over and stand in formation, girls stand in the front row, boys stand in the back row, speed up. You, you, and you, the taller ones, keep to the right, don't Keep quiet and pay attention to the class records, girl, you stand in the middle, right... from now on, we will follow today's formation, do you remember it all?"

"Remember!" Under Dean's command, fifty students stood in two rows.

"Introducing myself, my name is Darren Dean. I am the instructor of the practice class of Fire Class 1. I hope everyone can grow rapidly under my training!" Dean's voice was loud.

Hua Hua Hua... a burst of warm applause.

Podol's courses are divided into two parts: theory and practice. In the morning, you study theoretical classes in the teaching building, and in the afternoon you practice practical classes at the training ground.

"I won't teach you spells today. I just want to test your strength. I will fight you one by one later. Don't be afraid. It's just a competition. I hope you will show your strength without reservation."

"No way? How can we beat the instructor..."

"exactly……"

The students were shocked after hearing this. How could anyone compete with the instructor on the first day of school? It would be strange if he didn't get beaten to the ground.

In order to eliminate unnecessary panic among the students, Kelly stood up and said, "Don't worry, Instructor Dean will be merciful. He is a well-known gentle instructor among Podol students. Okay, everyone, please step aside and disperse now. Those who are called upon by me will come out. Green Dale, you come first!"

"Oh, okay..." Dai'er's face was not pretty to begin with, but now it was her turn to be beaten again. She looked around in a daze. The other students were standing by the wall of the training ground watching the battle from a distance. Only Kelly, Dean and herself were left.

Kelly looked at the student information in her hand and said to Dean: "Dale's admission scores were relatively good at that time, her talent was above average, and her potential was as high as 85 points."

"Really?" Dean glanced at Dai'er, and he didn't look like a person with 85% potential. "Classmate, are you ready?"

"not yet……"

Before Dai Er could finish her words, Dean struck preemptively. With a wave of his hand, the fireball technique flew away...

Boom boom!

While the two were fighting, a man with a short hair quietly came to the training ground. This man was Roberto Baggio.

In order not to disturb Dean and the others, he quietly sat cross-legged in the corner and watched from a distance.

Kelly immediately came over and asked, "Mr. Huo, do you think this is okay?"

Baggio nodded and said, "Okay."

"This student's talent is quite good. Although she has light blue fighting spirit, you can see that her footsteps and body skills in dodging fireballs are relatively stable." Kelly said.

"Oh..." Baggio didn't comment, he just said oh.

"By the way, Mr. Huo, Dean and the True Dragon just now..." Kelly said suddenly.

"I saw it as I was passing by."

"How was it?" Kelly asked.

Baggio remained silent, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and his sharp eyes stared at the real dragon sitting opposite.