Magical Strategist

Not long after, there was a muffled sound and Dai'er fell to the ground. Under Dean's fierce attack, she ran out of mana in a short while, and her legs gave out and she fell down.

"So fast? I thought I could hold on for a while longer." Dean said regretfully.

"Next, Teren Hazi." Kelly named her.

What came over was a tall, sturdy young man with a tuft of yellow hair on his head and an earring in his left ear.

Haqi moved his muscles and his fingers made a clicking sound.

In order not to be restrained during the battle, he simply took off his robe, revealing his strong body. There were also two obvious stab wounds on the chest.

"So masculine, my type..." a girl praised with eyes shining.

"Isn't he just a big guy with well-developed limbs? What's so good about him?" another girl said.

"I said the scars on his body are very manly. You know, if a man doesn't have scars or scars, he can still be considered a man." The girl added.

"So that's it."

The girl looked at the real dragon standing next to her, and said quietly: "Look at the real dragon beside me. He keeps being called a hero, but I see, he is at best a weak pretty boy."

"That's right. He doesn't have any experience at first glance. I really don't know how he escorted the magic sword."

"He just got a little bit of light..."

The real dragon is not deaf. He was extremely ashamed after listening to the conversation between the two girls. That's all, there's no need to be as knowledgeable as a woman, just watch the battle.

Haqi raised his arms, showing his strong desire to perform. Said: "These two wounds on my body were caused by a desperate fight with two minotaurs."

"Awesome!" The students gave thumbs up.

The real dragon's face turned gray. Can this thing be used to tell stories?

"Don't waste time, are you ready?" Dean urged impatiently.

Suddenly, Ha Qi raised his arms and roared, a strong force burst out of his body, and dark blue fighting energy surged out.

It is rare for a new member of the Fire Class to have dark blue fighting spirit.

"Mr. Huo, what do you think of him? His talent is excellent and his potential reaches 80 points." Kelly asked.

Baggio curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Where can you find such a person? Why don't you keep a low profile? Strength is not for showing off, but for protecting others at critical moments. Let him go, don't embarrass yourself in front of me. Show your eyes."

"But they haven't sparred yet." Kelly said.

"No need." Baggio said expressionlessly.

Kelly pouted, came to Ha Qi and said, "This classmate, we already know your strength. You have very good dark blue fighting spirit. You can go down and rest."

"What? Isn't it a competition? How can this be done?" Ha Qi refused.

Kelly asked Ha Qi to look at the chief instructor who was not far away, and said softly: "Be obedient, he is very scary when he gets angry."

"Vulcan!" Haqi's face darkened, and the original energy disappeared instantly, and he could only go back in despair.

"Next, Louvre Schroeder!"

An inconspicuous little boy walked out of the crowd. Standing in front of Dean, he first clasped his fists and then announced his name. The communication in the scene seemed very sophisticated.

Dean had a smile on his face, and it was easy to see that he quite admired this boy.

"Let's take action!"

With a look from Dean, the two began to fight.

Dean relied on his skilled combat experience to get along with Schroeder's light blue fighting spirit.

Schroeder sees every move, keeps his foot firmly on the ground, and is quite skilled in dodging, defending, attacking, and counterattacking.

After more than fifty rounds, Schroeder's physical strength declined slightly and he began to panic. After another fifty rounds, his physical strength began to fail and he was panting. After another fifty rounds, Schroeder finally lost his ability to fight and sat down. Go down...

"Well done!" Dean nodded slightly. For a newcomer, it is already good to be able to play against him for more than a hundred rounds, and there is praise in his eyes.

Next, Kelly read out the names of the participating students again and again:

"Next, Jimmy Longford."

"Next, Kusa Napa"

"Joan Anna"

"Rajan Tem"

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Until the end, Dean finally collapsed from exhaustion after fighting the 49th student. The continuous battle against forty-nine students proved with his strength that the "Number One Instructor" - "Vulture" was not in vain.

There was only one student left on Kelly's list who was not present, and that was Haitang.

As Mr. Huo's disciple, there is no need for her to appear. Looking at the students, they were all sweating profusely and out of breath. Some of them simply lay on the ground and fell asleep. Only the real dragon put his hands in his trouser pockets and leaned against the wall, looking carefree.

It was time to report to Mr. Huo. Kelly walked up to Baggio and said, "Now, except Haitang, everyone else has competed. Which one do you think is suitable? Mr. Huo, hello, hello... Mr. Huo..."

Baggio was seen leaning against the wall with his legs crossed, his arms crossed on his chest, and his head lowered, as if in deep thought. But looking at the faint sticky liquid dripping from the corner of the mouth, it looks more like...

Hulu... Hula...

Hulu... Hula...

snore? Kelly has three thick lines hanging from his forehead. "Mr. Huo, the competition is over!"

"What? It's over? So soon?" Baggio looked like he had just woken up from a dream and had no idea.

"Boss, can you concentrate? Instructor Dean is so tired, but you actually..." Kelly complained.

"I've worked too hard these days and I'm really sleepy." Baggio yawned, stretched, and slowly stood up.

"So have you decided?" Kelly asked.

"Yes, it's decided. To tell you the truth, this apprentice has already been decided in Danube City. Today I just want to see how capable this kid is." Baggio said.

"You're talking about..." Kelly guessed.

"As long as you know. It's almost time to leave. By the way, don't mention to the vulture that I just fell asleep..." With that, Baggio patted his butt and walked away with a very relaxed look.

Kelly blinked her big eyes, really not knowing what to say to him.

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When... when... when... when...

The tall wall clock chimes to signal the end of school.

There was a lot of sighs at the training ground of Team Huo.

The students staggered and walked with great difficulty.

On the first day of school, I feel so tired that my back aches. I can’t imagine what kind of torture I will endure in the next five years! Their faces no longer showed the excitement and joy of first coming to Bodor, but more of torment.

On the contrary, the real dragon greased his legs and rushed out of the training ground. His stomach was already growling with hunger.

In a few steps, we arrived at the cafeteria, packed the food, found an empty seat, and ate with great pleasure.

After dinner, he did not go to Tianyuan Place to go shopping and fall in love like his seniors did.

Instead, he returned to the dormitory building and opened "Jin Dou Qian Qiu" to study. Although this book only has ten pages, it contains Poseidon's lifelong secrets. Ten pieces of paper, ten naked women, each of them has a beautiful appearance. As he looked at it, that thing couldn't help but react.