Magical Strategist

The two remained silent to each other.

Zhenlong didn't want to make the atmosphere so awkward, so he joked: "Oh... I see, I understand... Are you jealous? Dear Miss Haitang...

"Jealous? Who do you think you are?" Haitang said.

"I'm your uncle." Zhenlong said with a playful smile.

"I was humiliated by Guisan. I didn't want to find a way to defeat him, but I was still in the mood to joke with me." Haitang said angrily.

"How do you know?" Zhenlong opened his mouth wide and asked in surprise.

"The news has come. Think carefully about how to treat Master Shi. He is a very face-conscious person." Haitang said.

"I know." Zhenlong looked solemn and responded in a low voice.

"Master, I have something to go out these days, but before I leave, you want me to urge you to practice so that you don't be lazy," Haitang said.

"Got it!" the real dragon replied again.

"Then start practicing."

This afternoon, under Haitang's supervision and guidance, Zhenlong continued to use the Flowing Blade Fire Rain to cultivate his own magic power.

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The sun goes down and night falls.

After Haitang left, he secretly practiced the forbidden technique. Three Thousand Worlds is no more open and honest than other magics. If you are discovered, you will be expelled.

Take a rest when you are tired, and continue practicing after your physical strength has recovered a little...

His palms were burned black time and time again, and he lost consciousness many times, but he still persevered.

Until three o'clock in the morning, Zhenlong could no longer hold on, and fell asleep as soon as his eyes turned white.

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When I woke up, it was almost seven o'clock the next morning. Zhenlong had no choice but to drag his tired body to the teaching building for class.

The whole morning was like sleepwalking. He even fell asleep during Kelly's class.

However, Kelly turned a blind eye and did not punish the real dragon, but allowed him to continue sleeping.

After sleeping all morning, my energy has been replenished a little, so I have the energy to practice in the afternoon.

These days, Baggio is away, and the special training ground has become even cooler. However, this just brings a peaceful environment for the real dragon, without external interference, to practice wholeheartedly.

Every day as the school bell rings, the students disperse, leaving only the real dragon in the training hall.

Next is the time to practice forbidden arts.

But before practicing, Zhenlong quickly went to the dormitory and moved all daily necessities such as bedding and pillows to the special training ground. In order to practice better, he decided to live in the training ground from today on.

After all the preparations are done, it’s time to concentrate on practicing.

At this time, there was a fierce fight outside.

"Why, sweetheart, are you challenging all of us by yourself again today? How about this? I, Guisan, have always been very affectionate. If you agree to spend the night with me, you can avoid the pain of your skin..."

"Dream!" Mish yelled.

Senior! ?

The real dragon wanted to ignore what was going on outside the window, but when he heard Mish's voice, he couldn't calm down.

He gritted his teeth. As a man, he didn't want to rush out and crush those shameless guys. But he also knows his own strength, so blind actions will not only fail to save Mish, but will also involve himself.

Last time I was humiliated in the crotch area and had urine stink thrown all over me. I don’t know what it was today. He was unwilling to give in, but what could he do?

"I, the real dragon of Lille, swear that I will definitely defeat him, otherwise I will waste my life as a man. I'm sorry, Sister Mish, I can't do anything this time..."

Four months ago, before Gui San left school to get married, the Goshawk Gang visited Minghuo Peak almost every night.

Mish fought against the opponent many times, losing less and winning more. The few victories were achieved with the assistance of the earth crow gang.

Nowadays, the Crow Gang and the Haiyan Gang are in conflict and have no contact with each other. Meishi can only fight against Guisan alone.

"Sister, we are here to help you." The voice sounded like Mish's companion.

"Hey, everyone from the Haiyan Gang is here. Very good, very good. I was worried that I wouldn't have enough fun." Gui San laughed.

More intense sounds of fighting and screams reached the ears of the real dragon. How many times have I thought about rushing out...

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The fierce fight lasted for more than an hour until all 21 members of the Haiyan Gang lay on the ground.

"Sweetheart, you lost again, what should I do? Are you following the same rules?" Guisan smiled and took out a sharp dagger from the spell bag and threw it in front of Mish.

Meish stood up in embarrassment. Without saying a word, he picked up the dagger on the ground and made a cut on his arm.

Immediately blood flowed down the smooth arm and fell to the ground drop by drop.

"How many times?" Gui San asked.

"Thirty-one times." Mish said harshly.

"My memory is not bad, hehehehe... Let's go, brothers, meet at the bar, I'll treat you!" With that, Guisan led everyone to leave in a swaggering manner.

Gangs go to war and the leader of the losing side must be punished. That is etching the mark of failure on your arm. That's what Mish just did.

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Ghost San's madness deepens Zhenlong's hatred of him.

It’s urgent to improve yourself as soon as possible!

After the outside noise subsided, the real dragon continued to practice.

Because I relied too much on the source of essence before, my magic power has not improved and I have been standing still for a long time. The real dragon can only temporarily put aside the essence source and focus on cultivating mana. Just as the school doctor Laka said, only when the mana is strong enough can one control the first-grade essence source.

I am eager to become stronger, but without anyone to guide me, I have to rely on myself for everything.

Making use of strengths to make up for weaknesses, checking for leaks and making up for vacancies, Zhenlong made a list of practice plans: In the morning, of course, he spent half a day in the teaching building, listening to Professor Kaili and other officials talk about the Book of Heaven. In the afternoon, before the school bell rings, practice the Flowing Blade Fire Rain to increase the strength of your magic power. From evening to early morning, you can practice forbidden arts until your physical strength is exhausted. Before going to bed, study "Jin Do Qian Qiu".

Execution starts tonight! The real dragon cheered up and soon devoted himself to practicing.

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Two o'clock in the morning.

The real dragon lay limply on the ground again, and his palms that were burnt black also lost consciousness. Even when he was physically and mentally exhausted to the point where he had no strength to walk, he still completed all the planned projects.

Three o'clock in the morning.

The real dragon closed "Jin Do Qian Qiu", his eyelids sank, and he fell asleep in less than five seconds.

For the next half month, Zhenlong slept openly on his desk in the morning, and the instructors did not punish him. If it talks about more important knowledge, Kelly will gently wake up the real dragon and let him listen to it before falling asleep. Thanks to the tolerance and consideration of the instructors, the real dragon was able to replenish energy during the morning's sleep and prepare for the afternoon and evening struggles.

Haitang still went over from time to time to supervise True Dragon's practice. In recent days, no matter when I go by, I can always see the real dragon working hard.

"Have you gone crazy? You actually slept here at night!" Haitang thought to herself. It turns out that he is more serious than anyone else, even risking his life in order to become stronger. But if I continue like this my body will definitely collapse. Haitang wanted to remind him, but seeing Zhenlong's focused face, she had no choice but to leave silently.

ding dong ding dong...

The school bell rang, and the students finally had a rest after being tired all afternoon.

Because the five-year-old Bordeaux Competition is coming soon, the instructors of each class have stepped up their training efforts.

Not only the fire department, but also other departments are preparing for the competition.