Magical Strategist

Zhenlong stretched out his index finger and said coldly to Cheng Jian: "I'll let you lie down in one minute."

This is such a fantasy. He is telling lies with open eyes. Cheng Jian wonders if there is something wrong with his ears. A person who has trouble standing up actually said such shameless words. He couldn't help but laugh.

The real dragon suddenly launched an attack, swung out its right arm fiercely, and rushed out with a musket.

The attack was coming fiercely, but Cheng Jian was not careless and used water film to resist it.

Phew!

The muskets were doused.

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The real dragon ran out of mana and knelt down on one knee.

"Hahaha... Is this the end? Didn't you mean..." Cheng Jian smiled arrogantly, twitching with laughter.

Suddenly, his face changed drastically, from red to white, then to purple. There was an extremely severe pain in the upper body. A large mouthful of black blood spurted out.

Immediately afterwards, he foamed at the mouth and fell unconscious.

"I said, just for a minute. It feels good to be hit by your own poison dart if you treat the other person with his own way."" The real dragon showed a satisfied smile.

It turned out that the real dragon shot the poison dart along with the musket. Cheng Jian was unable to defend himself and was hit in the heart.

The referee was dumbfounded. Seeing his nephew's horrified expression, he hurriedly stopped the game and called the school doctor for diagnosis and treatment.

In the end, Cheng Jian was quickly put on a stretcher and left the ring.

"Won? How did you win?!"

"What just happened? What's wrong?"

No one knows what happened, but the assistant referee did decide that Lille Dragons won.

The audience was in an uproar, discussing this incredible ending. Cheng Jian clearly had the advantage and could almost win with just a move of his fingers, but he didn't know what happened and suddenly fainted.

"I won again in a daze!" Kevin and the others found this game very boring.

"It's impossible. Cheng Jiancheng crushed Lille, why did he suddenly fall down?" Angela also expressed confusion.

The game is over. Although it was unexpected, we have to accept it.

Those who didn't understand the reason might still discuss it in the audience for a while, but those who understood the reason had already left and went to the same place - the infirmary.

Cheng Jian's father, Ghost San and three referees from the Qingshui family...

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The real dragon won and qualified for the finals.

At this time, Baggio seemed extremely excited, so excited that he forgot that he was Robert Baggio. He rushed to the ring and took the real dragon down.

"Very good, little bastard, you are worthy of being my Vulcan's apprentice." Baggio laughed and praised.

The real dragon was severely exhausted by the continuous attacks of water magic. He lay quietly on Baggio's shoulder and said feebly: "I told you, I won't let you down, right, master."

"Hahaha... stop talking now, I will take you to deal with the wound." Baggio rushed to the infirmary with the real dragon on his back.

Accompanied by True Dragon’s fan teams: Haiyan Gang, Haqi, etc.

The infirmary is right next to the arena and will arrive in a short time.

When I came to the door, I saw that the door was blocked by a crowd. To be precise, they are from the Qingshui family.

There were even wailing sounds coming from inside.

A piece of bad news spread to everyone: Shimizu Chengjian died.

The reason is: death from poisoning.

Seeing the real dragon coming, the people of the Qingshui family directly fought with swords, wanting to kill the real dragon on the spot to avenge the young master.

"Master, I didn't kill anyone. Cheng Jian attacked me with a poison dart, so I took advantage of the situation and returned the poison dart to him, and he died like this." Zhenlong explained weakly. He needed someone to understand what was going on.

Baggio knew very well that these people were not kind, they were all cold-blooded animals full of blood. But he still said calmly: "This matter is no longer something you can handle. Don't worry, as long as the master is here, no one will touch you."

The real dragon nodded and rested peacefully on Baggio's broad and thick shoulders.

"Roberto Baggio, I advise you not to protect him. Otherwise, you will not be able to escape the relationship." Qingshui's people started to scream.

Baggio said: "This is Podol's territory, what do you think? Besides, he is my beloved disciple. As a master, I always want to make things clear before talking about it."

After saying that, Baggio entrusted the real dragon to Kelly and Vulture, and asked them to take the real dragon inside to treat its wounds.

"Don't let him get away!"

The unreasonable Qingshui family actually took action.

Baggio was furious and blocked everyone by himself. "Don't be so fucking shameless. I'm here today, why don't you try touching him?"

Baggio is not a man who is easy to negotiate with. The situation is becoming more and more serious and a big war will start at any time.

In the blink of an eye, Dean Hawking arrived after hearing the news. He quickly resolved the conflict and said: "Everyone, calm down first. I have sent people to investigate the matter of student Cheng Jian. If it is really the real dragon of Lille who did it deliberately, according to the alliance According to the law, he should receive the punishment he deserves. So everyone, please be patient and don’t be impulsive."

"For the sake of your high moral character, I will give you one day. If the reason cannot be found out by this time tomorrow, Bodor Academy will not open again." Shimizu Ichiro threatened.

The status of the Qingshui family, even Hawking has to give three points of respect. He said: "Don't worry, Mr. Qingshui, I will give you an explanation."

"Hmph! Let's go first!" Ichiro had to bear the pain of losing his son and took Cheng Jian's body home overnight.

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Infirmary.

Everyone is anxious about this unexpected incident.

"How's the situation with Hongmao Qiang?" Baggio asked.

"It's not a big problem, I just fell asleep." Kelly said.

"Oh, that's good." Baggio nodded.

"Qingshui's "dark men" have to be on guard, and they may have already taken action. Ichiro is not a person who is willing to give up, and he will probably order the assassination of the real dragon," Kelly said.

Baggio nodded, then turned to Vulture and said, "Go to the Shadowsong Guild immediately and ask Jasmine to send some people to protect the real dragon."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

The Shadowsong Guild is the largest organization in the China-Europe Alliance. It is powerful and upholds the principle of equality for everyone. He is the thorn in the side of the Qingshui family.

Shadowsong's men quickly arrived at Bodor. The real dragon was heavily protected.

There are also Baggio, Vulture and other Bordeaux masters guarding the area.

That night was uneventful, with no assassins and no one coming to cause trouble.

The real dragon slept until noon the next day.

After waking up, he found that he was no longer in Tianyuan Local Medical Office, but returned to Minghuo Peak. I slept on a soft big bed, with many flowers placed beside the bed, and the fragrance was pleasant.

This is the instructor's dormitory, and it's Kelly's room.

"Are you awake? Did you sleep well?" Kelly and others stayed with him all night.

"Well, I have the strength now." Zhenlong sat up from the bed. But the tearing pain in his chest was still very strong. The eight hidden weapon wounds that Cheng Jian's uncle and nephew received yesterday might take a while to recover.

Kelly quickly stabilized the real dragon and said, "Don't move around. Just rest here with me for the next two days to recover. The fire will always come forward to solve the problems outside, so you don't have to worry about it."

"How is Cheng Jian's situation?" Zhenlong was still very concerned.

"Still checking. Don't worry, Shadowsong has sent someone to protect your safety." Kelly said. "Are you hungry? I'll prepare breakfast for you."

With that said, Kelly went to the kitchen and got busy.

After a while, the hot porridge and soup was brought over.