Master loves me alone [Western Fantasy]

Even the air in the forest seems to be green, and Cyril's hands are gathering strength.Although he is very powerful, the enemy should not be underestimated. "Never be arrogant, never underestimate your opponent. Even if a lion hunts a rabbit, it will try its best." Master's teachings, he has always firmly remembered it!

Carl was very nervous. He heard that Frankz's test was very difficult, especially the second level. They had to face the siege of outstanding seniors sent by Frankz. Only those who successfully broke through could get the test of Frankz. favor.

Cyril stopped suddenly, and the front of the boots turned quietly. Carl asked in a low voice, "Are you coming?"

Cyril nodded slightly. Although the atmosphere was very tense, the look on his face still maintained a very peaceful state, as if he was visiting his own garden and encountered a group of rabbits that surrounded him instead of encountering them in this dangerous forest. A bunch of powerful enemies with unknown occupations.

Cyril: "There are five people in total, one magician, one archer, one knight and two warriors."

Carl was very surprised, "How do you know?"

Cyril raised her hand and said calmly, "Listen, they have different breathing methods."

Carl: "It's all right? You're amazing!"

Cyril smiled without saying a word.

"Here we come!" Cyril's voice sank, and a series of false arrows suddenly shot from the northwest direction. These are the arrows shot by the archer with his own strength. A powerful archer, such as a master archer of the holy rank, can Arrows knock down the strongest walls.

Cyril grabbed Carl by the neckline, pulled him back, spread his slender fingers, and kept moving his lips.Under his hand, the virtual arrow disintegrated and no longer took shape, but turned into countless drop-shaped things, and then shot back!

It didn't follow the original route of the virtual arrow, but deviated to the right. Cyril predicted the archer's action path in advance.

With a dull landing, the archer was eliminated!

If the knights were not close, they would be basically powerless against the archers. If the archers were not dealt with first, Karl would not only be unable to become Cyril's help, but would instead become a burden to Cyril.

The archer was out, the knight and the warrior rushed out together, and another magician hid behind them to cover the knight and warrior.

The magician held a half-length magic wand in his hand, and at the top of the magic wand was a transparent blue spar the size of a goose egg.

"The magic wand of the magician, the sword of the knight." The magic wand is the weapon most relied on by the magician, which can greatly enhance the magic output of the magician.

In order to facilitate activities in the narrow space in the forest, the magician shrank the magic wand, and the real magic wand would be longer than the height of the magician himself!

Cyril raised his hand to block the magic from the opponent's magician, and at the same time issued a stiffness spell to incapacitate one of the soldiers.

The precision of his magic control and the proficiency in conversion surprised the opponent's magician. Grasping this short moment, Cyril cut off the support that the magician gave to the warrior and knight, and then handed them over to Karl .

Karl was strong and strong, waving his sword and shouting, "Leave it to me! No problem, you can concentrate on dealing with that magician!" He flaunted like a galloping horse, and the two opponents gradually became embarrassed under his sword.

Compared with the rough and wild battle on Karl's side, the duel between magicians and magicians is much more elegant.

This magician is quite powerful, as expected of Frankz's student, he dodged several of Cyril's attacks, but unfortunately, he is not as strong as Cyril!

Cyril was able to easily defeat the opponent, and a powerful de-strength magic made the opponent completely lose the ability to resist. The magic wand slipped from his hand and was removed. Because of the loss of the support of magic, the magic wand returned to its original size. Lie on the dirt.

As if in response to Cyril's victory, Karl also overcame his opponent, stunned another warrior, then pinned the other knight with his body to the wet ground, and stuck the sword in his hand sideways. between each other's necks.

The opponent had to raise his chin vigorously to avoid the sharp edge of the sword, and Karl felt very happy. This is the life, adventure and passionate battle he longed for.

He panted heavily, with a smug expression on his face, he said to the people below him: "Senior, you are too unkind, five besieged two of us, how can there be such an unfair reason."

The senior knight wasn't angry either, and said with a smile, "Good boy, you're pretty good! But... if you two don't leave quickly, I'm afraid you'll understand what the real injustice is."

There was a malicious expression on his face, Carl's eyelids twitched, and he quickly got up, in the dense jungle, a powerful attack suddenly struck!

Carl was very annoyed, and burst into an impolite expletive: "Fuck!"

Two to the east, three to the west, five to the front, and someone rushing from behind——

At this moment, Cyril was very sure about the content of the second round of the test. He no longer wanted to fight, raised his hand and continuously released powerful magic, and then shouted at Carl: "Run!"

Carl dodged the imaginary arrow that pierced through the leaves, while turning his head and asking, "Run, where are you going!"

At the moment when he was distracted, a powerful virtual arrow shot straight at his face, Cyril's expression froze, and he threw out a magic, but the virtual arrow was faster!

Just as Cyril was thinking about whether this idiot was worth his effort to rescue, Carl yelled out a magic spell, and the imaginary arrow was forced to stop only a few centimeters away from his face, and then lost its momentum. With a snap, it dissipated into the air.

It is the congealing magic of the magician, which can stop all moving objects.

Then Karl, like a fleeing antelope, ran after Cyril and ran away.

Cyril was able to use shield magic to block the branches along the way, but Karl obviously didn't care about his head and tail, and couldn't defend while attacking. The branches and leaves hit him on his body and face.

The light formed by the sunlight through the dense leaves scattered on them, and as they ran fast, it seemed to become a sparkling river.

Cyril: "Are you still a magician?"

Carl replied in a very proud tone: "Shuangxiu in both magic and martial arts, I am so powerful!"

Cyril praised politely: "You have a physique that is one in a million, you are a person favored by God!"

Carl was very happy, he enjoyed the praise of others, and the praise from Cyril seemed to make him even more happy!

Running non-stop, people kept blocking and attacking them, they had to run while fighting!There can only be a very short rest time. Once he senses that someone is coming, Cyril will take the lead and leave immediately!

They no longer love to fight, but concentrate on crossing the forest and reaching Frankez.

Because winning a battle is not a win, only a successful passage through the forest counts as passing Frankez's test.If they were stuck in the fight, they would be so exhausted by the constant siege of blockers that they would be disqualified from entering Frankez.

The cursing on Carl's mouth became more and more difficult to hear, he became very irritable, cursing the blockers who chased them like flies, scolding the perverted test content of the perverted college, scolding the rough and soft land, scolding the biting bugs in the forest, Curse the criss-crossing trees and vines!

For the first time, Cyril realized that there are such noisy people in the world!Was this jerk a garrulous parrot in a previous life?

Finally, the two finally ran out of the scope of the second round of testing, and the wicked seniors chasing them dispersed one after another to stop others.

Carl sat down on the ground, never wanting to get up again.Ten meters in front of them, through the not-so-large gap between the branches of the trees, they could see a flat cliff, and on the other side of the cliff, the tall and majestic main castle of Frankz College could also be vaguely seen.

Carl: "What the fuck! It's finally over!"

He looked at himself covered in sweat, dust and blood. Compared with Cyril, who was neatly dressed and had a very clean face, only the bottom of his boots was stained with mud, he was a little depressed.

"Still tired? I think we can enter the academy."

Carl jumped up, "Let's go! I can't wait!"

They walked out of the forest together, and then wondered, Carl asked: "Why are those who arrived early still standing on the edge of the cliff, why didn't they go in?"

Cyril replied: "I don't know, just go and have a look."

When they finally got out of the forest, Carl's joyful smile froze on his face, and he spit out a string of curses angrily: "Damn! What's going on? Pull up the suspension bridge, how can we get over there!"

In front of them is a cliff with a length of [-] meters and a width of [-] meters. The cliffs are all vertical. There is no grass growing on the huge white rocks. At the bottom, there should be a big river rushing into the sea!

Frankez College is on the opposite cliff, and the tall towers of the huge castle soar into the sky. According to Cyril, the highest spire is at least 140 meters above the ground.

The main color of the castle presents simple and elegant gray, white and blue colors, which seem to grow into a whole with those rocks, which is very shocking!

Originally, there was a large cable suspension bridge on the cliff that could allow horse-drawn carriages to run. The suspension bridge was pulled by two bridge towers, but now the suspension bridge has been broken into two sections in the middle, and the breaks are jagged. The iron chain was pulled up high and hung in the air.

When they are lowered again, they will join together and become the bridge that can allow people to pass again.

But now they are apparently not allowed to use the bridge to cross.

Compared to Carl's anger, Cyril seemed very relaxed, as if he wasn't worried at all, and he wasn't angry at being tricked.

He said: "This should be the third round of testing. The time has not come yet, and the people have not arrived yet. Let's wait for a while, and someone will come out to explain."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately calmed down the restless atmosphere around him.