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"you!"

Quentin's face was gloomy and furious. He really wanted to slap this little fat man to death. But in his heart, he felt deeply afraid of him.

This little fat man is really too perverted.

He broke through his worldview again and again. Seeing that he was about to kill him, he awakened his realm and his cultivation strength improved greatly. Seeing the aura of thin flames burning around him, it was obviously no longer easy to mess with.

"Arrogant!" Quentin squeezed out two words in his mouth, holding the skeleton staff tightly, "You just woke up from the realm and tried to think you could win and lose with me? You underestimate my genius magician Quentin. Look at me, the chill of death."

As soon as he finished speaking, with Quentin as the center, he exuded waves of coldness, which invaded the surrounding area of ​​dozens of meters in diameter. Within the range of his coldness of death, it was not only cold but also a heart-wrenching grief.

Those who do not have strong willpower will easily be ashamed of their hearts and will die silently under the influence of this meaning.

Even a powerful superpower will be blocked from his actions and his fighting spirit will decline under the cold coldness of death.

As soon as the coldness of death came out, the fat man's flame body was suddenly suppressed a little, and the hot temperature dropped by half.

"Go to die for me." The little fat man put an acceleration technique on himself, and his fat body rushed towards Quentin with a sharp agility. The two were close to him, and he appeared in front of Quentin in the blink of an eye.

"Hand of Fire!"

A scorching flame burned on the little fat man's hands.

A simple low-level magical hand of flames, when he casts it, his aura is burning and powerful.

"You, you! What are you doing?" Quentin was startled by him. Although he had rich combat experience and had reached level B, he was still a student in his twenties. He was approached by a fat man with strong obesity and flames all over his body, and he couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

Fortunately, he was not a rookie, so he instinctively put a magic shield on himself in a panic and quickly retreated backwards.

"Hehe, what did you say?" Under the acceleration technique, the little fat man was flexibly like a cheetah. He caught up in two or three steps, and his fist burning with flames suddenly smashed towards Quentin, "Look at you that you are not happy, of course you are beaten up."

Stimulated by the endless flame elements flowing in his body, the fat man felt his blood boiling, and his adrenaline was secreted in large quantities, and he felt that he had endless power in his body. The violent factors seemed to have filled his mind.

"Bang!"

A punch hit the magic shield, the flames exploded like fireworks, and the magic shield was rippled and almost broken. Quentin, who was in the magic shield, had a buzzing ears, a headache was split, and his body was boiling, and his blood was almost untenable.

Bang!

The second punch came immediately.

Bang bang bang! Five or six punches in succession, the magic shield shattered like a broken copper bell, and the energy and energy dissipated everywhere. Quentin flew backwards three or four meters and fell to the ground hard, and blood was overflowing from his eyes, nose and throat.

Before he could stand up, the fat little man jumped over like a leopard, and his fat body sat on Quentin's belly.

I don’t know how this little fat man grew up, and his body was covered with thick fat. Even the magic robe known for his looseness could be stretched out by him. When he sat down, the "power" of his butt was imagined.

"Puff~"

Quentin arched up like a shrimp, and his face was distorted in pain. Most magicians focused on the tempering of spirit and magic, but their physique was weak. Obviously, this dark magician had a bad physique, and even a slightly stronger human special forces soldier.

"I told you to show off, to be arrogant, to summon the dark tentacle monster."

Every time the fat Bob said, he punched Quentin's face so swollen as a pig, and his blood and snot splattered, which was terrible.

"Senior Bob! Majestic and domineering!"

The students of Starry Sky Academy cheered excitedly when they saw this scene. Especially when Senior Bob sat on the black magician and filled his head with old fists, it was the most enjoyable.

Today's duel was really ups and downs, with twists and turns, making them nervous and excited for a while, as exciting as riding a roller coaster. Even some mentors who had reached level B or even level A, and professors had their faces flushed with excitement, and they swung their fists out of thin air, just like the fat man was their substitute, as if they were personally showing off their might on the court.

"stop!"

Babbitt was so angry that his eyes twitched, and immediately shouted. He was a legendary black magician, with his mental power as vast as the sea, his magic power condensed as the essence, and his vital signs had long exceeded the limits of human beings.

The sound of the snatch with great spiritual power was like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, deafening.

The students in the stands were shocked to their mental powers, their minds were flustered, and their blood was boiling. They all looked shocked, silent, and they didn't dare to breathe for a while.

Quentin is the most outstanding student Babbitt has found in recent decades. His lifelong efforts have been poured into him and he has extremely deep expectations for him.

This time, Quentin came to the Starry Sky Academy to slap in the face. According to Babbitt's estimate, as long as the three C+ students took action, it would be enough to sweep the graduation season students of Starry Sky Academy. Quentin, who has reached level B, is no less than the elite mentor, is just here to suppress the scene and stimulate Emmons.

But Babbitt did not expect that Quentin actually took action.

It's good to just take action, and it's good to show off your might. But Babbitt never expected that the stupid little fat man could reverse the situation again and again.

If he continues to fight him, Quentin may be beaten to death. At that time, decades of hard work will be destroyed by the death. Can he bear it?

But Babbitt's drink only stopped the cheers of the students. However, it did not affect the little fat man at all. The little fat man ignored him and continued to punch Quentin in a fierce manner, cursing in his mouth.

Babbitt's qi and blood stagnated, and he was so hungry that he didn't fainted by the qi.

He was a legendary magician. With a shout, the fat man dared to ignore it and continued to beat his students with his brutal fists. He made his cheek muscles rush and the magic power around him surged like a whirlpool, ready to make an effort to interrupt the battle.

"Hahaha." Emmons flashed, with his hands on his back, and said with a smile, "Babbit, what are you going to do?" He felt so happy, as if he had eaten ice cream on a hot day, he felt so good that he felt so good that he not only awakened the body of flame, but also rode the other party's strongest student underneath and beaten up.

Emmons has never felt as comfortable as he has today in his life, and his snow-white beard has risen.

This time, the crisis was solved and a rare genius flame magician was discovered. The reward must be rewarded and trained by the fat boy Bob. This kid's future prospects are limitless.

"Emmons, you are asking knowingly." Babbitt was so angry that his whole body was cold and he said angrily, "That hateful little fat man is almost killing my student. Shouldn't I stop him?"

"Oho, brother. Please be calm and be calm." Emmons' tone was gentle and full of good mood. "You are so angry that I'm afraid you will hurt your body."

Hurt your sister!

Babbitt scolded excitedly and said, "Get out, let that little fat man stop quickly, otherwise don't be polite to monsters."

"Oh, Babbitt, that's what you are wrong." Emmons said calmly, "The two children have discussed with each other in advance and they must not surrender. Babbitt, are you ready to break the rules?"

These words were exactly what Babbitt said to Emmons before. But at this moment, the situation on the ring has been completely reversed. Quentin has been beaten into a pig's head, with seven or eight teeth falling off. He is in a state of consciousness and begging for mercy like a leaky mouth.

If he lets him continue to fight, he may leave a huge psychological shadow on Quentin, and his cultivation will stagnate and he will no longer make any progress.

"You!" Babbitt was about to vomit blood, and he was really disgusted. However, Emmons, who was also a legendary magician, blocked him, but he had no choice but to do anything.

To be honest, Babbitt and Emmons were originally students of the same class. Although he thought he was more talented than Emmons, Emmons occupied all the resources of Starry Sky Academy and his huge magic background.

If the two really fight, they will be at most equal to each other. And this is still in Starry Sky Academy. If he really dares to do anything, he is afraid that Emmons will activate the magic protection array and trap him here to death.

Babbitt dared not move, but the A-level tutor who came with Black Thorn Academy, his pupils shrank. According to the structure of Black Thorn Academy, to be precise, he was Quentin's real tutor, and he was cultivated and taught since childhood, and he was like a father and son.

At this moment, I could no longer watch it. The power of secret magic was quietly pointed out.

That finger exuded a strange aura of death, as if it had touched the laws in the dark. The shadow of death enveloped the little fat man.

"Death is a finger!"

The professors of Starry Sky Academy were alarmed and their faces changed drastically. It was a notorious taboo black magic. It was a powerful magic that directly used the law of death to kill people.

Although the A-level mentor probably had just gotten into some death laws. However, the death finger he used was not something that the little fat man could resist. Even if he did not die, he would definitely suffer severe damage and damage to the foundation.

"Damn it." Emmons was shocked and angry, and was furious and roared, "Beast, you dare!" When he took action, it was too late.

Just as Emmons and the professors were heartbroken, a fire appeared out of thin air on the ring.

The fire light emitted a breath of panic like heavenly power, like a flame king coming from the air.
Chapter completed!