Chapter 14 Samina

If a magician can't control the magic element, it is no different from ordinary people, and even a farmer's strength is not strong.

This punch stunned the onlookers.

"Level 5!"

Where did the fat man come out? Level 5!" Several third-grade students immediately screamed in the crowd.

The voice quickly spread, and the eyes of everyone looking at the fat man were completely different. The strength of level 5 is enough to win the eyes of everyone among the students.

These words were heard by Jiming Okamura, but there was a storm in his heart. How could he provoke such a evil star? I spent a lot of money in this college to climb to such a backer as Nasflan. Seeing that this fat man is not inferior to his senior, he is also a five-level martial artist. I couldn't help worrying about Nasflan.

Seeing that the color of the magic shield is getting darker and darker, Nasfland flashed behind the fat man, and the control magic did not have the expected effect, which made Nasfland a headache. Powerful spells require too long to chant spells. No opponent will give the magician such a chance.

You can only use low-level spells to consume your opponent's fighting spirit, and then look for opportunities. If you go down hard, you must have your mental strength been exhausted first. Nasflan made up his mind and added another magic shield, and the spell in his hand kept releasing.

Ye Fei turned around and saw that the other party had changed his tactics, and he was not worried. The fat man is not afraid at all. He began to practice the fighting spirit of Kowloon at the age of two. The most important thing is that he did not miss it in the golden period of laying the foundation. The fat man is confident that as long as he is not above level 6, no one can suppress himself at the same level.

The lazy look on the fat man's face made a whisper in the crowd.

"Don't use all your strength? Level 6?"

"It's impossible. If the punch just now at level 6 can break Nasflan's magic shield."

Several senior students have secretly kept Ye Fei in mind. Such a terrible opponent in the college is definitely a big trouble for the martial arts competition two years later.

The fat man is now purely flirting with his opponent. The strength of each attack only leaves one-third of the energy to the magic shield, waiting for Nasflan to make up for it. The eyes are full of jokes.

Nasfran also complained secretly in his heart. This fat man is so hateful! Unexpectedly, he insisted on exhausting his mental strength. But there is no good way to change the situation in front of us.

Gomires stood in the crowd and looked at his roommate as if he were looking at a stranger. That's a high five-level magician! I pinched my thigh and finally confirmed that everything in front of me was not a hallucination.

Five minutes...Ten minutes... The situation between the two has completely become one-sided. At first, Nasflan can also release a few spells, and in the end, he can only barely support the magic shield. Seeing this, the fool understood who won and who lost.

Nasflan couldn't stand it, and cold sweat flowed down his cheeks like a waterfall. My spiritual power is completely unable to communicate with the magic element! When was the last time you felt this way? Nasfrey himself can't remember clearly.

I was also scared when I thought that I had vowed to break the other party's legs before. Looking at Okamura's eyes are full of deep resentment!

With a soft sound, the magic shield finally turned into a wisp of green silk and disappeared into the air. The fat man smiled**: "Can't it be done so soon? I haven't ** yet!"

When the onlookers heard this, goose bumps fell to the ground.

The fat man glanced at the mountain-like gold coins and said happily, "For the sake of your money, it's not difficult for you!" "Well, just break your legs!"

Then he looked at Yoshiaki Okamura, as if he was asking for his opinion: "It's not too much!"

The fat man said, but he didn't slow down at all.

" Stop it!"

"Ah..." The miserable cry echoed in the sun, and Nasflan fainted at that time. Without the protection of the magic shield, he is just an ordinary person.

"Ye Fei!" Sun Chun trotted all the way angrily, but there was a smile between his eyebrows.

He was still very satisfied with his student. In the office, he heard that Ye Fei had a conflict with Nasfran and was afraid that his student would be bullied. It was hard to say whether he would win or lose the same level five strength. We have to count on this person for the competition with exchange students next month. In case of any accident, no one will be able to fight in the first grade.

It's just that the ending surprised Sun Chun. Nasfran's strength was not weak. At first, he thought it was a draw at most, but he didn't expect that the little fat man could easily defeat this five-level magician. It seems that the winning rate is one point more in the first grade.

"I told you to stop. Why are you still fighting!" Sun Chun grabbed the fat man.

The fat man withdrew his feet and did not answer. The look between his eyebrows was clearly saying, "I'm not happy enough yet!"

Sun Chun called two students to carry Nasflan to the infirmary and said to Ye Fei, "Come to the office with me!"

Ye Fei followed Sun Chun's buttocks with an aggrieved face, making people feel like he was beaten!

The fat man covered two pockets tightly like an egg-protecting hen and looked at the spatling old man in front of him with a frightened face. Sun Chun was angry and funny in his eyes. Looking at that, why did he feel that he was going to rob him?

"The exchange student with Longteng Empire will arrive next month! Why are you still in the mood to fight with the people in the college? Don't prepare well. It will be a shame to see how I deal with you!" Sun Chun said with a wry smile.

I don't even know who my opponent is. Get ready!

said aggrievedly, "Haven't you arrived yet? I don't know who to fight with!"

Sun Chun can put more than a dozen eggs in his big mouth and roared, "You don't know such a big thing! Did you put your head in the door?"

"You have just been caught! Your whole family has been clipped!" The fat man kept silent, and his expression was full of unspeakable grievances.

Sun Chun handed over a hull of information angrily: "It's all on here. Go back and read for yourself"

The fat man took it and glanced at it casually. The first sentence cheered his second brother!

Back to the dormitory, the fat man shrank himself into meat. The group lay obscenely in **, and the thick and fat bed creaked. He is also immersed in great happiness.

Although I don't understand the old man's specific instructions, sending these two sisters is enough to make the fat man celebrate fiercely.

As an exchange student, you have to stay here until you finish your studies. The Royal First Military Academy of the Missiri Empire is a three-year theoretical course. In the last year, all students will be sent to the army for training. After one year, according to the feedback from the army and the examination results, they will finally do it for the graduated students. Arranged.

The last year of military training as an exchange student will be arranged to return to their home country, which means that the Si Muhua and Si Muyu sisters will study here for three years.

Three years! Think about it, fat people are full of tears. All the resentment against old man Qu was thrown aside.

Ye Fei thinks Qu Shuiqin is a wise man! All curses and resentments have been replaced by words of appreciation.

The fat man broke his fingers to calculate the days day by day. Waiting at the gate of the college every day. Countless times, parents who came to visit students were mistaken for new doormen.

"Miss Samina! Wait for me, listen to me!" Okamura Siming hurriedly followed behind a slender girl.

"It's really not like what they said! I definitely didn't bully Gomires! This is a misunderstanding!"

The girl turned around, with curved eyebrows, big eyes, light pink on her lips, a tender and plump face, tied her waist in a lavender magic robe, outlining the raised chest and raised buttocks, and the fiery red curly hair spread on both sides of her shoulders.

Samina frowned, and the big black man followed her buttocks like a fly every day, and she couldn't get away.

"Shiming Okamura, I still have class! Please don't pester me!" After saying that, he turned around and left. Hang Yoshiaki Okamura alone here.

Samina is 18 years old. Her father is the Finance Minister of the Empire of Missil, and his grandfather is the president of the Imperial Magic Technology Research Association. As the most prestigious family in the city of Les Pica, this status alone has attracted the pursuit of countless young people. It is not too much to describe Samina as Miss Daughter.

Samina knew that countless people in the group who pursued her came for their beauty and identity. Although she is quite confident about her appearance, this young girl still hopes that her prince charming can put aside her identity and appearance because of pure love.

Samina is very clear about the identity of Jimo Okamura. As the son of a businessman, she can get along with her family and has a profound impact on her future development. She hates the group of flies that only pay attention to their appearance and family background.

Since Nasflan was taught a lesson by Ye Fei, how many years has the whole college known that such a cruel fat man has appeared? No one dares to be cruel in the competition inside the college.

In the past, Yoshiaki Okamura relied on this backer, and secretly bullied how many students he had bullied. Now that the backer has fallen, seeing that Samina's attitude towards herself has not changed, she has fallen from domination and is despised everywhere. Okamura Jiming felt black in front of his eyes.

Samina sat quietly in the classroom and meticulously sorted out her notes. From time to time, he raised his head and carefully recorded the materials on the blackboard.

This is an ordinary military command course. But the little girl's heart flew out of the window, which was enough to arouse her interest. As a candidate for the second grade, it seems that you have to find an opportunity to communicate with your new teammates.