Chapter 13 Under the Storm

By this time, Zhanli had rushed to Lance and pulled out the samurai sword without hesitation and cut it crazily at Lance. Although Zhankeli's fighting spirit cultivation is unstable, after all, it is the cultivation of intermediate samurai, and his moves are all for the key points, which is extremely vicious.

While dodging, Lance found that although Zhanli's swordsmanship had not been honed by life and death, it must have been guided by an extremely smart swordsmanship teacher, which can be seen from several very formal starting styles when he took action.

At this time, Zhanli was actually not easy to deal with. If Lance came out with a sword, he would have easily end up with this dren, but he understood that he was here as a civilian at this time, and it was definitely not the right choice to fight with a nobles with a sword. At this time, Zhanli was already angry. He was ignored by Lance in public and felt extremely ashamed. Now he took action with hatred and no scruples. Lance found that it couldn't go on after dodging more than a dozen moves. Zhanli almost injured the crowd in the line several times, causing a scream. At this time, there was already chaos here.

"It's not a way to go on like this, so we have to use that move to end the battle quickly." Lance thought that it would be bad to drag on and let the madman hurt the crowd. At this time, if he didn't use his sword and wanted to defeat Zhanli with empty hands, he could only use the capture skill of the temple. Fortunately, at this time, the onlookers are all beginners, and no one should be able to see the difference between this move and the junior capture of the Knight Academy.

Lance suddenly changed his way of dodging and forced him to get close to Zhan Keli. The other party was overjoyed when he saw the cunning loach coming to the door, and he was really tricked. He did not hesitate to stab. Lance flashed sideways, and the whole fighting spirit gathered to the palm of his left hand. Then his index finger, middle finger and ring finger suddenly brightened up. "When", "when" and "when" three times, it was Lance's tossed on Zhankeley's sword. At this time, he had just finished a sword. When the old power was not exhausted and the new power was not born, I saw the three fingers bounce over quickly but couldn't dodge. One after another of great force came from the sword, shaking his arm and almost couldn't hold the sword. At this time, Lance's right hand moved his hand. He spread his palm into claws and pinched Zhanli's swordsman's wrist accurately. Then he grabbed his wrist and forcibly poured it into Zhanli's wrist, blocking Zhanli's whole right arm's fighting spirit that made him unable to operate.

With a bang, Zhan Keli's sword fell to the ground.

"Ah! I'll fight with you!" Zhanli screamed in pain, but he was restrained but didn't stop. Suddenly, he bumped his head into Lance.

"Hmm, I don't know what's good or not." Lance slapped him in the face with his backhand.

Zhanli's whole body was turned around and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Good job!" Some onlookers around shouted that although they did not dare to do it, they were all angry with the arrogance and domineering of the nobleman.

"Wow, this young man is so powerful that he is already an intermediate warrior at a young age." Some people talk about

"It's not only powerful. Look, that nobleman is also an intermediate warrior. He drew his sword, but was cleaned up empty-handed!"

At this time, Zhan Keli lay on the ground, half of his face swollen, and the nobleman named Sean motioned his samurai follower to help him up. Zhanli looked at Lance with a resentful face and said, "You bitch, how dare you hurt my noble body? You must die, you must die..."

After saying that, he turned his head and said to Sean, "You help me and let your warriors take action together. I'll give you the house you've always wanted in the eastern suburbs!"

Sean's eyes lit up, and then said with a evil smile, "Hey, okay." Then he motioned his two warriors to take action. At this time, Zhanli struggled to pick up the sword from the ground again, and the three came to Lance.

"All stop!" A loud shout came, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound. It turned out that the personnel of the college who maintained order finally came late. The leader is a tall warrior in the costume of a college tutor, followed by a team of warriors coming this way...

"What's going on?" The warriors quickly controlled the scene, and the leading college tutor looked at the poor civilian who had been beaten before and asked.

"Mentor, you came just right. These damn civilians dare to beat the nobles in broad daylight. They should be punished by law!" Before the civilians replied, Zhanli shouted loudly over there.

Huh? Did I ask you?!" The college tutor turned his head and looked at Zhanli, his eyes shining with a terrible light and strong pressure. He only looked at Zhanli, and the nobleman who was shouting just now suddenly became dumb. He lowered his head and began to drip down his cheeks with cold sweat.

'What a powerful fighting spirit cultivation, such a simple look can shock a middle-level warrior's heart.' Seeing this, Lance thought to himself. Others may not have noticed the details, thinking that the tutor just stared at Zhan Keli with dignity. But for Lance, who is experienced in martial arts, it is unusual. As a noble son and a wise teacher, Zhan Keli has taught fighting spirit and swordsmanship. There must be many strong people he has seen, but he is so shocked by his simple eyes that he dares not even speak. Not only that, Lance also saw the flash of fighting spirit in the eyes of the college tutor, which was a deep silver fighting spirit, and this color Lance could not be more familiar with. Then he lowered his head and thought that the college was indeed a hidden dragon and crouching tiger, and he was actually a tutor of a great swordsman. You know, the total number of swordsmen in the whole empire is only about ten...

The college is very well-organized. The team of warriors who came with the tutor dispersed after controlling the scene and went to the crowd around to ask about what happened, including Lance and Zhanli, were asked by a samurai alone. And the tutor also saw at a glance the key figure in the whole incident, the young civilian who was bullied by Zhanli, so he personally asked the young man what had happened. Such a practice is really impartial, summarizing the information in the mouth of the public, and the truth is ready to come out.

In just a few minutes, the scattered warriors gathered back to the college tutor and reported the information they had obtained one by one. After listening, the tutor nodded with satisfaction.

He motioned Lance and young civilians to return to the team, and then turned to face Zhan Keli and said, "What I despise most in my life are those who are self-righteous, arrogant and domineering and bullied their compatriots. If you have the ability, you can go to the Western Continent to kill orcs for me. There is no difference between nobles and civilians in the college, but only students with the same identity. If the students in the college have a situation like you, I will deal with it!"

Then he paused and said, "But after all, you are not a student of the college now. I also maintain respect for the nobles outside the college, but I have disturbed the discipline and can't but be punished. Now, listen, if you still want to take the college examination, take your samurai entourage to the end of the team and start queuing again! I will send samurai to take good care of you! Go ahead."

Zhanli gritted his teeth and wanted to say something. He felt that the humiliation he had suffered today was really great. First, he was ignored by the civilians he despised, and then he was beaten and forced to line up again. But recalling the horrible eyes just now, he didn't dare to explain anything more and walked back with his entourage. Before leaving, he also looked at Lance with resentment. He did not dare to hate the unfathomable college tutor in front of him, but he blamed all today's humiliation and hatred on Lance.

Shaun saw Zhan Keli walking back in dismay and grinning. Nobles like them rarely had real friendship, and most of them praised each other and used each other. Therefore, when he saw Zhan Keli's embarrassed figure, he was indescribably happy, but he was soon unhappy because he The tutor of the current college looked straight at him with his prison-like terrible eyes.

Sean swallowed with difficulty. He didn't feel anything when the tutor stared at Zhanli, but now he knows how terrible it is after being stared at by these eyes. But he still didn't move. His scalp was a little numb when he thought of the long dragon behind him. At this time, he still had a trace of luck in his heart, but soon this luck was completely broken.

"You know what you have done. Go back and line up again." The tutor of the college looked at Sean and said coldly, and motioned a martial artist around him to go up to supervise.

Shaun lowered his head and walked away with his two samurai followers. The surrounding crowd immediately cheered and shouted loudly, "The mentor is wise!" And this cheer was like a needle in Sean's face. Like Zhan Keli, he was always the only one who bullied others, but he didn't expect that he was implicated today because of Lance's sudden action. At this time, he listened to the cheers around him and felt that every step was like a needle felt. Now he doesn't hate the smelly Zhanli, and he doesn't dare to hate the college tutor, but simply beat Lance. He thought that if it hadn't been for this hateful civilian, he wouldn't have made things like this.

Shawn and Zhanli walked away in confusion in the cheers around them. At this time, the martial arts tutor of the college walked to the civilians who had just been bullied by Zhanli, comforted him and encouraged him. Everyone can see that the young man who was sad and angry just now has regained his sunshine and fighting spirit.

After encouraging the injured young man, the college tutor came to Lance again. He walked to Lance, looked at him carefully, then smiled with satisfaction, nodded to Lance, and said, "Young man, you are very good, both in fighting spirit and temperament. Very good. I look forward to seeing you again in the college. Then he turned around and left without waiting for Lance to speak.