Chapter 96 Counterattack

McLeak, who was struggling to get out, had not come up with any good idea. Suddenly, he felt that his hand holding Ling Hao became hot. He knew that Ling Hao, who had been motionless in his waves of attacks, began to fight back. In order to slow down the burning pain from his hands, McGregor only resisted with good luck.

As early as when McLeak hid a knife in his smile and was ready to shake hands with Ling Hao, Vera, the vice president of the Holy Fire Academy, wanted to stop it. Vera, who doesn't know about Ling Hao, is naturally not as confident in Ling Hao as Xue Yifeng, and McLeok is the top three masters in Shenfeng College, reaching the late level of the Great Swordsman as early as more than a decade ago. It was not until she was stopped by Xue Yifeng that Vera found that no one on the side of Dishui College, from the tutor leading the team to the students participating in the competition, was worried about Ling Hao. On the contrary, their eyes at McGregor were full of pity.

Sure enough, the tricks that McLeak often uses for yin people not only failed, but were entangled by Ling Hao. Even people like Vera who don't know martial arts can clearly see who wins and loses from their expressions.

Three thousand years have passed since Ling Hao entered the reincarnation of the heavens in his previous life. He is completely blank about what happened in the magical continent in these three thousand years, so he does not know the fighting spirit like Bertram. This time, it is rare to meet such a master who stepped into the realm of the sword saint. He intends to take this opportunity to test the following attack of fighting spirit. How strong it is, it will gradually increase the strength of the counterattack.

McGregor found that the scorching pain from his hands was getting bigger and bigger, and he had to do his best to resist. Suddenly, his whole body was shrouded in a faint golden fighting spirit. With a soft sound, the stone tables and chairs around the two of them turned into a pool of gravel under the action of McGregor's fighting spirit. Where the fighting spirit was turbulent, the gravel and powder flew everywhere.

The people around him have left the two of them as early as when McLeak's fighting spirit was released, and now they retreated in a hurry and stayed away from the center of the fighting spirit.

Xue Yifeng stood in the closest place to the two, protecting other tutors and participating students behind him, releasing a layer of substantial barrier in front of him, blocking the flying gravel.

Seeing that McGregor released a faint golden fighting spirit, Xue Yifeng couldn't help but be secretly shocked: "I didn't expect that this old man has progressed so fast without strength for ten years. It looks like it is only one step away from the realm of Jiansheng, and there are faint signs of surpassing me."

The situation on the other side is better than that of Dishui College. When McGregor is fighting outside, an earthy yellow light curtain has been formed in front of everyone, blocking the flying sand and stone.

"I think this is the end of the competition between the two vice presidents." A gentle voice sounded from the yellow curtain.

Ling Hao followed the sound and saw a white-haired magician walking out of the crowd with a magic wand. The robe on his body was a little white. It seemed that he had been wearing it for a long time, but the complicated magic pattern on it showed its extraordinary. The old magician was obviously the one who just used the "guardian shield". As he came forward, the range of the magic shield also moved with the previous one.

This is exactly what Ling Hao meant. Anyway, the goal has been achieved. He took the opportunity to stop and said to McGregor, who was still struggling to support him, "Since someone has proposed, I think that's all for today's competition."

McLeak has wanted to stop for a long time, but he just suffered from the lack of opportunity. Hearing Ling Hao's words, he nodded quickly.

"Go ahead." Ling Hao's wrist vibrated gently, and the fighting spirit on McLeak's body was shaken away. Then, Ling Hao waved casually, and McLeak couldn't help flying back. From the teachers and students of Shenfeng College, two students immediately ran out and picked up McGregor and helped him back to sit down.

The old mage walked to Ling Hao with his wand. Although he didn't like McLeak, who had always been arrogant, McLeak led the team to participate in the martial arts competition after all, and it was difficult to explain to Kamikaze College if something happened. For this, the old mage had to come forward to mediate, "Thank you, Vice Dean Ling, for giving Fan this thin face. If Vice Dean Ling has time to come to Huangtu College in the future, he will definitely ask you to guide the martial arts tutor of Huangtu College."

"You're welcome." Ling Hao and airway.

Xue Yifeng also came over, and his eyes kept looking back and forth on Ling Hao. Ling Hao was covered with hair by Xue Yifeng's strange eyes and couldn't help asking, "What are you looking at?"

Xue Yifeng pulled Ling Yun's clothes and said with resentment, "Tut, you are really a monster. Not only did he easily suppress the fighting spirit that stepped into the sword saint level, but the clothes of his whole body were not damaged at all in such a violent fighting spirit. You are so perverted, how can we live an old man like this?

Then, Xue Yifeng came to Ling Hao and whispered, "You see, with our friendship, should you reveal some of the mysteries?"

When the old mage beside him saw this scene, he couldn't help but be dumb. At this moment, Xue Yifeng has the demeanor of a vice president, who looks like a scoundrel on the street. But when I think about it, I feel relieved that even if I meet someone with more powerful magic, it may not be calmer than him.

Ling Hao smiled and said, "It's just that the power and martial arts used in martial arts are a little different. To put it bluntly, there is nothing to make a fuss about."

Although Xue Yifeng knew that this was Ling Hao's excuse, it seemed that he could not get any valuable information from his mouth, so he stopped asking.

This sudden incident did not affect the martial arts competition in any way, and everything continued.

Ling Hao knew from Xue Yifeng that the old mage's name was Fan Yi, an extremely simple person. He was not only the vice president of the Royal Land College, but also a person who stepped into the level of Dharma saint.

Knowing the identity of the kind old man in front of him, Ling Hao couldn't help but be awed. In the library of Dishui College, he learned that in the war 3,000 years ago, the earth magic books were the most lost, and what the Imperial Land College taught students was mainly earth magic, and the earth magic system could be repaired to a large extent. Fan Yi has made great contributions in it.

"Hello, Mr. Fan. I've been looking forward to your name for a long time. It's a great honor to see you today!" Ling Hao sincerely admired people like Fan Yi, and even used respectful words for the first time.

"You're welcome. You're old and useless. In the future, you will be the world of young people." Fan Yiqian said gently.

"Okay, okay. If you want to talk, just sit down and talk. Don't look at the students behind you and still stand. Vera reminded.

"Oh, yes, let's go in and talk about it." Xue Yifeng took over.