Chapter 129 Mysterious Man

Everyone dispersed and tasted Ling Hao's evaluation of the four series of magic. As Ling Hao said, the four series of magic and their respective characteristics have always been ignored by the world. Ling Hao woke up the dreamer, which made them not only pursue the realm of magic, but also have another pursuit.

"Come and see, Han Yue is on the stage." Nia suddenly shouted excitedly.

Nia's shouts attracted the eyes of Ling Hao and others to the ring, and Han Yue appeared on the stage closest to the tutor's stand.

Dressed in black tights makes Han Yue particularly conspicuous. The tights undoubtedly show the graceful figure of Han Yue, and there was an exclamation in the stands.

"The game begins." The referee tried to restrain his greedy eyes, and finally withdrew his greedy eyes from the beautiful figure of Han Yue.

Han Yue smiled, elegantly raised the light sword in her hand, and gently put her toes on the ground, jumping to her opponent Kui Shen like a flying swallow sweeping water.

With a sword, the light sword in Han Yue's hand showed no mercy, and directly cut off the hair of Kui Shen, who was still immersed in Yi**. When the light sword passed, a bare piece appeared on the top of his head.

Kui Shen felt the coolness from the top of his head, which made him realize that he was playing now. In front of him was the reflection of the light sword, and Kui Shen hurriedly raised his sword to fight.

"Sneer." With the sound of clothes tearing, Han Yue made a big hole in his armpit. The cold moon was unreasonable and forced all the way.

Kuishen left and right, and people also staggered and kept retreating. The sound of cloth tearing was endless. After a few breaths, his clothes were already tattered.

"Plop!" He retreated all the way, retreated directly to the edge of the ring, and finally was forced to fall off the ring and fell on all fours.

The referee quickly announced Han Yue's victory, but his eyes did not dare to look at her again. He believed that Kui Shen's example would make many people alert.

Han Yue ran to Ling Hao happily, but found that Ling Hao was sitting sulking and sulking, "Honey, who made you unhappy?"

"Huh! You are not allowed to wear this kind of clothes in the future. Ling Hao said in a loud voice. Thinking of the lustful look of those people staring at Han Yue's body just now, Ling Hao was uncomfortable.

"Hee hee, husband, you are jealous." Han Yue was very happy to be close to Ling Hao. She saw how much he cared about herself from Ling Hao's expression, so she joked, "However, this is my professional clothes. What clothes don't you wear?"

"I don't care. If you don't wear it, you can't wear it." Ling Hao remembered that he was dressed like this when Han Yue assassinated King Kuniod. Although he knew that what Han Yue said was true, he still preached domineeringly.

"Well, if you don't wear it, I won't wear it." With the cleverness of the cold moon, he naturally knew that everything was too much, so he obediently leaned against Ling Hao and answered.

Ling Hao was stunned, and then thought that these were all the little tricks used by this little goblin. "Well, you little goblin actually calculated me."

Ling Hao laughed and scolded, saying that he was going to fight the cold moon. Han Yue hugged Ling Hao's arm tightly and begged for mercy.

"Hmm?" Ling Hao's heart thumped, and suddenly he felt that someone was observing him secretly. He turned his head and looked at the door of the student lounge. At the door, a man who was covered by a black cloak was slowly walking out, and his eyes fell straight on his side.

The man found that Ling Hao's eyes turned to him and quickly looked away.

"What's the matter?" Han Yue found that Ling Hao's expression suddenly became solemn, and she couldn't help asking.

"That person doesn't feel very good to me." Ling Hao pointed to the mysterious man and frowned. He felt a trace of uneasiness from the mysterious man.

"Yinghao, go to Vice President Xue to find out the identity of the mysterious man who just came out of the lounge." Ling Hao called Situ Yinghao to order.

Soon, the news brought back by Situ Yinghao made Ling Hao even more confused.

"Big brother, that man participated in the personal magic advanced competition. The name on the registration form is grass mustard." Situ Yinghao relayed the news he received from Xue Yifeng one by one.

"Is he a student participating in the competition?" When Ling Hao heard this answer, he frowned again. Did he worry too much?

"Why haven't I seen this student before? It seems to be the first time I've seen him." Alisa frowned and said, "Why have I never seen such a dressed person in the magic class?"

"Beaning, Princess Eliza didn't say anything, but I forgot that he signed up at the beginning of the individual game." Hearing what Elisa said, Situ Yinghao patted his head and said.

"The game has started, and I just came to sign up. Can I let him participate?" Ling Hao asked doubtfully.

"It doesn't matter. As long as a senior tutor is willing to guarantee him, he can participate in the competition." Alyssa said disdainfully, as if she was very dissatisfied with this rule.

"This person makes me a little confused. Liya, be careful when you meet him." Ling Hao ordered Liya.

"Hmm." Liya nodded and agreed.

Just as Ling Hao and others finished talking about the mysterious man, the sound of the magic loudspeaker sounded in the arena: "Grass, please go to the No. 1 ring to participate in the competition."

"Let's go and see how his strength is." After Ling Hao finished speaking, he got up first.

"Brother, what's wrong with him? It's the first time I'd seen his face so solemn. Situ Yinghao was very puzzled and couldn't help asking.

"It should be because of the man named Grass Mustard. He signed up for the magic advanced competition, but I can't feel a trace of magic elements from him." Elisa also felt a sense of mystery in the man.

Ling Hao and his party came to the north stand, and they could clearly see every move on the No. 1 ring.

Grass mustard seemed to feel the arrival of Ling Hao and others, and raised his head and looked at their position.

"What a weirdo. He even has a black veil on his face. Isn't he ashamed to see people?" Situ Yinghao couldn't help muttering.

Grass mustard seemed to hear Situ Yinghao's muttering, and his eyes suddenly moved to Situ Yinghao.

That resentful look made Situ Yinghao shiver.

"The game begins!"

Grass mustard did not seem to hear the referee's announcement, and his eyes were still staring at Situ Yinghao, which was chilling. When the afterglow in his eyes turned to Ji Yunzhi beside Situ Yinghao, there seemed to be more tenderness in his eyes.

"Meteor fire rain!" Grass mustard's opponent was a student of the Holy Fire Academy. Grass mustard ignored his attitude and angered him, so he used advanced magic to get started.

A stream of fiery red raindrops quickly shot straight at the grass mustard. The grass mustard didn't care. He reached out and gently drew on his side, and a black fog rose.

"Dark magic!" The action of grass mustard made the whole arena boil.

Light magic and dark magic have always been used by only the two Holy Sees, Light and Dark. Now a participating imperial student can actually use dark magic. How can it not be shocking?

"Swallow!"

Han Yue immediately realized what magic the grass mustard released was. As an intermediate magic of the dark system, the name of "devouring" was like thunder.

"Devour" was originally used as a magic for defense, but the corrosion effect of this magic can become a threatening attack magic. The original dark saint ingeniously used its corrosive effect as an auxiliary magic to treat certain diseases and injuries. A magic has both offensive, defensive and auxiliary effects, which makes it famous.

"Puff..." There was a muffled sound, and the fierce raindrops hit the black fog, which only caused a slight turbulence of the black fog, and disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea.

This result was shocked by the whole audience. Grass mustard used intermediate magic to fight against advanced magic, and it seemed to be comfortable. This can only be said that Grass mustard's cultivation level is extremely profound.

"I admit defeat." The torch student made a quick decision and directly admitted defeat at the moment. The strength of grass mustard is obviously far better than himself, and it is unwise to insist.