Chapter 12 On the Storm in Front of the Courtyard

Half an hour later, Lance finally found that there were not many people in front of the line. The enrollment method used by the college was very fast and effective. There were six tutors in the college working at each entrance. Three were responsible for reviewing the information of the applicants, and three asked questions to the applicants later, if they could If you pass smoothly enough, you can enter the next step and take the martial arts examination in the college. Those who pass both can gloriously become a member of the college and study and practice in it.

Lance was thinking about all kinds of things about the college when suddenly there was an arrogant shout in his right back, which was incompatible with the current environment of everyone's study: "Damn bitch!"

Lance looked for a sound. As the shout fell, a man flew backwards from the right rear team and fell to the ground. This is a young man wearing civilian clothes and carrying a small package on his shoulder. At first glance, he came from afar, and the contents of the package had been scattered on the ground.

"I've already said I'm sorry, cough, and I didn't mean to step on you just now, but the crowd in front of the team suddenly moved back. Why did you make such a heavy hand? The young man who fell to the ground covered his chest in pain and said.

Lance looked from the position where the young man flew out. It was a long queue on his right. A little behind Bi Lance, a tall young man in luxurious clothes was standing with his nostrils holding hands in the sky. Next to him stood a samurai entourage. At this time, the samurai was slowly withdrawing his raised legs, looking like It was he who kicked the young civilian out with one foot.

Huh? This nobleman..." Lance stared at the tall and thin aristocratic young man and found that he was very familiar. He thought for a moment: Yes, this person seems to be called Zhanli. He met him in Victor's Tavern a month ago. I didn't expect to meet again here.

"You damn civilian, you didn't just step on me, but several times. I'm still in pain. Is it over if you say sorry? You should kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake!" The noble young man named Zhanli said arrogantly.

"You! It's too bullying. Although I'm a civilian, I only kneel to His Majesty the Emperor and His Majesty the Pope! Can you bully people like this as an aristocrat!" The young civilians who fell to the ground had sat up and roared angrily at Zhanli.

"Hmm, you offended the nobles and still shouting here?" Zhanli waved his hand and motioned the samurai guard to continue to take action. At the same time, he said, "Do it and continue to teach him a lesson. This ungruly is really too arrogant."

The warrior went to the young man on the ground, who looked only 15 years old at most. He got up from the ground and resisted hard. Lance could see that he was already a junior samurai, and his weak fighting spirit fluctuated slightly (the junior samurai's fighting spirit was colorless). However, after all, he was still young and was punched down by the samurai again after five moves. Then the warrior did not give up, followed by a punch, and beat the young man out again and again.

The young man stepped back while blocking, and the direction was exactly towards Lance. Most of the people around them are civilians. At this time, their eyes are full of anger, but they dare to be angry and dare not say anything. At this time, another voice came, with an annoying tone and said, "Haha, it turned out to be Zhan. Who is here to provoke you so much? I heard your voice all the way. At this time, another well-dressed prince passed by, followed by two warriors.

"Shaun, it's you." Zhan Keli said, "Are you also coming so late for the opening ceremony of the college?"

"I didn't come late. I was in line in the back just now. I came here without hearing your voice." The young man named Sean walked behind Zhanli, looked at a civilian behind him, stretched out his hand and pushed it gently, and politely said to the civilian, "Come on, get out of the way." After saying that, he put it in front of the civilian without hesitation.

The civilian blushed, but he dared to be angry and dared not say anything. In fact, there are also staff in the college who are maintaining the order of the team to prevent some nobles from bullying others. However, after all, there are too many people today, so there are always places that can't be managed.

"Haha, Zhan, you are really arrogant to beat people openly here." The young man named Sean said with a smile.

"Hey, you're not bad. You openly jump the queue here." Zhan Kele replied.

While they were talking, Zhanli's warrior was still attacking the civilian with one punch and one foot. The poor young man screamed and retreating, but Sean and Zhanli talked and laughed behind. This picture made most of the civilians hate each other, and several people seemed to have the impulse to take action, but In the end, it still didn't move. They understand how unwise it is to offend a nobleman in the empire. If they enter the college and become the college inside it will be completely different, but after all, this is just a square at the gate of the college.

For good, the samurai could not continue to attack. The warrior was smiling and punching. He felt that this punch must hit the other party's head fiercely. He liked to hear the screams from the dialogue. However, this punch could not be shot out after all, because one hand firmly pinched his wrist. He looked up and saw a handsome teenager holding his wrist and looking at him coldly. The samurai didn't pay attention to the teenager's beautiful face. He just smiled ghall after seeing the ordinary gown on the teenager: "Is there another civilian looking for death?" Then he was ready to clenched his left fist and prepare to hit the teenager's face, but it was a pity that he was not dealing with an ordinary civilian teenager this time.

With a scream, the warrior knelt on the ground and held his right arm wrist and howled in pain. He knelt on the ground before the civilian teenager he had just been attacked, and his right arm had been twisted into an exaggerated angle.

"broken...broken, let go of me!" The warrior hissed in pain, and by this time his nose and tears had flowed out together.

The person who took action is naturally Lance. In fact, he is not a person who likes to be in the limelight. When the samurai took action just now, he already wanted to maintain the civilian teenager, but thinking that this is the gate of the college after all, the nobles' bullying of civilians is of course managed by the college. If he himself turns into a fight, It's really not beautiful. I didn't expect that after waiting for a long time, I didn't wait for the staff of the college to come to maintain order. It seems that there were too many people at the ceremony, and the college's staff was too busy. So he had to take action at this time.

"Although you are just a guard and can't violate your master's orders, I'm really rare to see people who can do things like you with pleasure. Don't you know that you are also a civilian? It's really dirty for me to deal with people like you. Lance looked at the warrior kneeling on the ground and said contemptuously.

The warrior kneeling on the ground was still shouting in pain. His head kept rubbing against the ground, looking extremely painful, but no one saw a vicious light shining in his painful eyes. With a sound, this is the sound of the knife pulling out of its sheath. The warrior suddenly took advantage of Lance's words and stabbed the samurai sword into Lance's chest. If he was stabbed this time, he was afraid he would lose half of his life. This warrior often kills people, even if he dares to be so unscrupulous at the gate of the college. People say what kind of owner and what kind of dog they have, which shows how much Zhanli usually takes human life seriously.

"Hmm!" Lance dodged the knife stabbed by the warrior sideways, and then opened his palm, and a cyan fighting spirit filled his whole palm in an instant. Then he took action mercilessly and imprinted his palm fiercely on the samurai's chest.

"Puff!" The warrior sprayed a mouthful of blood and flew out, just like he bullied young civilians.

The movement here shocked Zhanli and Sean, who were chatting happily. Looking at his samurai guard lying on the ground and howling, Zhanli's face was suddenly gloomy. He slowly came over and looked at Lance and found that the person in front of him was extremely familiar. He frowned and said, "It turned out to be you. We met in the pub a month ago. It's hard to imagine how arrogant civilians like you have lived to this day. Last time you ran away, you won't be so lucky this time. If you can kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake now, and then slap yourself until I'm satisfied, maybe I will bypass you.

Lance didn't interrupt Zhanli. He didn't even look at him. He just walked to the injured civilian with concern and carefully helped him up. And the civilian thanked him with a grateful face.

This time, Zhanli was ignored by Lance again, and it was more thorough than last time in Victor's Tavern, and in front of so many people. He felt that he was like an idiot at this time, so he was furious. The body trembled like a swing.

"Damn bitch, how dare you ignore my words! I want you to die now!" Zhan Keli screamed. After saying that, he rushed straight towards Lance, and at the same time, his body surged with a slight cyan light.

Huh? Is it an intermediate warrior?" Lance was slightly surprised to see Zhanli rushing over. Then he took a closer look and found that although his body was full of fighting spirit, the fighting spirit that only middle-level warriors had, the fighting spirit in operation was extremely unstable. He immediately understood that this should be the price that Zhankeli's family paid a lot to raise his fighting spirit with precious elixir to the realm of middle-level warriors. But it didn't take enough time to practice and adapt to this realm. Only then will there be an immediate phenomenon.