A sword

Chapter 38 Visit by a master

Lance can't lie, so he is very distressed at this time. He thought carefully, organized his words, and then looked at Becky and said seriously, "If you can become a fighting circuit, there is absolutely no problem with general injury and physical recovery. But..."

"But what is it?" Becky stared at Lance and asked.

"Uh...but..." Lance continued stiffly, "But if you want to restore the damage of the sword as before, it is not enough to practice it into a fighting air circuit. You still need to cooperate with some other methods. Now your fighting skills are not enough. I'll tell you when you can cultivate this fighting skills to perfection.

"Well, is that so..." Becky listened with a disappointed face. I haven't even practiced the air circuit yet. How long will it take for me to be fully proficient or even complete? What if I am injured during this period and leave a permanent scar on my skin..."

"If so, you can ask me to help you." Lance said with a straight face. After saying that, I tried to control my emotions and tried not to recall the scene that just happened after helping Betsy.

However, Betsy did not have as good control as Lance, and she couldn't help remembering the ambiguity just now when she heard his words.

She blushed and looked at Lance and said, "Just now... the recovery hasn't been finished yet. You just massaged my legs. I also need my waist and abdomen, and now my shoulder is injured. Do you...do you continue?" After saying that, he lowered his head and dared not look at Lance.

"Well... let's continue. We recover from our waist, abdomen and shoulders through our clothes, and there will be no problem. Lance said awkwardly.

"Well, let's do it there." Hearing Lance's answer, Betsy hummed, and I thought of this cheap and obedient guy. I was not embarrassed, but his face was full of that.

"It's right here..." Lance said, "You sit down cross-legged, and I'll start now."

Becky sat down. Lance took a breath and stabilized his mind. With the lesson just now, he really did it without distractions at this moment. He stretched out his hands, pressed it on Betsy's waist and abdomen with a soft cyan flame, and began to knead it rhythmically.

The same is true of Betsy. With the lesson just now, although she was very comfortable stimulated by the fighting spirit at this moment, she couldn't help humming. After Lance pressed the injured muscles in her waist and abdomen, she began to recover from her shoulders.

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"That's how it is...Spe, you must make the decision for us!" Green's face was sad, holding his swollen face with a wet towel, and talking to a man with a light blue flame in front of him.

The light blue light gradually dissipated, revealing the young and resolute face inside. He suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at the five people bowing in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Are you serious?"

"It's true." Several noble children said with one voice.

"Hmm! He is really lawless. Does he think that he can do something wrong if he is strong?!" The senior groaned coldly. He looked coldly at the people in front of him and said, "You should also reflect on yourself, especially you, Green. Your father spent a lot of effort on you, but he didn't expect it to be so unbearable that a civilian repaired you like this? Huh?! It really lost the face of our nobles.

Several people lowered their heads and dared not speak.

The senior continued: "I originally thought that most of the civilians in the empire were simple, and after approaching the college, they would study martial arts wholeheartedly. Unexpectedly, this student was spoiled and arrogant and relied on the love of your tutor to do such things. Don't worry, I will do justice for you. But you guys also have to train diligently and can't be looked down on, okay?"

"I know." Several people answered quickly.

"Well, you guys step back. I will go straight to Class 2 of the Martial Arts Department. The senior said lightly.

"Yes." Green's five people bowed and left.

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"Hey, Green, will this senior really come up for us then?" Petari asked.

"Don't worry, Petari, since he has agreed, he will definitely take action. At that time, he must let Lance kneel on the ground like a dog and beg for mercy. And Betsy's little prodigal hoof, I'm going to make her cry under me, hey hey." Green smiled grimly.

"Don't be happy too early, Green, what if Lance sued his mentor? And if your senior knows what's really going on, can he still help us?

"Hmm! Don't be afraid. The whole conference has been going on for a long time. Lance can't find Yarus's tutor now. As for the senior, we told him the story so carefully, so we don't have to worry about anything wrong. When the senior has finished teaching Lance a lesson, even if the Arus tutor comes back and knows about this matter, he will not ask too much. You should know that the senior is an elite student in the college and the key training object in the college. Green said with a smile.

"Haha, so good, so good." Petari and Green looked at each other and laughed.

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"Wow..." When Lance's hands left her shoulders, the soft and warm fighting spirit also left her body, making Betsy take a long breath.

She jumped up from the ground and moved her muscles all over her body. Suddenly, she felt extremely refreshed. Not only has the injured part of her shoulder been completely recovered, but even the hidden disease on her body was no longer.

She shouted in a low voice, and luckily got the fighting spirit of her whole body. Her body surged and encouraged her robes. At this moment, she cast her own fighting spirit to her heart's content, which seemed to be a little smoother and turbulent than that in the battle just now.

Becky closed her eyes and felt it carefully, then opened it and looked at Lance in surprise and said, "That's great. I've run around the fighting spirit all, and there are no obstacles at all. It seems that I can try to break through the next level in a few days."

"Ha ha, good! Then I will congratulate you in advance, Becky. Lance said with a smile.

"Well, thank you, Lance. Call me Betsy and add a classmate to be more in the back.

"Okay, Betsy."

"Hee, let's go back." Becky said happily. But one more thing has to be done." After saying that, she took a few steps forward and came to the place where Lance and Green had been fighting just now. There was a samurai sword on the ground, which was the one in Green's hand, which was forcibly captured by the latter in the battle with Lance. After the battle, Green threw a poisonous fog bomb, and Lance was worried that Becky threw the knife on the ground and rushed to her side.

"We have to take this knife and report it to Yarus's tutor when we go back. Green and others are so arrogant that they dare to do such a thing in the college. If they don't punish them severely, who knows what they will do in the future. Betsy held the samurai sword and said angrily.

Lance stepped forward, carefully looked at the samurai sword in Betsy's hand, then shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's difficult to prove it with this knife alone. You see, this knife is just a very ordinary samurai knife that everyone can wear. We can't prove like our mentor that this is the weapon Green used to sneak attack us."

Ah? Can't you prove it?" Becky was stunned: "But Green's head was injured by you. He should be blue and swollen at this moment. If he doesn't leave the college, this should be the best evidence, and if he leaves, won't it prove that he has a ghost in his heart?"

"It's not that simple." Lance said, "Even noble children like Green should know tutors or seniors in the college. My heavy elbow did not hurt him very seriously. At this moment, if he asked a magician senior of the Ministry of Magic through family relations, his appearance would have recovered as before after magic treatment.

Hearing Lance's analysis, Becky suddenly said, "What should I do? Will they be free like this?"

"I haven't thought of it yet. Let's go back to the class first." Lance replied.

"Well, go back first! I will go to see Mr. Yarus when he comes back from the meeting. I believe he will deal with it impartially. Betsy said.

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Lance and Becky came out of the woods and headed for the main building of the teaching. At this time, it was past noon, and the sun was shining brightly, and there were not many students still walking outside. Some went to the library, some returned to the class, and of course, some of them may work hard to sweat on the training ground after resting for half an hour after lunch.

So it is abnormal to gather a large group of people before the empty main building. Lance saw the students in front of the main building talking about something from afar, and their eyes were all consistent in their direction. Of course, what Lance noticed first was not the zittering students, but a person standing on the way to the main building.

The man was not very tall, but he just stood there casually and felt extraordinary. At this moment, he is standing with his eyes closed and his hands behind his hands. A vacuum zone formed around him, and no one dared to approach.

It was strange for such a person to stand in front of the main building of the teaching building, but Lance was not surprised because he saw Green and four other noble students not far behind him. However, contrary to what he expected, Green and the others not only did not heal at this time, but also made their appearance a little more miserable than expected. At this moment, they were looking at themselves with sadness.

Sure enough, when the two of them walked near the teaching building, the person standing in front of them suddenly opened his eyes and locked Lance and Betsy in an instant. The light blue light in his eyes flashed and looked over with a sense of pressure.