Chapter 249 Chapter 250 Level 9 Magic

Several people present were stunned at the same time. From the moment the powerful young fat man appeared, Lance knew that the other party was friendly and not the enemy, but he could not be sure of the identity of the other party. Especially after seeing the hospital uniform, he secretly guessed that this should be a hidden strong man in the college, but he didn't expect that the other party would grin and call himself 'a junior'. At this moment, when Lance heard the other party's self-introduction, he finally understood why the other party said so. It turned out that he was the legendary dean, one of the six disciples under the sword saint Roland. No wonder he could go in and out of the library at will and choose to wear court clothes at will. Although he was also a famous martial arts strongman in his previous life and reached the peak of cultivation, he was not a sword samurai after all, so it is inevitable that he will have a different feeling to the only sword saint of mankind today.

Legend has it that the sword saint disciples are great practitioners of cultivation and spirit, but they rarely enter the world. In addition to the sword saint Roland, the warriors of today's holy land are only the contemporary beast emperors in the western continent. However, the orc emperor of the previous generation was defeated by the sword saint Roland. Now the new one is far from Roland in terms of strength and backup. Therefore, Roland is the dean of the college, and because of this, his six disciples are even more unpredictable.

In addition to Lance's surprise at the sudden birth of the disciples of the Sword Saint, the other two dark practitioners are even more frim in their hearts, because neither the temple nor the hostile dark councils have any information about the six masters of the Sword Saint. At this moment, they are about to fight and look at the big fat man with a strange smile in front of them, the two The dark members can't help but feel unheartened...

Huh? No!" Didera, the great magician, suddenly frowned and said, "The whole world knows that Sword Saint Roland, the dean of the college, is the strongest martial arts man in the world, but as far as I know, he does not know magic. You claim to be a disciple of the sword saint, but he is actually a magician! Humph! Do you want the name of Kensei to scare us?

Mondrey, the dark swordsman, was slightly relieved to hear his companion's words. They had just seen Lance's amazing stunt and were shocked. If the powerful fat man in front of him is really a swordsman, then it is inevitable to have holy skills. Although he and Didra are both great practitioners of the Dark Council, they do not have the authority and opportunity to see the elegant demeanor of the Holy Steps, let alone learning. In his heart, he maintained an instinctive awe of the Holy Land. After witnessing that a boy who had just entered the high level could easily kill two high-level peaks after he performed holy skills, he became more and more awed. At this moment, I finally understood that the fat man in front of me was just talking, and I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. The cold and tight face also eased. He smiled and smiled happily and cruelly: "Hey hey, you fat man, I really haven't seen a fat magician as you. It's the first time I've seen a stupid person like you. Obviously, you are a mage, but you're going to pretend to be a swords disciple. Humph, if you dare to deceive us, you will die a miserable death.

Lan Jun, who claimed to be the six disciples of Jiansheng, was stunned. He did not expect that the dark magician would come to such a conclusion after meditation, and his companion actually believed the other party's guess without hesitation... After saying that, he held his head high and waited for Lan Jun, who trembled and worshipped. His face couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Unexpectedly, the reaction of the two was completely different from what he expected. He couldn't help feeling bored. He sighed: "Well, you two poor people crawl in the dark and have no knowledge. Since you are so boring, go to hell..."

After the words, there was no way he moved. The white and blue striped college tutor's uniform on his body automatically became windless, and the magic fluctuations and pressure suddenly covered the scene, making his fat body look different.

The two dark practitioners entered a state of battle at the same time, pretending to be facing a great enemy. Although they no longer believe in the identity of this person's swordsman disciple, they still have to be extremely cautious. After all, the fat man just now used his strong strength to cover the fantasy magic performed by a great magician.

Seeing that several people were about to go to war again, Lance, who had no combat power, should have retreated to one side, but after carefully looking around to make sure that there were only four of them in the field, he still couldn't help opening his mouth to the fat man in front of him, with a slightly eager tone: "Uh, that, Lan Jun, Er... senior, you want to Let's fight. How are my companions?

Lan Jun, a big fat man, turned around and said angrily, "Kid, those two idiots don't believe in my identity. Do you want to doubt me? Since I said that I am the six disciples of the swordsman, of course, don't pretend to say how your companions are. I have seen the battle before. Aren't you worried about your little girlfriend? Don't worry, she's fine.

Lance was stunned and just wanted to say something grateful, but suddenly remembered that this fat man had come a long time ago, but he had been patiently not to take action, which made his big move, and finally almost died on the spot. He exposed his little thoughts in public here, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed.

Didra, the dark magician, had a hot temper. If it hadn't been for the fact that his opponent's strength was really deep and strange, he would have taken action furiously. At this time, he didn't hide it just to find the best opportunity, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't pay so much attention to the two of them and dared to go back to talk to others before he took action. And what made him particularly angry was that the other party even scolded him as 'idiots' disdainfully. Immediately shouted angrily, "Little fat man! Looking for death!"

It's just that as a magician, he doesn't practice fighting spirit, and his shouting doesn't have the power it deserves. His voice is hoarse as if he has been sick and weak for a long time. Before taking action, Mondrey beside him kindly corrected, "Didella, this fat man is not small at all."

"I mean, his generation is young! Damn it!" Didra cursed and threw the long-stocked 'Great Dark Curse' out. At the same time, Mondry's black gold sword has pierced the fat Lan Jun from a tricky angle like a poisonous snake. Once the action was started, the strength and fierceness of the two dark practitioners suddenly appeared. Unlike the previous battle with Lance. Didra just played a beautiful fantasy magic by teasing children, and Mondray only made a simple move after his companions played big and shocked Lance. However, this time it was different. In the face of the mysterious fat man who was comparable to their own, they took out all their strength as soon as they took action.

Two deadly attacks came like lightning. The fat Lan Jun still kept looking back, and he didn't seem to have the intention of fighting back. His fat round face was still the previous light and interesting expression, but his eyes were a little more solemn. He said to Lance again, "Hey, boy, I can't control you next. Take care of yourself."

After saying that, he suddenly pinched out a seal with his hands and sneered: "Huh, magic counterattack!"

His body suddenly lit up and became a little transparent, and by this time, Didra's 'Great Dark Curse' had arrived as scheduled. The huge dark ghost with teeth and claws emitted a devilish smile from hell, and its power alone can be seen as evil and power. However, this ghost failed to play its due effect, because of the skill that Lan Jun exerted on his body: magic counterattack.

The ghost formed by the 'Great Dark Curse' suddenly became dumb after touching Lan Jun's bright and transparent body, melting like ice and water, becoming the purest dark element, and then being bounced out.

"What? Magic counterattack!" Didra, the dark magician, stared roundly, as if he didn't expect that he still underestimated this young fat opponent and exerted such a cold and powerful magic as soon as he took action. He screamed, pulled out his dark ghost staff and raised a dark mask in front of him. To resist the previous self-released technique...

One move suppresses the great magician of the upper realm, which is enough to be proud, but the fat man has no spare time to laugh at his opponent. Because at the same time, the snake-like dark gold sword had also stabbed his body.

The great swordsman Mond Rui smiled ferociously, and a sword penetrated the fat man's body in front of him, but suddenly frowned, because he found that the tip of his sword did not have any touch to pierce the entity, and the fat body in front of him had become gloomy and illusory until it dissipated...

"Pa" "Pa" "Pa!" ... A burst of applause sounded behind the two dark strong men, and the young fat man in white and blue clothes showed his figure again. Hey hey, that's awesome. What a fierce joint attack.

Although he applauded and praised the other party, there was a sarcastic smile on the corners of his lips, and his voice was full of annoying jokes as before. Even Lance can't stand the cheap appearance, not to mention the two violent dark apostles who are willing to kill.

However, this time, the two great practitioners were strangely not really angry, but turned around and looked at Lan Jun quietly. Their eyes were inexplicable. In addition to the surprise of the young fat man, there was also a certain look of joy and relaxation in their eyes...