"No! I'm just a student in charge of the daily life of the tutor. ○" The girl with two ponytails stared at her clear eyes and argued: "And I'm already seventeen!"

Seventeen...Rick finds it hard to believe that this is just reaching his shoulders. The tender little girl is seventeen years old.

Realizing that he wasn't a teasing girl here, Rick hurriedly said, "Sorry, my name is Kyle, what do you call me?"

The girl said sweetly: "Just call me Grey."

"So, Grey, do you know where Mentor Elena is now?" Rick asked.

"Oh, I remember the tutor told me that if a kid named Kyle came to her, he would go to the big library." Grey said with his finger poked his chin.

Rick laughed, patted the girl's head, and said, "Grey, thank you."

Gri pouted his mouth with some anger and said, "Don't bully me short!"

Rick, who was amused by her cute appearance, said goodbye to her and rushed to the large library behind the Magic Academy without stopping.

I heard from Mihaier that this is the most complete library of books in the mainland, with all kinds of precious books, and even magic books of the forbidden spell level. Of course, if students want to visit, there are only one day a month, and there are other restrictions, such as the books on the top of the top and most teachers do not have the right to read.

After registering his name on the first floor, he learned that Elena often went to the second floor to read books about space magic, Rick rushed over without saying a word.

The interior of the large library is as simple as an ordinary library. The bookcases are neatly arranged, and students sitting scattered on the round tables around them are reading.

Elena's nails streaked through books after books. It seemed that she had never decided which one was good to read.

Rick looked at her back and sighed. I have to say that Elena is good at dressing up. Her tight black robe outlines the ups and downs of her body, and the white lace-edged shirt under the robe can arouse others' infinite imagination. Unlike other girls' youthfulness, Elena's beauty looks even more mature and sexy.

Unfortunately, her face is really dull, but her perfect figure can still give her a high score.

Rick laughed secretly that he was thinking too much, walked over slowly, gave a civilian gift, and whispered: "Teacher Elena."

She turned around, smiled faintly, and replied with a civilian gift, saying, "Kyle, after waiting for you for a day, you finally came."

Elena was concentrating on playing with the thin books in her hand, her eyes revealed a hint of tenderness, and her tone looked extremely charming like a complaining lover.

If this woman is matched with a fairy-like face, she will definitely be charming.

While thinking, Rick said, "Sorry..." "Kyle. Are you interested in space magic?" Elena smiled slightly.

Rick shook his head honestly.

The woman in black robe stared at the "Power of Space" in her hand and said, "Although I am a dark attribute tutor. She is responsible for teaching you to use attribute timidity, but don't expect me to teach you too much. Your swordsman is An Jie, he is your person in charge."

Rick was stunned. The tutor named Elena seemed to have no passion for teaching, but was addicted to the study of space magic.

However, he did not think that the magic tutor only played an auxiliary role, and the real training of the magic swordsman is still inseparable from the regular swordsman training.

"You can come to my office once a week." After that, she focused all her attention in the book, ignoring Rick's existence.

It was indeed very strange. Rick smiled bitterly, and once again gave the civilian courtesy, and then retreated.

Elena glanced at the direction where Rick left, sighed lightly, and murmured: "Oh, I thought I could get a virtual position by being a dark attribute magic tutor. I didn't expect that I didn't meet a magician who specialized in dark attribute magic, but instead met a magic swordsman with dark attribute fighting spirit. It was really ironic..."

She closed the magic book unhappily and said to herself: "Forget it, as long as you can stay here."

Elena glanced at the students who were studying magic books seriously in the library, and looked out through the windows that were as tall as others. It was already setting sun outside, and the Mingx at dusk looked particularly beautiful.

MINX Swordsman Academy Square.

"Boy, it's not bad." An Jie praised the wooden sword in his hand blocked the attack.

Rick was holding a wooden sword in his hand, panting, and staring at the bald man in front of him without squinting.

"Under my attack, I can still free up my hands to take the initiative to attack, which is much better than when I first entered school." An Jie said, but the wooden sword in his hand did not stop, like a poisonous snake catching prey, biting Rick's ribs.

He quickly took a step back and held a wooden sword upright, staggering Anjie's attack. Rick seized the opportunity to take two steps forward, and the wooden sword in his hand slid towards Anjie's neck.

However, when Rick thought he was about to succeed, he suddenly felt a pain in his thigh, and Anjie kicked him to the ground with one kick.

"Are you wrong? You only want to compete in swordsmanship, how can you still use your feet?" Rick, who was half kneeling on the ground, touched his painful thigh and complained.

"Bastard! As long as you can win, you have to do it even if you hit it with your head." An Jie said angrily: "Sometimes, close-fitting attacks are more direct and effective."

A good opportunity! A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Rick's eyes, and he kicked his right foot with his knees on the ground. As the moment An Jie was talking to him, he hugged An Jie's waist as thick as a tree stump and relied on the momentum to knock him to the ground.

After rolling for a while, the bald man realized that Rick's fist was swinging towards his face like raindrops. In a hurry, he could only passively block it with his hands.

After being punched a few times on his face, An Jie roared, raised his feet and clamped Rick's waist. At the same time, his body suddenly thrust backwards. The bald man turned from a lying position to an upside down position, and Rick was thrown away directly.

He fell heavily to the ground, and Rick coughed a few times, and couldn't help but curse: "This guy is so powerful."

An Jie snorted and said, "Your hairy boy was attacked by a sneak attack. It's a mistake..."

"Teacher, take a break." Rick walked over dejectedly and said.

"It's still early! Hum?" As soon as Anjie finished speaking, he found Rick clenching his left fist and waved at him.

"I actually dare to do this. Let me fix you well!" The two of them fought together.

After a while, the two of them sat together with a bruised nose and swollen face. Of course, Rick was the most severely injured. Although Anjie is a seventh-level swordsman, he is an existence that ordinary people can only look up to. But his unique skills lies in his strong fighting spirit and superb sword skills. At the beginning, Rick thought that he could not practice fighting spirit, so he practiced fist skills with Mins for a year, so that he could not lose his advantage in fighting with Anjie.

"Boy, you dare to do this so hard. Do you still have me as a tutor in your eyes?" An Jie touched the bruise on his face and said angrily.

Rick has been bullied by the bald man. After finally agreeing not to use fighting spirit, how can he miss the good opportunity to take revenge? Although he thought so, Rick didn't dare to say it and said: "Teacher, you asked me to imagine you as an irreconcilable enemy. Moreover, I am also a victim." He pointed to the place on his face, which was blue and purple.

Anjie smiled generously and continued, "Kyle, I think you have some achievements in swordsmanship. Which tutor did you teach before?"

Nonsense, my brother was personally guided by the powerful people in the Holy Land. He knew that this could not be said. Rick shook his head and said, "This is the first academy in my life."

With a slight frown, An Jie said, "Are you studying in a higher education college directly? You haven't entered any institution before? Although you are a civilian, you should be very rich in your family, so why don't you study?"

An Jie saw that the young black-haired man in front of him suddenly felt lost in his eyes, lowered his head, and a hint of bitterness in his tone.

"I am an orphan. I grew up in a mercenary regiment and mingled with the leader in the rain and mist forest. This sword technique was learned in fighting with monsters. As for the things outside of me, they were given by Mihaier."

An Jie was worried. He didn't expect that his students would have such a tragic experience.

If it weren't for Rick's head lowering and his long hair covered the smile on the corner of his mouth, the bald man wouldn't have felt pitiful at this time.

"Boy, don't be upset. Now you have come to Mingx Higher Education College, and you have an excellent mentor like me. It is definitely not a problem to stand out!" Anjie patted Rick's shoulder, gave him a thumbs up, and said confidently.

Rick sighed in his heart and said to himself: "In this way, someone will testify to my identity, at least not a three-no-person. Uh, it seems that I have to write a letter to the leader of the group."

"I will report your special situation to the college. Don't worry, you will receive a subsidy soon." Anjie pulled Rik up sitting and said, "Okay, the rest time has passed, and a happy time has come."

Rick's face turned dark, and he picked up the wooden sword helplessly and said, "Is it a hand-to-hand combat or a sword competition this time?"

An Jie shook his bald head and said, "This time, I want you to see the gap between us. I will use all my strength." After that, he pulled out a giant sword from behind and put it on his thick shoulders.

"It's better not to do this. I know that the gap between students and tutors is very different." Looking at An Jie's serious look, Rick really regretted taking the opportunity to take revenge on him, so that this guy would abuse himself with fighting spirit.

"Stop talking nonsense, take a sword." An Jie shouted loudly.

In desperation, Rick pulled out his strong attack, and his left hand clefted in front of the sword, ready to defend first.

"Oh? It means you want to use a scabbard?" An Jie said in surprise.

"Yes, this is a sword technique I created." Rick said without blushing.

In fact, from a Xiaobai who didn't know how to dance a sword to a swordsman with a very small sword skills, he was completely guided by Jack and led the way through the door, and he achieved it through unremitting training. The demonic sword Aphipus in his hand was a one-handed thin sword, so he held a scabbard in his left hand as the second sword. Fortunately, Jack taught himself the sword technique to fight with the sword and the scabbard at the same time, otherwise the artifact with absolute defense in Rick's hand would become a useless existence.

"Whatever you want, take my sword first." The violent blue fighting spirit suddenly burst out with An Jie as the center, wrapping around the giant sword held high in his hand.

Rick's face turned a little pale, and the aura of a high-level swordsman was too powerful, which was not something he, a small six-star swordsman, could resist. Looking at the giant sword with fighting spirit gathered in front of him, Rick had no doubt that this sword could easily kill him.

"Bastard, this sword almost used his fighting spirit. Does this guy want to kill you?" John's voice suddenly came from his mind.

"Why, are you afraid of death again?" Rick said so easily because he firmly believed that Anjie had his intention to do so.

Seeing John's silence, Rick continued to stare at Anjie who was constantly accumulating energy, clenched the ring crack, thinking: "If he really chopped down with one sword, he should be able to block it by relying on the ring crack." Now, Rick has also begun to worry.

"Look at the sword!" The raised giant sword slashed violently at Rick with a fighting spirit like blue smoke.

This is impossible to stop! Anjie's giant sword is getting closer and closer, and Rick then realizes that he underestimated the fierce fighting spirit contained in the sword master.

The blue fighting spirit almost covered Rick's vision. Before Anjie's giant sword arrived, his hand holding the cracked ring trembled due to the oppression of the fighting spirit.

Isn't this guy crazy?

The black fighting spirit protected Rick, but he knew that his poor fighting spirit was vulnerable to Anjie's swordsman-level fighting spirit.

However, the moment the giant sword was about to collide with the ring, the rich fighting spirit was sucked back into An Jie's body in the blink of an eye, and the bare giant sword slashed on the scabbard, making a crisp friction sound.

Before Rick could react, he was in danger of his life the previous second, but the fatal fighting spirit disappeared the next second.

Relieved, retracted the crack, Rick looked at Anjie laughing, unable to say anything.

"Hahaha, boy, are you really afraid that I will chop you up with one sword! Hahaha..." An Jie threw the giant sword aside and laughed invisibly.

"Is it meaningful for you to do this?" Rick said angrily when he saw Anjie fooling him.

The bald man quickly coughed a few times and said seriously: "Ahem, the sword just now, the instructor wants to tell you that mastering fighting spirit is actually a science."

Rick was too lazy to care about it anymore. When he heard An Jie's words, he did realize that if he had been the one who had been himself just now, he would never be able to release or regain his entire body's fighting spirit in an instant.

"Fighting energy is equivalent to the magic power of a magician. Two people with equal strength fight. Whoever has the magic power can last until the end will become the final winner." An Jie said confidently: "In one month, the freshman competition will open. The fighting energy your opponent has is stronger than you, so I want to train you to master your fighting energy as much as possible, so that the limited fighting energy you have can exert infinite power."

Rick didn't feel enthusiastic when he heard what he said, but became worried.

What I have in my body is neither fighting spirit nor pure power of the demon clan. Is this guy's method useful? Rick thought in a daze.

"Why, don't have confidence? You didn't have such an expression when you promised me to participate in the freshman competition." An Jie said dissatisfied.

"How could it be? I was so excited that I couldn't speak." Rick smiled brightly.

An Jie nodded with satisfaction and said in a long story: "Fighting Qi is like a human body, the more you exercise, the stronger it becomes. The magician not only has magic power, but also something called mental power, which will allow the magician to pull magic power more accurately. Although there is no mental power between swordsmen and magic swordsmen, the practice of predecessors shows that there are indeed methods that can make Dou Qi more refined and allow swordsmen to better master this power." (To be continued...)
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