Elena glanced at him and nodded with a smile.

Dean of the Magic Academy? Looking at the fat man with a bloated figure in front of him, he suddenly remembered that he had seen him at the opening ceremony. Sog's extraordinary body shape left an impression on Rick at a glance.

"Hahahaha, Fodd, long time no see." Sog came over with a smile on his face, wanting to give the old man a hug.

"Stop being hypocritical. It's getting harder and harder for you to ask for it now. Is there any old man in your eyes?" Fodd snorted.

After a few sneers, his eyes swept across Belle and Rick at will, and the fat man said seriously: "So, what's the urgent matter?"

Ford was stunned. Because he focused all his attention on Belle, he put Nadel's affairs behind his head for a moment.

"It's amazing, come and save my grandson quickly." Fold said hurriedly.

Soger was slightly stunned and walked to the unconscious Nadel and thought, "Are you wrong? I have to do this in person if you want to do it like healing... But it seems that no one here can heal."

Although he was a little reluctant, in order to give Fade face, the fat man raised his right hand and recited a spell in his mouth. The light element was concentrated on his bear's paw at a speed that could be distinguished by the naked eye.

"No, his body is full of burns. The power of the Holy Healing Technique is irritating. It is better to use gentle water magic." Elena reminded.

Seeing this, Ford said angrily: "Sog! Be serious for me!"

"Yes, yes, yes." The fat man said impatiently, and couldn't help but think: "This woman is really troublesome..."

The light element in his right hand dissipated. The light blue water element gathered again. Sog gently pressed his hand on Nadel's chest, and the water element that spread out was repairing his skin piece by piece.

Just a few minutes passed. Nadel's injuries had been cured by a large amount of water elemental magic. Rick secretly said that the magic was indeed magical.

After retracting the bear paw, the fat man said lightly: "His head was directly hit by the fireball technique. It seems that he will be in a coma for a while, and he has to wait until the burnt flesh on his face grows back."

When Fodd breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Nadel was not in danger of his life, he looked at Rick seriously.

The old man has lived for so long. Of course, he would not naively think that the reason for Nadel's serious injury lies with the lava dog, although his grandson did not have a sword injury.

"Teacher. I can testify that everything Kyle said is true." Belle quickly explained for fear that Ford would cause trouble for Rick.

Serious injuries occur frequently during duels. This can only be blamed on Nadel's own lack of strength, so Fodd did not intend to make things difficult for Rick.

But hearing Belle cares so much about him, Ford couldn't help but worry about his grandson.

"This kid is stronger than my useless grandson, and Nadel is temporarily disfigured, it's not good..." Fold said intimately.

Looking at the old man's uncertain expression, although Rick didn't know what Fold was thinking, he could probably guess what he was thinking about how to deal with him.

"Senior Ford, it is normal to have accidental injuries during the duel, and this is not Kyle's fault." Elena said lightly.

"Hmph. He is your student, of course you favor him." Ford said with his beard.

"Teacher..." Belle said anxiously.

Sighing, Ford waved his sleeves and said, "Forget it, it's even more embarrassing to bully the juniors than losing in duels." After that, he carried Nadel's soft body, shook his head, and walked down the mountain.

Although he wanted to sluggish Rick's aura, he could not find a suitable excuse. Seeing Belle protecting him so much, in order not to let the girl resent him, Ford had to give up.

Caboron and Soger looked at each other and saw that the situation had subsided, so they each entered the teleportation array and left.

Only Rick, Belle and Elena were left at the foot of the back mountain.

"Thank you, Mentor Elena." Rick thought this woman was a ruthless guy, but he didn't expect that at the critical moment he realized that he was a teacher and had the obligation to think about students.

Nodding gently, Elena ignored Rick directly, looked at Belle, and said, "This silly boy is left to you."

As soon as he said something, Belle's face suddenly turned red.

"What does it mean to leave it to me...?" the girl asked shyly, squeezing her fingers.

Rick smiled happily.

Elena replied lightly and looked at Rick in a blink of an eye and said, "By the way, Anjie is looking for you everywhere. You have won two games, and he will better guide you to the next game, so I'll leave."

Rick was like a hot potato, and was thrown directly to Anjie by Elena.

"Kyle..." Seeing Elena leave, Belle looked at Rick seriously and said, "I don't know why you promised Nadel to engage in this meaningless duel, but it's too dangerous, so..."

Hearing that the girl was worried about herself, Rick suddenly walked over, hugged Belle, and said softly: "I understand. For you, no matter how dangerous it is, I don't care..."

He felt his petite body trembling slightly, and Belle just resisted symbolically for a moment, and obediently asked Rick to hold him.

At this time, the sun sets, and the two people hugging each other are immersed in the warm sunshine, forming a beautiful painting with the green mountains.

"Kyle, remember that today's battle is very important. If you win, you can enter the top forty." An Jie reminded.

The two of them were Hou Zhan in the lounge at this time. The bald man was muttering along the way, and Rick's ears were calloused.

"Yes, yes, if you lose, you have to win a few more knockout games to enter the top forty." Rick said, scratching his hair.

An Jie looked kind and kind, patted his head and said with relief: "To be honest, with your seventh-level swordsman's strength, it's already great to be able to participate in the third duel, so don't force yourself too much."

Rick grinned and said, "You just look down on me?"

Haha, An Jie admired his extra confident look and said, "Okay. Then win this game for me and let me see that you are not a verbal guy."

The two of them touched each other's fists, and Rick smiled and said, "No problem."

The door of the lounge suddenly opened. A man lying on a stretcher was hurriedly carried out.

Rick glanced casually and realized that it was time for him to have the next game.

An Jie nodded to him and returned to the audience.

The referee on the field announced: "The next game, No. 3 vs. No. 16."

After loosening his muscles and bones, he held the ring crack in his hand, Rick stood up and walked towards the center of the field step by step.

"Kyle Allia."

"Fenn Cato Kellydo."

Rick looked at the man in front of him with some confusion and asked, "You are from the Demon Swordsman Academy, are you?"

Fein nodded and said, "Well. We met in the Attribute Fighting Qi theory class."

No wonder it looks familiar... Rick thought, looking at Fein's stern face and serious smile.

However, Rick really couldn't get interested in this kind of class about learning theoretical knowledge. He didn't care about the people around him and fell asleep directly.

If he is really a dark-attribute magic swordsman, it may be effective, but Rick cannot release dark-attribute magic at all. He can only imitate it through black magic, like the original decomposition bomb.

"The game begins." The black-clad referee announced.

The red fighting spirit enveloped Fein's whole body, and he said coldly: "I am a second-level great swordsman. Your advantage as a magic swordsman is no longer there. I don't want to affect tomorrow's game. If possible, please admit defeat."

After hearing this, Rick smiled and said, "I still say the same thing. I see my skills under the sword."

Having said that, he still had an abacus in his mind.

The second-level great swordsman's magic swordsman's strength is comparable to that of the fifth-level great swordsman. It is indeed difficult to win this game.

Rick knew that his seventh-level swordsman's strength was always a flaw. No matter how many advantages he had, in the face of the absolute strength gap, everything was a cloud.

"Okay, since you still have fantasies, let me destroy it." Fein waved the sword in his hand, and the red Dou Qi turned into a real flame, burning wildly.

Looking at the flame sword in his hand, Rick couldn't help but think that if he could use the magic flame, he wouldn't be so passive at this time.

"When the game is over, I'll ask Elena..."

With his left hand cracked and his right hand attacked, Rick took a step forward and was ready for the battle.

"It's true. You are probably the only one who fights with sheaths." Fein said lightly.

The ring split is my shield... Rick thought.

A red light flashed away, and Rick was stunned to find that Fein's sword had cut off a few strands of his hair, and the fire-attributed fighting spirit immediately fevered the falling black hair.

"Since you have decided to fight me well, then show your skills." Fein said with some disdain.

He was careless... Rick did not react when he had a quick sword just now. If Feen was willing, the sword just now had already been placed on his neck.

An Jie on the rostrum sighed and said to himself: "Oh, is Kyle's game going to end here..."

Taking a deep breath, Rick said seriously: "Thank you for giving me a chance. As an answer, I will beat you with all my might."

"Let the horse come over." After that, the flames burned by the sword in Fein's hand became even more vigorous.

In the midst of lightning, the red light flashed again, but was blocked by a blue light.

At this time, the blue rings all over their bodies blocked Fein's sword.

Fein raised his brow and said, "Yes, it seems that he has suffered a loss once and has reacted quickly."

Rick didn't dare to relax. The sword was very fast and his strength was naturally quite large. He almost used all his strength to his left hand. As long as he attacked with his right hand, he would be pushed away by Fein.

Fein had no intention of collecting the sword, so he allowed his fire-attributed fighting spirit to continue to consume meaninglessly.

"Sure enough, your sword sheath is not an ordinary item. Once my fighting spirit touches the sheath, it will be dispersed by invisible power." Fein said with a flash of splendor in his eyes.

Rick was stunned. Although he knew that he often used ring cracks and would be noticed by someone one day, he did not expect that he would be discovered by someone who was interested so soon.

The black magic gathered in his left hand and pushed Fein's sword away.

The first move of the Demon Sword Technique collapsed.

Rick didn't like others to discover his secrets. He swept his left hand through the sky, and the ring cracked into a blue meteor to attack Fein.

Fein leaned back, and the ring cracked across his chest, and the sword of flame in his hand fought back like a poisonous snake.
To be continued...