I Keep Witches While Others Keep Dragons

The flames dissipated, and the house made of high-purity gold was not damaged too much.

But the floor, wall, and ceiling were full of charred marks.

In the center of the field, Obi fell to the ground.

His skin was burned black all over. He faltered and said vague words.

Obi stared at Andrew, gritting his broken teeth.

If eyes could kill, then Andrew must have been eaten alive by now.

"I... I'm going to kill you... You... Rubbish... How dare you..."

Bang! As soon as he struggled to stand up, he fell again.

Obi hate Andrew.

For him, the eyes of the students in class D of grade two were like a sharp knife, cutting his fragile self-esteem hard.

'I'm a senior official, but I was beaten badly by the rubbish in front of them.'

'Don't look at me...'

'Don't look at me, you rubbish!'

When heavenly destiny penetrating skill was lifted, Andrew had walked up to him.

He turned his head with difficulty and saw Andrew looking down at him.

"Who allows you rubbish to look down upon me?"

Bang!

Before Obi could finish his words, Andrew punched him in the face, breaking his jaw and fainting on the spot.

"Drag him away."

Andrew lifted Obi to the front of the middle-level official who was responsible for carrying the injured.

It was not until then that the stunned middle-level official realized what had happened. He lifted Obi and sent him to the hospital.

"Hey, what're my grades?" Andrew looked at Arci.

Arci was still in a daze for what had just happened. The knife-like sound instantly brought him back to reality.

He raised his head and saw Andrew looking at him coldly.

Thinking of his behavior of laughing and mocking him just now, Arci suddenly shivered.

Arci didn't dare to make any trouble because of his aggressive manner.

"1... 100 points." He announced the answer in a reluctant trembling voice.

At this moment, with the birth of the first 100 scores, the whole grade two class D erupted with earth-shaking cheers.

No one could believe that Andrew had won!

That arrogant Obi was stepped under Andrew's foot.

Compliments and envious voices came from the crowd.

At this moment, Andrew, who was standing in the middle of the venue, became the absolute protagonist.

"Next one!"

Andrew shouted at the other two senior officials.

The senior official sitting next to him said blankly, "No, no, no next one. The mid-term examination is not a competition, and no matter whether you win or lose, you have to fight once."

Andrew was stunned and asked, "Is that so?"

He patted himself on the head and finally came to his senses.

He used to take part in many competitions.

"Okay."

Then Andrew went back to his class.

In the admiration of the crowd, Andrew returned to the team slowly.

At this moment, the pressure on the shoulders of all the grade two and grade D classes was instantly pressed on the remaining two senior officials.

'Obi defeated.'

They had never expected such a result.

Arci once said that Andrew was very strong, but only a little stronger. He was good at scheming and wouldn't be much stronger.

But now, Andrew used his fist to prove his strength.

What the fuck was that he was a little strong?

His magic power seemed to be 1,400.

It was true that his magic power was high among the top students in class A in grade two.

Even in S class, he could be ranked in the middle and top level.

Normally, Obi with 2,100 magic power would not be injured as long as the one who was a little stronger than the magic power defended himself with a little more effort, even if he used all his strength.

But that was not the case just now.

It could be seen that it was very difficult for Obi to defend.

Every time Andrew attacked him, he was seriously hurt.

The ice barrier of the ice attribute could even withstand seven or eight attacks without dispersing.

Normally, even if it was the top magic of the ice attribute, such a huge magic power would be broken by a single blow at most.

Therefore, it could be inferred that Andrew's talent of all kinds was terrifying.

The remaining two senior officials couldn't help but shiver in their hearts.

There were 87 students in the class.

Would there be another one similar to Andrew?

Obi was the strongest among the three of them. Even if there was a student, even if he was a little weaker than Andrew, it was not something they could bear.

Look at what happened to Obi just now.

"The... Second senior official, please come up."

Even Arci's voice was a little trembling.

Because he saw that the next number 13 student was...

Nason!

The guy who was with Andrew!

Like Andrew, he was also a human being.

Was he...

Arci panicked.

The reason why he had sent Obi's team here was to deal with Andrew.

He didn't expect that Andrew would win.

It was not a big deal to further quarrel with Andrew. If it caused the failure of the mid-term test of Obi's team, Obi would surely be blamed on him.

At the thought of the vengeful character of Obi, Arci was speechless.

If Nason won another senior official, it meant that the remaining senior official would have to fight 86 students of class D.

It was like adding fuel to the fire.

Arci was not as arrogant as he had been a moment ago. He was in a dilemma. While praying, he shouted, "... Nason, come on."

"It's my turn."

Nason and Andrew looked at each other and smiled, "I'm also in the limelight. Do you mind?"

Andrew patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be beaten to death."

Nason pointed at him unhappily and strode onto the stage.

After the fight with Andrew just now, the students of class D also looked at Nason expectantly.

Although Nason didn't have much sense of existence, everyone knew that he was an official student who had been transferred to another school with Andrew.

On the other side, a short senior official came up with a pure white dagger made of glass.

"Assassinating attribute?"

Nason held the bow and rolled his wrist. The elf bow was already in front of him.

The senior official was not as calm and composed as he used to be.

On the contrary, cold sweat had soaked his face, and he was ready to Nason.

Don't win! Don't win! Don't win...

Under the gaze of the crowd, Arci prayed in his heart like a curse and announced unwillingly...

"Start!"

Just like Andrew.

Nason didn't try his best to have the first blow. The moment he announced the beginning, as a long-range attribute student, he rushed up.