My Magic Age

I obviously underestimated Simon Joe's greed. He wanted more than just to cut off my hands. Seeing the opportunity, he added three more fierce points to the Roman sword in his hand and cut directly to my wrists. I raised the Shura Axe and continued to cut down. His Roman sword touched my wrist at this moment, and his body also crashed into it. I heard the dull sound of the ice shield breaking. He was immersed in the ice, snow and fog. Not only did he smash one of my ice shields, but I also detonated the remaining two ice shields. Suddenly, ice chips flew everywhere, as if I was in a thick fog.

The Roman sword made an incredible sound of metal clashing. The Roman sword that chopped over only left two deep bloody marks on my wrist. I only felt a slight pain, and this slight pain also stimulated my ferocity. However, this petrified skin is very thick after all. I ruthlessly pressed the Shura Axe down, and the sound of breaking wind came, and it directly chopped on his shoulder.

At the same time, Simon Joe had realized that something was wrong. He didn't expect me to use such a way of exchanging injuries for injuries. Obviously, I didn't have any protective gear on my body, but I dared to exchange injuries for injuries in the face of his precious light armor. He tried his best to hold his chest and abdomen and withdraw his shoulders a little, and instantly exhaled again. At this moment, the huge bear head actually opened its eyes full of death, and the bloody mouth also opened wide. My Shura Axe fell down, but it was just cut into the big mouth of the giant bear, cutting off a row of violent bear teeth in a row, but the Shura Axe could no longer cut it down, leaving only a shallow scar on his shoulder.

After all, his Roman sword was more flexible than my Shura axe. He withdrew his long sword and stabbed at me again. It was no longer convenient for me to fight him in close combat. I sent a stream of fire elemental magic power into the tiger eye stone drum. A strong thrust suddenly surged out, pushing Simon Joe, who was not prepared at all, to sit on the ground.

At this moment, a cold and grim smile appeared on my face. With the thrust of the tiger eye stone drum, I jumped high again, raised the big axe in both hands, and slashed again fiercely. I didn't even look at the scars on my wrists. Simon Joe was so scared that he didn't care about taking a breath. He sat up and gritted his teeth and raised his sword to meet it again.

He still habitually avoided my attack, and the Roman sword stabbed at my chest. This time, even the shouting of the crowd in the stands stopped. They opened their mouths and looked at me again, as if I didn't want to die again. I didn't avoid Simon Joe's Roman sword, and the big axe in my hand once again slashed fiercely into the huge mouth of the violent bear head on his shoulder.

At the same time, Simon Joe's Roman sword pierced my chest. After breaking through the tight leather armor, my chest seemed to be full of stone chips. The sword seemed to have lost its strength and slid along my chest to the left rib, leaving a foot-long wound on my chest. This time, I directly split the violent bear's head in two, leaving a deep scar on his shoulder. In Simon Joe's frightened expression, the warm fire ring appeared again, directly pushing him back several steps...

I continued to jump high with the thrust of the tiger eye stone drum totem... The offensive rushed towards Simon Joe like a tide.

No one thought that I would use this kind of injury-exchanging style of fighting, and the offensive was like a tide. Although I didn't have any protective gear on my body, I don't know why the ordinary weapon in Simon Joe's hand couldn't pierce my body at all. At most, it just cut open my tight leather clothes and scratched the petrified skin on the surface of my body. But there were only bloodstains on my body, but not a drop of blood flowed out.

I used the same move to slash Simon Joe five times in a row. This jumping slash was full of power and could not be dodged. All five times, I slashed on his shoulders, which had already torn Simon Joe's shoulder guard with a bear head into pieces. There were three deep wounds on his shoulders, and the blood soaked the lining of the entire leather armor. His face was as pale as paper.

Even though his sword dance was very mysterious, even though his physical fitness was much higher than mine, even though he was already a ninth-level warrior apprentice who was only one step away from becoming a real warrior, but under this hard-to-hard, injury-for-injury fighting style, he could only be so pale and powerless. His wounds were constantly bleeding, and he had obvious symptoms of weakness and exhaustion.

Under the protection of petrified skin, the wounds I suffered recovered quickly with the help of the wolf blood's innate "self-healing" ability. Although after each heavy blow, I need to calm the recoil force, but my situation is much better than Simon Joe, and I never give Simon Joe any time to reflect. There was another collision of metal and iron. Simon Joe's Roman sword barely blocked the powerful single-edged axe's slash. His face turned red. He knelt on one knee and forcibly held the Shura Axe. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Simon Joe fell to the ground.

The people watching in the stands of the martial arts arena fell into a dead silence. They watched the scene in front of them quietly. In their eyes, a fourth-year warrior apprentice was beaten by a first-year magic apprentice with pure martial arts and could hardly raise his head. The magic apprentice did not have any exquisite skills. He just used a very simple jump slash to force the warrior apprentice Simon to step towards death.

Of course, some people will definitely recall the scenes in the magic academy campus, where a young magician ran on the back streets of Central Mountain almost every day regardless of wind or rain...

For Simon Joe, defeat is a kind of despair that can see the result but cannot make any changes. Simon Joe's face is so ferocious that he seems to have turned into a devil.

Continuous jumping also squeezed my physical strength very thoroughly. I approached Simon Qiao step by step. Although my face was determined and cruel, the hands hidden behind my back began to tremble non-stop. I needed to use all my strength to hold the Shura Ax. It's tight, but I'm not sure if Shura's single-edged ax will come out of my hand the next time I chop.

The Roman sword in Simon Joe's hand has been chopped by my Shura single-edged ax until it looks like a serrated blade. The broken sword is covered with fine cracks, and it seems that it will break in the next violent impact.

I didn't expect that under such a desperate fighting style, Simon Joe's willpower would be so strong, and if I wanted to force out the devil lurking in his body, I had to push him into the abyss of despair with my own hands.

A group of disciplinary knights stood under the most remote marble pillar in the stands outside the stadium. They watched the battle in the field coldly, and no one dared to approach them.

When the great knight looked at me deeply before leaving yesterday, I had a premonition that those disciplinary knights must have known more about me. However, during the process of questioning me, they actually asked Su Zhi There was no mention of it, which made me a little confused. I definitely don’t think it’s because they don’t know. It must be that they have other purposes, or they know how to restrain themselves in front of Mentor Heidi. Even if the disciplinary knights in the guard camp are in In the face of the power of magicians and nobles, one must also know how to be in awe.

Su Zai was a very important clue in the eyes of those disciplinary knights. At that time, I was carrying Su in the logistics convoy of the guard camp. It was difficult not to let people find out the clues. Why did Annie and her fighting spirit team do this? Appearing in the cell of the manor was also a very suspicious point for the disciplinary knights. While these speculations were still being fully investigated, I suddenly challenged Simon Joe in a high-profile manner. This was a very illegal thing.

A magic apprentice who has just entered the Magic Academy challenges a fourth-year graduate of the Warrior Academy. This thing itself is unreasonable, and now something even more unbelievable has happened on the martial arts battlefield, that is, the magical boy is using martial arts very violently. Beat the ninth-level warrior apprentice until he vomited blood...

No matter how slow these disciplinary knights are, they will notice us in this situation. Yes, Simon Joe and I, we are the only two people in the fighting arena who are the focus.

As I approached Simon Joe step by step, the fear in his eyes became more and more intense. My momentum had reached its peak at this moment. Even the spectators in the stands outside the stadium could see the murderous look in my eyes. I thought, thinking of the pain that Su would suffer in the days to come, I couldn't help but tremble with my hands. At this time, my momentum was already strong, and if Simon Qiao received another blow from me, he would definitely be in danger.

At this moment, a bear soul suddenly jumped out from the shell of Simon Qiao's leather armor. The powerful soul power was suddenly injected into Simon Qiao's body. He wailed in pain, and his fragile body was loaded with a After a powerful soul, his body will be burst by the huge energy at any time. The weird smile on Simon Joe's face showed a cruel smile, his eyes became blood red, and his whole body was bulging, as if all the power was at this moment. Return to the body.

"Blood Soul Demon Warrior!" Someone outside the venue suddenly shouted: "Huh! So you are the remnant of the demon clan!" I heard the voice outside the venue was clearly the voice of the middle-aged knight who came to me yesterday. Standing at the highest point of the martial arts arena, at this time, his whole body glowed with a faint yellow light, and a strong sacred power filled his body. With a loud shout, he shot straight from the stands like a cannonball. Come,

Teng Teng, Simon Joe could still hear the words outside the field at this time. He was like a giant thunder rhinoceros running wildly on the grassland, rushing toward me with thunderous force, and a kind of destructive energy erupted from his body. With the breath, the Roman sword erupted into a three-foot-long black flame, like the fire of hell.

At this time, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Simon Joe did not exceed my expectations and had an inseparable relationship with the demon clan. If my guess was correct, he had degenerated into a blood servant of the hell demon clan. Although His father, Oyacho, worked hard to pull him out of the quagmire of the villa through his own strength. He didn't know how to avoid everyone's eyes and destroy all the evidence against Simon Joe. At this time , all Oyacho's efforts were ruined by Simoncho.

But Simon Joe completely ignored everything around him at this time, and he only stared at me.

Now that he is demonized, he is many times more ferocious than when he was completely victorious. A thin layer of black flames wrapped around his body, and he was forced into my arms with lightning speed. The three sides I summoned in a hurry The ice shield was smashed into pieces almost instantly. The breath of ice and snow filled the surroundings of the two of us. A determined killing intent appeared on his ferocious face, and he shouted to me: "Go to hell!"

He knocked me away instantly like a locomotive, and the broken Roman sword in his hand also took the opportunity to stab directly into my lower abdomen, up to the hilt.

I was like a kite that had been cut off and flew backwards. After landing on the ground, I rolled out involuntarily. The fall made me dizzy for a while, and a Roman sword penetrated deeply into my body. I was dripping on the ground in pain, and my whole body seemed to be broken. I lay on my back in the martial arts arena, unable to get up at all. Under the absolute strength, the petrified skin on my body had no effect. Amid everyone's exclamations, the sword pierced my abdomen.

Simon Joe seemed to be crazy, pointing at me and laughing up to the sky. His blood-filled eyes shed two bloody tears. His body was covered with ice chips, but he rushed towards me again regardless. Suddenly, a figure appeared beside Simon Joe. The figure punched Simon Joe, who had already turned into a half-demon. The angle of this punch was extremely tricky. When Simon Joe was running at high speed, it hit Simon Joe's face accurately, sending him flying horizontally in the air, and his body kept rolling and hitting the yellow earth of the martial arts arena.

"Evil beast!" The middle-aged knight rushed over without stopping, holding Simon Joe's collar with one hand, and pointed at the back of his neck as a knife, and directly knocked Simon Joe unconscious. He casually swung his body weighing more than 100 kilograms and carried it on his shoulder. Before everyone could react, the middle-aged knight just glanced at me with the corner of his eye, and then strode out of the martial arts arena with the unconscious Simon Joe on his shoulder.

His cold eyes seemed to be looking at the injuries on my body. At this time, knights continued to rush over from the stands. The two punishment knights ran directly towards me, and I fell on the fighting field, unable to move at all. I could only watch the two punishment knights approaching little by little.

"What do you want to do!" A delicate shout came from behind me, and I only felt the soil around me shaking. A poisonous flower vine with a diameter as thick as a large bowl and a length of more than ten meters rose up beside me, staring at the two punishment knights with a fierce look. Two thorn vine seeds fell on the ground in front of them, and they grew into two huge thorn vines the moment they landed, entangled the two punishment knights in the thorn vines covered with barbs.

Morayaer appeared beside me, holding a green short spear in her hand, staring at the middle-aged knight with a murderous look on her face, like a female leopard.

"What did he do wrong that you want to arrest him? If you want to take him away, at least you need the permission of Dean Godfrey. You are not doubting a magic apprentice who can fight a blood soul demon servant to death, are you?" Moraya squatted down and looked at me nervously, panting, with worry in her eyes.

I said to her weakly, "Take me away!"

When Moraya heard me say this, she reached out with a firm look in her eyes and lifted me up with both hands, and slowly walked out of the fighting field. The dark green poisonous flower vine was like a giant earthworm, rolling in the mud, following Moraya.

When Moraya walked to the entrance of the fighting arena, she turned slightly to look at the middle-aged knight behind her. The two thorn vines had shrunk into two dry branches, remaining on the ground of the fighting arena. The two punishment knights fell to the ground in a mess, with several parts of their bodies pierced by the thorn vines and swollen...

"Boss, are we just going to let that kid go?" A punishment knight asked unwillingly from behind.

"What else do you want? She is a magician with inherited magic, do you have the courage to fight her?" The middle-aged knight snorted coldly, carrying Simon Joe and strode out of the fighting arena...