My Magic Age

Maybe no one thought that the tauren rushed up and used the weapon warrior's skill 'cleave', and flew away a strong shield warrior in the retinue.

In a battle between warriors, unless one has a suppressive advantage in strength, it will be difficult to defeat the opponent in a fierce fight.

A slight strength advantage, at best, can only slightly delay the time to block again, and then give the side with the strength advantage a continuous attack like a tide, leaving the side with less strength breathless, and finally, like a tide, Under the offensive, the tight defense fell apart and finally embarked on the road to defeat.

Of course, a slight lack of strength can be made up for by skill or speed. As long as he is not absolutely suppressed, he will never be defeated immediately after one round.

Obviously, these imperial people have underestimated the natural power of the Minotaur clan. Just like Luka, he hardly needs to specially temper his strength attributes. On the contrary, he hopes that he can measure it to some extent. He has been strengthening his training in speed. In fact, I don’t have many good ideas. My suggestion to Luka was to run. I told him that running can improve his agility, and he believed it.

But obviously this was of no use. What really made the tauren grow was the hunting in the winter.

Yes, although we are falcons, and everyone in our team has learned to use skis, this makes our team more flexible. Generally, it is difficult for the barbarians to catch up with us. But there will always be unexpected times. Sometimes we will inevitably encounter a raid by barbarians, and then we will fall into close combat with the barbarians of the Storm Bear tribe. At this time, all other back-ups are useless, and only Only your own fighting power can save yourself.

The Minotaur Luka plays the role of a shield warrior in our team. Although he holds a two-handed axe, he always rushes to the front to block the most powerful barbarians for us. The ultimate move gave Moraya and I enough time to prepare the magic skills.

Of course, when facing the barbarians, Luka is accompanied by the more brave female beast warrior Kalantso. This female beast warrior who is good at using spears stands behind Luka and can guard all his weaknesses.

In the battle between us and the barbarians, we have always been ruthless.

Only a warrior who has been on the battlefield for a long time can make the color of his fighting spirit solidify like blood.

"drink!"

Using 'cleave' to force back the surrounding retinues and young nobles, the Minotaur Luka did not relax his vigilance. A war cry caused a faint battle aura to appear at his feet. In a short period of time, the Minotaur's The physique has been improved. 'War Cry' can enhance the physique, enhance the tauren's recovery ability, and also improve a little bit of the strength attribute.

Maybe it was because he had the magical effect of 'petrified skin', or maybe it was because his physique made him not afraid of minor injuries. He used his strong physique to withstand the two swords thrust by two agile swordsmen.

The two swordsmen who were outflanking him from both sides, in order to attack Luca quickly, used the Roman sword in their hands to use the assassination technique of a Western rapier. The sharp blade passed under Luca's side After thrusting in, Luca twisted and closed his arms, and quickly clamped the two Roman swords firmly under his ribs, making it impossible for the two Roman swords to move forward any further.

Luka once learned the art of killing in the underground arena of El City. He had almost no flashy moves, and almost every move was a killing move.

When Luka fights, he never avoids moves that cannot kill him. He will use this rare opportunity to kill him.

At this time, the two swordsmen could already feel Luka's strong murderous intention. His eyes had turned blood red. This was the precursor before he killed. When he looked at the swordsman's retinue beside him, At that time, the two swordsmen showed panic on their faces, but at this critical moment, they still held on to their Roman swords, trying to pull the Roman sword out of Luka's ribs. One hesitation caused them to miss the best opportunity to dodge.

Swordsmen who graduated from the Green Empire Academy are paranoid about their weapons. They believe that the weapons in their hands are their dignity.

Take swordsmen, for example. Asking them to abandon their swords in battle is like slapping them in the face.

Luka had already let go of the double-edged ax in his hand, and his two big palm-like hands suddenly grabbed the wrists of the two swordsmen.

At this time, among the guards who were forced back by Luka from the front, someone shouted loudly: "Abandon the sword quickly!"

The voice became hoarse and mute due to urgency, as if it was squeezed out of the throat, but when he shouted, it was too late. The two swordsmen failed to abandon their swords and escape immediately, and they lost Taking advantage of the opportunity, their wrist holding the sword was caught by the minotaur. The minotaur Luka shook his arm violently, and heard two "clicks", and the crisp bone cracks made the followers who were about to rush up a moment. Zi stopped.

Without any hesitation, the minotaur Luka immediately used his absolute strength advantage to directly break the forearm bones of the two swordsmen's wrists.

"Wow~ Yeah!"

At this time, the two swordsmen let out two screams like slaughtering pigs.

The young nobles in the crowd had obviously rarely experienced such bloody scenes, and for a moment they were so frightened that their faces turned pale as paper.

Although these noble youths often fight with other noble youths, the casualties in the fights are very limited.

Basically, everyone will tacitly accept the unspoken rule in the aristocratic circle, that is, everyone will think that when fighting, the followers have no reason to be followers.

Everyone will also try to avoid the young masters of the aristocratic families in the other camp, otherwise once a noble child of the opposite aristocratic family is injured, they will inevitably suffer some pain later.

In the fight, the followers will take the initiative to find the followers and use some tricks to make the battle look very fierce, but in fact the casualties are very limited.

Unless they meet an enemy, it is very remarkable to have a few injured people in a battle.

It's a pity that they chose the wrong target, and they actually troubled me.

Luka and I came to the province of Sloyte in the northern border of the empire. There have been wars with foreign races for years, and the people are fierce. In the minds of the northerners, there is a deep-rooted idea that they never show mercy when fighting. As long as they identify the other party as an enemy, then in the fight, as long as there is a slight chance, they will kill the other party, even if they get a little injured, it is worth it.

So Luka had almost no hesitation. He tightly grasped the arms of the two swordsmen who had already lost their strength. With his left foot as the axis, he tapped the ground with his other foot and spun his body like a windmill. Luka used the two swordsmen as weapons and rushed into the crowd.

The two unlucky swordsmen couldn't even scream. They were immediately torn apart by the extremely rapid centrifugal force, and their bones were dislocated. Unfortunately, the group of followers and noble boys had no way to resist. Otherwise, the swords would be blind and might have scratched the two swordsmen who were already dying.

For a moment, Luka and I completely took the initiative on the field, and forced the noble boys and followers to retreat.

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Ying Li, Helena and Su stood at the door of the restaurant, watching the battlefield nervously. Ying Li had already taken out a magic wand, and Su also unfolded the magic book in his hand, ready to join the battle at any time.

Su was born with a strong fighting talent. She was very shy before, but once she encountered a dangerous situation, she was able to calm down at the first time and quietly pay attention to the battlefield.

Becky, under Ying Li's instruction, stayed by my side, with a lot of surprise in her eyes.

I stood next to the carriage, holding Quentin, who was curled up like a dead dog and retching constantly, and watched the minotaur Luka use the bodies of the two swordsmen as weapons, driving the group of young nobles and followers back one after another. .

It seems that the physical fitness of this magic apprentice is not ordinary poor. I often hear that many magicians or magic apprentices are powerless.

I couldn't understand it before, because the magic apprentices of the El City War Academy, under the torture of the rune mentor Tobyin, generally do some physical training in order to complete the drawing of runes within the limited time, so I can't understand why the magic apprentices have extremely poor physical fitness. So they don't have magic rune classes?

But it seems that this noble boy named Quentin just happens to have extremely poor physical fitness. I didn't even hit him much, and he was as listless as a dead dog.

I grabbed his golden curly short hair with one hand, and patted Quentin's pale and bloodless face with the palm of the other hand to wake him up.

"Let them stop!" I squatted on the shaft of the carriage with one foot and said to Quentin lightly.

His eyes seemed a little distracted, as if he was frightened and couldn't concentrate on what I was saying. I gently uttered a magic spell, and my fingertips moved smoothly to draw a very simple light blue pattern in the air, then I stretched out my hand, condensed an apple-sized water ball in the palm of my hand, and then smashed it directly on his face. The cold water seemed to make Quentin sober up a little. He raised his head and looked at me with a trace of fear in his eyes.

"You provoked me, do you know who I am? I..." After Quentin woke up, he glared at me and threatened me.

I almost didn't give him any chance to speak, and stretched out my hand to slap him hard in the face again. A trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he closed his mouth angrily, and there was a kind of confusion and fear in his eyes again. It seemed that he finally understood what fear was.

"You've also offended me. You must not know who I am. Well, I'll tell you, my name is Jijia. If you want to make trouble for me, you can go to the Royal School of Magic." I loosened his collar, and he sat on the ground like a pool of boneless rotten meat, staring at me with vicious eyes, but no longer spoke.

But I don't care what he thinks in his heart. Because of Ying Li, we are destined not to be friends, and even if I escape today, he will find ways to make trouble for me in the future.

Instead of waiting in vain, it's better to tear the face now and pick the topic. Anyway, what is coming will always come.

"Enough, Luka. Killing people in the imperial capital will not only not bring you any merit, but the imperial capital's guard and law enforcement corps may even invite you back for a cup of tea. Let those two unlucky guys go, we are going back." I said loudly to Luka, and at the same time raised my hand and quickly drew a magic pattern array. A few crisp sounds like wind chimes came over, and a cloud of mist with a strong breath of life appeared on Luka's body.

'Water therapy' was sprinkled on Luka, which quickly stopped the bleeding of the wounds under his ribs on both sides. This minor injury was nothing for Luka, who had a strong physique, but there were two holes in his leather armor. It seemed that I had to take it to the leather shop to repair it. It would be an unnecessary waste to change it to a new one.

The Tauren Luka could control his anger now. He stopped and threw the two dying swordsmen on the ground. He turned around and picked up the double-edged axe on the ground. He returned to the back of the carriage leisurely and said to me: "Okay, you have the final say!"

At this time, the coachman sitting in the driving seat was already scared silly.

The young nobles saw Luka stop, but they were still frightened and did not dare to rush up casually. Instead, the followers ran over to treat the two unlucky swordsmen lying on the ground. After checking the injuries of the two people, the experienced attendant said, "They need to go to the temple for treatment. Although their lives are not in danger, all their joints are dislocated."

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The six of us boarded the magic carriage under the complicated gaze of these young nobles. The magic carriage then merged into the traffic on the street and drove out of the street in a blink of an eye.

A lot of onlookers had gathered around, pointing and talking about us.

I had no time to pay attention to them and told the coachman to leave quickly, because I had already found that on the other side of the street, two uniformed city guards were riding Gubolai horses and were rushing towards this side. If they invited us to the guard camp, it would be troublesome.

Ying Li sat opposite me, staring at me with bright eyes, with some surprise and admiration in her eyes. She sat dignifiedly on the armchair, staring at me closely, and said to me: "Jia, you must have experienced a lot in the city of El, I want you to tell me everything."

"Of course, I will make up a very long story and tell it to you, but not now, after all, we have a lot of time to waste!" I said to Ying Li.

Ying Li said to me with bright eyes: "Yeah." A beautiful dimple appeared on her face.

She looked out the window. The whole imperial capital was bathed in the golden sunset at this moment. Large areas of buildings were inlaid with a golden border. The terrain on the side of the magic academy was quite high. On the street leading directly to Weiyang Lake, we, sitting in the carriage, could clearly see a long-necked beast jumping high from the lake on the sparkling lake surface, flipping its huge body in the air, and after a moment, it fell into the lake again, setting off a huge wave.

The carriage stopped at the main entrance of the Royal Academy of Magic. I said goodbye to Ying Li, jumped off the carriage, and walked into the Royal Academy of Magic with the minotaur Luka.