The Villain Master Only Wants To Live A Buddhist Life

"who is it?"

Werther was so keen that he almost subconsciously bypassed the altar and hid behind the statue of the goddess.

Immediately afterwards, the footsteps became more and more intensive.

The person who came here was not the only one!

Werther suddenly felt an inexplicable loss: So this is not my place alone?

That kind of feeling is like a toy that was finally obtained but was licked by others, and several people licked it together!

hiss~

He didn't dare to act rashly, he could only listen to the voice and make up for the movement of the other party.

At least five or six people came to the hall, their voices were very low, and they didn't know what they were talking about, but in the end it seemed that they placed something in front of the god statue, and chanted a mantra like a carol arts.

The atmosphere gradually became tense.

Thanks to Werther's willpower, if it were Robert, he would have been yelling in fright.

As the mantra recited to a certain stage, the white light on the statue's body seemed to be flowing, and the light became more and more intense.

Werther tried his best to raise his head, only to find that some of the minor flaws of the statue were being repaired!

"Is this just a group of tinkerers who came to repair the idol?"

The idea flashed away, and Werther himself didn't believe it.

After the incantation was finished, the atmosphere eased a little, and the voices of the group of "tinkers" also relaxed a lot.

Werther could faintly hear what they were talking about:

"Burn them!"

"For the Goddess!"

"We will make it!"

"This is holy war!"

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The bright moon is gone, and the day is coming.

The light of dawn shines on the earth, as if the right way lasts forever.

Dakla opened the door and walked out of the bedroom, something that slipped through the crack of the door caught his attention.

He looked down and couldn't help the corners of his mouth curling up.

But after the experience of last night, he quickly closed the corners of his mouth and repeated a few lines of "Teacher's List", before bending down to pick up the flower cards on the ground.

Love is endless, and the pure white mandala is a soft love flower. Anyone who sees this flower will get rid of evil.

Dak poured a bit of magic power into the flower card, and the little Eevee who appeared on the card gave him the best morning greeting.

Today is still a refreshing day.

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At the moment when Warcraft has not yet started, there is only one duel class on Friday.

Having said that, I deliberately put the dueling class on Friday morning, just to make the duel class procrastinate as long as I want...

Today's class is still taught by the four colleges together.

The location of the class is Battle Arena No. 2.

Before eight o'clock, almost all the first-year students have come to the arena, most of them are eager to try, looking forward to the first duel match in their lives.

Although this so-called elite mode is just a castrated version of the real duel, no one will care about it!

As long as they can play, as long as they can shout "my turn", for the first graders, they will be happy for a long time.

Of course there are unhappy people.

After all, not everyone can complete the production of [Magic Beast] within a week.

In yesterday's magic class, many people were deducted points for not completing the production.

Robert would have been one of them were it not for Werther's generous help.

Since the class time hadn't arrived yet, Darke found a bench for rest and sat down.

Not long after, Diana squeezed over with Rose.

"Dark, who do you think will win today's game?" Diana asked cheerfully.

Dak smiled: "It's just a competition in the classroom."

"Ha!" Diana stretched out her hand and patted her leg, and her whole body bounced, "Anyway, my big pyrene is already hungry and thirsty!"

Rose quickly grabbed Diana's sleeve and whispered, "Restrain yourself, didn't you say you wanted to look more like a girl last night?"

Diana: (,,???,,).

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"Jingle Bell!"

The bell for class rang in the anticipation of everyone.

The students stopped chatting and lined up in the middle of the venue very consciously.

Professor Jones was about half a minute late, and walked into the venue with a lot of things.

"The weather is fine today, let's run a lap to warm up."

Professor Jones is as heroic as ever, and he is merciless in issuing tasks.

The students who were full of anticipation just now were all at a loss.

"I thought I didn't have to run today..."

Although the students were full of complaints, they still ran one after another under the authority of the professor.

Robert knew that it was useless to add points, so he didn't use any more force.

He controlled the speed and stood side by side with Werther, but couldn't help but ask after all: "By the way, Werther, where did you go last night? At nine o'clock, I wanted to ask you to play a game."

Werther opened his mouth and said after a while, "Robert, I don't have as much physical strength as you. Can I talk about it after the run?"

Robert: "Okay."

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After two laps, except for a few students, all the first-year students in the four colleges lost their energy.

Robert originally wanted to continue asking, but Professor Jones said loudly: "There is still strength over there, come and help."

In desperation, Robert had no choice but to walk over with a few physically fit students to help Professor Jones arrange the venue.

It was about ten minutes after the venue was set up.

The students also regained their spirits and assembled in the center of the venue.

After a while, Professor Jones took out a metal ball with three holes like a bowling ball from the basket, and walked over holding it with one hand.

She looked at the students of the four colleges and asked casually, "Does anyone know what is in my hand?"

The little magisters glanced at each other, and immediately more than half of them raised their hands!

This time, even Werther and Robert raised their hands!

Professor Jones picked a student at random.

The student excitedly said, "It's a magic ball, professor!"

Professor Jones said with satisfaction: "That's right, it's the magic ball, the core of the magic duel."

Then she inserted her thumb, index finger, and middle finger into the three holes of the magic ball, and continued: "The so-called magic ball is also called a duel ball or a life ball. As long as you input magic power into it like this, you can create Create a 360° life barrier with no dead ends. Swati will tell you about the classification of life barriers."

"Okay, Professor,"

Sara Swati was immediately on the list, and her tanned skin is still outstanding today.

"The life barrier of the magic ball is generally divided into five levels, and the strength of the barrier corresponding to each level is different. The magic value of the first-level life barrier is 1000 points, and the magic value of the second-level life barrier is 2000. Points, the magic value of the third-level life barrier is 4000 points, the magic value of the fourth-level life barrier is 8000 points, and the magic value of the fifth-level life barrier is 16000 points! Only when the life barrier of the ball is completely broken, or the opponent voluntarily surrenders, and the Magic Cards are exhausted, can it be considered a victory."

"Five points from Swati."

Professor Jones injected magic power into the magic ball, and a spherical barrier composed of multiple hexahedrons expanded.

She pushed forward slightly, and the all-metal magic ball slowly floated forward.

The magic ball spun around the students' heads before returning to Professor Jones' hands.

She said: "In a formal duel, how to manipulate the magic ball to avoid the opponent's attack is also a must-learn skill. Of course, our duel today does not have so many requirements, and what we use is just a retired practice magic ball." Guide the ball. The magic value of the life enchantment is tentatively set at 500."

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