The Wizarding Age

After playing for so long, Grimm has understood his own shortcomings.

His poor physical fitness is his biggest burden. Even with the help of a powerful chip, he still cannot exert his strongest combat power in his imagination.

His agility of only 4 points covers his reaction speed, movement speed and flexibility in controlling his body. Although the dynamic visual capture of the chip gave him timely feedback on the movement of Mary in Red, his overly "stupid" body made it difficult to timely convert the instructions in his mind into necessary physical actions.

Therefore, many times, Grimm clearly knew the opponent's attack direction and angle, but his hasty defensive posture was always a beat behind. Often when the opponent's sharp claws swept across his body, the sweeping flames rushed over, but they could not even catch the corner of the opponent's clothes.

Therefore, in the huge arena, only two groups of exploding hot flames were seen surrounding Grimm, blocking him from left to right, but he was still groaning miserably. As for the red-dressed Mary, she was like an erratic red ghost, flashing around Grimm. Many times, the terrifying flames were just brushing against her slender body, but still could not do anything to her agile and swift figure.

Fortunately, the red-dressed Mary was just testing Grimm's fighting ability like a game, and each attack was a shallow flesh wound, otherwise Grimm would have been torn into pieces by her and fell to the ground. But even so, after being scratched by her sharp claws like daggers, Grimm's body was also covered with claw marks and blood was flowing.

Although the injuries all over his body were not life-threatening, they made Grimm feel particularly humiliated and angry.

A month ago, this Mary was still a junior apprentice who was not much stronger than himself, but because of the damn witchcraft pollution mutation, she could now play with him like teasing a pet. Grimm suppressed this burst of anger in his heart. Even though he knew he was no match for his opponent, he still bravely urged the flames to chase the opponent's red shadow.

In the dark, Grimm's mind was still as calm as ice and snow, and he was communicating with the chip without any expression. Since the dynamic vision could not capture the opponent, he could only use another trick.

Grimm waved his hands vigorously, and the terrifying flames attached to his hands became stronger and more turbulent as his mental power quickly passed. And in his eyes, a strange blue dot flickered slightly, marking an interception point vaguely calculated by the chip.

When Grimm sensed that Mary in Red appeared in front of him again, his hands suddenly separated slightly, and the terrifying flames that sizzled instantly blocked the attack routes on both sides, leaving only less than half a meter of defense gap in front of him.

Mary in red, who was about to dodge to Grimm's left, snorted coldly, stopped and stood up, and with a slight shake of her body, she barely avoided the sweep of the scorching red flames, and instead sneaked into the opponent's chest and abdomen through the insignificant central gap.

Humph, careless boy, should I leave a mark on your face or on your chest?

Mary, who still had some strength left, thought foolishly, and was a little hesitant for a while.

Suddenly, her face changed, and her body suddenly flew back at a faster speed, so fast that she couldn't even teach Grimm a lesson. But even so, her body that retreated in time still didn't completely avoid the two flames that suddenly changed the direction of the gushing.

The two terrifying flames that attacked from both sides collided in front of Grimm, exploding into sparks that splashed wantonly, and actually created a small sea of ​​fire in the area.

Mary in red screamed and dodged 10 meters away, feeling a little pain on her body. Looking down, she found that her bright red gauze skirt had turned into a holey dress, with sparks burning holes, revealing the spring scenery inside.

"You bastard... How dare you destroy my clothes..."

Mary in red's cold face suddenly froze, and her cold eyes stared at Grimm who was dancing.

It was rare to be able to force Mary in red back, and Grimm was so excited at this moment that he couldn't describe it. He finally found the opponent's combat flaws. Against this kind of highly sensitive assassin-type enemy, although the power of witchcraft with too concentrated power is more deadly, it is easy for the opponent to dodge. On the contrary, this kind of range witchcraft can limit the opponent's dodge space...

Just when he was feeling proud, he suddenly felt a surge of murderous aura. Grimm looked up in horror and saw a runaway girl with bared fangs and claws in a ferocious state.

"I..."

Knowing that things were not going well, Grimm was about to explain when a red shadow flashed before his eyes. Mary in red had already pressed his head against the stone wall with one hand. The violent and fierce collision caused Grimm's limbs to shake violently at the same time. He even felt the pain and passed out.

And the last consciousness left in his mind at the moment he passed out was...

What a fast speed!

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When Grimm regained consciousness again, he was in pain all over his body. But what made him even more upset was that he seemed to be dragged away by someone.

A cold little hand grabbed his ankle and dragged him to the ground, dragging him all the way back to his residence. His unprotected face was already bleeding from the friction of the rough ground.

Grimm did not dare to struggle rashly. After all, his previous actions seemed to have angered the moody Mary in red. Therefore, he could only continue to close his eyes and endure the pain from all parts of his body.

It's good to still feel the pain, which is much better than being killed while unconscious!

Secretly, Grimm also conducted a self-examination, and the big red warning on the report projection was really shocking.

Vitality: 3/11

Well, his upper limit of life is only 11 points, and now his vitality has dropped to 3 points, which is almost on the edge of the cliff of life and death. If it is a little less, he will probably be seriously injured and dying.

That damn red Mary did not hurt his vitals, but just used the game-like scratching to weaken his vitality to such an extent. From this, we can feel the huge gap in strength between the two.

A moment later, Red Mary had pushed open the wooden door of Grimm's residence and threw him into the darkness of the house. Then a cold voice sounded: "Prepare well tonight, we will continue in 17 hours!"

It turned out that Mary had already noticed his awakening.

Grimm raised his head in shock, and saw only a half-open wooden door and the slender and plump body of a girl reflected by the candlelight in the corridor.

17 hours? Isn't that the shortest time for him to recover?

Grimm opened his mouth to shout, but the wooden door was already heavily closed, leaving him alone in the deep shadows.

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Half an hour later, Grimm finally climbed up from the ground with his strong will and lit the candle.

He took off his tattered apprentice robe, and his slightly thin body was covered with criss-cross claw marks and wounds. Although not deep, they were unexpectedly dense.

In the dim candlelight, he began to carefully treat his scarred body.

He must have prepared basic healing ointment. After all, living in a high tower, healing ointment and antidote are two indispensable items.

Enduring the pain, he grinned and applied the ointment to the wound. The wound was tingling and itchy, but after the tingling, there was a refreshing coolness and the sourness of the rapid growth of flesh and blood. So, Grimm slowly treated his injuries in the suffering of crying and laughing.

After treating the injuries, Grimm had time to focus on another part of the self-examination report.

Attributes: Strength 4.01, Agility 4.04, Constitution 3.02, Mental Strength 8.07

Professional Experience:

Personal Skills: Burning Hands (solidified), Flame Arrow (solidifying)

Just now, he was ravaged by Zurou, but he actually got a comprehensive increase in all physical attributes, and even a slight increase of 12 points in professional experience. This made Grimm sigh to the sky, is this the miserable life he will live in the future?

With a heart of grief and indignation, Grimm lay on the bed and began his daily meditation without interruption.

Once again, he came to the spiritual space composed of countless light spots. The light ball where Grimm's spiritual consciousness resided suddenly turned into a hideous monster, pulling out hundreds of tentacle-like spiritual filaments from his body. Under Grimm's conscious control, these spiritual threads attacked from all sides, constantly waving and absorbing the free fire elements in the air at a speed far exceeding ten times the previous one.

In countless meditations before, Grimm was just passively absorbing fire element particles in a daze. How could the efficiency be compared with the current active attack? With such efficiency, he completed a meditation, and the effect would be more than ten times that of the past.

Today was really too long, and so many things happened that he was overwhelmed. It was not until this moment that he had a chance to breathe. Therefore, as soon as the meditation ended, he fell into a dream without even checking the results of his meditation.

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At dawn the next day, Grimm was awakened by a heavy knock on the door again.

"Who?"

"I, Tony. It's time..."

Grimm grinned, realizing that six days had passed since the last inspection outside the tower, and it was time for them to inspect again!

He quickly glanced at the results of last night, and was overjoyed by the mental power of 8.15. He was overjoyed by the improvement of 0.08 points in one night of meditation. Doesn't this mean that even if he doesn't study any witchcraft books, he can push his mental power to a level close to that of a senior apprentice within three months with the most basic meditation technique!

Of course, there is more than one good news.

The flame arrow that is solidifying will be completed in another hour. By then, he will become a junior apprentice who has mastered multiple witchcrafts, and will no longer be a rookie who is bullied at will.

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