when harry potter met league of legends

Since he had to deceive the old man to the point of heartache, and secondly, he had to take away his grandfather's belongings, Allen felt that he had to put in more acting skills - as for the question of whether his conscience would hurt, it was completely irrelevant.

Since the other person is in the first year of junior high school, don't blame him for being in the fifteenth year. When no one else is taking advantage of you, just rely on your ability.

Just when the other party was proudly introducing how awesome his inheritance was, Allen interrupted him in a very rude manner.

"I'm sorry - let me interrupt. Did you just say that your successors in the past generations are all very powerful?"

The old man's beard almost stood up: "Of course. Although my family's inheritance is not obvious, we can be seen almost every few pages in the history of Japanese wizards."

"Oh, that means it's a long-standing family tradition passed down by wizards. It's just like many wizards in the UK who don't go to Hogwarts but study directly at home, right? In other words, it's just a grassroots team?"

Allen's words made the old man almost blow his beard - what is a grass-roots team? Which schools did not inherit this kind of school before? Why does it feel like it has dropped a level when it comes to your mouth?

It's a pity that Allen completely ignored the old man's anger. He deliberately made an expression as if he was looking at the surrounding environment, and kept tutting: "It seems that your family's inheritance is not very good - look at this venue and compare it with Mahoutokoro's." , Wow, it’s not on the same level at all. That person looks so generous and can shock people. As for you -"

Allen didn't finish what he said, but both his shaking head and the look in his eyes completed the second half of the sentence.

Just when the old man was about to dig out the treasure from the trash heap to open the eyes of this ignorant boy, Allen suddenly added another sentence.

"Having said that - is it really your family's inheritance that is strong? Since your family's inheritance is very powerful, why do you have to be so selective when looking for a successor? Is it because the successor itself is stronger or is your family's inheritance stronger?"

A vital attack hits the target.

The old man became angry, but his tone became calmer: "Okay - arrogant brat, maybe I didn't use all my strength to make you have a wrong perception, so now I will tell you about my family's swordsman heritage. How strong is it? Maybe, when you kneel on the ground, you will know what you almost missed."

It can be seen that although the old man is angry, he still has not given up his plan to let Allen Bai become his disciple.

It's a pity that Allen has no intention of getting started - one-on-one teaching is still the kind that has been passed down from ancient times. This is no child's play.

Master, master, is both a teacher and a father. To accept the inheritance in a place like this, there is no doubt that he is a disciple. He has to take care of everything from early morning to late at night. Is he crazy to find a father for himself?

He is not a good-for-nothing male protagonist, there is no such thing as a grandfather who can't survive, so why should he be uncomfortable with himself?

Not to mention that the opponent may not be stronger than him, but what if he was stronger in the past? After a wave of krypton gold, he will be in seclusion for a period of time, and by then, he will not bully the young man into poverty.

Having said that, you still have to be careful when fighting - because the opponent has already grasped a sword at this moment.

The old man didn't brag too hard - he was a completely different person with or without a sword.

How should I put it? It felt like the old man had spent enough money to buy equipment. The momentum all over his body could not be suppressed. A feeling as if he was facing a giant dragon suddenly arose in Allen's heart.

"Kid, maybe you are the best among wizards of your age, and you have successfully deceived me just now, but if you think that is my strength, you are really wrong - my sword has been missing for nearly twenty years. Pulled it out."

The old man was not lying. He was not a pure swordsman or a pure mage, but a combination of the two - using magic and the power of the sword to fight magic, using the power of magic to get close to the enemy, and then relying on superb swordsmanship. and a collection of magic to destroy the enemy's defense.

A perfect match - the only flaw is that the talent requirements are too high.

It's probably the so-called Magic Swordsman, which looks very cool, but is of little use in the later stages.

Rely on talent to learn magic faster than ordinary people, and rely on talent to learn swordsmanship better than ordinary people. However, if talent is focused on a single item, the early results may not be so significant, but later on this will definitely be The Dual Cultivation Party hangs up and fights - of course, it is normal for the swordsman and the like to be unable to defeat the Master in the later stage. After all, this is the world of wizards.

It's useless to talk more, and we have to fight in the end. Almost in an instant, the old man's figure appeared in front of Allen, and then a sword wind blew towards Allen - he had nothing to do with Allen. The meaning of fighting a protracted war is to be prepared to capture Allen in one encounter, so as to cause the greatest psychological impact and make it easier for Allen to understand his power.

The idea is very good, but let alone the sword itself, even the sword wind that was originally intended to cut Allen's clothes failed to hit the target. On the contrary, several green vines rose directly from the ground, trying to kill this person. The old man was tied up.

The old man who was experienced in combat did not panic at all about the sudden change. The sword infused with magic power was lightly swiped under his still strong arm, and the tough vines were instantly resolved like butter meeting a hot knife. .

"Not bad, kid - I appreciate you more and more, but how many times can you use such a protective spell?"

What responded to him was the sound of breaking wind - the vines that fell on the ground did not die. Instead, they took root on the spot, forming a huge network, and then bloomed into gorgeous flowers. At the moment when the flowers bloomed, the vines that fell on the ground were flying at high speed. The seeds carrying poison hit the old man at high speed from the bud.

The old man who was still admiring had no time to speak. The knife in his hand flew up and formed a dense network, intercepting the flying seeds. Although he seemed a bit in a hurry, the magic power in the knife network did not leak out. There are obvious signs that the old man can handle this situation with ease.

Unfortunately, Allen didn't intend to just play like this. As the seeds were flying, several seeds fell to the ground halfway because they were not strong enough to fly. Then they quietly began to form extremely inconspicuous saplings. After they were safely formed, , these little guys secretly pulled out their bodies from the covering vines, and moved quickly towards the old man on the ground without any movement.

Just when the sapling was about to approach, Allen took out his wand and shouted in a voice that everyone could hear clearly: "Everything is petrified!"