I Can Summon All the Gods

The middle-aged man was about two meters tall and burly, and his face was full of beard. Just standing there, he exuded a faint sense of oppression.

Most importantly, the man looked at Bryce with hostility in his eyes. It felt like his treasure, which he had treasured for a long time, had been stolen.

"Father..."

Cindy looked at the middle-aged man with a mustache and shouted weakly.

Yes, the man in front of her was her father, a level-4 warrior, Count Tyson.

"Father, aren't you drinking with Uncle Hyman over there? Why are you here?" Noticing the resentment in Count Tyson's eyes, Cindy asked with an awkward smile.

Glancing at Bryce, Count Tyson snorted, "If I don't come over, are you going to live with the Hyman family directly?"

He had already felt that there was something wrong between Cindy and Bryce. At first, he hadn't thought about it this way. But just now, Marquis Hyman suddenly came to him for a drink with a strange smile on his face. This guy even asked about his attitude towards Bryce indirectly.

If one was hospitable to you without any reason, he must want to get something from you.

He was confused at first, but when he saw his daughter who was cheering Bryce up, he immediately realized what had happened. As a result, he left Marquis Hyman behind and came over.

"Of course not." Cindy held Count Tyson's arm like a spoiled child and said, "You will always be my dearest father, forever!"

Hearing this, Count Tyson's face softened a little. However, when he noticed that Cindy was staring at Bryce all the time when she said this, his eyes twitched two times.

Obviously, his precious daughter had fallen in love with Bryce. Sure enough, his hunch was right. Bryce, that stupid boy, attracted his daughter!

Just when Count Tyson was in a bad mood, the battle on the arena had reached a hot stage. Because of the magic prop in Flynn's hand, Bryce was at a disadvantage.

"Locke's physical training is useful."

Some careful teachers found that although Bryce had been suppressed, the magic of Flynn didn't even do any harm to Bryce.

Boom!

Flynn's magic hit the magic shield condensed by Bryce.

"Bryce's magic shield is also unusual. With the magic of level 1, he can resist the attack of level-2 magic."

"I don't know if you have heard it or not. I heard that in the training, the students of Class 4, Grade 1 of fire type, relied on the magic of level 1 to block the attack of level-4 magical beasts."

"It must be fake. Even if level-4 magical beasts stood still, level-1 mages couldn't hit them at all."

"Who said it was fake? I swear, I saw it with my own eyes!"

People around began to discuss.

Bang!

Flynn waved the magic wand and threw out magic again.

Bryce dodged around with his body agility.

Boom!

Another magic hit Bryce.

"It's my turn!"

Bryce's eyes darkened and an evil smile appeared on his face. He quickly condensed a fireball in his hand and threw it in the direction of Flynn.

He had already known that the magic of Bryce was very powerful. Although he had become a level-2 mage, Flynn still didn't dare to be arrogant. He didn't choose to answer it head-on, but dodged to the other side.

Boom!

Bryce's fireball exploded on the light curtain.

Feeling the huge energy coming from beside him, Flynn breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, during his training, he had a general understanding of the way Bryce released the magic, so he kept an eye on it

However, just as he was rejoicing, he suddenly saw a huge foot coming towards his eyes.

In a panic, he hurriedly used the magic, but unfortunately, the sole of the foot came so fast that he had no time to condense the complete magic.

Puff!

In the sharp pain, he only felt dizzy, and a strong sense of weightlessness came. Then he felt his body smashed to the ground.

On the ground, Flynn rolled his eyes. There was a clear footprint on his face.

Looking at Flynn on the ground, the students around fell into a temporary daze, as if they did not realize that the battle ended so hastily.

After a short period of silence, there was a violent shout.

On the VIP table, looking at the footprints on his son's face, Count Bazel's complacent face directly turned livid. The footprint was like a humiliating brand, etched on the face of the Bazel family.

"He is just a level-2 mage taking good pills, rubbish."

Puff!

Flynn, who had been in great pain, spat out a mouthful of blood when he heard this. He fell into a coma.

On the arena, Bryce patted the dust off his clothes. He looked calm, as if he was a master.

"This guy..." looking at the winning Bryce, Marquis Hyman had a smile on his face and asked, "Count Bazel, hasn't Bryce let you down yet?"

Hearing Marquis Hyman's mocking words, Count Bazel's face darkened.

In the distance, a member of the Bazel family went up to check on Flynn. When he found that Flynn just fainted, he gave a hint to Count Bazel, indicating that he was fine.

"Humph!" With a flick of his sleeve, Count Bazel left the scene with Flynn, who was completely in a coma.

On the other side, looking at Bryce, who was in the spotlight, Count Brandon's face became even gloomier. Bryce, a waste of time, rose. It seemed that he needed to speed up the plan!

When Bryce looked at Cindy complacently, his body stiffened.

Count Tyson!

When he saw the threatening eyes of Count Tyson, Bryce felt extremely afraid.

Didn't my father get it done with Count Tyson?

He looked at Marquis Hyman subconsciously and found that Marquis Hyman looked as if he could do nothing about it and he should pray for himself.

'You have to face it sooner or later. Be brave, Bryce Hyman!'

Bryce took a deep breath to calm himself down. He straightened his chest and strode towards Cindy and Count Tyson.

However, as he got closer, he felt more and more stressed. Finally, Bryce could no longer hold on. He squeezed a flattering smile on his face and said, "Uncle Tyson."

"Bryce, you are awesome!"

Cindy hugged Bryce with both hands, leaving a lip print on Bryce's face. Then she happily took Bryce's hand and introduced to Count Tyson, "Dear father, I officially announce that Bryce will be my most important partner in the future!"

Hearing Cindy's words, the nervousness in Bryce's heart immediately disappeared. He said seriously, "Uncle Tyson, I will definitely take good care of Cindy!"

Looking at the young man holding his daughter's hand, Count Tyson's face completely darkened.

Suddenly, Count Tyson slowly walked towards Bryce.

Seeing Count Tyson suddenly come over, Bryce's heart trembled. He wanted to step back subconsciously, but fortunately he managed to control himself.

Puff!

Just as Bryce was extremely nervous, a big hand patted him on the body. "Tomorrow night, we will wait for you at our house."