I Keep Witches While Others Keep Dragons

The fourth one, the fifth one, the sixth one.

One after another, the students were seriously injured and dragged away.

All of them were fractured.

High position paralysis.

The liver was the dugout.

Although these could be cured by the free medicine provided by the school.

But senior officials were crueler and crueler.

The one who had held on for the longest time lasted for 12 seconds, but it was also because that Obi had dug out the student's eyeballs, which had caused him to waste more time.

As the twelfth student was carried away, the morale of class D of grade two had fallen to the bottom.

The standard holy mage, to deal with the grand mages whose magic power was less than 1,000, was no different from butchering chickens.

Some students even wanted to quit.

Each student could only get 20 points. To get these 20 points, it was not worthwhile to be beaten like this.

At the same time, Arci looked at Andrew with a sneer.

Andrew was still calm, in sharp contrast to the pale faces of the students around him.

Pretend! Keep pretending!

Obi, with 2,100 magic power was regarded as the most potential senior official.

'Your magic power is only over 1,000.'

Arci took a look at the list and found that Andrew's order was No. 12.

There were two more.

Arci wanted to laugh at the thought of Andrew's trembling face.

While he was thinking.

Bang.

Shane, who was ranked No. 11, was hit hard on the back of his head by a punch.

His seven orifices were bleeding, his teeth were broken, and even his head was beaten flat.

This miserable appearance shocked everyone in grade two and class D again.

Shane was a first-class student in class D. His magic power was as high as 850. Even he only lasted for 15 seconds.

He had hit Obi two times. Although there was no harm, he only got 30 points.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong with you? Are you in grade two like this?"

He pulled out his fist which was almost embedded in his head and shouted arrogantly, "Can you give me a surprise? You losers."

"Was this level also worthy of being called the students of the Law School?"

"I feel ashamed to be in the same school with you losers."

The provocation hurt the self-esteem of every student.

But no one could do anything about it.

He was a senior official. Who could beat him?

"Who's next? Come up!" Said Obi, waving his hand confidently.

It was him! Finally, it was him!

Arci was ecstatic.

Obi was supposed to test for class A.

It was Arci who negotiated with senior officials in the meeting room. Through provoking their hostility towards Andrew, he deliberately changed to test for class D.

His strength was too strong to be tested for class D, so he should be responsible for class A or even class S.

'Andrew, I don't know how you killed my father, my brother, and Bingo.'

'But I'm sure you can't do it yourself.'

'You don't rely on your strength.'

'Now it was the mid-term exam, and all strategy was useless.'

'I've already told Obi about it.'

'It was normal for him to kill one or two students by accident in the mid-term exam.'

Thinking of this, Arci became more and more excited.

He couldn't wait to see Andrew being beaten up by Obi.

"Andrew, it's your turn!" Arci urged, bearing the joy in his heart.

"Excuse me."

Hearing that, Andrew didn't say anything more. He just pushed the students aside and went to the competition field.

At the sight of Andrew, the rage in Obi's eyes boiled like boiling water.

"Oh? It's you! Are you crazy in the canteen?"

The ferocity on his face was undisguised. He licked his tongue as if he had seen a delicious meal. "I hope your strength is worthy of your attitude. You are a pure human in class D."

Andrew casually put his hands into the bags and said, "Lick your tongue at your enemy. You are such a jerk."

"Humph, bastard, look at you. You must have never seen a strong man, right?" As he spoke, he put his hands into the bags confidently and said, "Cut the crap. Save your strength and prepare your first blow."

Andrew smiled and said nothing.

'What a reckless guy! I'll see if you can still be as calm as you are now when you are pressed on the ground with your broken hands and feet.'

Arci sneered.

Then he raised his hand and said, "Begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking.

Bang.

His feet stepped on the ground and made a bomb-like sound.

The chilly airwave made all the students behind him retreat two steps.

"Hey, hey, you are too strong." Nason reached out his hand to block the attack and smiled bitterly. He was not surprised at Andrew's action.

On the contrary, the face of Obi on the field suddenly turned cold.

So fast!

Frost wings

Andrew's speed suddenly increased again.

Frozen dragon bite

Condensing the ice cage hand, the fist pierced through the air and made a piercing sound like the roar of a dragon.

Bang!

The whole room seemed to tremble.

The air billow was mixed with a large amount of frost, which made the onlookers squint and unable to look straight at him.

Obi quickly crossed his arms to block the punch, but he was still knocked back more than half a meter.

"What's wrong? Your face is different from before."

Andrew moved his fists away and asked with a smile.

The shock was written all over his face.

No prepare?

'The force belt? No, no, this thing could only help instant cast, and it couldn't prepare.'

'Is this guy's normal attack as powerful as this?'

He took a closer look at Andrew's equipment. Which of them were weak?

Snow stick, fire cloak, burning bracelet, force belt, ice and fire chest badge, arcane eyes, fire god lining...

The worst ones were level B equipment worth 60,000 points.

Obi was shocked and even more confused.

With this kind of power, why didn't he accumulate power in the first blow?

"It's good to accumulate power, but it's easy to see through."

Andrew said suddenly as if he had read his mind.

This made Obi's face pale with fright.

Andrew continued with a smile, "No matter how powerful the magic is, it's meaningless if I can't hit it. Why do you think I don't understand such a simple logic?"

Andrew's smile turned playful.

This irritated Obi.

You are just a loser of class D. How could you smile when you were fighting with me?

"Don't be too complacent, you bastard!"

Obi shook off Andrew's fist and kicked him hard on the chest.

So far, it was the first time that Obi had used magic power.

The billowing airwaves condensed on his knees, forming a thick layer of wind as thick as paste.

As long as he was hit, the high-pressure air would instantly burst out in the middle of the blow, causing two times more damage than the power of the knee top itself.

However, in the blink of an eye, Andrew was gone.

Disappeared?

No!

Andrew weirdly moved to his side.

So fast!

He didn't keep up with him at all, and...

Scorching sun

The ice all over his body was dissolved, and he put on the dragon extinguishing cage hand. The raging fire on his fist was as bright and poisonous as the sun at noon in the hot summer.

"If you don't take it seriously, you will die."

A teasing voice rang in his ears.

Bang!

The loud noise made the whole building shake violently.

At this moment, all the students in class D and the senior officials who were watching were shocked by the scene in front of them.

Arci, who had been expecting Andrew to beg for mercy, stopped smiling.

The fierce punch, like a cobra, hit the side face of Obi.

Just like a bomb was buried in his fist, the violent fire burst out from it.

The arrogant senior official turned around in the air and fell heavily to the ground after being punched by Andrew.

He clenched his fists and took a step forward.

There was no chase.

Andrew stood confidently.

"Stand up. Aren't senior officials very powerful? A single punch shouldn't be able to defeat you, right?"