I Keep Witches While Others Keep Dragons

"Wow, it feels good."

Andrew sit and pinched his shoulder.

There was a slight injury on his shoulders, which was caused by Newton's slash.

"Why are you so happy when you lose?"

Signa asked curiously.

Andrew chuckled, "It's good to exercise.

I wasn't interested in this kind of race at the beginning, but now I think it's a good race as a fitness exercise."

Signa shook her head with a bitter smile.

Andrew was so powerful.

Newton was a student union official and his strength had been trained through countless battles.

Let alone 1,999 magic power, even a person who broke through the consciousness barrier, and magic power reached 2,500 couldn't fight with Newton in this way.

Andrew did it and he said it was a fitness exercise.

Was he pretending or was he really strong?

As far as Signa knew, Andrew was probably the latter.

On the field, Newton was injured but still fighting.

Although he was strong, many people wanted to beat him.

Most of them were the officials of the student union. They knew that they would lose, but they still participated to show their presence.

There were also some grown-up mages and some leaders of the branches of the Magic Association.

They wanted to build a relationship with the new genius Newton and talked with him through a battle.

After seven or eight rounds, with the effects of the healing medicine, Newton's wounds were getting fewer and fewer, and it seemed that he was about to recover.

His rough fighting style and the special close combat magic of the force-attack mage all made the Joe clan open their eyes.

However, at this moment.

A black-robed official of the Magic Association stepped onto the stage.

Newton's face suddenly froze.

It was the director of the Magic Association, Gellis.

"Oh, I haven't seen you for a long time, Newton."

As soon as Gellis came on the stage, an ugly smile immediately appeared on his old face.

Newton was stunned for two seconds, he scratched his head and said, "You're so annoying. Don't you see that I'm having a good time? Why do you have to mess up the game?"

Andrew asked curiously, "Do they know each other?"

Joe nodded, "They met half a year ago. Newton got a commission to go to the transition area between the second floor and the third floor to find the traces of the hell three-head dog.

Gellis got the commission, too. Then they met on the way.

It seemed that Gellis wanted to get the awards alone so he asked Newton to give up the commission.

Newton was angry, he secretly led the hell three-head dog to Gellis.

Newton took the opportunity to take away Gellis's weapon.

His saber called the Dragon Slaughtering Hero belonged to Gellis."

"What?" Andrew was intrigued by her words. "How could he be so naughty?"

At the same time, Gellis smiled and said, "I didn't mean to do that. It's just that you've been staying here all the time, and I don't have a chance to fight. If it goes on like this, the ceremony will come to an end.

So please, leave the ring, okay?

Or... I will beat you left."

"Ha-ha, how dare you say that, old man? Last time, you were eaten by the hell three-head dog, how did you survive?

Did it pull you out?"

Speaking of the dog, Gellis was furious.

"How dare you mention it?"

Dragon Chasing Flame

With a slap, more than twenty lightning-wrapped fireballs shot out.

It was a mixture of mid-rank magic, dragon chasing thunder, and low-rank magic fireball spell.

Newton turned serious, he jumped up in the air.

However, the Dragon Chasing Flame had inherited the effect that the Dragon Chasing Thunder which could chase people automatically. No matter how many times Newton had moved in the air, the more than twenty dragons chasing flame were tightly gritted behind him.

"Oh."

Seeing that he was about to be caught up, Newton hurriedly waved the blade in his hand and chopped the flame.

However, the Dragon Chasing Flame was so fast that he only split seven or eight pieces, and the other Dragon Chasing Flame had already rushed in front of him.

"Hmm..."

Newton had no choice but to use the knife as the shield.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of firecrackers exploded in the sky.

In the dust, Newton fell from the air with a long trajectory and heavily fell to the ground.

"Go downstairs. I'm not interested in you." With his hands akimbo, Gellis said proudly, "Oh, by the way, leave the knife. It is mine."

In the pit, Newton struggled to stand up.

The wounds that had just recovered all exploded.

His left hand was badly mutilated by the explosion, revealing his ghastly white bones.

Although these flames were not big, the power of each explosion was strong.

Even if Newton was strong enough to endure half of them, he was seriously injured.

"Fuck you! Take it yourself if you can."

Newton put the knife on the ground and pointed his middle finger at him, ignoring others.

The smile on Gellis's face disappeared.

"Well, then go to hell."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gellis put his palms together.

With the release of the purple magic power with an ominous aura, the scene around his body began to distort to a degree visible.

'Spatial magic?'

Andrew was shocked.

"Damn it! The old man's magic power was at least ten thousand. There wasn't much magic power of Newton left, and there were still wounds on his body!"

While speaking, Andrew wanted to urge Joe to help him, but he found that Joe had disappeared.

He took a closer look, only to find that she had already arrived at the stage, standing between Newton and Gellis.

"Go downstairs. He is looking for me and my sister. You are just an outsider."

A bitter smile appeared on Newton's face. "Am I the kind of person who will run away when I'm in the battle?"

"You are right." Joe tilted her head.

The next second.

Bang.

All of a sudden, Joe retreated in a hurry. With her back to the front of Newton, she gently tapped his chest with the hilt of the knife.

Bang.

The seemingly gentle blow burst out a bomb-like sound.

Newton was screaming at that moment, he was beaten off the field and landed precisely in his original position.

"Fuck you!" Newton winced in pain and tried to get up.

But this time, he was out of breath.

Andrew held him and persuaded him for a long time then he finally calmed down.

"My bride, can't you wait to serve me?" A weird smile appeared on his face.

His obscene eyes seemed to be able to see through Joe's body.

"I'm here to deal with the thing."

On the field, Joe slowly pulled out her saber.

The long blades were blossoming in the bonfire.