Sorcerer in the Women's World

"Please don't, I was just joking with you just now."

Andre argued shamelessly.

"Joking!"

Welsh punched him directly.

Andre screamed and was sent flying.

Welsh's strength was terrifying. His body had been tempered by magic energy, and a punch could exert hundreds of pounds of strength.

And this strength was still under his deliberate control.

Otherwise, Andre might not be able to withstand even one punch.

Andre felt a burning pain on his face, but he had no time to experience it. He quickly came in front of Welsh and kneeled down spinelessly.

"I was wrong, respected young master Welsh, I know I was wrong.

Please let me go."

The scene was really snot and tears.

Welsh felt his scalp go numb. "Tell me what you did wrong."

When he heard that there was hope, Andre cried even harder. "I shouldn't have caused you trouble.

I shouldn't have used such a despicable method."

"Oh, that means you have other ways to deal with me."

Welsh gave him another punch.

This punch made Andre see stars. It took him a long time to come to his senses.

"No, no, you misunderstood."

"How is it a misunderstanding? It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you won't remember it."

"Ah!"

Following that, Welsh bombarded him crazily.

The screams were endless.

Andre was beaten until he doubted his life. He knew that there was no way Welsh would not let him off. He said ruthlessly in his heart, "Welsh, just you wait. My Malik Family will not let you off."

"Just you wait. I will definitely return this humiliation to you."

"You're so noisy."

Welsh punched him in the mouth.

Whimper!

Andre felt that his lips were numb.

Until now, his brain was still buzzing. He was about to collapse.

"Remember, bring more people with you next time you want to act cool.

These are not even enough for me to warm up."

Andre did not dare to reply. He let out muffled cries.

"You, send me back."

Welsh pointed at the driver. His body trembled and he quickly nodded in agreement.

In the car, Welsh looked at the scenery outside the window. He recalled what Andre had said.

Andre said that Celia would eventually marry him.

Could there be some hidden reason behind this? or could it be that Celia also had an extraordinary identity.

"It looks like I have to think of a way.

Should I ask Emily?'

But then, Welsh ceased this thought.

He was a man, and an Archmage of the Lancaster Continent. How could he rely on a woman.

Soon, a girl with a ponytail appeared in his mind.

Jenny.

Perhaps he could find her to understand the situation. Jenny had information in her hands, so he could understand the whole story through her.

…

After getting off the taxi, Welsh looked at the time and saw that it was past two o'clock.

His parents should be asleep!

Besides, they didn't know that he had come back.

He tiptoed and opened the door. Just as he was about to open his room, the lights in the hall suddenly turned on.

His parents sat on the sofa, wearing a judgmental look.

"Why did you come back so late!"

Davis said.

"I went to Emily's house as soon as I got off the plane, so I came back a little late."

"Is that so?"

"But why did Emily say that you came back at 12 o'clock?"

"This."

Welsh was stunned.

It turned out that Emily had called his parents.

How could he explain what he encountered in the gap? He couldn't outright say that he had encountered more than a dozen female perverts, right?

If he really told them, they would probably be worried that he would go out, or they might not let him go out at all.

This was not a good idea.

"Alright, I'll confess."

"Speak."

Melinda's eyes were filled with wisdom.

She must have seen the taxi that sent him here, so he was prepared to make up a white lie.

"The taxi that I took just now that had a flat tire. It hit a streetlight pole by the side of the road, and we had to fix it for more than an hour.

That's why I was late."

"It's really like that?"

Welsh nodded.

Melinda did see the damaged glass on the taxi, but unfortunately, she only saw one side. If she saw the other side where there wasn't even a door.

She would definitely ask to the end.

"Alright, don't come back so late in the future.

"What if you encounter danger on the road? You have to know that there are too many female perverts nowadays."

"Mm, hurry up and go to sleep."

Welsh slowed his breath and went into his room. He did not rest immediately.

Instead, he took a shower first and then began to meditate.

As a mage, meditation was an indispensable process. It could increase one's spiritual power and enhance one's understanding of magic.

Although his spiritual power had reached the level of an Archmage, he did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

Welsh closed his eyes. His chest rose and fell, like some ancient breathing method.

After a moment, colorful magic particles appeared in the air and gathered around him.

Breathe in… breathe out.

After such a cycle, the magic particles gradually merged into his flesh and blood.

These particles represented different magic attributes. There was metal, wood, water, fire, earth, thunder, light, darkness…

According to the classification of the elements in his previous life, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth were the basic elements, while thunder, light, and darkness were the special elements derived from the basic elements.

Compared to the basic elements, the special elements derived from these elements had more powerful offensive power.

Any mage would want to awaken a special magic constitution and thus absorb the special magic elements.

Other than these, there were also some geniuses on the Continent who could absorb multiple elements at the same time to become a dual-element mage or a triple-element mage.

However, there were very few such people.

Generally speaking, every person who awakened a magic talent could only absorb one magic element.

If they forcefully absorbed others, the final result was most likely that their body would explode and they would die.

In his previous life, Welsh was also one of those brilliant geniuses who had awakened a total of seven types of magic talent.

Other than the darkness element that he could not master, he had awakened all the other magic elements.

And in this life, it was even more ridiculous because he had discovered that he could even absorb the darkness element.

In other words, he had become a magician of all elements.

Buzz!

As Welsh meditated, the magic elements in the air became more active. They were like the elves of nature, revolving around his body.

They kept going deep into Welsh's pores. After circulating through his meridians for a whole round, they finally gathered in his dantian.

If you could look inside, you would be shocked to find that Welsh's dantian was full of stars, filled with specks of starlight.

In the place surrounded by the starlight, there were six dazzling stars twinkling.

This meant that his magic level had reached level-six.

That was to say, he was an intermediate mage, and was only one step away from reaching level-seven to become a senior mage.