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Wang Yan is now a half-step S-level, from the beginning of the cultivation of the breathing technique, to now he is superb. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Not to mention a small C+-level magician, even if it is an S-level legendary magician, he may not be able to capture Wang Yan's breath.

And Saladin, as a descendant of King Solomon, has inherited countless secret methods, and each of them is the most top-notch magic, how can a small C-level magician see through it?

"Senior Wood is so handsome. The red-haired sorceress looked admiring, "She is truly the genius magician of the Wood family." ”

"Muggles?" Saladin knew these two words, full of condescending contempt. couldn't help but say angrily, "Lao Wang, don't pull me, I'm going to teach these hairy boys who don't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth a lesson." ”

Wang Yan doesn't care, these little magicians are just ants, and they don't bother to bother with them. But Saladin wants to teach you a lesson, so teach it yourself.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Saladin stood up, he changed his mind, and said, "Old Wang, I think it's too boring to just teach them like this. In the past six months, when I was studying at the party school, I read several online novels. I think this kind of guy with eyes above the top must make them tremble from the heart. ”

As he spoke, his eyes lit up and he was filled with excitement.

Wang Yan was dizzy, when you were receiving political education in the party school, you still had time to read online novels?

"Boy, do you know who I am, wait a minute, and I'll make you kneel and sing conquest!" Saladin clasped his hands around and stared at the young magicians, hehehe sneered, he looked very much like a legendary villain.

Wang Yan slapped his forehead, and sure enough, this guy's forcing is too low.

"Humph!"

C+-level wizard Wood, who didn't expect to be kind enough to let these two Muggles go, would dare to run out and seek his own death. With a cold snort, a magical energy condensed in his palm, turning into a missile and striking at Saladin.

Magic Missile!

It is the most basic attack magic of a mage, and its power varies depending on the strength of the mana. Legend has it that a legendary magician can blast a tank with a magic missile in his hand.

In the process, Saladin didn't even lift his eyelids, his heart was full of excitement. I thought about it, and when I broke this magic missile with my hand, I would reveal my identity.

Then let these low-level magicians with eyes and beads kneel and sing about conquest.

Just as Saladin was about to burst out of the king's qi, a chubby figure rushed outside the bar, don't look at him fat, but his posture is very flexible, it should have performed magic such as acceleration.

He stood in front of Saladin and Wang Yan like a wall of wall, and hastily raised an energy shield.

"Boom!"

The incomplete energy shield was blown apart, and the chubby figure took a few steps backwards, almost crashing into Saladin, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and he yelled sternly, "Wood, you are so mad, how can you use attack magic against Muggles." ”

He was a white and chubby magician in his twenties, and his fat fat almost burst the magic robes. Although his appearance is not good-looking, the sense of justice on his expression is very explosive.

"Two Muggles, are you alright?" the little fat man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and turned around and did not forget to care for Wang Yan and Saladin.

"Muggles!" Saladin's face darkened, and he originally wanted to rely on his flesh~ body to directly carry this magic missile, and then use the momentum of hanging the sky to scare these second-class magicians who don't know the height of the sky, and let them kneel down and sing conquest. This process makes me feel so cool when I think about it.

Unexpectedly, the good plan was ruined by this little fat man. What kind of hero is this fat man, who has nothing to do? How dare you steal the limelight from my Saladin.

"It turned out to be you, Bob the Fat Pig. Wood frowned and sneered disdainfully, "It's just two Muggles, and if you dare to be disrespectful to the noble magician, you will be taught a lesson." Why, you still want to stand up for them?"

"Damn, you're hitting too hard. The little fat man said angrily, "That magic missile you just now is enough to break that robed Muggle to pieces." I'll definitely report this to the dean. ”

Robes Muggles?

The corners of Saladin's mouth kept twitching, this dead little fat man, not only disturbed him to pretend, but also dared to give him such a nickname. Hmph, when I reveal the name of King Solomon's descendant, I must scare him stupidly.

"Report to the Dean of Studies?" Wood said with disdain, "What is the Dean of Studies, just a mage from an ordinary magic family. And my Wood's ancestor, Merlin, the great legendary magician who followed King Lionheart. How can a mudblooded like you know the great history of our family. ”

Merlin?

This time, even Wang Yan was slightly surprised. He didn't know much about magicians, but he had heard of the legendary magician Merlin. In history, he is also a very powerful great magician, and he was almost promoted to a demigod.

No wonder, this Wood looks like a towering and invincible look.

"You!" said the little fat man Bob, whose face turned a little pale, annoyed and angry, "Everyone admires Grand Wizard Merlin, but he doesn't use magic on Muggles casually, if the Dean doesn't care, I'll report it to the Dean." ”

Wood's face darkened, and he sneered, "Bob, you inferior mudblood, you plan to really be my enemy? ”

As he spoke, he drew a magic wand. That magic wand, although inconspicuous, contains a powerful magical power.

"No, they're just Muggles. Bob, the little fat man, used his chubby body to block Wang Yan and Saladin, his gaze was extremely determined, "I will not let you hurt Muggles." ”

As the two magicians confronted each other, the ordinary people in the bar had already run away. In this town, they met the magician, and knew that if the magician had a fight, it would be an extremely dangerous thing.

Wang Yan frowned slightly, that little fat man Bob's breath is not weak, and he probably has a C+ level. But it should obviously be from an ordinary family, with no backstage and no powerful magic equipment.

And the magic wand in Wood's hand, although it was not taken into Wang Yan's eyes. But for these young people, it is already a magic weapon, and it is really clear which of the two sides is stronger and which is weak.

In fact, he is a young man, but compared to Wang Yanlai, he is actually not a few years younger. It's just that Wang Yan's current strength level and status are too high, and even S-level powerhouses have been killed.

At the moment, these C-level magicians are really just children in his eyes.

Speaking of which, Wang Yan has not been protected for a long time. That feeling is like when she first met Sister Nanlian, she was also so guarding in front of her, giving him a strong sense of security.

That's it, if this little fat man is invincible, just help him. Moreover, this little fat man, when the resources are not abundant, can even cultivate to the C+ level at a young age, and theoretically speaking, he can be regarded as having good qualifications.

Saladin didn't have Wang Yan's good mood anymore, he couldn't wait to strangle this little fat man to death. The dignified descendant of King Solomon finally had a chance to pretend to be slapped in the face, but he was destroyed again and again by a little fat man, and he was really a dog.

And that eyeless Wood, who dares to humiliate a dignified A+ magician, hehe, I'll show you what real magical power is.

Kneel down and sing conquer for me!!

Just when Saladin was about to let go of his momentum, suppress these low-level magicians, and surprise their eyeballs.

There was another good momentum, enveloping in from outside the bar.

"Stop!"

With a coquettish reprimand, a beautiful figure floated into the bar and blocked in front of the two.

It was a female magician, no more than twenty years old, with long brown-blond hair falling over her shoulders like a waterfall. Even a magic robe could hardly hide her bumpy and delicate body.

The most commendable thing is that the power of the breath on her body is very majestic, and she has already comprehended a trace of the law and reached the realm of the unity of heaven and man.

The realm of the unity of heaven and man is called the grandmaster in the Eastern Continent. In the Western world, it is called the powerhouse of the Holy Land.

In the modern hierarchy of power, this kind of character is called A-class.

Any A-level powerhouse is an existence that can suppress one side.

At such an age, you can become an A-level powerhouse. This woman is either a demon with a qualification, or she has a rich family background. The greater possibility is that there are both qualifications and family background.

As soon as the woman appeared, Saladin hurriedly put away the momentum that was brewing, and then stared at her without blinking. He lived for twenty-six or seven years, and it was not the first time he had seen a female magician, let alone an A-class female magician.

But it's the first time I've seen such a young, beautiful, but A-level female magician. Her eyes were pitch black, as deep as the stars in a dark starry sky, and her figure was graceful like a goddess.

Saladin's heart had never been so throbbing. He thought, he's in love.

"Mentor Lydia!"

Bob and Wood, who were confronting each other, changed their faces drastically, hurriedly restrained their breath, and bent down to show an extremely respectful look. There was a hint of excitement in the frightened eyes of the two.

That's Mentor Lydia, how did she end up here?

The two young people both have an indescribable admiration for her.

Lydia stunned the scene, ignoring the two students, and instead focused on Saladin and Wang Yan. Her voice was crisp and slightly magnetic: "Dare to ask, is it His Highness Saladin?"

Saladin's heart was refreshed, and he was just about to pretend to answer. Unexpectedly, seeing Lydia's eyes, she aimed at Wang Yan again.

Saladin secretly sighed, secretly said that it was not good, Comrade Wang's attainments were far superior to his flame talent. Could it be that the descendant of King Solomon, who is dignified, is going to become a tragedy in the legend?

…… (To be continued.) )