Zirao had never been so insulted.

As the grandson of the Marquis, Zirao was held high and high from an early age. But since he met Arthur, his bad luck began, not only did he suffer from Arthur one after another, but this time he was also challenged by the other party blocking the door, and became the object of ridicule from everyone in the academy.

He had long since thrown aside the rules of the academy, and he pounced on Moral for the insulting outlet.

Moral was unguarded, but Arthur kept an eye on the entrance to the attic, and when Zirao pounced, Arthur moved almost simultaneously.

Arthur's punch at Zirao was a punch.

The fists of both sides were wrapped in fighting energy, the difference was that the Arthur fighting qi of the third-level warrior could only come out of his body, and a faint layer of fiery red light wrapped the fist blade, while the fourth-level captain's Qi Rao was already able to separate the fighting qi from the body, and the pale cyan fighting qi that wrapped the fist was already a cyan light cluster the size of a watermelon.

The two fists, one big and one small, slammed together.

Arthur took three steps back in a row to unload the power coming from the front.

Zirao on the opposite side also took three steps back.

The crowd of onlookers was in an uproar!

They were surprised that Arthur, who was a magician, actually possessed fighting energy at the same time, and only relied on the fighting spirit of a third-level warrior to cross the ranks and fight a draw with Zirao.

Arthur was able to cross the level and carry Zirao head-on, relying on a stronger physical fitness, which was the result of Randall's three years of devilish tempering under the stick.

The "wonderful" of the Blood Yao Royal Academy has never been just synonymous with weirdness, it also means strong and weird strength.

"Boy, I let you run yesterday, and I think you won't run today!" Zirao stared at Arthur with murderous eyes.

Arthur also looked at Zilao coldly, "You high-ranking guys always regard other people's forbearance as fear, today I will let you know that you are nothing in my eyes!"

After Arthur finished speaking, he didn't bother to talk nonsense with Zilao, and rushed up with a punch, and the fist hit Zilao's throat directly, and he fought to the death, and the shot was a killer move!

The hard fight just now had made Zilao realize that he did not have an advantage in strength, and in the face of Arthur's punch again, he flashed sideways through the throat, and at the same time flew his leg and kicked Arthur's waist.

A captain-level warrior not only means more strength, but also faster speed, so Zilao took the lead in changing his attack and wanted to suppress Arthur in terms of speed and moves.

But what he didn't expect was that Arthur didn't hide at all, followed by a punch that slammed Zirao in the lower abdomen.

The attacks of both sides fell on each other at the same time.

Arthur was kicked to the side and staggered a few steps, nearly falling to the ground. Zilao leaned forward, and the shrimp bent down, and his abdomen turned into a sea of pain.

In exchange for injury, Arthur's punch to Zirao's lower abdomen was obviously harder.

Without giving Zirao a respite, Arthur lunged over again and punched him in the temple.

Zirao scrambled back in pain, and Arthur raised his leg and kicked Zirao's jaw.

Zirao crossed his hands and slammed into Arthur's ankle.

Arthur turned his foot down, changed his kick to a stomping, and stomped on Zirao's lower abdomen. If you stomp on it this time, you will have to kick Zirao's intestines to rot.

Zirao had no choice but to retreat. Arthur's attack was in hot pursuit, and the move was directed towards Zirao's physical strength.

Once Arthur had the upper hand, Zilao never had a chance to move back, except for the occasional hard fight or two, which was a constant dodge, which made Zirao embarrassed for a while.

"Are you sure that kid is a magician? His martial arts are more ruthless than those of a warrior!"

"Zilao don't hide, rush up and him!"

"It's a shame to have a magician fight like this!"

There were all kinds of discussions in the crowd around him, and many of them reached Zirao's ears word for word, which made him even more humiliated.

Zilao suddenly roared, and after carrying Arthur's punch in the chest, the fighting spirit of his whole body gushed out, and he was going to fight hard!

He put his fists together, and the fighting energy of his whole body surged towards the fist blade, forming a huge cyan light cluster, and then struck out violently, like a fierce tiger pounced on Arthur.

Xuanjie Lower Grade Fighting Qi Technique "Tiger Strike!", which gathers the fighting energy of the whole body into one blow and explodes, like a tiger descending the mountain is unstoppable!

Arthur knew that when Zirao's fighting spirit broke out, Arthur had already begun to fly back when the "Tiger Strike" was struck, and while flying back, he instantly turned the giant sword behind him in front of him.

The huge cyan light cluster slammed into the sword almost at the same time.

The light burst open, and Arthur flew upside down from the light ball, falling out seven or eight meters before his back hit the ground.

After the blow, Zilao half-knelt on the ground, looking at Arthur, who had not gotten up not far away, and a smile gradually crept up the corners of his mouth.

There was silence all over the place, and the battle ended like this?

"You almost didn't fall to my death!" said Arthur, who sprang up from the ground with a carp and spat bloody on the ground.

Zirao's smile froze instantly, he wanted to stand up, but he didn't succeed, the blow just now exhausted all his fighting energy.

He never had a chance to get back up again, and Arthur came by punching him in the jaw, and his body fell backwards with the sound of bones cracking. Immediately afterwards, Arthur's foot stepped on it, stepping on Zirao's face, and the soles of his feet slowly rotated and crushed!

"I told you you were nothing in front of me!" Arthur's eyes were calm, as if he was doing a small positive thing.

Humiliation, naked humiliation!

It's just a small collision in front of the school gate, how could it evolve to such a point? The root cause is exactly what Arthur said, Zilao's inner self-esteem can't accept it, he can't accept that he is high up in front of a wild boy in the countryside and eats deflated one after another, which led to being trampled under Arthur's feet in front of the public today.

Before Arthur could fully enjoy the fruits of his victory, he felt a flower in front of him, and the whole person flew out, and then he was grabbed by the back of the neck and carried up.

"I told you you weren't allowed to fight in the Academy!"

Arthur immediately put on a smiling face, "Professor Ogu, let's just have a discussion, if you don't let me down, will it delay the magic training class?"

"What you need now is to go to the confinement room for training!" Professor Ogu didn't listen to Arthur's explanation, and picked up Zirao with his other hand.

Outside the crowd of onlookers, a dark-skinned teenager stood alone in the distance, looking at Arthur who was carried away by Professor Agu, with an eager gaze in his eyes, "What an interesting guy!"

......

Marquis of Garfield's House.

The old marquis, who had white hair, sat straight on top of the hall, and under a brocade robe was a sturdy tiger body. His brows furrowed slightly, his eyes lit up, even at such an age, he was still at the peak of a martial artist.

Under the old marquis's hands sat two middle-aged people, a man and a woman, the man bowed his head and was silent, and the woman was sobbing quietly.

The old marquis's brows furrowed even deeper, "The face and dignity are earned by yourself, and when you are beaten, you will know that you will come back and cry, my Garfield family does not have such waste!"

The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and explained: "Father, it is a trivial matter for Qi Laoo to be injured and wronged, but he was trampled on his face and humiliated, and it was our Marquis Mansion that was humiliated!"

"Who hit it, have you found out?" asked the old marquis with an expressionless face.

"A wild boy from the country. The middle-aged man replied in a low voice.

"Fart!" the old marquis cursed a rare swearing, "Zilao treats the other party as a wild boy from the countryside, do you think so as a father?

The middle-aged man lowered his head again, not daring to refute a word.

"Let's find out, who issued that child's letter of recommendation?" instructed the old marquis, turning to the butler standing behind him.