Chapter 8 Ripples

"The Fire Mist Warrior over there," Zhao Mian stared at the enemy in front of him, and said without turning his head, "What is the Faria Clam, is it famous among you?"

"How could I know?" shouted at Xana, staring at her foe in the same way, "and I have my own name, my name is Xana, you rude fellow." ”

"Where's Arastol?" Zhao Mian frowned and continued to ask.

"I seem to have some impressions," a steady voice came from the pendant on Xana's chest, "It seems that he is a guy who has a large number of treasures and uses a variety of treasures to achieve victory, so he should be a little famous."

"That's it," Zhao Mian smacked his lips, "The guy who uses foreign objects can't determine the specific attack method, it's a bit tricky." ”

"Why put on such an expression, so serious, so that this sunset becomes less beautiful. "And you are so rough that you have wounded my Marianne like this." Ah, Marianne, I'm so sorry to leave you alone against such a brutal enemy. Faliagni glared fiercely at the two in front of him.

In short, let go of the non-human and his puppet over there. Zhao Mian was thinking about how to defeat it, but there was one most important factor, which could only be killed with one hit. Otherwise, it is very likely that it will affect other people on the scene, these are just ordinary people who are in the midst of the closure and can't even move. What's more, they are all students, and these may be the pillars of the country in the future. They can't be allowed to die here. Well, there is only one best way. "Do you want to fight again in another place?"

Zhao Mian was thinking about how to reach an agreement with Xia Na, but it seemed that it was a little late. Xia Na's will attribute didn't seem to be very high, and the other party just launched two rounds of taunts, and she couldn't help but rush forward.

Zhao Mian sighed, but he didn't mean to rush forward, but instead smashed the huge hands in his hands to the ground, put his right hand on his chest, and said in a low voice: "Holy light, protect our bodies." White light flickered in Zhao Mian's right hand, and then gradually spread, appearing on the surface of the bodies of the surrounding students and allies one by one.

As soon as he finished doing this, a huge white flame mixed with several playing cards slashed across Zhao Mian's body, rushed straight towards the student-dense area, and then exploded.

The light around the student's body fluctuated, and he didn't receive any damage. But all the surrounding tables, chairs, and equipment were blown away. Some of them were blown up and scattered, scattered in pieces.

Zhao Mian looked back and saw that none of the students were harmed. And Xia Na, who had just rushed up, had already retreated to Zhao Mian's side after the splash attack just now.

"I didn't expect that just the power of a sword could cause such an effect. Faliagni said with a relaxed expression, "But yes, that's all. O demon god of the red world, your power exists in the body of such a little girl, it is like a 'tyrannical thing'. ”

"Tyrannical thing, you guy!!!!" Xia Na was angry and wanted to rush forward directly, but was stopped by Zhao Mian, "Let go of me, you rude guy!!!"

Fallagni put on a rather troubled expression, as if looking at Shana with some distress, "Allah, what a disobedient child. Is this an attempt to take the initiative to provoke? I really don't know the times...... However, I've seen too many reckless Fire Mist warriors who blew themselves up because of a moment of anger. If it were to be affected along with the 'Mystis' over there, it would be a disservice to my reputation as a 'hunter'!"

"Don't worry," Fallagni smirked, "I'll come back when I think of a plan to make it easy to move." Fallagni looked at Yuji maliciously, "I really want to know what's inside!" Then, in the blink of an eye, he disappeared.

"You guy, why are you in the way of me?" Xia Na shook off Zhao Mian and grabbed her hand.

"There are too many people around who have nothing to do with the fighting. Zhao Mian replied very plainly, "The powerful protect the powerless, for the survival of the nation, this is necessary." It is also the duty of our powerful people. ”

"It's dead, it's dead, it's dead!" Xana, angrily, turned away, but acquiesced to the reason.

Zhao Mian sighed, turned around and nodded at Yuuji, and walked to Yoshida Kazumi, who was watching everything that happened and falling into inexplicable thoughts.

Kazumi Yoshida must still be struggling with what just happened, but this shy but strong girl is not a person who takes everything out of the ordinary, and if no one explains it to him, I'm afraid he will have to think for a long time to come to a conclusion, and there is no guarantee of its correctness.

So after Zhao Mian took off all the armor on his body, he simply patted Yoshida Kazumi on the head with his hand. And with a little bit of effort. "Don't think about it yet, the world is about to return to the past, and I'll explain it to you slowly on the way back, so don't think about the things you don't understand. You can't get into the shoes of other people, you can't put more people in danger, you understand?"

"Hmm. When Kazumi Yoshida heard these words, although she couldn't understand what kind of situation had just happened, she clearly understood the fact that she couldn't involve others.

When Zhao Mian finished explaining, although a small quarrel seemed to break out between Xia Na and Yuuji, it ended quickly, just like Zhao Mian saw when he first came to this world, and the surrounding battle traces were quickly repaired.

After that, everyone left the school quickly, and Zhao Mian and Yoshida Kazumi also walked on the way back to Yoshida's house.

"The world is not just what it seems. Zhao Mian first broke the rather strange atmosphere of silence, "Some things are unknown to ordinary people. ”

Then there was a long period of explanation, which also added some of Zhao Mian's own understanding of this world in the past two days.

However, what the girl saw was obviously not the same as what Zhao Mian was worried about, "So, Mian Jun is the fire mist warrior, right? What kind of traveler lied to me, right? And those words without identification, they all lied to me, right?"

"Not really!" the voice was categorical, without the slightest hesitation or hesitation, and the firmness in his tone was eye-catching.

originally thought that Zhao Mian would quibble, or shirk the words, but was shocked by such a sentence. She settled down and looked at Zhao Mian.

"I have not deceived you, I have not deceived anyone. Zhao Mian said calmly, "I am indeed a traveler, and when I met you, I was indeed worried about where I should go for the night because I had no identification, not to mention, I am not a fire mist warrior."