Ding Ding Ding!

The bell rang to announce the end of the math and science class and the completion of the morning class.

The students also changed from sluggishness to vitality.

Hearing the bell, Bing Mengchen instantly felt his head light and refreshed.

Bing Mengchen stood up, and then walked towards Yan Ling'er's seat.

"Bing Mengchen!" A voice came from behind Bing Mengchen, causing Bing Mengchen to look back.

I saw Roland walking over in a hurry.

"Class leader, is there something wrong?" Bing Mengchen asked suspiciously, knowing that because Roland challenged him last semester, he avoided Roland intentionally or unintentionally. led to a general relationship between the two.

"Have you become a magician?" asked Roland straight to the point.

Bing Mengchen was stunned, he didn't expect Roland to ask like this, and subconsciously nodded: "I woke up during the holiday, what's wrong?"

"Really?" Seeing that Roland seemed to have expected this answer, and then asked seriously, "Then can you tell me how you woke up?"

"That, though I'm awake. Bing Mengchen smiled awkwardly, "But I have almost no memory of when I woke up." ”

"Why are you asking this, do you also have a bloodline inheritance?" Bing Mengchen suddenly asked.

"However, most of the nobles above the earl level have a blood lineage. Yan Ling'er walked to Bing Mengchen's side lightly at some point.

Yan Ling'er looked at Luo Lan and asked, "But there are probably three generations of the Luo family who have not awakened the bloodline, right?"

Roland nodded in affirmation, but his face was stained with a hint of gloom. He said: "That's why I must awaken my bloodline, otherwise the Luo family will lose the title of marquis and become a commoner." ”

"Is there anything wrong with being a civilian?" Bing Mengchen asked.

"Mengchen, you don't understand how much the nobles attach importance to family glory. Yan Ling'er shook her head and sighed.

"But why did you lose your title?" Bing Mengchen asked Roland suspiciously.

Roland was silent.

Yan Ling'er thought for a while and said, "It has something to do with Marquis Feng!"

Luo Lan nodded, then looked at Bing Mengchen and Yan Ling'er, and said solemnly, "Bing Mengchen, can you try it with me?"

"Ahh

"I want to know about the strength of the Magus?" replied Roland.

"Why did you choose me?" Bing Mengchen asked.

Roland looked at Yan Ling'er and said with a clear smile: "I can't beat Yan Ling'er." ”

"Huh?" Bing Mengchen was stunned for a moment. Yan Ling'er looked at Roland and smiled meaninglessly.

"No, no, I haven't controlled my magic yet. Bing Mengchen hurriedly refused.

Roland, on the other hand, put on the magic bracelet and began to accumulate mana, he said: "That's not right, combat helps to control mana. ”

Bing Mengchen subconsciously looked at Yan Ling'er, but saw her looking down at her toes. In an instant, Bing Mengchen did not advance, nor did he retreat.

This is, Roland made an inviting posture towards Bing Mengchen, his body was straight, his right hand was straight, his index finger and middle finger and the rest of his fingers were folded, pointing at Bing Mengchen. Serious said:

"I, Roland, challenge you!"

Looking at Roland like this, Bing Mengchen accepted the challenge for some reason. It's just that he suddenly remembered something, and said seriously: "Let's go out to eat first! It's late, maybe there will be no food to eat." ”

Sure enough, people are iron and rice are steel, and Bing Mengchen successfully persuaded Roland. It's just that the two-person team of Bing Mengchen and Yan Ling'er has become a three-person team at this moment.

After lunch, Bing Mengchen and Roland came to a training ground, which was a competition ground between the seniors, divided into many compartments, and there were still many people competing in the compartments at this time. Bing Mengchen and Roland are both wearing school uniforms, and in this training ground, the power of the school uniforms will reach the maximum, which can effectively prevent injuries during the competition, and can also allow both sides of the competition to let go.

Three children, seven or eight years old, appeared on the training ground, which naturally attracted the attention of others in the field. Everyone stopped the competition and watched with interest.

"The current juniors and sisters are so open! so good at playing!" I don't know who sighed. People instantly reflected, after all, the competition was two little boys, and the one standing on the side was a little girl!

"Don't talk so bloody, what if they're just a pure scramble?" someone retorted.

"Won't you know when they're done!" said someone else.

It's just that the three kids on the field don't know anything about it.

Ice Dust's advantage is that his bloodline gives him far more control over ice than a mage of the same level, and he has stronger physical functions without using magic.

For example, Ice Dust's body has super self-healing functions, but Roland must use healing magic.

For another example, Ice Dust can use powerful magic without relying on the Demon Reservoir Magic Guide, but if Roland doesn't use it, his combat power will be reduced by at least fifty percent.

Of course, these are all things that can only be revealed in the duel of life and death. At this moment, Roland and Bing Mengchen are just having an ordinary duel.

Roland moved first, and his right hand threw a black flame at Ice Dust and widened the distance between him and Ice Dust. He knew that melee combat was good for Ice Mengchen and bad for him.

Looking at the black flames that flew over, Bing Mengchen easily dodged it. With a flash of figure, he ran towards Roland and shot a few ice picks at Roland.

However, Bing Mengchen couldn't help but move forward. The flames that fell to the ground turned into vines covered with black flames that had grown wildly.

Teng Man inadvertently tied Bing Mengchen's legs, restricting his movements.

Bing Mengchen frowned, the cold air leaked out, and in just an instant, it froze that Teng Man. With a slight struggle, Teng Man shattered inch by inch.

Roland was not surprised by this, but kept throwing black fire at Bingmengchen. There were more and more Teng vines on the ground, and Bing Mengchen was trapped in Teng Man, and had to release more cold qi to resist.

Not far away, Roland's face was solemn, his hands suddenly closed, and he shouted in a low voice: "Flame vine, receive." ”

In an instant, countless Teng vines with black flames contracted extremely quickly with Ice Dream Dust as the center, forming a large cocoon. Outside the cocoon, countless black vines were outlining a large magic array.

Seeing this, Bing Mengchen knew that if it continued like this, he would be controlled by Roland until he released his ultimate. Immediately, he pressed his right hand to the vine.

Then, softly, he said, "Ice dust is broken." ”

A cold current surged through Teng Man, who was bubbling with black flames, centered on Bing Mengchen's right hand, and turned the black flames in the audience into ice sculptures.

Click!

A crisp sound, followed by an irrepressible sound of ice crackling, came back to mind. Countless frozen black vines turned into ice crystals flying in the sky, glittering in the lights of the training room.

Looking at the ice crystals flying all over the sky, Roland froze.

After a long time, he said unwillingly: "I lost." ”