Without warning, Al stopped abruptly.

"Al, what's wrong with you?"

Poki had to stop, he thought he had accidentally touched Al's sore spot with what he had just said.

"There's someone up ahead. ”

Only then did Pochi notice that there were several young men standing on the road they were originally going to take, and the road at the exit of the auction hall was very wide, and the other party was standing alone on the road ahead of him and Al, obviously targeted.

"Shall we go around?" said Pochitiyì.

This Jian yì looks a little cowardly, but it should be the most rational to mention yì, after all, both in terms of numbers and age, Elpoqi's side is obviously at a disadvantage.

Bypassing it means being soft.

Although I don't know what the reason for offending the other party, or simply the age of Al and his own side and the previous squandering in the auction house caused the other party's jealousy, in short, when the conflict is about to occur, in fact, if one party is willing to give in first, maybe the conflict will not go out in the end, the so-called take a step back and open the sky.

Al walked straight towards the other party.

"Eh, El!"

Pochi helped his forehead and had to follow.

By the time Poch had fully caught up, Al was completely face-to-face with his opponent, and even a blind man could feel the tension between the two sides.

"Why don't you listen to me?" complained Poch.

"Didn't you notice? ”

Al's voice came from under the cloak.

That's why I'm asking you to back off!" Pochi complained in his heart, but it was useless to say anything now, it was already like this.

Why did I get involved?

The young men on the opposite side were obviously mages, whether it was the rune-painted robes they wore or the wands pinned to their waists, there was no doubt about that, and they were all very young, looking about five or six years older than Pochi.

"Big brothers, do you have something to do with us?"

Pochi laughed.

Stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, and the business is more expensive than harmony.

These are the two truths that Poch, who came from a merchant family, believed in.

"You are apprentices in Ceylon. ”

A young man with a ponytail standing at the front of the front asked, with an unruly face.

"Yes, how do you know?"

Poch laughed.

"What are you doing so much?" the pony-tailed young man said unceremoniously, turning his somewhat fierce gaze to Al, "You just bought a lot of Fei Blue Crystals, right? I don't think you need that much, it's not good for children to learn to be profiteers at a young age!"

Profiteer?

This time the words fell on Pochi's ears and seemed quite harsh, causing him to frown instantly.

You must know that Pochi was born into a family of merchants.

"You can't say that, Fei Lanjing is not only available at Blizzard Auction House, as for stockpiling?"

"Shut up! I'm not talking to you. ”

The pony-tailed youth glared fiercely at Pochi.

"Nishio, it doesn't have to be like this. ”

Behind the young man in the ponytail, a handsome young man spoke.

The young man had black hair that was relatively rare in the Vima Empire, but unlike Long Chen's straight black hair, the young man's hair had gentle waves, and his skin was much fairer than Long Chen's.

"Are you all apprentices from Ceylon? We're apprentices at Victoria's Secret Academy, and we're all fellow magicians, so I don't think it's possible to be so nervous about communicating. ”

Compared with the ponytail youth, this black-haired young man's temperament and conversation make people feel much more gentle and kind.

"Victoria's Secret Academy? That's one of the four most famous magic schools in Valari, amazing. Pochi exclaimed.

Of course, this compliment is just a simple but practical compliment.

"Thank you, the Ceylon Academy, especially the Ceylon Library, is probably well known in Valari. ”

The black-haired young man's answer is also watertight, which makes people always feel like a spring breeze.

"Alright, Norton, you don't have to be so polite with such a ghost, you see, sometimes violence and threats are more effective. ”

With that, the pony-tailed young man walked over to Al and stood still.

He was quite tall.

If compared with his peers, Al is definitely not short, but the other side is several years older than him, and he is still a tall young man by birth, Al is simply a small point in comparison.

"Imp. The pony-tailed young man's downward gaze could completely see the top of Al's head, because the other party's head had not even reached the position of his chest: "We are not trying to rob you of anything, you just need to buy us five of the Fei blue crystals you just auctioned at the original price you bought." ”

Al stood there like a rock, motionless.

"Give it to him. Pochi whispered on the sidelines, "So we don't actually suffer." ”

Hum.

The pony-tailed young man looked at Pochi, and a sound came out of his nostrils, as if he sneered.

Al was silent.

"What if I say no?"

That's Al's answer.

The pony-tailed youth's face changed.

"If you say no, then fine, I'll teach you a good lesson here. The pony-tailed youth's right hand was pulled towards Al's chest, and at such a close distance, he believed that the other party would not have time to cast a spell at all, and even if he wanted to cast a spell, he would be interrupted by a punch, as for using a spell to deal with such a little ghost, it was something that the pony-tailed youth had never thought about.

However, at the moment when the ponytail youth made a move, Al moved.

Ten times faster, a hundred times faster than the other party.

Take a step forward with your left foot.

Body pressure.

Knock it out with your elbows.

Like thunder.

Lightning-fast.

The strong currents of this movement caused the hem of Al's cloak to rise high, like a large bird with wings spread.

"Boom!"

It wasn't the sound of Al's elbow hitting the ponytail's youth, but the sound of Al's footsteps.

This is a martial art taught to Al by his mother, Mayfair, called Spring Thunder.

Stepping on it is like spring thunder, and striking is like lightning.

The pony-tailed youth's hundred-pound body flew out of the back as if it had lost its weight in an instant, and his body twisted into a strange posture during the flight.

He flew five or six meters before he fell heavily to the ground.

It continued to glide for nearly ten meters before stopping.

When he stopped, the pony-tailed youth never got up again, and in fact he didn't even make a sound when he flew up.

for he had already fainted.