Chapter 7: The Battle

"How could it be!" Tang Lang waved the shield in his hand vigorously and continued: "How could I be easily injured, the reason why I shouted to stop is because I want to tell you that spells can't be used like this!"

Tang Lang wanted to use the other party to pass on the reputation of his sparring partner, so he was extra attentive and explained in detail the experience of fighting in his previous life and the experience of observing the spell instructor Feng Yuanming's play: "Look, if you use a water mist spell or a light spell to confuse the opponent before you shoot, the probability of the ice arrow spell hitting will be much higher, or if you play the ice arrow spell at the same time, and then send a sluggish spell, it will definitely make the opponent scramble, which is much better than you just use one ice arrow spell." And ......"

Zhao Feiyu listened very seriously, and nodded frequently: "Yes, yes, the lecturer and seniors usually say the same, but I was so nervous that I forgot it all just now!"

"It's okay! don't be nervous, actual combat experience can only be accumulated through a lot of practice, let's continue!" Tang Lang thought in his heart: I don't dare to hard-connect your ice arrow spell, but if it is another auxiliary spell, it can be used to store energy.

The two started again, Zhao Feiyu gradually relaxed, and the speed of casting spells became faster and faster, mixed with various auxiliary spells in the middle, Tang Lang deliberately pretended to be struggling to dodge, but in fact, he had already collected several spells in secret, and did not stop until the other party's spiritual power was exhausted.

"Classmate Tang, you are so powerful, I have been dodged by you all of my attacks so many times!" Although Zhao Feiyu was exhausted, he was very excited, and he lost the raw point he had at the beginning.

Tang Lang secretly checked the energy reserve of the system, which had increased from 2 points to 10 points, which was really encouraging, and he also said happily: "Classmate Zhao, you rest for a while, and we will come again!"

Zhao Feiyu shook his head and said, "No! I only have five spirit vortices now, and my spiritual power will be easily exhausted, before I am promoted to a spell master, the academy will not teach the method of meditation, and I can only rely on natural recovery, and it is estimated that it will not be able to do it until tomorrow." ”

Tang Lang felt a little pity, but he quickly agreed: "No problem, tomorrow will be tomorrow!

Zhao Feiyu also smiled and said, "Okay, I'll come back tomorrow!" Classmate Tang, you are still a free sparring partner, right?"

Tang Lang rolled his eyes: "Classmate Zhao, how can you care about this sparring fee? If you plan to hire us as a sparring partner for a long time, you still have to consider some expenses appropriately!"

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When Jiang Dali heard this, he immediately became interested: "It sounds delicious! Is it even better than the college cafeteria?"

Zhao Feiyu frowned and said, "How can the canteen be compared to Minghai Restaurant......?

"Stop! You two are really foodies, you can't stop when it comes to delicious food! Okay, okay, okay! That's it, before the final test, we will give you free sparring, and then we will have to charge!" Tang Lang quickly interrupted the food discussion between the two and happily agreed.

As he was talking, the door of the room was knocked several times, and a voice asked loudly, "Senior Brother Zhao, are you inside?" Hurry up and open the door. Listening to the voice, it should be the previous senior He Shan, Zhao Feiyu hurriedly opened the door.

He Shan looked around and asked with a wary face: "Senior Brother Zhao, the two of them didn't play any tricks, right? I think you should find two powerful sparring partners, and the senior will pay for you, you don't have to worry." ”

Zhao Feiyu didn't hear the derogatory meaning in He Shan's tone, and said happily: "Senior, Classmate Tang is very good, and he also explained to me the experience of spell fighting, I have been dodged by Classmate Tang more than ten times just now, he is very powerful!"

"Impossible! The two of them are just students of the junior martial arts class, and I know several powerful students in their current class, they are not very powerful characters, how can they all dodge! You two say by yourself, what means did you use to deceive my junior brother Zhao?" He Shan didn't believe that Tang Lang could dodge all the spells at all.

Jiang Dali was also angry when he heard this: "This senior, classmate Zhao is right, Tang Lang did dodge all the attacks just now, why do you say that we are lying?"

He Shan's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "Oh! His name is Tang Lang? I have a little impression of this name, as if I have heard it mentioned by others." Come to think of it, you're the waste of the fifth class of the junior martial arts, it's up to you, hum!"

"Tang Lang, he's not a waste!" Jiang Dali's eyes widened angrily, and his eyes were about to erupt with fire.

"Vigorously!" Tang Lang hurriedly dragged him behind him and said in a cold voice: "This senior Heshan, the person who hired us is classmate Zhao, as long as he is satisfied with our sparring partner, what does it have to do with you!"

He Shan didn't expect that the two little guys in the junior class would dare to refute him face to face, and said gloomily: "You are not too daring, you dare to talk to me like this! I am the senior of the intermediate class, how can you be so rude?"

"There's nothing to do with you here, you have to run over and make trouble by yourself, and you think we don't give you face, why?" Tang Lang sneered.

He Shan's face turned pale: "Okay! Okay! Okay! Aren't you a free sparring partner?" Now I'll hire you, show me your hands, and show me that if you can resist my ten moves, I will not only apologize to you, but also pay you ten gold coins, do you dare?"

Jiang Dali was a little anxious when he heard this: "Senior He Shan, you are a student of the intermediate class, you should find a senior with comparable strength to practice." How can you ask the two of us to be sparring partners?"

"That's not daring!Senior Brother Zhao, I'll just say that the two of them are liars, now you can always believe it, you don't even have the courage to be a martial artist!" He Shan laughed arrogantly.

"Senior He, classmate Tang, they are really not liars, I ......" Zhao Feiyu was about to explain, but was interrupted by Tang Lang.

"Why don't you dare to earn gold coins! But I have one condition, although it is said that sparring partners cannot fight back, but senior, you are a student of the intermediate class, and your strength is strong, and I haven't even graduated from the junior class yet. So you have to agree that I can fight back, everyone fights fairly!"

"Okay, I'll let you fight back, can you still be a well-known waste in the junior class, and you can't match me?" He Shan was worried that Tang Lang would regret it, so he hurriedly agreed.

The two walked into the ring, Jiang Dali and Zhao Feiyu were very nervous watching the battle under the stage, no one noticed that there was a figure standing at the door of the room looking in, it was the middle-aged janitor on the second floor.

Tang Lang stood still in the corner of the ring, holding a shield in his left hand and a wooden short blade in his right hand, leaning forward to be on guard, and He Shan said with a grin: "Three moves are enough to deal with you!"

In the end, it is an intermediate student, and his mastery of mortal-level spells is not the same as Zhao Feiyu's, and when he raises his hand, there are three fireballs, among which there is a shadow-like sluggish spell hidden in the firelight.

Tang Lang carried the newly learned wind-chasing legs under his feet, and with a little force on his legs, the whole person jumped out a few steps, three fireballs grazed his body, and the power of Kaishan's palm slapped towards He Shan through the round shield in his hand, so frightened that the other party couldn't help retreating, and Tang Lang did not take advantage of the momentum to pursue, but quietly let the sluggish spell hit the body, absorbing it into the system space, and smiled slightly: "It's already a move!"

He Shan suddenly felt a nameless fire surging into his heart, and shouted: "You dare to tease me!" His hands were like electricity, and he instantly unleashed a dazzling spell: first, an earthen wall spell was blocked in front of him to prevent Tang Lang from attacking in close quarters, and then fireballs and ice arrows flew towards the opponent in a row, sealing all the angles of Tang Lang's dodge, and at the same time, there were several whirlwind spells circling around.

Even if it is an apprentice of spells, casting so many spells in one breath still makes He Shan's face a little pale, but he looks quite proud: "Such a fierce attack is difficult for the students of the intermediate martial arts class to resist, see how you dodge, quickly kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, otherwise you will definitely be seriously injured." ”

Tang Lang also had a dignified face, and his feet were well founded, and he was not allowed to shuttle between the fireballs and ice arrows, but he was unharmed.

He Shan was shocked, and hurriedly drove the whirlwind spell to surround Tang Lang, Tang Lang deliberately sold a flaw, so that two of the whirlwinds passed by, and it seemed that he was swept into the whirlwind, but in fact, he once again included it in the system space, and he stumbled under his feet, pretending to fall.

Seeing this, He Shan laughed: "I'll just say, it won't take three moves to make you obey!"

Tang Lang took advantage of the situation to roll on the ground, came to the earth wall, and hit the ground with a shield, helping him jump high, and his legs instantly kicked out countless leg shadows on the wall, and the not very strong earth wall fell down in response, pressing He Shan under the wall.

"Oops!" He Shan was smashed by the wall fragments and howled loudly, the body of the spell master was already weak, and he almost lost his back under the wall, Tang Lang didn't want to make a big deal about it, he took a few steps forward, pulled the other party's collar and wanted to pull it out from under the wall, he didn't want the hem of He Shan's robe to be held against a sharp clod of soil, although the person was rescued, the hem of the robe was torn off, and the two calves were all ground out of dozens of blood marks by the clods.

"You!" He Shan almost turned his back on his anger, the sorcerer had always regarded himself as handsome, but now he had become unclothed, covered in dust and blood, worse than the beggars outside the city, and his face was almost dripping blood.

Tang Lang gently patted the dust on his body and deliberately quipped: "Senior He, why were you smashed by your own earthen wall spell, this is too careless!"

"You deceive people too much!" He Shan's eyes erupted with fire, but his hands were firmly held down by the other party, and he couldn't do anything if he wanted to cast a spell.

Tang Lang waved his hand casually and said: "Senior He, although we have just fought for two moves, there is no way for you to continue the competition in your current appearance, and I rescued you from under the wall, so you owe me a favor no matter what." It's not too much to judge me to win, isn't it?"