Forty-first cycle.

A deserted classroom in the middle of nowhere at Hogwarts.

Professor Flitwick and William stood opposite each other on opposite sides of the room.

William took out a mask from his robe, covered his face, tied a breastplate to his heart, took out his wand, and held it on his chest.

Professor Flitwick also drew his wand, but he didn't have a mask or breastplate.

He didn't need these things, because William couldn't hurt him at all.

Actually, William didn't want to bring it, he wanted a more realistic combat environment.

But Professor Flitwick wouldn't allow it.

Once he fights, although he will control his strength, there will always be a time when he misses.

Those two pieces of equipment, both of which are made by goblins, have a stronger defensive ability than the "armor protection", which can weaken most of the spell damage and protect key parts in time.

Of course, it is not that William is not allowed to be injured, but to protect the key parts to prevent him from dying directly before he is sent to the school hospital.

Such measures are absolutely necessary.

In his previous life, William had heard of a beginner martial arts who had only practiced five or six classes, and was called over by his own coach to "make up the field" for other people's events.

However, the opponent is a Muay Thai gold winner who claims to be "19 years old and few people in the world can fight".

The difference in strength between the two players was very large, and in less than 40 seconds, the beginner was knocked out by the opponent and died in the hospital.

Professor Flitwick is certainly not an iron man, and he will not kill him, but he is stronger.

If he couldn't get his hands on the heat, Professor Flitwick could really be on his knees less than forty seconds into the game...... Pleaded with William not to die.

William would be resurrected at full health, but Professor Flitwick didn't know about it, so this protection had to be prepared.

Do a good job of starting work, neither side is silent.

William has been training for more than a month, but his goal now is to insist on completing ten effective attacks under the attack of Professor Flitwick.

William's wand was firmly grasped in his hand, without the slightest superfluous movement, and he could only rely on his youth, agility, and pursuit of speed and speed, rather than bells and whistles.

The distance between the two sides was five meters, and William's wand flicked to attack first.

"Faint!"

The green light shot straight into Professor Flitwick's head, and William didn't even look at the results, but rushed forward directly, his movements were clean and neat, and his body was whistling like the wind.

Professor Flitwick, who had not intended to give out his wand, had a sharp sparkle in his lazy eyes.

Without seeing how he swung his wand, he quickly shot out two blue lights, one blocking the sharp blow, and the other smashing straight into William's thigh.

The first blow was blocked, and William had expected that he had been blocked nearly forty times.

The first time, he stood there like a puppet. With a single spell, Professor Flitwick bounced back the "faint", and William fell to the ground.

The more repeated battles, he gradually developed some of his own fighting skills.

It would be a mistake to spell the waves, he was certainly no match for Professor Flitwick, he needed speed and more reflexes.

Speed is able to dodge many spells in time, while reflexes are better able to counter in time.

It takes a second for the opponent to use a spell, you only need 0.5 seconds, and you will have the advantage.

During this time, William also began physical training in addition to arm strength.

Reflexes and speed can be trained, and the most basic thing is to have a good body.

Why do old wizards decline in power? In addition to the drastic reduction in magic, the most important thing is that the reflexes are far more than that of young people.

Similarly, a body with kidney deficiency will definitely not be a super strong combat master.

William leaped to his feet, drew a stunning arc, and his figure turned, dodging the blue spell before the second spell swept away.

"It's all petrified!"

Professor Flitwick showed a hint of surprise, where did he think that William, a little wizard, would perform so amazingly?

Yes, it can only be described as stunning.

William, a Muggle-born first-year wizard, showed more combat qualities than many fifth-year wizards, what kind of genius was this?

Where could Professor Flitwick think that this was actually because William trained with him every day and fed him for more than a month.

Professor Flitwick quickly relented in his light and retreated half a step with his left foot, shaking his right arm repeatedly.

A half-moon-shaped light, slashed down in the air, this magic was extremely domineering, and directly swept out William's 'all petrified', as if it was devastated, and suddenly magnified when it was two meters away from William.

William, who had seen this move for a long time, knew the power of this move, and he had to avoid its edge.

William suddenly used 'Swift Flying', his speed almost tripled, and in a flash of lightning, he managed to dodge the first wave of Professor Flitwick's attack.

But soon a second wave of attacks will come.

"Hang the Admiralty upside down!" William threw out the spell again.

This trick was learned from Professor Flitwick, and at one point, William was caught off guard and suspended in mid-air, thus losing his combat effectiveness.

William did not aim at Professor Flitwick, but at himself with extreme boldness.

His body spun, his speed increasing instead of decreasing, and combined with the 'Swift Fly' he had just cast, it was simply seamless, and when Professor Flitwick's spell erupted for the second time, he dodged the blow inadvertently, and then stood upside down on the ceiling, his feet firmly on his feet.

William had tried this combination many times, and the 'Upside Down Admiralty' was supposed to deal with the enemy, but he used it on himself to dodge many spells.

It's not that I haven't failed, and at the moment of handstand, if you can't hold your wand, you will become a target.

William really did it in one go this time, and the magic power of his whole body was endless. He breathed a sigh of relief, so much so that the spell he cast swept away with far greater power than before.

Six torches on the wall flew out of the stand, and the flames turned into a giant spear that filled most of the room and shot at Professor Flitwick.

Then it was no longer a fire spear, but a huge eagle, dyed with raging flames, and turned and slammed into William.

"Divided!"

William blew it up into black smoke, but within seconds, the black smoke deformed, solidified, and became a dense array of bladeless daggers, which shot again.

"Admiralty landed."

William fell from the ceiling, and the levitation charm was thrown out, slowing down the landing speed as he was about to hit the ground.

Without waiting to stand still, he rolled sideways, dodging a stun spell.

Professor Flitwick looked at William earnestly.

Although this battle had only been going on for a few minutes, he had not used all his strength at all, but ...... So far, William is simply beyond reproach!

The first-year wizard can actually do this level, this is not a genius, I'm afraid it's a demon, right?

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