The students in the Star Meteorite class are almost all middle-aged, and the grades are generally in LV7-LV9.

Roland LV8, just right to deal with this class.

The people of the obsidian class are roughly in LV5-LV7, beta LV6, and it is just right.

On the bright side, the levels of Roland and Beta seem to be a little worse than the elites of these two classes, but many times, when the data panel does not reach the crushing, the victory or defeat of the battle is not purely based on the data of the character panel.

Besides, when it comes to the data of the character panel, the son of gold is a cut higher.

Although Roland is LV8, if you only talk about the attribute panel, he is a little higher than most LV10 mages.

Beta is a god-descendant nobleman, comprehensive all-round, and the highest comprehensive growth value of all classes with all attributes.

It's just that the core expertise of the profession is too extreme, and the main ability is still inclined to form a knight order and conduct group battles.

Therefore, his ability in solo combat is only excellent at best, not top-notch.

But it's also the type that is less than the top and more than the bottom.

It's still more than enough to deal with mages of the same level, or who don't have stats to crush them.

Besides, both of them have experienced quite a bit of combat and are nothing among players, but for game NPCs, both of them are killing gods.

And the students in the Red Magic Tower, no matter which class they are, most of them are academy mages.

Roland walked out of the classroom and went straight to the Starmeteorite class.

Beta turned around and went to block the obsidian class's doorway.

At this time, it was the end of class, and many middle-aged magicians came out of the Starfall Mine class.

Roland stood in the middle of the road not far from the door.

And in the distance behind him, a group of Ruby Class people watched from afar.

Some of them followed Beta to the Obsidian class to watch the play.

A group of middle-aged magicians came out chatting and saw Roland in the middle of the road.

Because the class is held every five years, they have been here for ten years, so whether it is the classmates in this class or the people in the obsidian class, they all know each other.

Roland, on the other hand, was a new face, dressed in magical robes, and was clearly a student of the new Ruby class.

A kid who has just entered school dares to stand in the middle of the road?

After a slight pause, the group stopped, and they looked at each other in some surprise.

Finally, a middle-aged man walked straight towards Roland.

In this case, if Roland doesn't take the initiative to say hello, according to the unspoken rules of the Red Magic Tower, he must give way.

But Roland remained unmoved.

The middle-aged mage who walked over looked slightly annoyed, and then he stretched out his hand to point at Roland as he walked, and began to chant the incantation at the same time.

The cold magic condensed at the tips of his fingers, and he was about to launch the ice magic, but at that moment, a huge blue fist came at him, so fast that almost everyone could not react.

Directly punched the magician away, flew upside down more than ten meters, and fell back to the feet of the group of people.

Although the magician spat blood, at least it was not life-threatening.

In the Starfall Mine class, someone immediately applied a light healing spell to the injured mage.

Anger grew in the crowd.

Another good-looking middle-aged man took a few steps forward, he looked at Roland coldly, and asked, "Boy, what do you mean by that?" ”

"I heard that there is a rule here, as long as you win, you don't have to make way for the seniors, and you don't have to run errands for the seniors." Roland said very gently: "So I will give it a try, after all, I don't like to be called by others." ”

It turned out that I was here to challenge.

The students of the Starfall Mine class all felt great anger coming out of their hearts.

As the proud sons of heaven who are about to 'graduate' and may enter the master level in three or four years, they were actually provoked by the newcomers to the ruby class who were at least ten years younger and had just started.

Uncle can bear it, but aunt can't bear it.

The middle-aged man first put a magic shield on himself, and then pointed at Roland and said as he walked forward: "What do you think you are, take advantage of Cardo's inattention to sneak attack, as long as you are prepared......"

Roland didn't listen to his nonsense, flicked his fingers again, and the giant blue hand beside him clenched his fist and hit it again, and at the same time, three blue mage hands appeared on the left and right of the middle-aged man.

Four giant fists kept pounding at the middle-aged mage.

Each punch had nearly four tons of power, and each punch would cause the middle-aged mage's magic shield to ripple with huge ripples.

The middle-aged mage's mana was consumed at an extremely fast rate, and he couldn't even chant magic, after all, it was not easy to use magic with a huge loss of mana.

Three seconds later, the middle-aged mage's magic shield broke, and he was sent back into the crowd with a punch.

The four mage hands flew back to Roland's side.

The middle-aged mage spat blood, looked at Roland depressedly, and then fainted.

"Next."

Roland's smile was as gentle as the breeze of early spring.

Next, four middle-aged mages came out to deliver the 'human head', and after a total of six people were beaten to vomit blood, there were already sixteen mage hands floating around Roland.

The sixteen mage hands hold the 'Flower' gesture and levitate behind Roland's head in the style of the 'Thousand-Armed Guanyin', forming a huge circle.

The momentum is overwhelming, as if a great power has descended.

Looking at the six companions lying on the ground, no one dared to step forward again, but someone asked out loud: "Sixteen mage hands, and they are so huge, what kind of magic are you?" ”

A normal mage's hand, about the size of an adult's arm,

"Create your own magic." Roland smiled: "I call this combination technique 'Convincing People with Reason'. ”

A group of middle-aged men, plus a middle-aged woman, had quite ugly expressions.

They could see that these mage hands were flying very fast, capable of attacking before they could cast spells, and that each punch was incredibly powerful.

Even with a magic shield, it won't last long.

was blocked by a freshman at the door of the classroom, and no one could deal with him.

But who's on it?

They are all academic mages, majoring in magical knowledge, theory, nodalism, enchantment, etc.

When it comes to academic things, they think they're much better than the kid in front of them.

Combatable...... They don't have much experience.

Now they finally understood why the elder-level mentors said that in order for a mage to truly become a battle mage, he must at least be able to instantaneously perform all the magic below the third level.

If you can't use the spell instantly, you can't beat this kid in front of you at all.

This kid is a routine from beginning to end, attacking first, but they just can't crack it.

At this moment, another middle-aged man came out of the classroom.

Seeing him, the old seniors of this group of starmeteorite classes seemed to see the backbone.

"Naxero, you're finally giving up."

This middle-aged man is not handsome, but when he came out, his expression was quite calm and calm, and even gave people a feeling like a spring breeze.

The man nodded to his classmates, then smiled at Roland, "It seems that you have misunderstood us." ”

"There's no misunderstanding, I'm just challenging the rules." Roland smiled and said, "If you want to fight, don't talk so much nonsense." ”

Naxero frowned, then smiled lightly, and he said in a persuasive tone: "Young man, it seems that you should have been born into a family of battle mages and are very good at fighting, but you are not yet a master, and you ...... A real academic mage, the upper limit is not something that a battle mage like you can reach, your means are too simple, it is not difficult to crack, my classmates are just not used to fighting. ”

Roland sighed: "Who understands what you say, if you want to fight, you will fight, and if you don't fight, you will admit defeat directly, I don't have so much time to talk to you." ”

A chill flashed in Naxero's eyes, and he took two steps forward and held out his hand to Roland.

The bright silver lightning chain instantly hit Roland's body.

Naxero is the squad leader of the Starfall Mine class, he is very good at shaping magic, he is a genius of this faction, and most of the second-level magic, he can already instantaneously.

Seeing that the lightning chain hit Roland, and the mage hand behind Roland hadn't moved yet, a group of middle-aged people were about to shout happily.

But at the moment of watching, their cries were blocked in their throats.

The lightning chain did hit Roland, but it wandered around him.

A seemingly thin magical shield blocked the lightning chain.

Roland smiled at the corners of his mouth, and sixteen mage hands flew towards Naxero at the same time.

Just as he was about to hit the Nexero, the man suddenly disappeared.

Then he suddenly appeared behind Roland, and with a loud sound of brushing the ground, a ring of white ice burst out, 'fixing' Roland in place.

Although the ice was blocked by the magic shield, the shield was temporarily stuck by the thick layer of ice.

Roland was 'frozen' in place.

Removing the magic shield will break the adhesion, but the problem is that it takes time for the magic shield to be removed, at least five seconds, and it is stupid to remove the magic shield during combat.

Roland looked at the thick ice beside him, a little speechless.

Teleportation and the ice ring are one of his favorite routines, but he didn't expect that this time he was actually tricked by someone else.

After freezing Roland, Naxero teleported again, appearing thirty meters away, and his voice came from afar: "I just found out, the limit distance of your mage's hand is twenty-five meters, I am safe in this position, and you can't move, as long as I use spells above level three, even if you need to chant time, you can't escape, you will lose......"

Roland smiled and flicked his fingers, and his whole body suddenly appeared next to Nexero, and the distance between the two was less than three meters.

At the same time, Roland exuded his own spiritual power, interfering with the surrounding magical elements...... For the time being, there was no way for Naxero to use teleportation, and of course not himself.

But the problem is that Roland still has sixteen mage hands by his side.

Looking at the miserable face of Naxero, Roland smiled: "What a coincidence, I can also teleport." ”

Then, sixteen mage fingers pointed at the enemy, taking turns throwing quick punches.

Every punch hit an afterimage, a gurgling sound, and even a vision illusion of a heavy punch barrage.

Bang Bang

In less than a second, the magic shield of that Xero was declared broken.

Flew upside down more than ten meters away.

Roland then teleported back to the middle of the road at the door of the classroom, looked at a group of stunned middle-aged people, and said slowly, "Next!" ”