The bustling crowd poured towards the venue, the scene was still quite spectacular, Aslant College adopted the general school system planned by the Tour of France, implemented a five-year teaching system, and enrolled about 500 people every year, which means that there are now about 2,500 people attending the morning meeting, although everyone has come first, the time is not completely staggered, and there are still many people. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The monthly meeting will be held in the Yaofa Hall of Aslant Academy, which has been established for hundreds of years, this rule has never changed, Yaofa Hall is the oldest building in Aslante, the architectural style is very old-fashioned, and the repair is square, reflecting that this is a serious place, it has been renovated several times, and it does not look old.

At its entrance stands a stone statue with round-rimmed glasses, a book in hand, and a serious face, commemorating Louis Williams, the great mage of the Tour of France, who founded the first mage academy and thus has a high status in the hearts of the academic mages, most of whom do not believe in the gods, and who are more willing to pursue their predecessors who left the truth than those who have no ethereal beliefs.

When the gods disappear, the mages rise, and there is a necessary causal connection.

Russell asked Minos to stay at the door and wait for him, and walked into the Yaofa Hall alone, which was magnificent and bright, making people unconsciously serious and focused.

Nearly half of the people inside were already seated in their seats, and Russell also walked to his place. The allocation of seats is carried out according to the dormitory number, not according to the class, what is your dormitory number, the corresponding seat is which area, for example, Russell lives in dormitory 13, his seating area is the 13th district, and then just sit in the 13th district.

There are no classes, only grades, and fifth-year students are graduates. Classes such as Introduction to the Fire Element, Force Field Analysis, Advanced Magic Cultivation, and Detailed Explanation of Basic Spells will be held every few days, and each class has a complete class time, and the lecturer will not change to ensure the integrity of the knowledge system. The course schedule will be displayed in each area of the college, so that you can know the relevant information and choose the course to match.

There are no compulsory courses here, only electives, and it is up to you to choose which direction you want to develop, so people who are capricious and capricious can't learn things, and if you don't worry about the assessment, whether you want to go to class or not depends on your own will, these are the disadvantages of a high degree of freedom.

In addition, if the lower grades feel that the level is sufficient, they can go to the classes of the higher grades, or if the senior students want to make up for the foundation, they can also do the same.

Soon, a steady stream of students filled the entire hall of Shine Fa.

"This position is mine."

The muscular mage walked up to Russell, his voice was low, tall and strong, and his muscles bulged the robe, which looked nondescript, rare among mages.

There are so many people here, why are you looking for me?

Am I in a better position?

Russell wondered, could it be that he really has the aura of the protagonist and attracts all hatred?

Glancing at him, Russell didn't want to talk to him.

"Look, Tyrone has found Russell this time!"

"Doesn't Russell know that it's Tyrone's fixed seat?"

"Didn't Tyrone hear about Russell? Do the same to those who have made great contributions on the battlefield? ”

"What does this guy dare not do, Harlotson used to sit in his place, and he has to give way here, the Yaofa Hall explicitly prohibits the use of spells, not to mention that Russell's matter is true or not, even if it is true, is his physique Tyrone's opponent?"

"I think, Russell's story is eighty percent fake, a month ago it was still the tail of a bronze crane, how could he get the Medal of Glory!"

"Who's to say it's not, you see, he doesn't even dare to look Tyrone in the eye."

“……”

The people around him talked fiercely, and the topic became more and more distant.

Russell sat at the edge of the last row, listening to what others were saying about him, and found that most people did not believe the rumors about him, which showed that his negative image in the past was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and everyone looked down on him, and there was a lot of ridicule in his words, thinking that he was weak and bullied.

"I repeat, get out of the way, this is my place."

Seeing that Russell didn't move, Tyrone raised his voice and spoke more aggressively. He was angry, this is the fixed seat he has been sitting on for a few years, the area will change, but his position will not change, because of his taller stature, he is used to sitting on the edge of the last row, the space is relatively spacious, and it will not make him feel crowded.

But today, it's just a step too late, and the position is occupied.

This is a provocation!

It's been a long time since an ignorant second stunned person dares to take his place, so this must be a provocation, and he will teach a lesson to those who dare to provoke him.

Especially when he found out that his place was occupied by the nearest campus hotspot Russell, and the onlookers around him were more enthusiastic, this idea was even more inflated.

Medal of Glory?!

Ha, don't be funny!

With him, is he worthy?

Let me debunk this false rumor and expose his truth!

"Where are you?"

Russell looked at him playfully with the corners of his mouth raised. Not to mention that Russell didn't remember it, even if he knew, he wouldn't take it seriously. Clearly stipulate that you can sit casually in your own area, how can you say "my place"?

"Want to let it? It's late! ”

Tyrone crackled his fist, and he grinned and stretched out his left hand to grab Russell, trying to pull Russell up from his seat.

Facing his hand, Russell stood up, did not dodge or dodge, and stretched out his right hand to fight.

Bite off more than one can chew.

How could Russell's small body be Tyrone's opponent, can it last for a second?

Seeing that Russell not only did not dodge, but instead faced Tyrone head-on, this was everyone's idea. Tyrone's strength is relatively high in the academy, with strong physical abilities, there are not many mages who can vigorously exercise their bodies, and in this place where the use of spells is prohibited, he is the strongest in the academy, so he can occupy a place here.

However, the expected episode of Russell's instant subduing did not happen, and Russell grabbed Tyrone's wrist stiffly, his wrist was so thick that Russell couldn't even wrap it around.

What the?

Tyrone looked down on Russell, so he didn't use all his strength, and he was surprised, he didn't expect Russell to be able to catch him.

So he increased his efforts to break free, and he did everything he could to do so, only to find that even if Russell couldn't fully hold his wrist, he was still stuck in that hand, unable to break free.

How can it be?!

He exerted his strength to feed, continued to exert force, his arms began to tremble, and under the high-intensity power output, he was already weak.

On the other hand, Russell grabbed Tyrone's wrist and twisted it, but he still grasped it firmly, and restrained him lightly.

Just looking at the strength, the two are in the middle of the two, but Russell has a much higher than him, and has stepped into the 'extraordinary' realm [Physique 20], once a certain attribute reaches 20 points, it will produce a qualitative change and obtain a specialty trait, which many second-order professionals cannot reach.

But Russell did it, and as a mage!

Therefore, even if his strength value is not higher than that of the opponent, his endurance, control, and strength durability are too much higher than the opponent's, and he can be easily crushed.

"You think your brain is full of muscles?"

Even if it is a competition of strength or battle between warriors, it is not who has big muscles and big body is powerful, there are more muscular and strong men in the north, that is the difference of race, is it really necessary to really fight? Tyrone's level is far worse, and he can be horizontal in the mage pile.

Russell mocked mercilessly, and continued to exert force, twisting Tyrone's entire wrist one hundred and eighty degrees, making a crackling bone cracking sound.

"Ahh

Tyrone let out a scream that echoed through the amplified Hall of the Dharma.

All eyes were on him.

"Where are you?"

Russell slapped Tyrone in the face, making his face distorted by pain even uglier. Usually Russell is a good-natured person, he doesn't like to do things badly, and he is willing to talk to people well, if Tyrone seriously discusses the seat issue with him and explains the reason well, he may not be willing to give in.

But how old are you when you talk so impulsively?

When the other party has to make inches and knock on the door, he will not tolerate it.

"Speak."

Russell looked at him coldly, his eyes were like ice in the depths of winter, making onlookers shiver.

"Whose position?"

Another slap in the face. Tyrone's face was swollen from the beating, and saliva was scattered in the sky.

He wanted to dismantle Russell in his heart, but he could only grit his teeth tightly and refused to speak, he knew that he had kicked the iron plate, and his face was gone, once he loosened his mouth, it would become a joke and a black spot that he couldn't wash away, which he couldn't bear.

"Backbone."

Another slap in the face. Tyrone vomited blood from his mouth and knocked out several of his teeth.

Russell was ashamed of this, an inferior person did not need such a noble quality to be whitewashed, and the pressure he exerted on Tyrone's arm became more and more intense, and with one more slight movement, the bones of his arm would be completely broken from the joints.

"You can not speak."

Russell smiled faintly, "But then your arm is gone, what about the selection battle?" Your future will be dark and there will be no way out. ”

However, this smile fell into Tyrone's eyes, and it was as terrible as the devil.

Tyrone was desperate in his heart, he remembered the importance of the selection battle, remembered the beautiful future he had painted in his heart, lowered his head, and said in a hoarse voice:

"This is your place."

"I was wrong, Russell, I'm sorry..."

It is not difficult to win a person, but it is difficult to convince a person.

Russell doesn't need him to be convinced, he just needs the other party to have a convincing attitude in front of everyone, it's just that he can stand up, and the goal can be achieved.

This is just the beginning.

Russell looked around, everyone looked at him with frightened eyes, and in the face of this gaze, Russell could only smile bitterly and whisper, "It's like I'm a villain." ”

Maybe he was cruel, but he wasn't at fault.