The night at Linzhong Lake is quiet. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was no wind, no insects, and even the huge lake not far away seemed to have been silenced.

Zheng Qing leaned against a thick banyan tree, panting heavily, his arm holding on the trunk of the tree shook involuntarily, and even the air roots of the banyan tree swayed gently with his trembling.

It's so tiring to fight.

He couldn't help but glance at the armored horse tied to his legs, the runes outlined in cinnabar on the yellow paper were not all charred black, and a small part of them still showed a bright red color.

From the beginning to the present, not even five minutes have been used, and Zheng Qing already feels that he has become a dead dog.

Although the wizard didn't need to swing his fists to deal with his opponent like a barbarian, the continuous release of spells consumed a lot of his mind, and even though his face was still ruddy and his blood was still sufficient, his body still seemed to be hollowed out.

He shook his head, trying to stay focused.

Maybe only the characters in the comic books can punch Beihai, kick Nanshan, fight three thousand miles, and have the strength to hold his beloved girl for a few shots, Zheng Qing is running the train in his mind.

It's a pity that this is the school.

And he is just a little scholar who is powerless.

So now he was holding the Dharma book, leaning against the big tree, glaring viciously at the stinky fish-man opposite, hoping to kill it with his gaze.

In fact, the fish-man on the other side didn't perform much better than him.

Due to prolonged exposure to the air, a layer of slimy liquid condensed on the surface of the fish-man's oily scales, making it look like it had just rolled in the mud. And its shiny dorsal fin has also dried up due to lack of water and lost its luster. Even those big round eyes were covered with bloodshot under the continuous tumbling of qi and blood, which was terrifying.

Forcing an aquatic creature to fight on land is an option that doubles the work with half the effort.

But Iseni had no other choice.

It must knock over the young wizard who was in the way before the other patrols arrived, in order to make it back to the bottom of the lake.

It must not be caught by the patrol, it said it to itself again in the back of its mind, and then boured its spirits, trying to squeeze the last of its strength out of the scales.

"Shhh...... The young man is inexperienced, but he has good talent. The fish-man opened his hideous mouth, unscrupulously showed off his sharp teeth, and commented in an old-fashioned manner: "If you just cast another spell, you can tie me up and ask for merit from those old men now." ”

Zheng Qing naturally wouldn't admit that he was in a sage time.

"When you do it, you naturally have to come and go. He looked at the fish-man who had come back to his senses, scowled his throat, smiled hard, and pulled out a stack of yellow rune paper from the gray cloth bag.

The moonlight appeared quiet and silent in the woods.

The crimson cinnabar handwriting on the yellow rune paper burned the fishman's vision like flames.

Iseni clenched his fists, retracted his dorsal fin, and slowly took a step back.

As one of the symbols of wizards, the talisman is a dangerous item that is especially deep in the memories passed down by the fishmen.

“... Hiss...... It's not good to fight with you wizards. The fish-man said in a sullen voice, shaking the joints around his body, and a crackling sound broke the silence in the forest once again.

"I'm not going to keep my hand. The tall fish-man issued a final warning: "I can smash that fist many times just now!"

Zheng Qing recalled the fist wrapped in the sound of waves a few minutes ago, and his mind was a little trance.

"In that case," he forced a smile, pressed one hand on the law book, and bared his teeth at the fishman: "If you can take my last move, I'll run away...... Never stand in your way. ”

This suggestion is very tempting.

Iseni, who had planned to rush up with his fist again, was stunned when he heard this, and then paused, his eyes revealing curiosity.

Then let the horses come and try it.

Zheng Qing understood the meaning in its eyes.

The corners of the young publicly-funded student's mouth hooked, and the law book under his hand once again appeared with a faint green halo.

"Although the talisman is powerful, it has a shortcoming. ”

"It's a very limited scope. ”

"A less capable caster must be close to the other party in order to effectively perform the function of the talisman...... In most cases, it even needs to be released close to the body. ”

Zheng Qing said in a loud voice, and with a splash of the situation, the pile of rune paper in his hand floated into the air like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

Iseni stared blankly at the red-robed wizard opposite, not knowing what kind of nerves he was experiencing.

Even with its not-so-brilliant mind, it could tell that the messy runes were not the slightest threat to him.

Despite this, the cautious young fish-man took a step back, completely avoiding the falling range of the runes.

In case this is another new trick developed by wizards.

Iseni gathered his breath and looked at the runes vigilantly, lest he accidentally catch the way.

"Ge Zhi Tan Xi ......"

Zheng Qing held the Dharma book in his left hand, and pressed his right hand on the mantra, his eyes were not focused, as if he was looking ahead, and as if he had seen it in all directions.

A pale green halo rose from the Dharma book and disappeared into the dark night around it.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of rattans the thickness of little fingers cut through the void, and in response to the eternal contract, they came to this world with teeth and claws, floating in mid-air.

"Hurry!"

Zheng Qing's right hand clenched into a fist.

Those slender rattans were like long snakes bouncing up, and they suddenly attacked, piercing the rune paper that was originally fluttering and ready to fall to the ground slowly.

In the blink of an eye, the runes were captured by the tiny silk vines on the rattan and hung on the rattan.

The rattan flutters gently in the wind.

The rune paper rubbed against the vine leaves, making a soft rustling sound.

"Go ahead!"

Zheng Qing's eyes froze, and his gaze fell on the fishman opposite.

The slender rattans bounced up in turn, like long whips, and whipped towards the tall fish-men.

Iseni had apparently never faced such an attack, and before he could react, he was whipped by the swift rattans.

And the green smoke of the rune paper also bombarded the thick scale armor of the fish-man in turn with the attack of the rattan.

In a matter of moments, the fish-man was crumbling.

Zheng Qing looked at the few suppression charms that were about to fall, and the corners of his mouth slowly bloomed into a bright smile.

It's over in a moment.

Uncle Verne, whether to reward five or seven credits, began to ponder the heart-wrenching question with great joy.

"I'm Ma Xuanhuang!"

A spell shot out from the depths of the woods and landed on the unsuspecting Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing seemed to have released more than a dozen spells at once, and the strength in his body was completely discharged in the blink of an eye. Then there was a flower in front of me, and the originally clear vision instantly blurred, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

"Those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety-nine ninety-nine ninety-nine. Thoughts crossed his mind, and his body collapsed uncontrollably to the ground.

I wanted to struggle, but I couldn't even move a finger.