One stands, the other lays. There was no other action for a while.

"Aren't you arrogant?" said Angle, laughing contemptuously. "Didn't you just shout that you were going to kill everyone around me? What's wrong? Now you don't have the strength? Lying on the ground like a dog, are you wagging your tail at me and begging for mercy?"

"If you have the ability, you will kill me. The silver-haired young man's face remained unchanged, as if there was no injury on his body, and his face was cold. "Don't you dare a trash like you, do you?

Angeliel's hand shook, and the crosssword flew out. He stabbed at the other man's chest, but under the hurried concession of the silver-haired youth, he screamed, and the tip of the sword nailed his right hand to the grass. For a while, the blood flowed like a pump.

"You can try to provoke me again. Angle's eyes narrowed. "I'll peel off the skin of your whole body and make an oil lamp, and then soak you in a poop full of maggots. ”

"You can try it. The silver-haired young man said expressionlessly. The massive loss of blood made his face even more unsightly. But his eyes still didn't waver. Staring at Anglie like a falcon. At the same time, his left hand dug through the soil little by little, and pulled out the cross sword, ignoring the fact that his nails were blurred by the dirt. Then he took out a small bottle of green ointment from his waist pouch and applied it to the palm of his hand, which had been pierced by the crucifixion. With a hissing sound, a wisp of green smoke suddenly rose from the wound, and the blood flow was stopped.

And Anglie stood still. Just watching his moves. The silver-haired young man lay on the ground and was extremely weak, and after struggling to heal the wounds on his hands and abdomen, he lay quietly on the grass and could not move.

Time ticked by. Both of them maintained their original movements without the slightest change.

"Stupid monkey, it doesn't taste good, he's seriously injured, he's lost a lot of blood, his mana and mental power are depleted, and he has a terrible headache, right?" Angli smiled gloatingly.

"The muscles of your whole body are paralyzed, and you are corroded by negative energy particles, and I am amazed that you can still speak. The silver-haired young man said disdainfully.

"You think you're better than me?" Anglie countered.

"Idiot!" the silver-haired young man rolled his eyes.

"Idiot!"

Neither of them spoke again.

Time passed quickly, and the sky grew dark. There was a faint murmur of strange roars and bird calls in the surrounding woods. At the foot of the trees on the ground, there are clusters of mushrooms glowing white and fluorescent. These glow-in-the-dark mushrooms illuminate the entire forest.

"If it weren't for the numbness of the muscles by the electricity," there was a hint of coldness in Angele's eyes.

"If you hadn't tricked a spell, you would have wasted your mental power and mana..."The silver-haired young man on the ground also whispered fiercely.

"You guy!" Angliel was furious, it was the first time he had encountered such a stubborn opponent.

"If you have a kind, come and kill me!" the silver-haired young man said in a cold tone. "You dare to use the negative energy particles of the necromantic system to increase your magic resistance, I don't know if you are alive or dead! ”

"You dare to overdraw your mental power to release spells, you guy has no mana to fight back and become a madman, and it's also lucky. "Anglie didn't give in.

Time passed again. Both of them were extremely weak due to severe regurgitation and sequelae, and they did not have any combat effectiveness at all. It can only be so deadlocked.

"Of the third-class apprentices I killed, there are not ten, but seven or eight, and it's the first time I've seen such a disgusting guy as you. The silver-haired young man suddenly spoke.

"It's also the first time I've met such a disgusting guy as you, how easy it is for me to kill with a sword, who can blame everyone for their miserable situation now?" Angliel said coldly.

The two of them were quiet again, both trying to reply before the other.

After a while.

The anger on the silver-haired young man's face gradually subsided.

Both of them felt unprecedented tricky for each other. After scolding each other for a while, both of them felt parched and mouthed, so they simply quieted down and regained their strength.

Two hours passed.

The silver-haired young man hesitated, but spoke first.

"Hey, what's your name? I don't want to admit it, but this is the first time I've encountered an opponent like you. When you die, your name will forever be in my book. ”

"I'll outlive you. Before asking for someone's name, you should give your own name. ”

"You guy," the silver-haired young man shook his head helplessly, "My name is Benedict, and I'm majoring in electricity. What college are you? You shouldn't be unknown. ”

"Angle, majoring in necromancy. Angliel said lightly.

"Necromancy...... Then you've spent so much time with me with wind energy!" Benedict was speechless. "What a talent. You don't just have two spells, do you?" he asked.

Angle: "......"

"I—" Benedict had a pained look on his face. "You freak!!"

Angle: "......"

Benedict only felt that his headache was worse. After being speechless for a while, he looked at Anglie with some curiosity.

"Hey, Anglich, you're not from Ram's Academy, are you?"

"You guessed it?" Angre nodded calmly. "I am surprised that there are people from Manchester in the kingdom of Ram's answer. ”

"I just came from the docks and went back to school, so I didn't think I'd run into you freak if I was looking for extra money. Benedict said helplessly, taking a deep breath, and he spoke again. "You say, now the two of us can't move, if there are robbers and beasts or something, then wouldn't it be easy to loot and kill two future powerful wizards? I guess it's going to be the biggest news of the year..."

Angle's face twitched, and he didn't speak.

But after a while, Angliel's face suddenly changed.

"I grass... You crow's mouth!" even he couldn't help but curse in Earthling.

"No—" Benedict heard a shredded footstep approaching the area. A wry smile spread across his face.

"Hey, how much strength do you have?" he whispered to Angele.

"If you can move, you don't need to be angry. Angliel glared at him.

"Me too, my head still hurts. But even if it's death!, no one can insult me!" Benedict's expression suddenly became firm, and he shook his hands with difficulty, and pulled an earthy yellow scroll from his bosom.

"This is the wizard's scroll spell..."Anglie gasped, "The least one that can be recorded on the scroll is a first-level spell, and you still have this." Won't you use it sooner?"

"If you use it, you will die. Benedict responded. "This is one of the spells that consume the most mental power in the first-level spells, and my current mental power is simply not enough to open it, so I can only guide the explosion, and then I will not distinguish between the enemy and me. ”

Anglie was speechless.

"But speaking of which, your magic resistance is very high, your mental strength is very strong, right? Maybe you can survive, if you do survive, can you do me a favor?" Benedict said suddenly.

"Say it. ”

"Help me tell Princess Lydiave of Santiago to stop waiting for me. ”

"If I can survive, I will. At this time, Angle's heart actually lost his previous anger towards Benedict, and more of a regret for the fall of an opponent of the same strength. "But maybe I'll die here with you, and then become a famous joke in the wizarding world in the future. ”

"It's a pity that I will never see the beautiful starry sky of my hometown again. Benedict had a look of loneliness on his face.

After a few moments...

"It's a pity that you have a long time to live. Angre interrupted. "We were lucky, the gang wasn't robbers, just a passing convoy. And we were not found. ”

The voices of people not far away from them became farther and farther away, and gradually disappeared and could not be heard.

"Uh," Benedict said with a hint of embarrassment, "though you don't have to die. But this time, after all, there is still something to gain. I finally got to know you unbeatable idiot trash. ”

"Stupid monkey who only discharges, are you just going to play tricks?" said Angle, with a sarcastic expression. "If it weren't for the fact that I have too few spells, you would be a fool like you, and you wouldn't even recognize your mother with just two words. "I have to say that some of the languages on the earth have been deeply processed, and their lethality is extremely amazing.

Benedict's face turned red all at once. "You damn idiot, a third-class apprentice who can't even learn all the spells, you... You ......" He couldn't find a more disgusting word to fight back, and his face turned red.

"Can I take your words as compliments?" Anglie smiled. "Or are you admitting that you're a fool in disguise? I can beat you so miserably even if I haven't learned all the spells. ”

"You ......!!" Benedict was furious. However, it was really difficult for him to fight back, after all, it was an indisputable fact that he was tricked into a spell.

The two fought for a long time, but after all, they could only talk about it. I don't know how long later, the two of them fell silent at the same time.

It was getting dark, and it was late into the night.

"Actually...... You're not as garbage as you think. Benedict said lightly.

"You monkey isn't as stupid as you think. Angre smiled.

Both of them suddenly realized something. They looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh quietly.

"You don't have to die for the people of Svida City, we are future official wizards, don't you think it's ridiculous to fight to the death for such a small benefit?" Angre said with a smile.

"It's not the same with you, we don't have a deep hatred between us at all. There's no need for you to die. It's weird, why do I want to kill you as soon as I see you?" said Benedict with a smile.

"Nice to meet you. Anglie. He had a sincere smile on his face. "Only the strong are qualified to walk with me. ”

"I never talk nonsense with the weak. Angliel smiled.

With a snort, Angre lunged at him, his sword slashing at Benedict on the ground.

(To be continued)