Chapter 8: Young Isbon

In front of Herlo was a muscular man, about the size of Drey, with a man-tall giant sword behind him.

At this moment, he stared at the little guy in front of him with a pair of wide eyes, although he was not a too powerful warrior, but he also had the level of a fourth-level warrior, and his physical strength was many times stronger than that of ordinary people, and the young man in front of him collided with him but only took a few steps back, but he still had a tendency to be unstable, which made him unsteady.

"You're walking with your eyes hitting me?" said Helo, rubbing his forehead.

Hearing this, the warrior immediately made a fierce look, bent down, put his face directly in front of Helo, and said: "Little ghost, but you hit me, I see that you are in good physical fitness, why is you also a little warrior." ”

Helo immediately made a frightened look and said, "Oh, you actually saw it, I didn't hurt you just now." ”

As soon as the words came out, the warrior was stunned for a second, and then a burst of laughter suddenly came from behind, "Haluha, Ufrik, have you been taunted by a little ghost?"

"Ulfric, you won't really get hurt by this imp, haluha. ”

"Your glory as a warrior has been insulted, Ulfric. ”

The laughter came naturally from the companions of the warrior named Ulfric, who were clearly not afraid of big things, and constantly mocked Ulfrik.

And Helo is holding his hands on his chest, looking indifferent, this warrior is obviously provoking trouble, Ulfric's companions are not afraid of big things, Helo is not afraid of big things, he can clearly perceive that these fighters in front of him are only level 6 warriors at most, one of the old men can't sense it, it may be a higher-level powerhouse, but not to mention whether they can fight, even if they can fight, it is enough to clean up most of their people, not to mention that there are ninth-level masters like Dre and Gintama.

"Little ghost, you insult me!" Ulfric heard the ridicule of his companion, and looked at Helo with an indifferent look, and actually became angry, and was about to pull out the giant sword behind his back.

"No, you're so angry. Helo still looked like he wasn't afraid of big things, and pretended to be surprised.

"Enough!"

However, at this moment, a loud sound came out, and at the same time, behind Ufrik, a black mist of light flashed away and directly enveloped the former, and in the next second, Ufrik seemed to have used all his strength, and sat directly on the ground with weak legs and gasped.

"Master Isbon?" asked Ulfrick, turning his head in confusion.

Between the group of warriors, a thin figure slowly walked out, this was a young man of the same age as Helo, his face was a little pale but it didn't affect the handsome face, the face of a handsome woman would be jealous, the magician dark magic he had just cast - weak, it was obvious that he was a dark magician.

Seeing the appearance of this young man, Helo's brows suddenly wrinkled, how powerful his spiritual power is, in the previous dialogue, he has been using his spiritual power to detect the strength of several people opposite, but he didn't find the young man who came out later, logically speaking, Helo's seven elemental affinities are full, with innate spiritual sense, whether it is magic fluctuations or fighting qi fluctuations, it is extremely sensitive to him, but this young man has even avoided Helo's innate spiritual sense, and as a dark magician, it can be seen how strong his concealment ability is。

Helo narrowed his eyes and made eye contact with the young man, who could be deduced from the magic he had just cast that the young man was at least a fifth-level magician.

"Sorry, my companion was just offended. Despite that, Ispen only nodded to Helo.

Since everyone said so, Helo naturally didn't want to say anything, and nodded to the other party.

"You're here to sign up for Vincent's Academy of Magic Martial Arts. Ispen asked.

"How do you know the Dao?" Helo wondered.

"I don't think the heirs of that family would choose the mediocre Demon Martial Academy. Ispen smiled lightly, and then said, "I am also a student of the Vincent Academy of Magic Martial Arts, and I look forward to meeting you at the Academy." After saying that, without waiting for Helo to say anything, he directly beckoned the soldiers to leave, while Ufric was helped out of the hotel by several other fighters.

"That family...... Which family is it?" Herro frowned, it was not the first time he had heard the words "that family", and from some words and phrases, Herro could also tell that this was a very powerful family, even the Holy Rank Warrior Kemir was afraid at the beginning, but he really couldn't understand why everyone would regard him as a member of that family, "Do they feel that my family is very powerful?"

As he spoke, Helo couldn't help but make a strange expression when he remembered a few dilapidated houses in his family, "No. ”

"Ha Luha, Drey, your disciple is quite interesting!" A hearty laugh came from a corner of the hotel, and suddenly, Helo and his party were slightly stunned, looking in that direction suspiciously.

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On Aquamarine Street, Ispen hurriedly walked down the street, his face was expressionless, his handsome face was gloomy as if it was about to drip water, although the entourage behind him didn't know what was going on, but they knew that this time Ispen was really angry.

"Master Isbon......" called Ulfric, walking behind Isbon himself.

"Are you embarrassed to call me?" Ispen stopped and turned to look at Uffric, his dark pupils looking like an abyss.

"Master Isbon, aren't they just a few hillbillies, why should we avoid them? Another attendant saw something and asked.

"How many hillbillies, do you just look at your clothes to tell people?" said Ispen, glaring at Ufrik. "Do you know how much trouble this idiot has caused me this time!"

"You just said that he is the heir of that family, is that family one of the few families that compete with our family?" asked an old man.

"Our family?Grandpa Boyle, don't be kidding, although our family has a deep heritage, it is only a subsidiary family of the Dark Church, and that young man's family has the strength to turn an empire into history in an instant, not to mention our family, even the Dark Church is just a grain of sand in their eyes. Ispen sneered.

Hearing this, the old man named Boyle was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and then said, "Could it be the Nabarro family or the heir of the Ozsail family?"

Ispen snorted coldly and said: "Although these two families are strong, they are not qualified to provoke that family, this time I heard that the heir of that family is going to go out to practice, it may be this young man, this is a taboo in the mainland, Grandpa Boyle, you should not ask." ”

After a few simple conversations, Ufric beside him was stunned, if it wasn't for Ispen to stop him just now, his own life and even the fate of his family might have been buried in his hands.

"And even if we just started, we didn't win the slightest chance, throwing away the combat power of this young man, the strong man behind him was the leader of the Beast Pioneer Regiment of the Ozsele family ten years ago, Drey, he was a physical strength that reached the eighth level warrior, and the black-haired young man next to him was also a strong man of the same generation, his dark aura was much stronger than mine, and the pressure he gave me was not weaker than that young man, not to mention, the ninth-level silver wolf king we saw before was also their magical beast, and our strongest combat power was only the eighth-level warrior of Grandpa Boyle。 ”

Ispen's words fell, and the entourage behind him all gasped, the group of "hillbillies" just now actually hid such a terrifying strength, and Yuan Shucheng was really not to be underestimated.

(After four hours of driving, I finally arrived home, and I offered two more)