With a full eighteen attacks, dozens of collisions, the sky suddenly changed color, sparks shot out, and blood splattered. The phantom-like two men were intertwined and entangled one after the other, the axe shadows flying, and their figures flickered. It was not clear who had the upper hand at all, and only those teachers whose strength exceeded the level of advanced cultivators and had already crossed the threshold of the master level could see the details of the fierce battle.

The more I look at the brows of these teachers, the more strange I feel, why do some big men have to bypass the broken book in the other party's hand every time? Is it hard? It will be harder than the blade of an axe made of sterling silver? No one wants to believe this speculation.

Dozens of minutes later, after a violent collision, the fierce battle finally stopped, and two phantoms, one black and one white, retreated to both sides. Under the collision between the two just now, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the ground, and it was bottomless. A storm suddenly appeared, centered in the sky above the crack, and gusted winds in all directions, and the onlookers couldn't open their eyes.

Several teachers glanced at each other, and at the same time waved their sleeves, and the tornado that suddenly appeared over the crack immediately collapsed and dissipated invisibly.

Only then did everyone see clearly the two sides of the battle just now. The current situation has to be said to be very surprising, although the big man is only a gatekeeper, but every student understands the strength of this gatekeeper, that is a super strong man who has reached the level of high-level axe fighter.

However, in his current situation, he can't see a trace of a strong man's demeanor at all, but looks extremely embarrassed. Not only was his white clothes stained with blood, but his hair was unkempt and his body was constantly scarred. However, what makes people feel strange is that Dahan's clothes are not tattered, and all the injuries he suffered are the exposed body parts outside the clothes, mainly the face and arms.

In particular, the tiger's mouth has obviously cracked. And the black-robed figure not far from him was not much better than the big man's current situation. His jet-black clothes were stained with blood, his face was pale, his breathing was heavy, and his steps were a little unsteady.

"Who is he?"

"I don't know how to do it, but he's really powerful! He actually has such a strong strength! He should have the strength of a high-level cultivator. ”

"How is that possible! I've already probed his breath. At most, it is only the peak strength of an intermediate cultivator. ”

"Then how could he hold out for so long? And it seems that this boy still has a slight upper hand. ”

The students' comments aroused the interest of the teachers, and one of them, an old man with gray hair and beard, chuckled and nodded, picking up on the words of the classmate in front of him, and explaining, "You are right. At most, this young man's strength was only at the peak of an intermediate cultivator. He was able to gain the upper hand just now, all because of the book in his hand. ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the students and the rest of the teachers all fell on Wu Qi's body, he did hold the Nameless Ancient Scroll on his right hand, but fortunately, these teachers were killed, and none of them would believe that the legendary Nameless Ancient Scroll would be in the hands of a young man whose strength was only at the peak of an intermediate cultivator. At this time, they only thought that the book might be a treasure that was slightly inferior to the holy artifact.

"You've won!" the big man stood silently for a full five minutes before he nodded heavily and said.

"Xie Lu Xie!" Wuqi gasped and looked at the big man with a smile. It was only then that he realized that he was surrounded by people, but he looked around and smiled, because they were all students of his age.

It couldn't be an enemy at all, and he was secretly relieved. At this time, Wuqi is most afraid of being attacked, and he is very weak now.

The white clouds slowly appeared, Wu Qi was not afraid of being seen, as soon as the spell came out of his mouth, his hands moved in response, and quickly wiped around his body, and a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared. Those students just saw two palm-sized white clouds floating over Wuqi's whole body, and the injuries on his whole body recovered in an instant.

The wounds and blood were gone, the breathing was calm, even the face became rosy, and the appearance of weakness was a thing of the past. At this moment, not only the students, but even the teachers who were watching were all secretly shocked in their hearts, because none of them had ever seen this kind of trick, and they had not even heard of it. ,

Oh my God, what did he just do? The injury healed all of a sudden?

The same thought rose in everyone's hearts, and the onlookers immediately seemed to explode as if they had exploded, and they all started talking to Wuqi with excitement in their eyes.

"What's your name?"

"What was that trick just now? Can you teach me? I really want to learn it!"

"Don't teach him! Teach me! I can exchange the cultivation techniques of an axe fighter with you!

"Silence!" A reprimand suddenly came, and the students immediately stopped speaking when they heard this, and Wuqi looked up at the front, it was a middle-aged man with long black hair, his face was cold, and his eyebrows were murderous, but he was looking at himself calmly at this time. On the left and right of the other stood several old men with silver hair, who were obviously respecting this person.

"Little brother, are you ......" Before the black-haired middle-aged man finished speaking, Wuqi interjected: "Can you tell me where the palace where Uncle Dousheng lives?"

The black-haired middle-aged man's brows suddenly furrowed, this kid is so unruly, doesn't he even know how to respect his elders? It seems that he has to be able to remember it for a long time. With a wave of his right hand, a burst of energy suddenly roared out and rushed towards Wuqi. Wuqi's eyes widened all at once, he really didn't expect the other party to come and attack suddenly, and instinctively swung the nameless scroll to block it.

It's too slow!

A trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the black-haired middle-aged man, and at the same time, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of Wuqi's mouth, and he took three steps back in succession before finally standing firm. Wuqi looked at the black-haired middle-aged man with a shocked expression, and the clothes on his back were suddenly completely soaked with sweat.

How could it be! I had clearly swung out the Nameless Scroll, but I still let that energy hit my chest! Could that energy be able to penetrate the Nameless Scroll? No, it could not have penetrated. It's impossible to get around, I can see it coming straight through. It must be so fast that I have the illusion that it is terrible, but it is actually so much faster than it seems.

It seemed to be much slower than it really was, and this was the dark-haired middle-aged man's most proud trick. Seeing the complex expression of horror and panic on Wuqi's face, the black-haired middle-aged man actually showed a faint smile on his face, and said in a low voice: "That trick just now is a lesson for you, so that you will interrupt others indiscriminately in the future." Remember, be respectful of your elders. ”

Wuqi didn't dare to speak, the man just lightly waved his sleeves and slightly injured him, and he didn't even have time to dodge, this kind of strength is no longer exciting for Wuqi, but terrifying. He looked at the black-haired middle-aged man silently, and was silent for a long time before slowly nodding.

"Okay! you can change your mistakes, that's good!" the black-haired middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction, he looked at Wuqi, his gaze gradually became gentle, "What's your name?" little brother. ”

"No wonder! no matter, no strange strange, nicknamed slug!"

The black-haired middle-aged man nodded slightly, he believed Wuqi's words, and continued to ask, "Then can you explain why you fought with our doorman just now?"

After Wuqi, he explained in detail the purpose of coming and the reason for the fight, and the black-haired middle-aged man nodded slowly, but a pimple was twisted into his brow, and he was hesitating whether to tell the young man the residence of Lord Dousheng.

Should I say it or not? Lord Dousheng's residence is an extremely secret place. What if you tell him that he's a spy from another country? No. Still can't tell him easily. Let him ask someone else.

The black-haired middle-aged man still didn't tell Wuqi Palace's whereabouts, he just said, "Lord Dou Sheng's residence is our country's biggest secret, and I can't tell you." You'd better ask elsewhere. ”

Wuqi understood as soon as he heard it. The other party's strength is stronger than his own, and he will definitely not be able to come to it.

Although he has two great tricks in his hands, diarrhea and itching, he must capture the other party's breath at close range before he can perform it, and as for the itching technique, he must hide from the other party's attention. The other party just waved his sleeves slightly, and he took three steps back at once, and there was no chance of success at all.

After estimating the strength gap between himself and the black-haired middle-aged man in his heart, Wuqi decisively chose to give up. After clenching his fists with both hands, he said goodbye to the black-haired middle-aged man, and strode towards the street behind him.

After a battle in front of the Axe Fighter Academy, Wuqi's highly inflated self-confidence was hit again. However, he is also full of expectations and yearning for the strong strength that the black-haired middle-aged man has. If only I could be this strong!!

Thinking of this, a faint smile hung on the corner of Wuqi's mouth, and the disappointment of not inquiring about the palace was suddenly swept away.

A few days later, after a series of explorations and asking for directions, Wuqi finally arrived at the gate of the Wizard Academy, but to his disappointment, Lulu, the only person he knew at the Wizard Academy, was not found.

After eating the Overlord meal around the Wizard Academy for a week, he didn't even find out Lulu's whereabouts, and every time he asked the female classmates outside the school gate who were out of school or entering the school, he got the same answer.

"Lulu, I've never heard of that name. But we don't have a school named Lulu. But there was a teacher named Nakorulu. Is she the one you're looking for?"

Teacher, Wuqi just heard this name, and he knew that the way was wrong.

How old is Lulu now, and at most about the same age as him, twelve or thirteen years old. How could a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl become a teacher. He had also met the teachers of the Wizard Academy a few years ago, and they were all aunts who were dozens of years old, so Wuqi denied this possibility from the beginning. Because that's just so ridiculous, so unrealistic.

But since Nakorulu is not the Lulu she is looking for. And where is the Lulu I knew?

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