Chapter 12: The Collision Between East and West
"Hey, hey, have you heard? There is a pair of brothers and sisters from the East coming to the school today, and that handsome guy from the East actually proposed to duel with Cross on the first day!"
"Cross, the eldest son of the Malfoy family?"
"Who else could there be if it wasn't the arrogant hereditary baron?"
"Where is the duel? Hurry up and don't ink, no matter who wins or loses, it's a good show that can't be missed!"
The news that Chang Hao was going to duel with Cross soon swept through the entire Hogwarts like a hurricane, and both new and old students put down their things at this moment and rushed towards the dueling floor in Gryffindor House. The teachers of the academy didn't dare to stop it as soon as they knew about it, after all, the brother and sister had been personally explained by the royal duke, and their identities were the same, and they were definitely not easy to decide. By the time the teachers reported the matter to the school board, a long time had passed.
The huge dueling floor was surrounded by water, and the students all stared at Chang Hao and Chang Ge with great interest, after all, the two figures from the far east were indeed amazing, but it was a pity that the handsome and beautiful were not bargaining chips that could influence victory in the duel. Although Cross is arrogant and domineering, and many people don't like him, this guy does have two brushes for his talent for practicing magic, and there is no doubt about that.
Chang Hao stood on this side of the duel floor, more than two hundred meters away from the other side, and he stood there straight, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, looking calmly ahead.
As the saying goes, don't fight unprepared battles, since Chang Hao took the initiative to make an appointment with Cross, he naturally did his homework in advance, and the angry Emilia had already told him about what magic this hereditary baron majored in.
Cross's drooping blonde hair covered half of his face, he shook his wide mage robe, a wand taken from a hundred years of walnut essence was raised above his head one after another, and strange syllables blurted out, and the sky over the sunny duel floor was quickly covered by dark clouds, and for a moment the sound of lightning and thunder was in his ears.
"The magic of calling thunder and lightning, in Kyushu, should be the thunder immortal method that the sword spirit said. The wind whistling around him stagnated for a moment, Chang Hao's momentum suddenly changed, and a crystal thin sword appeared in his hand out of thin air without warning, and all the onlookers were stunned for a while, completely unable to understand how that sword appeared, could it be that the spells of the East are so magical?
Cross suddenly waved his wand, and the lightning hidden in the thunderclouds seemed to be guided by some kind of guidance, and pulled out more than a dozen thumb-thick lightning bolts in the air, like a writhing snake, and roared straight to Chang Hao's door!
At the same time, Chang Hao also moved.
The sound of footsteps stomping on the earth clearly came into everyone's ears, and then the sound turned into a sword sound, that feeling, as if there were countless swords cutting through the air in the ears and gathering together, the first smell was very harsh, and then the smell was majestic.
This is the compulsory practice of every Qingyun sword cultivator thousands of years ago, the sword step.
Chang Hao crashed into the lightning bush amid the exclamations of countless students, and when his body was smart, he was always able to dodge in time before the lightning struck him, and the Moon Rainbow Sword in his hand was not forged from any material, and the hard lightning resistance was not damaged.
"Okay, we see, we're not going to interfere with that person. ”
In the dean's office on the top floor of the Gfinnish Academy, an old man with a white beard that could hang down to his chest put down the phone and waved his hand to the worried teachers in front of him with a smile: "There is news from the royal family, so we don't have to meddle in Mr. Chang Hao's private affairs." ”
"Dean... That young Mr. Chang and his sister are really the direct descendants of the Oriental Emperor thousands of years ago?"
"It's a privilege for them to be here. The old dean walked to the window, from which he could directly see the dueling flat, and he sighed and said, "It's a pity that this eldest son of the Malfoy family always holds his own baron status and always provokes Emilia. If it weren't for the kindness of Emilia, the Oloin family behind her would have left the Malfoy family alone. Recently, there is a saying in the east that it is simply the edge of death to spread its wings. This time, he kicked the iron to the point that he couldn't be ironed anymore, and he was to blame. ”
The old dean waved his hand, "That lord of the Oloin family may come over recently, so you should prepare in advance." ”
When the teachers heard this, they obviously knew who the adult was, and they withdrew from the dean's office with their own thoughts.
Cross was now sweating profusely.
Although the chain lightning magic he cast was only in the initial stage, this kind of extraordinarily mentally power-consuming magic was very few mastered by senior students, and every time he used this trick before, he could make the other party frightened, but this time it was different.
The man from the Far East was like a loach, and he could cross a long distance with a few staggered feet, and the chain lightning never touched a single hair of his hair. Especially the sword in his hand, every swing made his heart tremble involuntarily.
The distance of 200 meters was broken by more than half in an instant, and he could no longer calm down.
"I'm the eldest son of the Malfoy family, the youngest hereditary baron, a gifted student of Hogwarts, and I'm going to lose to an Eastern nobody?" vanity made Cross lose his former grace, and he couldn't imagine how he would raise his head in front of the other students and henchmen if he was defeated.
The Malfoys never sympathize with the weak.
A strong wind suddenly rose in the distance, and Chang Hao, who had slashed thunder with a sword, finally squinted his eyes.
"Finally, there are some moves that catch the eye. ”
Eastern cultivators have been pro-spiritual power since ancient times, and Western cultivators are pro-elemental, although they have taken different paths and cultivation methods, but the way to play in the world is the same way, and what can be explained with the elements can also be explained with spiritual power.
The spell that Cross shouted from his mouth sounded far more complex than before, and the slightest arc of lightning surrounded him, and the thunderclouds in the sky brewed with a far more powerful attack than before, and the wand in his hand began to crack with the naked eye, but he did not hesitate.
It was a mid-level magic of the thunder type, and the thunder was shining.
Chang Hao began to drag his sword and run, his momentum was like a rainbow in an instant, and he pulled behind him the afterimage that he couldn't see realistically, and he forced it three feet in front of Cross in the blink of an eye!
The sound of gasping air rang out inside and outside the dueling flat, and even the old head of Gryffindor's eyes widened at this time, what kind of terrifying speed was that? Even he couldn't see the young man's steps.
The old dean knew very well that speed was relative, explosive speed meant that a huge force would be generated at the same time, if Chang Hao himself did not have an extremely strong physique, then this speed would tear him to pieces first at the moment of the explosion.
The old dean sighed, from the professors to the freshmen, Hogwarts were all focused on the study of magic, which made them relatively weak, and they could not do the "cultivation of the path before self-cultivation" advocated by the oriental cultivators in ancient times, and they are still not as good as today.
"Today's young people are terrible. The old dean sighed again.
Cross didn't know how to describe the mood at that time, a big living person did not use any magic, and teleported a hundred meters away from him almost out of thin air, so frightened that the baron almost lost his wand. But he quickly gritted his teeth, and the thunderous spell had been completed, and this time the pillar of light with the thick arm of the baby slammed down!
If it was really a life-and-death fight, Chang Hao could kill Cross at least a dozen times now, and after a touch of blue, Cross only felt that his hand was light, and the expensive wand had been turned into two, and then he saw a shocking scene.
That peer from the East actually took the initiative to jump up and run towards the thunder with his sword!
The sword step under his feet was crossed, and the world in front of Chang Hao was only the size of a needle, and the only thing he could see clearly was the sword in his hand and the thunder, he drank lightly.
"Yan returns. ”
The Rainbow Sword cut through the trajectory of the wind, and the graceful arc was like a swallow cutting through the air, cutting off the golden thunder that fell from the sky, and the cold sword qi blew away the dense dark clouds in the sky, and the sun shone on Hogwarts again, like a miracle.
After a long silence, the duel floor erupted in deafening applause and cheers, and each of them was subdued by the back of the sword in hand.
The old dean, who was watching the battle on the top floor, smiled with relief and turned to leave.
Emilia and Chang Ge applauded so hard that they didn't even know that their palms were red.
Cross fell to his knees weakly, he knew that he had been defeated, and he had been completely defeated.