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The morale of the students of Starry Sky Academy is once again bursting out.

Both male and female students cheered. Bob's name resounded throughout the Starry Sky Academy. Even some younger mentors cheered.

Only some powerful professors, vice presidents, and even deans seemed a little worried and there was no trace of joy in their eyes. Bob had the courage to stand up and responded to the honor of the college, which is of course a good thing.

But no matter how good the courage is, it cannot withstand the crushing power.

Do you think everyone in this world is a son of flame? He can finally kill the S-level with half-step S-level strength.

Especially Dean Emmons, his eyes stared at Wang Yan with a faint look. Son of Flame, you little brat, our Starry Sky Academy is in trouble, but you are still going to make trouble? Didn’t you see this dean? You, the boy, pushed Bob out and bewitched him on the court.

He also wants his granddaughter, but he sticks his butt to Wang Yan and doesn't leave. It's embarrassing, it's so embarrassing. I really want to slap that upset brat to death. Unfortunately, he doesn't dare and doesn't have that ability.

Although he thought he was better than the Gu Sheng, he didn't have the ability to slap Wang Yan to death. What's more, there was a Yan Zun on his head.

Internal and external troubles.

Emmons' heart was filled with deep sorrow, and the future of Starry Sky Academy seemed to be full of thorns and ups and downs.

"Qentin, teach him a lesson and don't show mercy." Dark singer Babbitt looked very embarrassed. He thought he had already slapped Star Academy hard in the face, but before he could feel good, a little fat man suddenly popped up to make trouble. Is it really unbearable?

"Don't worry, Dean." Quentin was also very angry by the fat man, his face was a little distorted, and said terrifiedly, "I will break his bones piece by piece to make him regret living in the world."

"Okay, just stop talking nonsense, hurry up and start." Saladin, as the referee, was also very upset and had no good expression on this little fat man. He just wanted to end the farce quickly and then leave more time to guide Lydia.

He always felt a bit of ominous premonition. If he continued to do this, his love with Lydia would gradually fade away.

Unfortunately, if Lydia listened to his inner monologue, Lydia would definitely be confused. When will I have love with you?

"Boy, if you have the courage to come forward, don't admit defeat and surrender." Quentin held a cold skeleton staff in his hand and grinned as sarcastic.

"This sentence should be said by me." The little fat Bob had a boiling blood in his body. He had never felt so good in his life. The energy that was silent in his body seemed to be awakening in some special way. The blood flowed one after another in the body, and his fighting spirit was excited.

"court death!"

Quentin jumped with a brow, furious, waved his skeleton staff, and spit out spells that were hard to understand. A cold and strange aura of death began to permeate the ring.

"What! Undead magic!?"

As soon as the aura appeared, the mentors' faces changed drastically. Even in the taboo black magic, the undead magic is also a taboo among the taboos. It is a blasphemy to the dead, a defilement of the soul, and a flattery to the kingdom of death.

If it weren't for the cover of the Dark Council, the black magician who had learned the magic of the undead would have been surrounded and wiped out long ago.

Just as the fat Bob was so excited that he was cold all over by the breath of death that the space on the ring seemed to have been torn apart, and skeletons emerged from the cracks in the space. They were as crystal clear as jade, and there were faint green flames burning in their eyes.

Three skeletons.

Each one has strong bones and agile steps. There are terrifying bone spurs on its body, and sharp bone knives and shields are swaying in its hands, emitting a powerful undead aura.

Obviously, these three C+-level skeleton warriors are Quentin's killer weapon.

Quentin is already a master of undead magic when he can cultivate and control three skeletons of this level.

Of course, this level of undead magic is still very different from the undead wizard Gabriel, which Wang Yan once defeated. However, for these young magicians, it is already extremely powerful in combat.

In the stands, there were a burst of exclamations from the student seats, "The Magic of Undead" is an evil magic of Undead. For students in Starry Sky Academy, "The Magic of Undead" is a taboo technique. Not to mention research, they cannot even contact them.

And now, a dark magician is exerting evil undead magic in front of them. For those students, the impact they have to bear on their minds is conceivable.

Although the little fat Bob was so excited that he couldn't help but feel trembling when he saw this. He felt a little scared. He took two steps back and staggered slightly.

"Hehehe~"

Quentin smiled evilly, and pointed the skeleton staff in his hand at the fat Bob. The three powerful skeletons took steps and rushed towards Bob. Their steps were light and swift, and they exuded powerful power in every move.

These skeleton warriors are not the slow skeletons in the game. They are powerful C+-level skeletons, running with agility and speed like three cheetahs. When they fight with all their might, they can even kill a fully armed small army.

Bob himself is just a C+-level magician, and he is still a magician who has not undergone internship and lacks combat experience. Facing these three skeletons, he seemed to be frightened and stood still.

Three cold bone knives sealed all Bob's retreat and cut at him together.

It's over!

The students all turned pale, but Bob couldn't even support the first round, and the timids closed their eyes.

Just when many people thought that Bob would be killed this time and would be cut by the skeleton warrior for several periods. His eyes suddenly burst into two red lights like flames, and the surging flame power in his body burst out.

The force of flame ignited the air, forming a ring of fire, which rushed to all directions in the form of shock waves.

The palm that Wang Yan slapped on his shoulder before was not a casual slap, but instilled a pure pure yang fire to the little fat man. The pure yang fire flowed throughout his body, stimulating the life potential of the little fat man Bob.

Such exquisite control could not be done even if it were Yan Zun. Wang Yan's ability to do so was also due to his understanding and control of the law of flame, which was to reach the level of kingly rule.

Under the interference of his flame law, the pure yang flame is as agile as if it has life.

Of course, it is also because the little fat man himself is a flame mage who is good at flames, and his body has a very high degree of fusion and compatibility with flame elements. In this way, Wang Yan can slapp the pure Yang True Fire into his body and temporarily increase the level of flame elements in his body.

This method is completely different from the way to help on the train. On the train, Wang Yan directly relied on his powerful mental power to fix the gargoyles and became the living target of the little fat man.

But here, there are two legendary magicians on the scene, and they will definitely see through Wang Yan's tricks.

It would be different to give the fat man a pure yang true fire. This hidden technique can only be seen by Wang Yan’s master Yan Zun. Even if he is a half-body strong man from other systems, he would not be able to notice Wang Yan’s small movements.

Bob's sudden outbreak shocked everyone's eyes.

The power of the instant ring of flame almost reached the power displayed by a level B magician, full of the meaning of "fire realm".

"boom!"

The three skeleton warriors were like being bombed by a bomb at close range, blowing backwards. The crystal clear and hard bones as hard as iron cracked, and fragments spilled all over the ground. Two of the skeleton warriors were directly exploded, leaving only half of their bodies.

The power of the ring of flames almost strangled three C+-level skeletons.

"puff!"

Quentin spurted out a mouthful of blood, and took a few steps back, his arrogant eyes filled with horror, "How is that possible!?"

These three C+-level skeletons are all the best skeletons he carefully cultivated. He split a little in his soul and integrated into the soul fire of those skeletons.

In the words of China, these skeleton warriors are Quentin's natal skeleton warriors. Once they die, the soul fire will instantly extinguish, it will impact Quentin's soul.

Such changes were not only Quentin was shocked, but also the two legendary magicians Emmons and Babbitt were shocked.

Not only does a small C+-level magician instantly emit a ring of flames, he can actually kill three C+-level skeleton warriors in one piece. Although there is a suspicion of sneak attacks, the skeleton warriors are also famous for being crisp.

But that is a C+-level skeleton warrior after all?

Moreover, the ring of flames seemed to have a domain-level meaning. But the two legendary magicians always felt that the meaning was a little wrong, as if there was a trace of the power of the law.

Generally speaking, only by reaching the peak of level B can one achieve a half-step level of level A by comprehension of a trace of law.

But the arrogant little fat man, except for the unreasonable power of the flame element in his body, was a C+-level rookie no matter how he looked.

It's strange!

While the two legendary magicians were puzzled, all the students cheered wildly. Several even violated the regulations and used amplified magic.

Bob! Bob! Bob!

This name resounded like thunder throughout the college.

In such a crazy scene, the mentors also turned a blind eye, no longer had the harshness of their daily lives. No matter what, Bob showed his power and defeated the black magician who came to the door, and they were also happy.

No one noticed Wang Yan in the ordinary audience. In their opinion, he was just a small follower of His Highness Saladin and was not worthy of attention.

Only the beautiful magician Lydia, who was sitting next to Wang Yan, opened her pretty eyes wide, looked at Wang Yan suspiciously, and said softly: "Sir, is it your fault?"
Chapter completed!