Zirao had never been insulted so much.

As the grandson of the Marquis, Zirao was praised as a high-ranking person since he was a child. But since he met Arthur, his bad luck began. Not only did he suffer from Arthur one after another, but this time he was blocked by the other party and challenged him, becoming the target of ridicule by everyone in the academy.

The college's regulations had long been thrown aside, and he rushed over to beat Moral who was insulting.

Moral was not prepared, but Arthur kept staring at the entrance of the attic. When Zirao rushed out, Arthur moved almost at the same time.

Arthur punched Zirao with one punch.

Both sides' fists were covered with fighting spirit. The difference was that Arthur's fighting spirit, a third-level warrior, could only penetrate his body, and a faint layer of fiery red light wrapped around the fist. While Zirao, a fourth-level warrior, was able to fight spirit away from the body, and the light blue fighting spirit wrapped with the fist was already a green light ball as big as a watermelon.

Two fists, one big and one small, hit each other hard.

Arthur took three steps in a row to remove the power coming from the front.

Zirao, on the opposite side, also took three steps in a row.

The crowd was in an uproar!

They were surprised that Arthur, as a magician, actually had fighting spirit at the same time, and he crossed the level with the fighting spirit of the third-level warrior, and tied with Zirao across the level.

Arthur was able to stand up to the top and take advantage of his stronger physical fitness, which was the result of Randall's three-year devilish training under the stick.

The "weird" of the Blood Shallow Royal Academy has never been synonymous with weirdness, it also means strong and weird strength.

"Boy, I asked you to run away yesterday. If you have the will, don't run away today!" Zirao stared at Arthur with a murderous look.

Arthur also looked at Zirao coldly, "You high-ranking guys always regard other people's tolerance as fear. Today I will let you know that in my eyes you are nothing!"

After Arthur finished speaking, he was too lazy to talk nonsense to Zirao again. He rushed forward and punched Zirao directly to the throat, and he was going to the death penalty. He was a killer move!

The hard fight just now made Zirao realize that he did not have an advantage in strength. Facing Arthur's fist again, he flashed across the vital points of his throat, and at the same time, he flew to the speed and kicked Arthur's waist.

The War Warrior not only means stronger power, but also faster speed. Therefore, Zirao took the lead in changing his attack method and wanted to suppress Arthur from speed and moves.

But what he could not have imagined was that Arthur did not dodge at all, and followed up with a punch to Qilao's lower abdomen.

The attacks of both sides fell on each other at the same time.

Arthur was kicked and staggered a few steps aside, almost falling to the ground. Zirao bowed forward, bent like shrimps, and felt a pain in his abdomen.

In exchange for injury, Arthur's punch to Zirao's lower abdomen was obviously even more ruthless.

Without giving Zirao a chance to breathe, Arthur rushed over again and punched his temple.

Zirao endured the pain and retreated quickly. Arthur advanced and raised his legs and kicked Zirao's chin.

Zirao crossed his hands and smashed them hard at Arthur's ankle.

Arthur's soles were downward, and he kicked to stomp, stomped on Zirao's lower abdomen. If the stomp was solid, he would have to kick Zirao's intestines.

Zirao had no choice but to retreat again. Arthur's attack followed closely and rushed towards Zirao's body.

Once Arthur gained the upper hand, Zirao would never have the chance to move back. Apart from the occasional hard fight or two, he would keep dodging, which made Zirao feel embarrassed for a while.

"Are you sure that kid is a magician? His martial arts are more ruthless than warriors!"

"Don't hide, rush up and fuck him!"

"Zilao is so embarrassing. Let a magician fight like this!"

There were all kinds of discussions among the crowd around him, and many of them were heard in the ears of Zirao, which made him even more humiliated.

Zirao suddenly roared, and after he took Arthur's punch in his chest, the fighting spirit gushed out of his body, and he was about to fight to the death!

He fists together, and the fighting spirit of his body surged towards the fist, forming a huge blue light ball, and then hit it violently, like a tiger pounced on Arthur.

The Xuan-level low-grade fighting qi skill "Tiger strike!" gathers all the fighting qi in one blow and bursts out like a tiger going down the mountain unstoppable!

Arthur knew something was wrong when the Qilao fighting spirit broke out. When the "Tiger Strike" was shot out, Arthur had already started to retreat. While flying back, he instantly turned the giant sword behind him to his front.

The huge blue light ball hit the sword almost at the same time.

The light ball exploded, and Arthur flew backwards from the light ball, fell seven or eight meters before his back landing.

After one blow, Zirao half-kneeled on the ground, looking at Arthur who had not yet gotten up from a distance, and his smile gradually climbed to the corner of his mouth.

The whole scene was silent, and the battle ended like this?

"I almost fell to death!" Arthur jumped up from the ground with a carp and spat on the ground with blood.

Zirao's smile froze instantly. He wanted to stand up, but he failed. The attack just now consumed all his fighting spirit.

He never had a chance to stand up again. Arthur, who was walking over, punched his chin, and fell backwards with the sound of bone cracking. Then Arthur's foot stepped on, stepped on Zirao's face, and slowly rotated and crushed!

"I said you were nothing in front of me!" Arthur's eyes were calm as if he was doing something positive and ordinary.

Humiliation, naked humiliation!

How could a small collision in front of the campus gate evolve to such a point? The root cause is exactly what Arthur said. Zirao's inner self-esteem cannot be accepted. He cannot accept that he is arrogant and defeated in front of a wild boy from the countryside, which led to Arthur trampling under his feet today in public.

Before Arthur could fully enjoy the fruits of victory, he felt a flash in front of him and flew out, and then he was grabbed by someone and picked up the collar of the back of his neck.

"I also said that no fights are allowed in the academy!"

Arthur immediately changed into a smiley face, "Professor Agu, we are just having a discussion. If you don't let me go, will it delay the magic training class?"

"Magic training? What you need now is to go to the lockdown room for training!" Professor Agu did not listen to Arthur's explanation at all, and held Zirao in his other hand.

Outside the crowd, a dark-skinned boy stood alone in the distance, looking at Arthur who was taken away by Professor Agu, and his eyes were filled with eager eyes, "What an interesting guy!"

......

Marquis of Garfield.

The old marquis, with white hair and beard, sat straight up in the hall, and under his brocade robe was a strong tiger body. His brows were slightly frowned and his eyes shone. Even at such an age, he was still at the peak of a warrior.

The old marquis sat with two middle-aged men, one man and one woman. The man bowed his head and said nothing, while the woman was sobbing in a low voice.

The old Marquis frowned even deeper, "The face and dignity were earned by myself. If you were beaten, you would know that you would come back and cry. My Garfield family has no such waste!"

The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and explained: "My father, Zilao was injured and a little wronged, but he was humiliated by someone stepping on his face. The one who humiliated us is our Marquis' Mansion!"

"Who made the fight? Have you found out?" the old marquis asked expressionlessly.

"A wild boy from the countryside." The middle-aged man replied in a low voice.

"Fuck!" The old marquis cursed with a rare swear word, "Zilao treats the other party as a wild boy from the countryside. Do you, a father, think so? Can you enter the Xueyao Academy without the power behind it?"

The middle-aged man lowered his head again and did not dare to refute a word.
Chapter completed!