"This is the Ancient Scroll!" Dori was so excited that he could not speak. He couldn't help but reach out and groped on the cover of the Ancient Scroll, trying to take the mysterious ancient book from Wuqi's hand and read it carefully. But at this moment, Wuqi's little hand took the Ancient Scroll back.

Dori's face immediately changed, and he looked at Wuqi with anger, "Why? Can't the principal take a look?"

Wuqi touched the back of his head embarrassedly and replied with a smile: "It's not like this. Principal, I'm just afraid that you can't handle it."

"Can't hold it?" Dori couldn't help frowning, and a huge pressure suddenly released from his body, which shocked Wuqi and retreated for two or three steps. He then restrained his breath and snorted coldly with disdain: "Do you think the principal's strength is very weak? It was just one percent of the principal's breath. Although the principal has not taught students personally for many years, his strength has not weakened at all. Do you think that the principal's master-level strength cannot even hold the only thing in your hand?"

In fact, at this time, Dori's mind was no longer very clear. He could even say that he had completely lost his mind. He completely listened to Wuqi's words just now as a joke. In fact, the speaker was unintentional and listened to him intentionally. How could Wuqi, a 7-year-old kid, have such a heavy scheming? He was just telling the truth. As long as Dori calmed down and analyzed it for a little, he would infer how terrifying the weight of the Ancient Scroll was. Even the level 9 peak monster, the Undead Bear King, could not withstand the attack of the Ancient Scroll, so how could he do that withstand the Ancient Scroll in Wuqi's hand?

But unfortunately, Dori did not do that, but chose the most unwise approach. Seeing that Wuqi was speechless about his problems, he snorted coldly and reached his hand in front of Wuqi, "Take the principal to take a look. Are you still afraid that the principal, I will rob your book, and won't you return it?"

"Okay." Wuqi obediently handed the Ancient Scroll to Dori, with a cowardly expression on his face. But just as Dori nodded to Wuqi's satisfied smile, a prank smile flashed across the corner of his mouth.

What the master said is indeed good. If you don’t listen to the old man’s words, you will suffer a loss! Principal, this is what you asked for. I kindly reminded you, but unfortunately you don’t listen. You will make a fool of yourself. Don’t blame me if you make a fool of yourself.

In Wuqi's insincere expression, Dori's face showed a satisfied smile, "Very good. The principal just took a casual look and he would...oh!!!" While explaining his intention to Wuqi, he slowly took the Ancient Scroll from the other party and signaled him to let go. But before he finished speaking, Wuqi just let go, Dori suddenly felt a terrifying pressure coming from his hand. In just a moment, he judged that his right hand alone could not hold the power at all, so he immediately stretched out his left hand to hold the terrifying Ancient Scroll.

However, just as he stretched out his left hand, Dori suddenly realized that he was wrong. The Ancient Scroll in his right hand seemed to be not a book, but a giant mountain. No, to be more precise, it was thousands or ten thousand times heavier than the giant mountain. Dori had no time to let go of his right hand, and in the blink of an eye, his palm holding the Ancient Scroll's right hand was like being hit by a meteorite, hitting the ground like lightning, and his body fell down because he could not resist the impact of this huge weight.

After a loud "boom", a square pit that was exactly the same area as it appeared on the ground where the ancient scroll fell. A large hole of the same size as the one on the side of the pit was opened. From the top down, you can clearly see that a palm spreading upwards was pressed under a book with a white cover. The hole on the side of the pit was exactly where the wrist joint of the arm was. As for the owner of this arm, it was naturally Dori, who was fascinated by the appearance of his face. At this time, his face was no longer blood-colored. An old face was twisted and deformed due to the constant pain from the palm. It looked very scary at first glance.

At the same time, the palm of his hand, which was pressed under the nameless ancient scroll, suddenly made a "giggle" sound of bone breakage. Only then did Dori finally couldn't bear the severe pain of the broken bones. He wailed in a whine, making Wuqi on the side laugh.

"Quick!" After a while, he suddenly turned around and looked at Wuqi and said in a vague way,

"What? Master, what's wrong with you?" Wuqi's heart was already full of joy, but he still pretended to be confused and panicked on his face, looking at Dori worriedly.

The teeth were trembling uncontrollably due to severe pain, and Dori was full of regret. If he had known that the ancient scroll was so heavy, he would not have shown his power. He took a deep breath, pointed to the ancient scroll underneath his right hand and said word by word: "Hurry...... take...... open the book..."

"Oh." Wuming nodded quickly. He stretched out his little hand and gently clamped it on the cover and back cover of the Ancient Scroll with his index finger and thumb. He picked it up so casually that he easily removed the Ancient Scroll that felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.

You little beast! I know that this ancient scroll is so heavy, but I don’t stop it. I’m waiting for me to make a fool of myself! I have to deal with you!

After Dori cursed Wuqi in his heart, he suppressed the stinging pain from his right palm and said with a smile: "I didn't expect this book to be really heavy. I can't even hold the principal. Since that's the case, Wuqi, then you can open the book and read it for the principal."

"Yes." Wuqi smiled a few times, pretended to be respectful and put the Ancient Scroll on Dori's desk, and opened the book page by page. The corners of his eyes kept glanced at Dori's reaction behind him. Dori's mouth twitched a few times, and then a ugly smile was barely squeezed out of his face. Just as Wuqi opened the cover of the Ancient Scroll, a golden light suddenly flashed in Dori's eyes, and his old eyes stared at the first page of the Ancient Scroll with anticipation.

But just as he saw clearly that the content of the first page of the Ancient Scroll was blank, his excited expression immediately changed, and his expectant eyes suddenly became gloomy. Dori's heart seemed to be suddenly picked up, which made him almost breathless. The disappointment on his face was undoubtedly revealed, but this was not the end. When Wuqi turned on the second page, the third page, and until the tenth page, he was blank like the first page, Dori's increasingly disappointed heart quickly turned into despair that made him die.

How is this possible?? This... the legendary Ancient Scroll is just a bunch of white papers that have no records?

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" Hearing Wuqi's sudden question, Dori suddenly came back from his loss of consciousness. At the same time, he felt the huge pain from the palm of his right hand at the first time, and his mouth twitched again, but soon he forced his head to smile and said, "It's nothing. Wuqi, you can go back. Let's stop today's conversation."

"Oh. Goodbye, Principal." After respectfully giving Duoli a respectful salute, Wuqi quietly exited the room. He closed the door casually, until he walked out of the building where the principal's office was, and a bright smile appeared on his face like a flower. While humming a small song, he jumped toward the Croyd training ground, "Yeah! The conversation with the terrifying principal is over!"

It took a long time after Wuqi left the office that Dori recovered from his previous desperate mood. At the same time, the pain in his right hand gradually weakened to the extent that Dori could bear. However, at this time, he did not rush to go to the school infirmary to treat his injuries, but instead fell into long-term contemplation.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a sudden look appeared in his dim old eyes, and then a surprise glance suddenly flashed in his dead-like eyes. Soon the surprise was replaced by a strong ecstasy. A moment later, when the ecstasy color in Dori's eyes expanded to the peak, he actually raised his head and laughed, muttering to himself: "I understand! I recognize the master! It must be that Ancient Scroll recognized Wuqi, the little brat as his master! So he could not feel the weight of Ancient Scroll at all. It must be like this!"

After a long time, Dori became completely crazy with these crazy laughters. Two dark green flames in his eyes appeared like ghosts, like two charming women, twisting his body wildly and dancing under the reflection of the setting sun. In a blink of an eye, night fell, Dori had not left school yet, and the laughter bursting out from his mouth from time to time in the quiet office made the principal look a little more gloomy and weird that had never been seen in the daytime.

"Wu Qi! Don't blame me for being unkind to you! If you want to blame, you can only blame you for being the master of this Ancient Scroll. If you don't kill you, I, Dori, will not be able to get the secret in the Ancient Scroll. I'm sorry!"

After this smug whisper, Dori's figure suddenly became blurred. Then, after a "squeak" sound suddenly sounded, Dori's blurred figure suddenly turned into a dark green light and disappeared out of thin air. The quiet office suddenly became empty, leaving only a window that was open for no reason, making a "squeak" sound under the breeze outside the window.

In the night, a dark green light suddenly shot out from the swordsman's academy, and like a brush, it drew one dark green parabola after another in the swordsman's city at night. It appeared on the treetops, fell from the treetops to a remote alley, and then jumped from the depths of the alley to a roof. Under the moonlight, the dark green light that kept jumping was like a white dot on black paper, especially conspicuous. Finally, when it jumped into the backyard of a thatched hut, it finally stopped, the light dissipated, and a figure appeared.

The man was covered in green hair and wrinkled skin. He was obviously an old man who was over 60 years old, but the imposing aura he emitted from his body and his bright eyes could not see any sign of a dragon and a slight look, and even made people feel that he was afraid to look at him. This old man who was not angry and powerful is the principal of the Sword Academy, the peak master of the master of the master of swordsmanship.
Chapter completed!