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Chapter 63 Cooperation (Part 2)

As the saying goes, if you take one step forward, the sky will be brighter, but if you take a step back, the more you think about it, the more you will lose.

The magician was a Class A genius, and he felt that among the Magic Martial Arts Academy, the students at the Martial Arts Academy were all vulgar people.

Among the first-year students at the Magic Academy, their Class A is the best.

How could a person who had never practiced magic and who went to the martial arts academy every day treat himself like this?

Is he worthy?

At this moment, his heart was somewhat twisted, and what Al had done before was no different from humiliating himself.

So this genius student from Class A looked at Al's back and felt extremely unbalanced.

Then he cast magic directly on Al.

In fact, Jean also felt it, but he sighed and did not take action in the end.

Because even though Al's talent is astonishing, in his opinion, he is still somewhat different from the genius students in Class A.

In addition, the teachers of those geniuses in Class A cannot be dealt with by myself alone.

So after thinking about it for a while, Gene finally chose to sit back and watch.

Looking at Al, he murmured: "Actually, you're not bad, but it's a pity that I can't abandon my status for you."

A student from Class A was originally a beginner magician. Now in a rage, he used all his mental power to construct an intermediate magic that he was unfamiliar with.

If a junior magician uses all his mental power, he can actually cast intermediate magic, but this is a one-time drain on his mental power, which will have a great impact on his mental power.

How could he care about this when he was so angry?

"In the name of the contract, summon the endless wind."

The next moment, a tornado appeared in front of him, and then swept away towards Al.

Looking at the tornado, Jean raised his hand and finally put it down.

This mid-level magic could very well kill someone, so he planned to take action at the critical moment, if nothing else, at least to save Al's life.

Al had actually noticed it when he cast his magic, but unfortunately he had already walked a certain distance and could not turn back to stop him.

In addition, he actually still has some illusions about Jean.

It's a pity that Gene didn't choose to help him in the end.

So after Al sighed, he took out the [Yao Shen Sword] and turned around to attack.

In fact, he himself didn't want to expose [Yao Shen Sword], but in this situation, if he didn't expose it, the only thing waiting for him would be death.

Al turned around and faced the phoenix-type mid-level magic with the sword in his hand.

Although the power of intermediate magic is strong, it is not on the same level as royal weapons.

In addition, Al also used spiritual power to support him, so he struck down with his sword and directly cut off the opponent's magic.

And Jean also saw the sword in Al's hand.

But the next moment the sword disappeared, and Jean's eyes widened in disbelief.

He didn't know if it was his imagination or if it was real.

Al glanced at Jean and the students kneeling on the ground with cold eyes, then turned around and entered the martial arts academy.

However, when he entered the martial arts academy, he did not immediately go to look for Donald.

He went directly to the dean of the martial arts academy.

The dean is not usually in his office. He has his own training room.

And it allows the swordsman to attack at will inside.

Except for necessary matters in the academy, few people would enter his training room.

After Al entered it, he said directly to him: "Hello, Dean, I want to ask you something."

At this moment, the dean of the martial arts academy is training in his room.

At his level, once he fights with others, his moves will be fatal. Even though he was training alone, he did not stay behind at all.

Just before Al broke in, he tore apart the expensive battle puppet with his five fingers and claws.

But this is not a big deal, because as long as the magic stone inside is not damaged, the limbs of the demon doll can actually be sold at a high price.

Although the capital cannot be recovered, it can at least offset some of the losses.

When Al entered his training room, he did not knock on the door. In fact, there was no door at all for his training.

This was a swordsman-level existence, and the damage he caused even if he practiced his moves alone was terrifying.

A mere room cannot contain the damage he caused.

Therefore, it is said to be a training room, but in fact, his training ground is larger than the intermediate training ground for practicing magic.

At this moment, he was completely focused on training, so when he found someone intruding, his instinct drove him to fight back.

As soon as Al finished saying those words, he felt a gust of wind coming towards him, and he was so suppressed that he couldn't even lift his head before he could even release his mental power.

Fortunately, the director of the martial arts academy was not serious, so even though Al felt threatened by death, he still did not move.

After the dean of the martial arts academy withdrew his pressure, Al finally relaxed.

After Al relaxed, he felt that his back was soaked with sweat. This was the first time he had seen the strength of a top powerhouse.

He had seen the magister before, and the other party was strong but the pressure on him was not as strong as the dean of the martial arts academy.

The dean of the martial arts academy asked him: "Tell me, why did you come to my training ground? If you disturb my practice because of some trivial matter, then you will never live."

Al could feel that he meant what he said.

He could be considered as having met a lot of well-connected people, but facing the dean of the martial arts academy, Al felt scared from the bottom of his heart for some reason.

He asked him with a trembling voice: "What does the dean think of the Magic Academy?"

The dean of the martial arts academy said seriously: "What do you want to say? Just say it directly. There is no need to play riddles with me."

Al swallowed to stop his voice from trembling: "Dean, I found that the students in the Magic Academy look down on the students in the Martial Arts Academy. They think the people in the Martial Arts Academy have no brains."

"..." The dean of the martial arts academy was filled with joy and anger.

Al continued: "It's okay now, but if people in the Magic Academy continue to belittle the Martial Arts Academy in the future, who will want to join the Martial Arts Academy?"

"What you said is the way of nature, but I can't stop this kind of thing. I can only say one thing, different ways do not work together."

Seeing this, Al quickly said: "Dean, I heard that there is an annual assessment at the end of every year, and there is also a group assessment."

"So I thought that the dean should not let the students from the martial arts academy form a team with the students from the magic academy. The team of all swordsmen must be very strong."

"I have thought about it before, but this is not realistic. After all..."

Having said this, the dean of the Martial Arts Academy laughed and said, "Hey, why am I telling you this?"

Seeing that the dean of the martial arts academy was unwilling to continue talking to him, Al quickly said: "Dean, I have an idea."

"Let's talk and listen first."

"There is nothing wrong with a team composed entirely of swordsmen, but this kind of team has an obvious shortcoming, that is, although it is strong in melee combat, it is weak in long-range attack. However, killing is not allowed in this kind of assessment, so the swordsmen are restrained in action.

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"But I am a refinement master. As long as I can refine suitable equipment that can hurt but cannot kill people, the students of the Martial Arts Academy can be more arrogant."

"This kind of weapon is expensive. Are you sure all students can buy it?"

Al responded: "You don't have to buy it. Anyway, it will only be used during the battle. I can rent it to the students in the college, as long as the dean is willing to guarantee that those students will not steal the weapons."

"If it works well during the assessment, it's not too late to buy it again."

After hearing Al's words, the dean of the martial arts academy thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "As long as you can get the magic weapons, I can make the decision for you."

"Thank you, Dean."

Al was turning around to leave when the dean of the Martial Arts Academy stopped him: "You should be from the Magic Academy. If you can really refine this kind of magic weapon, why don't you let people in the Magic Academy use it? Why are you here?"

Find me?"

Al decided to tell him the truth: "To be honest, I am actually a student in Class F of the Magic Academy."

The dean of the Martial Arts Academy stared at him sharply for a few times: "I think your strength is more than enough to enter Class A, so why would you enter such an inferior class?"

Al replied: "Maybe it's because I'm a transfer student."

"Okay, as long as you can come up with this kind of weapon, I will help you."

"Thank you, Dean!"

After Al respectfully pushed out of the training ground, he took a long breath and said: "The pressure given to me by this kind of person is too strong. Is this the strength of fighting spirit entering the body?"

He shook his head, discarding such unrealistic thoughts, and then went to look for Donald.

After seeing Al, Donald asked him: "It has only been a few days, and you have already trained your magic weapon."

Al shook his head: "My mental energy is exhausted, so I want to come here to exercise."

"You really don't want to waste any time." Donald sighed.

Al said to him: "Seven days ago, it seems that we haven't fought again until now."

"Why do you think you can do it now?" Donald smiled.

Al replied to him: "That's about right. If nothing else, I think I can at least have a few fights with you."

"Still don't need to be angry?" Donald asked.

"Yes, of course I can't use magic either."

"I'm not afraid of you using magic." Donald took the lead on the stage.

Al also followed.

Donald picked up an iron rod from the station and said, "What weapon did you choose to use?"

Al looked at these weapons and then picked up an iron rod.

"I discovered before that a weapon like a sword doesn't have much advantage over a solid iron rod like you, so I plan to defeat you with the same weapon as you."

"Then come!"

Then the two people faced each other at the same time.

Since they were all using the same weapons, the fighting came back and forth this time.

They did not forget to talk about trivial matters during the battle.

"I'm almost ready here, how are you doing over there?" Al asked.

"Actually, I don't have any problems here. It's up to you. As long as you can produce results, I guarantee that there will be a workshop for you in the academy. It doesn't matter whether you go back to the Magic Academy or stay in the Martial Arts Academy.

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"But speaking of personal feelings, I still hope you stay in the Martial Arts Academy, and the workshop will be opened for you in the Martial Arts Academy."

"That's enough." Al nodded and accepted the other person's kindness.
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