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The 249th chapter is coming

 "Boom!"

A heavy wooden stick hit the soft snow hard, creating a huge snow pit and scattering snowflakes. It was said to be a wooden stick, but in fact it was more like a wooden hammer, because the head of the stick was

, a huge tree knob bulged out, like the head of a hammer.

The body of the stick is not held in the hand of a wizard, but grows on a big tree.

Yes, this stick is the weapon of a "tree man".

When the bull head with red eyes began to frantically uproot the tree, the young wizards did not stop it. Instead, they cautiously built a defensive circle to be wary of the bull head's actions. In their opinion, the bull head's actions were more like those after losing control.

some kind of sequelae.

Besides, come on, it's just a guy with a cow's head. Can you expect its every move to have any profound meaning?

So soon, they paid the price for their prejudice and carelessness.

The bull's head pulled out the big tree, the turtle's back left runes on the tree, the beautiful snake sprinkled the potion, and finally the shining golden guy gave the big trees soul.

It is not a traditional druid spell, but it has a wider scope of application - this is another reason why the teaching assistants did not react immediately - even seedlings less than fifty years old were successfully awakened by them.

"careful!"

"boom!"

An arm stretched out from behind and pulled hard, almost knocking the young public-funded student to the ground. At the same time, a huge tree tumor whizzed past his scalp and hit him hard.

It hit a shield supported by the assistant teachers nearby, and the shield flashed wildly and almost shattered.

"These mutated tree people are not only rough-skinned and thick-bodied, but they are also surprisingly agile... You'd better not stand still and prepare spells like the method taught in the textbook." Assistant teacher Hilda threw a spell at the tree man.

A binding spell, while turning back to impart experience to the young wizard.

Zheng Qing watched in shock as the tree man roared and struggled under the binding spell, and nodded repeatedly.

"Also, if you don't want to accompany those tree people to become torches, don't use any fire-related spells." The assistant teacher gave a final warning before turning around: "Many of the trees that the bull head just pulled out are conifers and cypresses.

It's very easy to ignite... Brother Yu has just arranged for several assistants at the back to prepare various water spells to prevent the guys on the opposite side from using a lose-lose style of play. I suggest you also follow his arrangements."





When Su Shijun walked through the temporary passage and descended into this small sandbox world, the chaos in the snow was gradually coming to an end.

Although the teaching assistants have used all kinds of dazzling magic, there is still a gap in their ranks after all. As only registered wizards, they can only cope with the prosthetic bodies of the four great wizards.

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If it weren't for the large number of people and stronger initiative, I'm afraid their battle formation would have been broken up by those guys long ago.

Compared with the teaching assistants, the guys in the Forgiveness Hunting Team, who are not even registered wizards, can only play drums and make soy sauce on the side. In other words, Zheng Qing can draw talismans on the spot, and he also has two talisman guns, which can remotely support the teaching assistants.

Their counterattack made the faces of these proud students of the first university less ugly.

Of course, no matter how fierce the battle is, the assistant teachers always stand firmly at the forefront of the battle, blocking those violent tree men and the four crazy righteous bodies in front of them. If you want to hurt the students behind you, you must

The determination to step over their corpses.

"When can people from the school come?!"

When another assistant coach was hit by Niutou's fist and vomited blood and flew back to the battle formation, Zheng Qing finally couldn't control the anxiety in his heart and looked up at the rippling sky above his head.

As the battle became more and more intense, this small temporary sandbox world could no longer withstand the overflowing magic power and was on the verge of falling apart. The bright moon that waxed and waned above its head was the best proof of this.

"If reinforcements don't come within ten minutes, the school will have to help us collect the corpses." Fatty Xin grabbed a chicken leg, tore off a piece of chicken viciously, and muttered: "Even if I turn into a blue giant, I don't have the confidence to break through space.

Turbulence, get out alive."

"Ten minutes?" Xiao Xiao lowered his head, fiddled with the crystal ball in his hand, and sneered at the fat man's speculation: "Even if the teaching assistants can hold on for that long, this space can't last that long... According to my opinion, five minutes

, no more.”

This pessimistic tone made the surrounding atmosphere even more gloomy.

Zheng Qing had to find a way to change the subject and try to make everyone ignore the atmosphere.

"As long as you can eat at any time." Zheng Qing looked back at the fat man with a mouth full of oil, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "I feel like my stomach is twisted into a ball now...

It’s like having a cramp.”

"People are going to die, why are they not allowed to eat enough and go on the road?" The fat man rolled his eyes strangely and gave a very good reason: "As for the stomach cramps you mentioned, that is a disease and needs to be treated."

On normal days, Zheng Qing would have racked his brains to come up with reasons to refute the fat man's remarks. Even if it didn't work, he would have tried to find a way to criticize the fat man. But now, he had no such thoughts at all. He just frowned and stared intently.

Not far away, there were several figures fighting with the teaching assistants.

To put it bluntly, the only ones who were entangled with the assistant coaches from beginning to end were the bull-headed man and the tortoise-backed dwarf who made sneak attacks from time to time. The beautiful snake and the guy covered in golden light had always stood at the forefront of the tree-man army.

From behind, a few spells were occasionally thrown in, as if they were being fooled.

Finally, when the bullhead was once again repulsed by the assistants' battle formation, it gave up its attack and turned around to charge furiously at its companions.

"How long are you going to stand by and watch?!" The tauren's eyes were red, and he blew out two thick streams of white air from his nostrils. The sound made the entire space tremble: "Don't you feel it? It has already fallen!"

"You are its prosthetic body, we are not...your induction is naturally much stronger than ours." The beautiful snake spit out a long letter, as if it was sensing the fluctuations in the space, which made her voice a little bit louder when she spoke.

Vague: "Besides, if you do it alone, you will smash this space to pieces..."

"If we don't take away the loot that belongs to us, then the only fate that awaits us is to be destroyed!" the tauren roared.

"Do you have any other destiny?" A cold voice interrupted the tauren's roar, his tone full of chilling meaning.

Everyone present raised their heads in unison and listened.

I saw a beautiful figure wearing a red cloak appearing in mid-air next to the bright moon.

Behind that figure, three huge cyan fox tail shadows swayed silently, and at first glance they seemed to fill the entire sky.

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