"Well, I think so. Considering Dar's character, this possibility should be very high."
Bufan nodded, and then asked: "By the way, Dick, do you all study in the classroom?"
"Yeah, most of our studying actually just involves sitting down."
"No wonder, when I passed by the teaching building, I heard people singing inside? I thought the teacher was giving a music class at first, but after I saw the words "Theology Class 1" on the door sign, I realized that it was from the Department of Theology. people."
"That's not singing. Divine skills are not as straightforward as your swordsmanship. They need to be recited, which can also be said to be chanting. Moreover, the syllables also need to pay attention to the cadence. The more complex the magical skills, the longer it takes to prepare. It sounded like singing.”
Sounds like singing? Then tell me what's the difference between it and singing?
If you really say this, you just say it in your heart. If you really say it, you don't know where Dick will take you?
"Then Dick, do you need to do a short period before you fight with someone?"
"That's not true. How can a duel between two people give you so much time to chant, so we often use the simplified version when time is tight. Although the power is a bit lower, we only need to pronounce one or two important syllables. It can be released.”
"Oh, I see. So if you are given enough time, can you release those powerful magical spells?"
"Very powerful? Bufan, how powerful do you want it to be?"
"Is there one that will destroy heaven and earth as soon as it is released?"
"Destruction of Heaven and Earth, you think I have the strength of the Vice-Dean." Dick smiled helplessly, "If you give me enough time to prepare, the power of my magical spell will indeed become much greater, but , at best, it can only reach the upper limit of what one's own spirit can tolerate. Of course, if it is someone else's magic, then I can still act as a primer." Having said this, Dick confidently used his book that never left his side. He patted the table.
"Uh, is that like this?" As the saying goes, there is a gap between the lines. I am not a student of magic, so I don't have much experience. However, looking at Dick's smile, Bufan suddenly felt something strange.
The alluring scents of the surroundings hit him one after another, making Bufan, who was already extremely hungry, even hungrier.
Unconsciously, he looked towards the service window. Dar was still quite fast, and he was now walking towards him.
However, in his peripheral vision, Bufan spotted a somewhat familiar man. He turned around and looked at him. The man also sensed something and looked over. The two of them met their eyes...
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Seeing this man, Feifan's eyes suddenly turned cold.
After the other party stared at Bufan for a few times, he also started to walk towards Bufan.
"Oh, why do you look so familiar? Isn't this the kind-hearted person with a righteous heart? It turns out that you are the new student of the college this year. It is really destined that you will be healed soon?" He came to Bufan. , this bald man with painted face crossed his arms, lowered his head and looked down at Bufan.
Bufan already recognized that the person in front of him was the playboy accomplice at that time, the culprit who caused his serious injury and almost death. His name was Tucker, and these two words were deeply imprinted in Bufan's mind.
Tucker's downward gaze made Bufan quite unhappy. His look was very similar to the one that trampled him under his feet before.
He immediately stood up and mocked: "Hey, whose dog is lost? It's barking like this."
"What did you say?" Tucker's face turned cold.
"So you have become deaf? Congratulations!"
"Oh, hahahaha, good, very good, very good. I didn't expect that the trash that I casually maimed a few days ago would be so talented. Boy, did I remember telling you? If you don't have enough strength, you have to pay for talking nonsense. At a price.”
Suddenly, Tucker took action without warning. He suddenly opened his hand and slapped Bu Fan in the face.
Bufan had already focused his attention when he was mocking the other person. He couldn't take the guy in front of him too seriously.
When the opponent waved over, Bufan made a defensive move in advance, and blocked the palm with his elbow when Tucker was surprised.
'snort',
After missing a hit, Tucker raised his left fist and punched him out. Seeing this, Bufan immediately turned his head away and dodged the fierce fist by a hair.
However, the other party is at the peak of the swordsman level after all, and his strength is not comparable to that of an apprentice like Bu Fan who has not yet entered the swordsman gate.
The slap at the beginning may have been casual, but the subsequent punch seemed a bit serious.
After dodging the punch, Bufan's eyes were sore from the pressure of the opponent's heavy punches one after another.
Two consecutive attacks were dodged, and Tucker lost his face. A dignified being close to the master level could not defeat an apprentice who had not yet reached the sergeant level. This made others look at where to put their faces.
Thinking of this, Tucker took another step forward and got closer to Bufan.
Fighters are known as the kings of close combat, and close combat is their specialty.
Bufan, who was approached, immediately enjoyed extraordinary treatment.
Facing Tucker's attack with fists and feet as weapons, although Feifan's strength had improved a lot, he was still at a disadvantage immediately. Not long after, he was kicked in the stomach by Tucker. The strong momentum made his body unable to bear any impact. He flew backwards uncontrollably, knocking down several tables and chairs behind him.
It was said that it was too late, but it was so fast that the confrontation between the two only lasted a short moment. Dick, who reacted, saw Bufan flying out as soon as he stood up. Tucker also kicked away the chair in front of him and rushed in the extraordinary direction.
"Yan Ling: Corset the body."
The situation was urgent, and Dick finally used his magic. A strip of light appeared around Tucker. After taking shape, it immediately moved and wrapped around Tucker.
Tucker's movements stopped abruptly.
"I asked you, why are you getting so bad-mouthed? It turns out you have a helper. Unfortunately, no matter how many sheep you have, they are still sheep, and they cannot be the opponent of the wolf." After finishing speaking, Tucker's arm When he started to exert force, the muscles on his body suddenly bulged, and the wrapped light belt was torn apart like rags.
"Fire Technique, Fire Snake Hundred Steps." Seeing Tucker break free from the restraints, Geno also moved at this time. With a wave of his hand, a fire snake as thick as an arm was formed out of thin air, opened its huge mouth and rushed towards Tucker's back.
"How annoying!"
Tucker "hummed", stepped forward and then backward, twisted his waist, stepped forward, and raised his fist. The whole set of actions was done in one go. The violent punch directly scattered the incoming fire snake, and the wind of the fist even scattered the scattered sparks. He was forcefully shocked back. At this moment, his posture was extremely domineering.
