I Keep Witches While Others Keep Dragons

'How could this happen?

It didn't make sense.

That was impossible.'

What Zorro had always known was completely overturned at this moment.

As an assassinating mage, the most important thing for him was to use a dagger.

It not only had to be flexible and forceful but also perfectly cooperated with magic power so that the dagger could hack without any harm.

A qualified assassin mage, even with a blunt knife, could cut iron quickly.

Zorro had always believed that he was a qualified, no, or even excellent assassinating mage.

But now, his confidence was shattered.

The sharp blade accurately cut Andrew's neck.

Precision, angle, strength, magic power, no matter from which angle, it was an impeccable and flawless perfect fatal attack.

But…

He couldn't cut it in.

The sharp blade was unable to cut through the thin skin of Andrew's neck.

With all his strength, he could not even make his skin sunken a little.

Even the dagger was slightly curled up because of this blow.

"How... How could it be..." Zorro's hands couldn't help trembling.

He looked at this scene in horror, and even he could not help trembling.

This was a full blow from him.

Even the pure secret silver could cut into four or five centimeters, but even his most fragile neck

"What's wrong? Where was your confidence?"

Andrew said.

Raising his head, Zorro saw his amiable face. "I like your attitude just now. Please recover."

Zorro tried to pull the knife back.

But the knife didn't move.

He took a closer look.

Andrew held the blade with his other hand.

He pinched the point of the knife lightly with his index finger and thumb as if he was holding a piece of paper.

But it was so easy to hold the dagger. Zorro couldn't move it at all no matter whether he pushed it forward or pulled it back.

"What's wrong? You look tired."

Andrew said gently. As he loosened his grip, Zorro fell to the ground.

At this moment, Zorro realized how horrible the gap between them was.

This would only happen when there was a huge difference between their magic power.

The knife could not even cut through his skin.

This was not how defensive Andrew was.

But Zorro's attack couldn't even penetrate the slightly flowing magic power under Andrew's skin.

It was just like when Jo used all her strength to attack the mermaid, her dagger was broken.

Zack and the other two teammates were all flabbergasted.

"You haven't strengthened your strength yet but you are good at judging people by their appearance.

In the world of mages, arrogance was taboo.

I have defeated countless powerful mages, and there is no exception for them to be defeated by me.

That was arrogance!

Even as a strong man, he had to keep humble all the time. The practice of the magic was like a boat sailing against the current, which would either advance or retreat.

A little bit of complacency would cause death!"

Andrew said firmly.

Even if he was on crutches, his condescending posture was like a mountain, unattainable.

At this moment, Andrew no longer suppressed magic power.

All the disciples present only felt a surge of pressure in their eardrums.

Although not everyone could percept the magic power directly like Andrew.

But the overwhelming sense of existence was real.

In Lion Eagle Mage Academy, no one could be more powerful than him, except for Nicholas.

Zorro, who was the closest to them, was almost suffocated. His limbs were weak and his face was deathly pale.

"So, do you have any problem now?"

Cruz said and looked back at the grade two student behind him.

The students of grade two, who had been a little dissatisfied, now nodded their heads repeatedly and sincerely.

"How about you?"

Andrew looked up at the other three students.

The three of them nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Nicholas chuckled and closed his eyes.

'3400 magic power, Andrew, I didn't see you wrong.'

Even if he was in grade three of Law School, he might still be the best.

"If everything goes well, you may be able to challenge the legendary Thirteen Star after the second semester begins.

It seemed that…

I have cultivated a genius like a monster".

After that, Cruz introduced himself to the grade two students.

With Andrew's lesson, how could a grade two student dare to challenge him? They were all respectful to Cruz.

Especially when they heard that Cruz and Andrew were neck and neck, they were even more amazed.

The legend of Andrew was not exaggerated. It was low profile.

Even though he was injured, Andrew was much stronger than they imagined.

No wonder he was able to make Red King pick him up in person.

The legendary Law School and the genius who fought back really deserved the reputation.

After that, Andrew and Cruz were divided into two groups and began to train their teams.

Andrew's training was very harsh. The first thing he did was to seal off all the students' magic power and let them run 30 laps around the playground which was 800 meters long.

After a minute's rest, they would jump 500 more times.

Then they did sit-ups and push-ups 50 times and made 20 groups. Each group had a rest for 30 seconds.

In the middle of such tired physical training, the students of grade three were already complaining.

In contrast, although Cruz was hot-tempered, he was much gentler in guidance.

Most of the time, he asked the students to release the magic they knew one by one, and then pointed at the release details of magic power one by one.

For example, how to use the smallest magic power to release the greatest power.

This guy seemed to focus on physical strength as he was an attack mage, but in fact, he had his own unique opinions on the release of magic.

In this way, the first day of training was soon coming to an end.

But in the end, an accident happened.

"I'm dying!"

The younger brother of the two brothers, Zack, sat on the ground.

During the whole afternoon's physical training, he couldn't use magic power, which had exhausted him and made him breathless.

He wiped the sweat on his face, but it was wet through in two seconds.

"What's wrong? Can't you hold on?" Andrew walked towards them slowly with crutches.

Zack glared at Andrew and scolded, "What kind of training is this?

We are mages, and we use magic power in battle! What was the point of this kind of physical training?

You are just taking revenge on us, aren't you?"

Hearing this, the other three students stopped their training and sat on the ground one by one to protest.

Zorro had even unsealed the seal and restored physical strength with magic power.

In the face of such a scene, Andrew looked down at him indifferently and said, "Really? Do you think it's meaningless?

Oh, I see."

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