Chapter 082 I have to say that Jack is a bit arrogant
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Hong Ri Zhang Wei Luo
Neville was in a daze for a while.
He didn't come back to his senses until the platform's magical ability was activated, restoring him to his original state.
At this time, apart from some pain, there were no wounds on his body.
"Am I...losing?"
Neville looked at Jack in shock.
that's it?
One punch?
"If you were outside, you would definitely be pushed to the ground and beaten wildly by me."
Jack did not deny this fact.
Instead he revealed everything very cruelly.
"Look at me, did I use some very unorthodox and very lethal magic?
No, I didn't use anything, I just let the transformation spell slightly strengthen my fist.
Locally enhancing yourself is your first choice now, but obviously, you didn't listen to my advice. "
He had said this in the morning.
But Neville was still beaten.
What can he say?
"I said, you are too kind, otherwise, you would not be unable to use such an attack." Jack said frantically.
People will always choose to believe what they like to hear.
Although some wizards have studied it, wizards and Muggles are not exactly the same creatures.
But he did not break away from the category of 'human being'.
As long as you are a human being, you will definitely listen to what you want to hear and what you like to hear.
For example, Neville.
If there were only two options before him.
One, he is not as strong as Draco and his gang, so he deserves to be beaten.
Second, he was very strong, but he was too kind and was afraid of hurting Draco and the others, so he would rather get beaten than take action.
Guess which one he will choose?
Even if what Jack said was modified with words, it was not pure truth.
But Neville still followed human nature.
Choose what you like to hear.
"Yeah...I'm just being kind..."
He clenched his fists.
"Neville, you have to remember that being kind to your enemy is cruel to yourself."
Jack is very patient and guided.
"If it is destined that only one of you and Draco can enjoy life happily, then...
That person, why can't it be you? "
Yup……
That person, why can't it be me? !
Neville was shocked.
"Remember, no one is born low and is destined to be a supporting role and a source of entertainment for others."
Jack walked up to Neville, bent down, and held out his hand.
Neville subconsciously reached out and took Jack's hand.
That hand was warm and strong.
With just a gentle tug, Neville was lifted up from the ground.
"I'll ask you again, are you afraid of death?"
When Neville heard this, although he was a little puzzled, he shook his head slightly.
There is no one in Longbottom who is afraid of death, and there cannot be anyone who is afraid of death.
"Since you are not even afraid of death, you should not be afraid of fighting for dignity!"
"Come on, act like a man!"
Jack stepped back a few meters, raised his fist with a loud roar.
Under the influence of the deformation technique, his entire right hand seemed to have mutated.
Starting from the shoulders, it has become thicker several times, and it looks thicker than the waist.
The fist clenched with five fingers was even bigger than before.
Last time it was as big as a clay pot.
This time, it looked as big as three basketballs.
A punch like this would probably flatten half of Neville's body.
Neville looked at it and his whole body trembled.
The bitter tea seeds actually felt a little wet.
Darling, who wouldn’t be afraid of such a big fist?
But Neville knew that Jack was now testing him, so he plucked up the courage and began to cast a transformation spell on himself.
At this time, the gap can be seen whether the transformation spell is mastered profoundly and proficiently enough.
Jack can change the thickness of his arms at will without using a wand.
Neville waved his wand, stumbling for a while before his fist grew in size.
Although there was not much change in body shape, his fists looked an abnormal iron-gray color.
I guess they put some effort into the material.
Maybe he followed Jack's advice and turned his skin into steel or something.
Jack waited patiently.
After Neville was ready, he rushed forward again and then punched out.
Strong muscles are not just for show.
When this punch was thrown out, the wind caused by it was extremely fierce.
It made a sound like cracking silk.
Neville hastily raised his fist in defiance.
The fists of both sides came into contact without any accident.
Bang!
With a dull hitting sound, Neville was immediately knocked out.
Like a scene that only appears in movies, he suddenly flew more than ten meters in the air, until the momentum disappeared, and then he fell heavily to the ground.
This time, he landed face down.
It slid on the ground for several meters before stopping.
Braking the face won't necessarily cause a fall, but bracing the chest is a sure thing.
Fortunately he is not a girl.
Otherwise, the brake pads may be worn away.
As the winner of the fist fight, Jack nodded with satisfaction.
I have to say, he is a bit disdainful.
Taking advantage of the reputation of sparring with Neville, he secretly tested his own strength.
No way, he never had the chance to actually fight.
In the beginning, when he went to the underground organization to fish for black gold, in order to save time, he would stay invisible throughout the entire process.
During this period, even if I took the time to make some shock bombs and flash bombs, I didn't have the chance to think about them.
Then we went to Neville's house.
Although I walked through the trial passage several times.
But is that sparring?
They are just squandering magic power on some unintelligent alchemical creations.
It’s okay to increase your reflexes and experience the weirdness of black magic props.
If you really want to fight and fight, you still have to practice with the wizard.
Although Neville is not very good, he can be cultivated.
As you practice, your strength will improve.
Neville can thus increase his confidence and gain the strength to protect himself.
And Jack can also fully appreciate and explore his own strength.
It is very consistent with the win-win characteristics of Chongguo people.
It's simply a win.
After Jack tasted the increase brought by the transformation spell, he returned to his normal shape and went to pull Neville up.
The recovery capabilities of this venue are a bit lacking.
After a beating, it takes at least three to four minutes for the person to recover.
And that's just a fist pump.
If the transformation spell is used to return the sword to the clan, I don't know how long it will take Neville, who was cut into pieces of flesh, to recover to his full body.
But well...
Just hit with your fists.
Wan Jian Guizong will not do such things as slicing people up.
That's not called training, that's called psychological abnormality.
Neville, who was pulled up by Jack, was a little shy.
He was knocked down again and again, making him fully aware of the gap between the two.
But more than shyness, there is excitement.
He has already begun to fantasize.
When you are strong enough, you can punch Draco one at a time.
Press this little snake to the ground and ravage it!
Jack didn't know what Neville was fantasizing about, but began to tell his story.
How to deform, why you do it, what are the benefits, etc.
Explain one by one for Neville.
After the explanation was over, the normal sparring started again.
Accompanied by a dull thumping sound.
The night is getting darker.
He didn't come back to his senses until the platform's magical ability was activated, restoring him to his original state.
At this time, apart from some pain, there were no wounds on his body.
"Am I...losing?"
Neville looked at Jack in shock.
that's it?
One punch?
"If you were outside, you would definitely be pushed to the ground and beaten wildly by me."
Jack did not deny this fact.
Instead he revealed everything very cruelly.
"Look at me, did I use some very unorthodox and very lethal magic?
No, I didn't use anything, I just let the transformation spell slightly strengthen my fist.
Locally enhancing yourself is your first choice now, but obviously, you didn't listen to my advice. "
He had said this in the morning.
But Neville was still beaten.
What can he say?
"I said, you are too kind, otherwise, you would not be unable to use such an attack." Jack said frantically.
People will always choose to believe what they like to hear.
Although some wizards have studied it, wizards and Muggles are not exactly the same creatures.
But he did not break away from the category of 'human being'.
As long as you are a human being, you will definitely listen to what you want to hear and what you like to hear.
For example, Neville.
If there were only two options before him.
One, he is not as strong as Draco and his gang, so he deserves to be beaten.
Second, he was very strong, but he was too kind and was afraid of hurting Draco and the others, so he would rather get beaten than take action.
Guess which one he will choose?
Even if what Jack said was modified with words, it was not pure truth.
But Neville still followed human nature.
Choose what you like to hear.
"Yeah...I'm just being kind..."
He clenched his fists.
"Neville, you have to remember that being kind to your enemy is cruel to yourself."
Jack is very patient and guided.
"If it is destined that only one of you and Draco can enjoy life happily, then...
That person, why can't it be you? "
Yup……
That person, why can't it be me? !
Neville was shocked.
"Remember, no one is born low and is destined to be a supporting role and a source of entertainment for others."
Jack walked up to Neville, bent down, and held out his hand.
Neville subconsciously reached out and took Jack's hand.
That hand was warm and strong.
With just a gentle tug, Neville was lifted up from the ground.
"I'll ask you again, are you afraid of death?"
When Neville heard this, although he was a little puzzled, he shook his head slightly.
There is no one in Longbottom who is afraid of death, and there cannot be anyone who is afraid of death.
"Since you are not even afraid of death, you should not be afraid of fighting for dignity!"
"Come on, act like a man!"
Jack stepped back a few meters, raised his fist with a loud roar.
Under the influence of the deformation technique, his entire right hand seemed to have mutated.
Starting from the shoulders, it has become thicker several times, and it looks thicker than the waist.
The fist clenched with five fingers was even bigger than before.
Last time it was as big as a clay pot.
This time, it looked as big as three basketballs.
A punch like this would probably flatten half of Neville's body.
Neville looked at it and his whole body trembled.
The bitter tea seeds actually felt a little wet.
Darling, who wouldn’t be afraid of such a big fist?
But Neville knew that Jack was now testing him, so he plucked up the courage and began to cast a transformation spell on himself.
At this time, the gap can be seen whether the transformation spell is mastered profoundly and proficiently enough.
Jack can change the thickness of his arms at will without using a wand.
Neville waved his wand, stumbling for a while before his fist grew in size.
Although there was not much change in body shape, his fists looked an abnormal iron-gray color.
I guess they put some effort into the material.
Maybe he followed Jack's advice and turned his skin into steel or something.
Jack waited patiently.
After Neville was ready, he rushed forward again and then punched out.
Strong muscles are not just for show.
When this punch was thrown out, the wind caused by it was extremely fierce.
It made a sound like cracking silk.
Neville hastily raised his fist in defiance.
The fists of both sides came into contact without any accident.
Bang!
With a dull hitting sound, Neville was immediately knocked out.
Like a scene that only appears in movies, he suddenly flew more than ten meters in the air, until the momentum disappeared, and then he fell heavily to the ground.
This time, he landed face down.
It slid on the ground for several meters before stopping.
Braking the face won't necessarily cause a fall, but bracing the chest is a sure thing.
Fortunately he is not a girl.
Otherwise, the brake pads may be worn away.
As the winner of the fist fight, Jack nodded with satisfaction.
I have to say, he is a bit disdainful.
Taking advantage of the reputation of sparring with Neville, he secretly tested his own strength.
No way, he never had the chance to actually fight.
In the beginning, when he went to the underground organization to fish for black gold, in order to save time, he would stay invisible throughout the entire process.
During this period, even if I took the time to make some shock bombs and flash bombs, I didn't have the chance to think about them.
Then we went to Neville's house.
Although I walked through the trial passage several times.
But is that sparring?
They are just squandering magic power on some unintelligent alchemical creations.
It’s okay to increase your reflexes and experience the weirdness of black magic props.
If you really want to fight and fight, you still have to practice with the wizard.
Although Neville is not very good, he can be cultivated.
As you practice, your strength will improve.
Neville can thus increase his confidence and gain the strength to protect himself.
And Jack can also fully appreciate and explore his own strength.
It is very consistent with the win-win characteristics of Chongguo people.
It's simply a win.
After Jack tasted the increase brought by the transformation spell, he returned to his normal shape and went to pull Neville up.
The recovery capabilities of this venue are a bit lacking.
After a beating, it takes at least three to four minutes for the person to recover.
And that's just a fist pump.
If the transformation spell is used to return the sword to the clan, I don't know how long it will take Neville, who was cut into pieces of flesh, to recover to his full body.
But well...
Just hit with your fists.
Wan Jian Guizong will not do such things as slicing people up.
That's not called training, that's called psychological abnormality.
Neville, who was pulled up by Jack, was a little shy.
He was knocked down again and again, making him fully aware of the gap between the two.
But more than shyness, there is excitement.
He has already begun to fantasize.
When you are strong enough, you can punch Draco one at a time.
Press this little snake to the ground and ravage it!
Jack didn't know what Neville was fantasizing about, but began to tell his story.
How to deform, why you do it, what are the benefits, etc.
Explain one by one for Neville.
After the explanation was over, the normal sparring started again.
Accompanied by a dull thumping sound.
The night is getting darker.
