Chapter 222: Magic scroll
What Hong Cheng was waiting for was just such an opportunity. He crushed the magic scroll in his arms and summoned a third-level wind magic wind blade whirlwind, which hit Xiao Zhe's back.
He got this from a wind magician. For this scroll, he served as an apprentice to that magician as a cow and horse for three years. Finally, I got this magic scroll comparable to the full blow of a third-level magician.
Even if you are a high-level magician, but you are completely unguarded, and even if the magic shield is not supported, it must be uncomfortable to be hit by my windblade whirlwind, right?
Seeing that the translucent sharp wind blade was about to hit Xiao Zhe, it suddenly disappeared like a clay cow into the sea.
"Well, what's going on?" Hong Cheng was stunned. He thought that there was something wrong with his eyes, so he rubbed vigorously. However, he saw Xiao Zhe had turned around, his whole body was intact, and he was looking at himself with a gloomy expression, "What kind of sorcery did you use to dissolve my whirlwind?"
"Oh? Is this the Wind Blade Whirlwind?" Xiao Zhe's gloomy face showed a smile, "I thought it was just a gust of wind passing by, and I didn't feel the power of this third-level magic at all!"
"You must have used some sorcery, these are all hallucinations!" Hong Cheng shouted, his face distorted because of anger and despair, "I can't scare me, these are all hallucinations!"
After finishing speaking, he used his most powerful magic with all his strength-the dust technique.
A gray mist enveloped Xiao Zhe, and then Hong Cheng ran away.
It's not that he doesn't want to use more powerful magic. It's a pity that a fourth-level magic apprentice can use this useless magic.
Hong Cheng's original intention was only to use this magic to block Xiao Zhe's sight for a while, so as to buy some time for his escape.
As long as he could escape into the gate of the Magic Academy tens of meters away, he would be safe.
No matter how arrogant this waste is, he dare not do anything to himself in the academy.
Unless he doesn't care about the anger of the college tutor and dean, he will be torn to pieces by then.
Hong Cheng thought very well, but it was a pity that he calculated one thing wrong.
That is, he didn't know that Xiao Zhe didn't care about anyone's thoughts at this time. The strength of being close to the Dharma Sage allowed him to walk sideways among the violets-as long as he didn't touch the Dharma Sage in the palace, there would be no one at all. I can deal with him.
Even if the instructors of the magic academy who are no more than intermediate magicians and the deans of the academy who are senior magicians, they are not Xiao Zhe's opponents together.
Xiao Zhe just waved his hand gently, and a breeze blew away, blowing away the dust that had gathered Hong Cheng's whole body magic power.
Looking at Hong Cheng, who was rushing towards the gate of the Magic Academy, a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Hurry up, hurry up!
Hong Cheng yelled in his heart. He hated his parents for not giving themselves more legs so that he could run faster.
It's getting closer and closer to the gate of the college.
Ten meters.
Nine meters.
Eight meters.
Just when Hong Cheng had stepped into the gate of the academy with one foot, and when he thought he was safe, several ice thorns shot from behind nailed him to the ground laboriously.
As if he had fallen from heaven into hell, Hong Cheng had already threw himself to the ground before he could react. The sharp pain in his wrist and ankle made him recognize a fact.
That guy really did it.
