At noon, at the trial venue of the Academy of Necromancer.
While Han Shuo was cleaning one after another, he was secretly thinking about Teacher Jean's explanation of undead magic this morning, his brows were slightly furrowed and he was very absorbed.
A fat figure rushed from the door and stood in front of Han Shuo. Jack was panting and said hurriedly: "Brian, it's not good. Carey and Borg are coming to settle the score with you!"
Han Shuo was a little unhappy when his thinking was interrupted. Seeing Jack's panic, he frowned and asked, "What's going on? These two idiots Kaili and Borg were beaten by me last time. Why are they here to die again?"
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"I don't know. I don't know for sure. I just heard that they ate something in the morning. They seemed to be very uncomfortable and their faces were all blue. Anyway, they are shouting to come and settle accounts with you. The little witch Lisa is also looking for you!"
Reaching out and touching his back, Han Shuo felt that there was still a little pain, but it was much better than last night. The dark blue fighting energy on his back was still wrapped up by the magic energy, and the dark blue fighting energy seemed to be spreading little by little.
It shrunk and disappeared, making Han Shuo feel a little relieved.
"You're looking for death, you can't blame me!" Han Shuo shouted coldly, clenched the broom in his hand, and looked at the door.
Jack's expression was still anxious, he rubbed his hands and said urgently: "Brian, this time is different from last time. Carey and Borg have found a few helpers this time. They don't seem to be our undead handymen, there are several
They are all tall and strong, so run away!"
"Damn Brian, how dare you plot against us, I want you to look good today!" Amid Jack's urgent urging, Carey's voice came from outside. By the time his voice fell, several people in the group had already tried
The door to the training ground is blocked.
Kaili and Borg were really blue in the face. Just after they entered the door, Borg let out a "Ugh" sound, hugged his stomach suddenly, twitched, and spit out a mouthful of dark water juice from his mouth.
It immediately gave off a bitter and sour smell.
When Kaili saw what Bog had vomited, his already blue face became even more ugly. He seemed to be feeling sick in his stomach. He put his hand into his throat with a "Woo" sound, and seemed to want to vomit something out, but nothing came out.
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"Brian, you asked Lisa to make something for us to eat. You killed us. Today I will fight with you!" After vomiting for a while, Borg felt a little weak. He held the door and covered his stomach with one hand.
Pointing at Han Shuo's resentful and angry voice, he said.
Han Shuo smiled in his heart and felt speechless. The last time Lisa asked him why he suddenly became so flexible and powerful, he just told her some random things to get rid of her. How could he know that Lisa believed it to be true and actually used those disgusting things?
The stuff was brewed, and it looked like they were experimenting on Borg and Carey. No wonder these two people looked like they were dying.
"No, no!" Han Shuo shook his head and said with a blank look on his face, looking stupid and innocent.
"Lisa has already told us, and you still dare to say it's not true. I won't leave until I teach you a lesson today!" Kaili shouted angrily and gestured to the helpers beside him.
A total of six servants, including Borg, rolled up their sleeves and walked toward Han Shuo fiercely.
Except for Kaili and Borg, several other handymen are from the Dark Department, but they are somewhat different from what Jack said about being tall and strong. There are indeed tall ones among these four, but the tall ones are all skinny and skinny.
There are some, but judging from the height, they are not as tall as Han Shuo. Generally speaking, they are not tall enough, and they are not strong enough. Judging from their combat power, they are probably not very good either.
Tightening his hands, Han Shuo still had a naive expression, and there was an uncontrollable desire to vent in his heart. It seemed that he had to knock all these people down to quell this desire.
This unexpected look filled Han Shuo's mind instantly, urging Han Shuo to act like a spell. Han Shuo's character has always been relatively passive, and he rarely takes the initiative to offend.
No one dares to be too arrogant and cause trouble, but if we fight with them now, with Han Shuo's current strength and speed, things may become bigger. Han Shuo is unwilling to do so, but his reason cannot restrain him.
This feeling is exactly the same as the last time in the trial field, when Han Shuo wanted to take action when facing Lisa. At that time, Han Shuo abandoned his reason and acted according to his inner desire, and was finally penetrated into the body by Claude.
The fighting spirit was melted by the wrapped demonic energy.
Today, the situation is exactly the same. The magic energy on Han Shuo's back is still wrapped with Eric's fighting spirit, and the desire in his heart has become extremely strong.
Turning around and looking at the shivering Jack, Han Shuo no longer had a trace of simplicity on his face. His eyes were as sharp as blades, and with a hint of gambler's enthusiasm, he handed the broom in his hand to Jack. Han Shuo said coldly: "Take him.
, whoever dares to hit you, fight him!"
After a pause, Han Shuo pointed to the other sharp end of the iron broom and said calmly: "Use this sharp end!"
Jack was horrified by Han Shuo's current appearance. He looked at Han Shuo stupidly, his legs trembling. There was no trace of Brian's cowardice and cowardice in the calmness and coldness shown by Han Shuo now!
Putting the broom into Jack's hand, Han Shuo turned around, his expression still simple and dull, and he said in a panic out of instinctive fear: "No, don't hit me!"
"You're the one I'm beating!" A group of six people swarmed up, suddenly using their fists and feet to greet Han Shuo's whole body.
Holding his head with both hands, Han Shuo first fled back in fear. After he took three steps back and came to Jack's side, Han Shuo suddenly felt stimulated and howled several times, like an irritated beast.
Like a bull, it rushed towards the six people.
The one at the front was Kaili. Seeing Han Shuo going crazy again, Kaili, who had been severely beaten last time, felt his heart tremble. His right foot that he had raised to kick froze in the air, but he did not dare to drop it.
However, just because Kaili didn't kick him, it didn't mean that Han Shuo would let him go. As he was running, Han Shuo could already feel the magic energy on his back running rapidly. It looked like he was already digesting the energy just like last time.
The dark blue fighting spirit left behind.
At this moment, Han Shuo had only one unstoppable thought in his mind: to kill everyone who was causing trouble in front of him - life or death!
With both hands open, Han Shuo quickly hugged Kaili's right foot in the air, and then used a lift. Kaili flipped backwards in the air and landed with a "plop". He grinned and screamed in pain, and his teeth were in close contact with the ground.
, there was blood on the corner of his mouth.
The four people nearby who came to help Kaili and Borg were startled when they saw Han Shuo being so aggressive. Their originally smiling expressions suddenly stopped, and their expressions became a little weird.
"Don't be afraid. He is alone. There are six of us here. We can kill him with random punches!" Borg stiffened his neck and suddenly spoke. He twisted a four-legged wooden stool out of nowhere and shouted.
Then he threw it at Han Shuo.
When Borg said this, the other four people who had just exhausted their momentum were shocked. They slowly took out sticks from their waists and followed Borg to knock Han Shuo on the head.
Even the guy was ready! Han Shuo narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he saw that Borg's bench was about to hit him, he suddenly used force with his legs and quickly dodged it.
"Bang!"
The bench hit the stone ground, and its four legs squeaked wildly. It looked a little unstable. With a slight "Eh", Borg hit the ground with a single blow. There was a look of astonishment on his face. He seemed not to have expected that Han Shuo could actually do it.
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"Boom!" A punch hit the bridge of Borg's nose, causing blood-red flowers to bloom. Borg threw his head back, staggered back two steps, and even let go of the bench he was holding on to in pain.
Lowering his head and sneering, Han Shuo grabbed the bench that Borg had dropped, and turned towards a stocky red-haired attacker behind him. The wooden stick whirred, and just when it was about to fall on Han Shuo's head, the bench was suddenly lifted up.
, forcefully thrust the wooden stick under his crotch.
Grasping a bench leg with one hand, the demonic energy on Han Shuo's back was running faster and faster. Han Shuo could clearly feel the wrapped fighting spirit disappearing into the demonic energy. His hands seemed to have endless uses.
With only average strength, Han Shuo grabbed a bench with one hand and pushed it, then suddenly tore it apart with all his strength.
With a "squeak" sound, the entire bench was torn in half. Han Shuo grabbed one side with one hand and kicked out with his right foot, hitting the sneak attacker in the lower abdomen. The man immediately turned pale and squatted down in pain.
He didn't let him go so easily. Han Shuo felt a sense of exhilaration at this moment. He just wanted to let it out. He started working with his left and right hands at the same time. He couldn't help but use half of the bench to "snap", and his hair was disheveled.
After hitting him, blood instantly burst out from his forehead, staining the bench in Han Shuo's hand red.
"Stop him quickly, this damn madman, he will kill Alva!" Borg's nose was flattened by Han Shuo's punch, and two strands of blood flowed out of his nostrils like earthworms, and he shouted in horror.
Even Kaili struggled to get up. Although he felt a little scared, he still tremblingly raised the wooden stick that he had hidden long ago, and rushed towards Han Shuo together with several others.
"Crackling"
Fierce collisions could be heard one after another. Jack, who was watching the battle from the side, had his legs bent and trembling wildly. He looked at Han Shuo with a look of disbelief on his face. Han Shuo was seen holding half of the bench with one hand, showing no fear in the face of the combined attacks of several people.
On the crazy and arrogant face, a pair of eyes revealed a biting coldness.
Han Shuo's body kept moving to dodge, but the bench never stopped, and it hit several people's noses and faces. In a short time, blood spurted out from the faces and heads of the six besiegers.
At this moment, Jack beside him was completely stunned, shocked by Han Shuo's cold methods - he never dared to imagine that one day Han Shuo, who had always been cowardly and submissive, could have such a fierce and violent side.
Just when Jack's expression was dull, the fighting spirit left by Eric on Han Shuo's back was finally slowly refined by the magic power during his free-spirited battle. At this moment, Han Shuo was shocked.
, suddenly realized what he was doing, and felt a little scared in his heart.
"There is a sound of fighting. What's going on? Go to the trial field and have a look!" Suddenly, Han Shuo heard Fanny's words from a distance, and then he heard footsteps approaching quickly.
On the other hand, Kailiborg and the others were still unaware. They were all trembling with fear, looking at themselves with fear and horror. They all had sticks in their hands, but no one dared to take another step closer.
Han Shuo knew that something was serious this time, and he quickly changed his mind. Immediately, his heart moved, and he suddenly ran towards the door of the training ground. As he ran, Han Shuo smeared the blood from the bench in his hand on his face and forehead, and then
He threw away the two blood-stained half benches and grabbed the wound on his back where Eric had hit him with his sword yesterday. He let out a cry of pain as he tore hard. The wound that had not yet completely scarred instantly burst open and blood spilled out.
His back turned red.
When he arrived at the door, Han Shuo's fast running stopped suddenly. He immediately fell down on the ground and crawled towards the door "with difficulty". When he saw Fanny and others appearing, Han Shuo stretched out his blood-stained hands, his forehead and the bridge of his nose.
There was blood all over it, and he whimpered with fear on his face: "They, many of them beat me, save...save me!"