The return trip was much faster than when we arrived, this is what everyone clearly felt.
Because all their sails were amplified by the Eyes of the Word Spirit and Wind King, even the howling sea wind was twisted within the field.
The iron-green Dragon Deadpool was dragged upside down by the boy and hung on the stern of the boat, speeding on the sea. His head covered with scales and thick horns was submerged in the sea, and he was choked in a mouthful of water from time to time.
Caesar Gattuso looked at the young man riding the wind and waves in front of him, with a smile on his handsome face.
This guy really didn't try his best when he fought with me, otherwise he might not be able to survive a few rounds.
Caesar was not jealous that Li Longyuan stole his limelight. On the contrary, he was happy to have one more opponent who could compete with him and a friend in the dragon-slaying career in the future in the academy.
On the beach paved with soft sand, Executive Department Commissioner Ye Sheng and Shude Aki looked at this scene and sighed inexplicably.
"The principal seems to have brought a monster into the school."
Sweet Japanese girl whispers.
"Of course, he is an orthodox person."
Ye Sheng, who was tall and thin, leaned against the thick coconut tree with his arms folded, raising his thick eyebrows proudly.
"What kind of organization is Orthodoxy that can cultivate such a hybrid?"
Aki looked up at the energetic young man and asked curiously.
"It is a very ancient organization. It seems to have existed in the Li and Tang era thousands of years ago."
As a Chinese, Ye Sheng naturally knows some things.
"After I first learned about my mixed-race identity, I also asked the relevant person in charge of the orthodox race and expressed my desire to join them."
The young man turned to look at the girl and smiled lightly.
"What happened next? What did they say?"
Shutoku Aki became more and more curious.
"They rejected me."
Ye Sheng said.
This answer surprised the girl. After joining the execution department and becoming Ye Sheng's partner for several years, she clearly understood his strength.
In just two years, he has completed eight B-level missions and three A-level missions, which is a sharp knife in Schneider's hands.
But such an elite would also be rejected by a mixed-race organization?
"Why?"
Aki asked more questions, she really couldn't figure out the reason.
"When I was young and full of energy, I also wanted an answer."
Ye Sheng responded.
"They told me that people of different faiths cannot work together. Even if I join today, I will leave one day."
The young man finally explained, his eyes already looking towards the distant horizon.
What is this ancient and mysterious organization planning?
And why are you so sure that you and they will definitely go on completely opposite paths?
The slender young man came back riding the wind and waves, followed by hundreds of sails. The snow-white water waves added a touch of color to the calm blue sea, and the eagles circled in the sky and sang loudly.
This is a competition for teenagers to pursue their ambitions. All students begin to regard the one at the front as their goal. After exerting all their strength, they spread out their sails and compete to get across.
The real long distance race began silently.
The contestants tightened the mast, arched their bodies, and half squatted on the narrow sail board. The sails were like wings to receive the oncoming sea breeze, gliding in the waves at high speed, their bodies rising and falling with the waves, and more people appeared from time to time.
Signs of briefly escaping from the sea and becoming airborne.
The handsome young man with blond hair was shirtless, revealing his strong abdominal muscles. His perfect control over his body made him quickly stand out from the crowd and take the lead.
Of course, Li Longyuan noticed Caesar's actions, and immediately smiled, his body also arched, and the Word Spirit and Storm Horn closed.
He's going to have a real competition with this guy.
The white waves rolled and surged, and the two sails, one green and one gold, rotated with the controller. The sails formed a perfect angle with the sea breeze. Driven by this force, the speed continued to accelerate, like an arrow leaving the string.
The snow-white Haidongqing waved its wings vigorously in the air, and the eagle's eyes reflected the two figures, one green and one gold, as fast as lightning. They kept intertwining in the vast expanse of the sea, like two continuously entwining forward.
Long and narrow vertical lines.
Young people have extreme self-confidence and a desire to win. Hot-blooded teenagers will never admit defeat.
They chased each other, splashing layers of snow-white ripples, and finally went hand in hand during the sprint. The crowd on the shore seemed to have forgotten their previous panic, and they were all cheering loudly for the contestants.
The handsome young man stood barefoot on the board, flew out and landed elegantly on the beach. The body of the ferocious Deadpool then smashed into a deep pit, and smoke and dust flew everywhere.
The handsome young man with blond hair stopped the windsurfing board in front of the shore. He took a step slower when sprinting.
But he was convinced of the defeat, after all, Li Yongyuan also had a big guy with him.
At this time, David Miller, who had been shouting arrogantly, had already been filled with sea water and his breath was sluggish.
The crowd gathered around and looked at the ferocious body of the dragon-shaped Deadpool at close range.
At this time, a white-haired old man wearing a cowboy hat came out with a bottle of whiskey. The iron box was engraved with complex and gorgeous patterns, and the bottle was polished until it shined. It looked like a valuable antique.
Night watchman and deputy principal of Kassel College, Nicholas Flamel.
"Tsk, tsk, it tastes really good."
He unscrewed the screw cap, raised his head and took a sip of strong wine, smashed his lips and sighed, without even looking at Deadpool lying on the ground.
"I dare say you must like Erguotou."
Li Yongyuan was making jokes on the sidelines.
"You performed well in this war practice class. I can give you full marks."
A middle-aged man wearing a white mask came out. Even in the scorching sun, he was still wearing the long black trench coat of the executive department.
The students around him looked at the cold-blooded minister with awe, even if they were a little shocked and angry because of the previous incident, they dared to hide it in their hearts.
"Thank you very much."
Mr. Li has never cared much about academic performance. Could it be that if he is dissatisfied with his studies, Cassell can expel him?
"Lyme, Hoss, and Barton, you three failed this practical class."
Schneider then pointed out three people in the crowd, and they stepped forward.
"Why? I've always been on the front line."
Among them, the tallest and strongest European man stood up to refute, not understanding the reason why his score was unqualified.
"Because you didn't notice the ordinary people around you, you started to release a range of speech spirits."
Schneider has been secretly observing every move of the students. This guy's Word Spirit Chi has extremely high range damage. Once detonated, the power is equivalent to fifty incendiary bombs filled with white phosphorus. The flame temperature is not as good as Jun Yan, but the burning range is wider.
Fortunately, he was restrained in time by Yanling·Jin.
The other two people lowered their heads, obviously ashamed of their panicked behavior.
"Except for Li Yongyuan, Susie and Caesar can get higher scores this time."
Schneider evaluated the scores of the students present one by one. The students participating in the war practice class this time were all carefully selected by them.