"How... is this possible? How could this happen? How could you..."
Joseph looked at the unharmed Heath in front of him in disbelief, shaking his head and repeating in an incomprehensible tone.
A huge silhouette emerged from behind Heath, as if something was about to emerge from the dust and smoke. Everyone present could feel a strong sense of oppression coming towards their faces, so oppressive that it made people breathless.
The answer was about to come out, but at this moment, Heath turned his head and seemed to say something to the monster in the smoke.
The monster seemed to have receded, and its outline could no longer be seen in the dust and smoke. Or was it that there had never been any giant beast and that what had just happened was just an illusion? Several minor nobles could not be sure for the moment.
But the invisible feeling of oppression suddenly dissipated.
However, before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, a cold voice suddenly sounded from the corridor.
"finished?"
Heath asked, his voice not loud, but it inexplicably made the little nobles tremble in their hearts.
He walked forward casually, picked up the cross sword that he had just thrown down, held it in his hand and shook it casually, and then asked lightly: "Then it's my time, right?"
With that said, he walked towards the crowd.
An inexplicable sense of oppression swept over me again. Although it was not as severe as the giant thing before, it was particularly chilling in my heart.
Almost uncontrollably, the little nobles all stepped back, and in an instant only Joseph was left in the corridor.
"Joseph!" someone shouted.
Joseph woke up with a fright, but he still did not step back, but stood motionless, and even raised his chin deliberately.
But no matter how tough he acted, the words he spoke still revealed the panic in his heart at the moment.
"I am... a direct bloodline of the Oslane family! I... my father is the master of the Oslane family!"
Oslane is a powerful viscount-level family in the Southern Alliance. It has a lot of connections even in the wizarding world, and Heath certainly knows about it.
But his steps still did not stop for even a minute, but continued forward, and soon came to Joseph.
Their eyes met, Heath's expression was cold, and Joseph was uneasy.
He used his last courage to tremble: "You..."
The words were spoken but there was no chance to continue.
Heath suddenly raised his leg and kicked him straight to the chest from bottom to top. There was only a dull sound of "Boom!", and Joseph was kicked and flew several meters high from the ground.
It bounced back to the ground.
"Crack!" A sound.
Joseph hit his knees heavily on the floor and knelt in front of Heath in a very undignified manner.
However, at this time, he could no longer care about the lost face. The unprecedented severe pain in his chest made him breathless. He had no strength at all in his body and could only open his mouth and say, 'Uh...uh...'
retching.
Heath, who was completely unsatisfied, raised his leg and kicked him again. Joseph was sent flying seven or eight meters away and hit the corridor hard with his head. The pain was so painful that Joseph was dying.
But before he could take a breath, Heath appeared next to him with a quick stride, followed by several more big kicks.
For a moment, Joseph was kicked around like a ball by Heath. His body hit the corridor hard and kept making "bang, bang, bang" sounds. His head was bruised and bloody, and his whole body was covered with injuries and mud.
He looked as embarrassed as he could, and he was howling and snarling, but he was still as arrogant and domineering as before.
His followers who usually do evil things with him are like chickens being slaughtered. They stand there one by one without daring to breathe. Some people tried to say something before, but were stopped by Heath before they could speak.
He grabbed the sword and glanced at him with an indifferent look, so he froze in place in fear.
Villains who bully others are often the most coward at heart, and they often bully others just to cover up their own weakness. It is a fantasy to expect such a coward to show off at such a time.
Seeing that Joseph was about to be kicked to death by Heath, but at this moment a voice sounded——
"Stop it quickly, you naughty apprentice!"
A translucent man emerged from the wall and shouted angrily at Heath.
It's the college ghost who's arrived.
At the same time, more and more ghosts came out of the wall, and there was a burst of cramped footsteps in the corridor in the distance. After a while, a large group of people came over.
, there are apprentices and mentors, and the one at the front is the wizard Dean Karls.
Whether it was a ghost, an apprentice, or a mentor, they were all shocked when they saw what happened in the corridor.
"Oh my God!"
"What happened here? Is that apprentice crazy? Someone come and stop him quickly!"
Dean Carls shouted angrily at Heath: "Stop, apprentice!"
Heath turned a deaf ear and continued to punch and kick Joseph, even moving his hands faster.
Karls was furious.
He raised the short-handled staff and pointed it at Heath, and a thunderous voice sounded in the corridor: "I asked you to stop, didn't you hear it!!!"
Heath frowned and finally stopped.
Karls continued: "Now, throw me the cross sword in your hand, and then squat against the wall!"
Heath was silent for a moment.
Light has gathered at the top of the staff, which is a sign that the spell is ready.
"call!"
Heath breathed a sigh of relief, relieved his anger, then raised his cross sword and headed towards Karls.
Karls' voice softened a little: "Very good, now throw the sword over."
Heath nodded obediently, and then threw the cross sword upwards with all his strength. The cross sword flying high in the air drew an arc towards the crowd and then fell down. He was about to fall into the crowd and hit some unlucky guy.
.
Kars frowned, and could only point at the cross sword and recite a spell, and the cross sword immediately froze in the air.
at the same time.
A ruthless look flashed across Heath's eyes, and he jumped up suddenly, then stepped hard on Joseph's horn leather boots.
"Crack--" Everyone heard a scalp-numbing clear sound like grinding teeth. Joseph's foot was broken.
"Ah!!!" An earth-shattering scream sounded.
Joseph completely passed out.
Everyone in the corridor took a breath of air-conditioning and looked at Heath over there in disbelief. This fierceness was beyond everyone's expectations.
Karls was also stunned on the spot. After decades of educating people, this was the first time he had seen such an apprentice.
...
Shortly after.
"Apprentice Heath Schwartz participated in the fight, attacked the apprentice with excessive force, violated the prohibition of weapons in the tower, and offended the teacher... According to the provisions of Article 213 of the Academy Management Regulations, the apprentice is now punished: Solitary Room 3
Months!”
Carrying his belongings and walking into the solitary room, Heath exclaimed, "Did that girl cast a curse on me?"
Unexpectedly, Nasha tried her best to put her words into words, but Heath really had a problem on the day of the school anniversary.
Three months in solitary confinement is his punishment.
Heath felt that this punishment was quite fair. After all, what he did before was for self-protection at first, but later it was purely to vent his anger. He beat the apprentice to a semi-crime, but was only confined for three months. In total, this was actually
It's earned.
You know, Joseph's group of henchmen who had done nothing had all been turned into toads and imprisoned in the pond, and Joseph himself was said to be expelled from the tower...
Joseph and his henchmen were full of complaints on weekdays. On the contrary, Heath had performed well since he was admitted to the hospital and was an excellent student who had condensed two characters in just a few months. It was natural for the tower to favor him.
of.
In fact, if he hadn't been too disrespectful to Dean Karls in the last moment, the punishment might have been even lower...
"Fortunately, Murdoch has been busy catching thieves recently, otherwise he might really have to celebrate the college celebration in his stomach..."
Heath clicked his tongue.
"Squeak!~" At this moment, a familiar squeak suddenly sounded from not far away.
Heath was stunned and turned to look over there, only to see something white dots flickering outside under the crack of the entrance door, as if it was trying to get in.
No...
Before Heath could recover, the white dot was like a liquid cat, lowering its body and squeezing out of the small gap. It looked like a small white spider.
Who else could it be if it wasn't Heath's familiar, Chouzi?
"squeak!"
With a joyful cry, the little spider jumped up, like a child jumping into its mother's arms, and plunged into Heath's arms...