My monster derivative skills are the orthodox ones

Chapter 131 Are you still called a young man if you are not arrogant?

How did he find me?

The pupils of Shabei, the elf archer who was hiding in the crowd and was named, suddenly shrank, and the hand holding the bowstring almost loosened, shooting the arrow out.

"Young man, don't be impulsive."

Peter, the forbidden wind wizard, was so shocked when he saw the fireball and lightning ball in Li Ye's hands growing bigger and bigger.

He had always thought that the young man in front of him was a wind-type swordsman, but he didn't expect that he was also a triple-type magician.

Where did this freak come from?

Peter did not dare to launch an attack rashly.

Lightning and fire attacks are the strongest. If he joins forces with Shabei, he may be able to kill the young man in front of him in an instant.

But if the magic in his hands gets out of control, it will bring uncontrollable disasters to the fortress.

The most important thing is that he has a love for talent. Such an outstanding young man should go to the front line to fight the undead, and should not die at the hands of his own people.

The sharpshooter Shabei walked out of the crowd, with the arrow still aimed at Li Ye in the sky. The wind element was surrounding the arrow, and the arrow flashing with blue light gave people an extremely dangerous aura.

Behind him, a group of elves also aimed their bows at the sky.

The soldiers in the fortress were busy turning the magic crystal cannon around and pointing the muzzle at Li Ye.

The magicians raised their staffs, chanted spells, and set up shields above the soldiers' heads to prevent the fireballs from falling from the sky...

The soldiers in the fortress have been fighting the undead army for three years and have rich battlefield experience, enough to deal with any emergency.

……

"Young man, what's your name?" Peter slowed down his voice and tried to make his tone gentle. "Who is your mentor? Maybe we can talk about it. You have a strong magical talent, but it shouldn't be used here.

Impulsiveness can't solve anything, but will lead you into disaster. You are still young, and you will have a beautiful wife and children who love you in the future. You shouldn't let your life end here..."

"Why don't you ask what Luo Ao Neil did?" Li Ye seemed not to notice the weapon pointed at him. He smiled and glanced at the marshal behind Peter and said, "He is insulting a great all-round forbidden mage, insulting the sacred legendary mage Gan..."

"Aragon, there is nothing wrong with what I did." Luo Ao Neil interrupted Li Ye in time.

He stepped out into the air and stood with Peter, accusing Li Ye with a sullen face, "It's you, on the contrary, there is something wrong with your mentality. If what you said is true, you are tarnishing your teacher's reputation.

At least your teacher never disregards the safety of human beings.

If you are really his disciple, you should be examined. Once your identity is verified, we will naturally entrust you with important tasks.

Look at what you are like now, impulsive and arrogant. Even if you are powerful, who would dare to put their life in your hands? You are now only bringing disaster to mankind..."

"Then there's nothing to talk about?" Li Ye raised his eyebrows and continued to input magic power into the lightning ball.

"We have something to talk about. We have something to talk about." Peter looked at the fireball that was getting bigger and bigger, and his heart was trembling. "I'll talk to you. Maybe we can go to another place. Let's talk in the death fog. How about it?"

One played the good guy and the other played the bad guy, and they didn't even have any rehearsal.

Li Ye sighed at their cooperation, and in Peter's horrified eyes, he suddenly threw the fireball in his hand at the soldiers below, and threw the lightning ball to the opposite side.

"Wind shield."

Peter raised his staff, and strong winds swirled around him, forming layers of white shields that blocked him and Luo Ao behind them.

The moment the fireball fell, it turned into a rain of fire.

The magicians below were in a panic and the soldiers were looking for places to hide.

The sharpshooter Shabei sighed in his heart and decisively released the bowstring in his hand.

The arrow seemed to have pierced through the void and suddenly appeared in front of Li Ye's lower abdomen. In the end, he showed mercy and did not attack Li Ye's vital points.

But the next second, something shocking happened to him.

The arrow that was powerful enough to kill a giant dragon was actually firmly grasped by the young man...

What kind of terrifying power is this?

Is he a dragon in human skin?

Shabei almost bit off his tongue. He didn't dare to be careless anymore. He pulled the bowstring quickly and shot a string of arrows at Li Ye.

After the nine arrows flew out, they split into eighty-one, blocking any direction that Li Ye could escape...

This is his secret weapon.

No one could escape from his Nine-Split Arrow, not even the Sword Master.

But right under his nose, eighty-one arrows hit an afterimage and flew higher into the sky.

There seemed to be a nonchalant smile on the corner of the afterimage's mouth.

Then, the first arrow he shot flew back from the sky with a sound of breaking through the air, and headed straight for his lower abdomen.

Before Shabei could react, he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen as the arrow pierced through him.

How can it be?

The most powerful archer of the elves was shot by his own arrow?

His arrow was aimed at his lower abdomen, so the arrow he returned also shot at his own lower abdomen...

Did he do it on purpose?
Shabei understood Li Ye's intention in an instant, and the sharpshooter's self-confidence almost collapsed at this moment.

The magic crystal cannon roared, but even the arrows of the sharpshooter Sha Bei could not hit Li Ye, let alone the magic crystal cannon that could only go straight forward?
It was already difficult enough for Peter to use the wind shield to block the lightning, and he also had to use some of his magic power to intercept the magic crystal cannons to prevent them from causing damage to the buildings on the hillside. He was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

For a moment, he even regretted his previous kindness.

Luo Ao is right. Unregulated power is a disaster for humanity. It is better to have no power at all.

He should have used a strong wind to blow the young man named Aragorn out of the fortress at the beginning, and then beat him up severely. If he had been beaten into a state of obedience, he would not be as passive as he is now.

To deal with such an arrogant young man who doesn't know his own limitations, he should be made to suffer enough so that he will surrender...

……

Li Ye cast an earth shield on himself and dived into Peter's wind shield.

The wind shield is like a wall of air. Any object that touches it will be bounced away. Even if you are lucky enough to break into the wind shield, it will be chopped into pieces by the high-speed airflow.

Peter is a forbidden wind wizard. No one dares to confront the wind shield he uses head-on.

Seeing Aragorn rushing in bravely, Peter was relieved. He could finally make this restless boy suffer a little.

But a fist suddenly appeared in front of him, interrupting his thoughts.

boom!
The old man felt that the bridge of his nose had sunk into his skull and he fell into a coma instantly.

The out-of-control wind element dispersed, the levitation technique failed, and he fell from the air. Fortunately, Li Ye rescued him and prevented the old guy from being smashed to pieces.

Then, Li Ye smiled at Marshal Luo Ao, who had a look of astonishment on his face, and hit his lower abdomen with his empty hand. There was a series of crackling sounds, and something broke.

The enormous force turned Luo Ao into a hunched shrimp shape.

Marshal Luo Ao's face was covered with a mask of pain, and he subconsciously punched back.

But when his fist hit Li Ye, it was like hitting a solid wall and almost broke his wrist.

boom!
Li Ye punched him in the stomach again.

Marshal Luo Ao's expression was distorted by this punch, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. His body was limp, and he lost the strength to resist. Li Ye also grabbed him by the waist and held him in his hand...

The wind shield dissipated.

Li Ye's figure reappeared in front of everyone.

The noisy fortress seemed to be frozen in time, and fell into silence in an instant.

Iris covered her mouth in surprise. She knew that Li Ye was strong, but she didn't know that Li Ye was so strong.

The forbidden wizard of the wind, the Grand Marshal whose martial arts were second only to the sword master, and the sharpshooter of the elves, were all injured by him in just a few rounds, while he was unscathed.

Moreover, he never removed her levitation spell, and even added a shield to her body when the magic crystal cannon was fired...

As expected, he is worthy of being the man closest to God!

……

Wow!
There was a great uproar in the fortress.

Seeing Peter and Luo Ao being captured by Li Ye, the soldiers became confused and didn't know what to do for a moment!
This has never happened before!

Archmage Peter is a forbidden mage who can always turn the tide when fighting against the undead army.

In their hearts, Peter was a god-like being, and their God was actually captured by a young man!
Even the invincible marshal was captured.

Where is the sky?

Is humanity going to perish?
……

"Let go of the Marshal."

"Let go of the Marshal."

More dragon knights and elves with flying abilities appeared in the sky.

They surrounded Li Ye, each of them with anger on their face.

A burly middle-aged man with a huge sword on his back walked in the air, flew up from behind the fortress, and confronted Li Ye head-on.

His body was burning with flames, and he looked like a Super Saiyan. He looked at Li Ye coldly and said, "Boy, I advise you to let go of Marshal Luo Ao and Mage Peter."

"Your Majesty Aragorn, he is the Fire Sword Saint Quaid Marshall." Iris kindly introduced the identity of the visitor to Li Ye.

on the ground.

The fireball thrown by Li Ye has been extinguished by many magicians.

The soldiers made way.

More than a dozen giant beasts several dozen meters tall stood on the field in the middle of the fortress, looking up at Li Ye in the sky.

On the shoulder of one of the giant beasts stood a minotaur carrying a huge axe. The power he exuded was no weaker than that of the sword master.

Everyone in the fortress seemed to be alarmed.

Iris's face turned pale, and she pursed her lips subconsciously: "Your Majesty Aragorn, the person on the beast is the orc berserker Yokru, and over there is the orc high priest Cedric..."

You've stirred up a hornet's nest!

Li Ye looked around at the people in the sky and on the ground, not afraid at all: "Everyone, I am not an enemy, I just want to talk to the marshal, but he disagrees, I have no choice but to use this method!"

"Who are you?" asked the Fire Sword Saint Quide, "I have never seen you before, nor have I heard your name."

"Let me introduce myself again. My name is Aragorn Vincent. I come from the Age of Gods ten thousand years ago. My teacher is the legendary wizard Gandalf..."

Li Ye smiled and looked around at everyone elegantly, "I came here to help you fight against the undead scourge, but Marshal Luo Ao seems unwilling to believe my identity, so I have no choice but to prove myself in this way!

Can we talk now? If you still don't want to believe, we can continue to fight, but that will only make our loved ones sad and our enemies happy!"

As he spoke, he picked up Peter and pointed his body in the direction of the Mist of the Dead. "I don't want to become a sinner of mankind because of some people's stupidity."

(End of this chapter)