I, with a long knife in my hand, can only do one move

"Wait, Mr. Campbell, that's...!"

Isabella dexterously dodged the hand of the knotweed stick to snatch the doll, "Hey, do you still want to play after the teacher is here? Sit down quickly!"

"No, that doll—"

Before the words fell, the curse skeleton without the continuous injection of magic power swung a punch. The punch came suddenly and at an extremely fast speed. At such a close distance, Isabella didn't have a little time to react. .

This sudden attack was powerful and heavy, hitting the front door.

boom!

Then the knotweed was punched flying by the doll in Isabella's arms.

"Why do you still hit me!"

Knotweed lifted his upper body from the overturned sofa, clutching his swollen cheeks with an aggrieved look.

Isabella smiled awkwardly. Of course, she realized that the beating doll in her arms was Wu Tiao's "accompanying partner" for Knotweed, so she handed the doll to Knotweed.

"Sorry, I didn't see it at first, it's just a doll after all."

Hu Zhang looked at the man who came closer and raised his fists at him with eyes wide open angrily, and the expression on his face suddenly became extremely exciting.

"Wait, Mr. Campbell, don't raise..."

boom!

"Ouch!"

.......

"Student Knotweed, are you alright?"

Isabella clasped her hands together apologetically, and expressed concern to the miserable young man moaning on the sofa in front of her.

Didn't expect that even dolls can be bullying!This world is so unfair woo woo woo!

Teacher Gojo held it

The same thing happened at that time. After stopping the input of magic power, the doll jumped out of Teacher Gojo's arms and punched him hard.

Now it's the same for Mr. Campbell?Fortunately, I was worried that Mr. Campbell would get hurt!

The teenager who was extremely unbalanced in his heart shed tears of regret.

After telling Mr. Campbell about the content and direction of his current practice, Knotweed sat cross-legged on the sofa and turned to look at her.

"Mr. Campbell, I have no talent... can I really use spells?"

The spell is to follow the innate ability of the conjurer, and even the power of the knotweed is borrowed from the two sides of the body.

Whether it's talent or foundation, Polygonum cuspidatum is not outstanding in the ranks of conjurers.

The only thing that the knotweed can rely on is Su Nuo's berserk spell power, and his body, which is stronger than ordinary people...

Isabella was slightly taken aback, and then asked: "Knotweed, if you can use spells, what do you want to use it for?"

"Of course it is to save as many people as possible!" The boy blurted out the answer without hesitation, as if he hadn't thought about it.

"So you want to learn how to cast the spell?"

"Hey, of course I want to. Like Mr. Campbell, he beat Su Nuo with his hands so that he could only run away with his head in his arms. How handsome!"

When the knotweed talked about the rise, he even forgot the doll in his arms again, the spell was interrupted for a moment, and then he was punched again.

The room rattled with chasing the cursed bones that Knotweed was beating up and down. After Knotweed managed to regain control of it, a white hand stretched out in front of it.

"Mr. Campbell, I can get up by myself...haha, I am laughing at you."

Knotweed smiled awkwardly and scratched his head.

"Tiger stick."

"Yes?"

Hearing Isabella's suddenly serious voice, Knotweed seemed a little surprised, but still subconsciously agreed.

Isabella looked at the boy who was lying in the pile of discs with his doll in his arms, and said to him word by word: "Kumba, if I tell you that there is a way that does not require [talent], but only relies on strong belief and daily repetition. There is a way to become [the strongest] even with a day's hard work..."

"—Will you choose this road full of sweat, thorns and even blood?"

Hu Zhang slowly opened his eyes wide, "I don't need... talent?!"

......boom!

The magnified fist was firmly blocked by a shield. Isabella lowered her arm, nodded and repeated with a smile:

"Yes, no need."

Chapter 46 Swords Are Not What You Use

The fiery red sunset is about to submerge under the horizon, faithfully projecting the last afterglow to the earth, and the one-day sparring of the first and second grades of the high school has ended.

Cheng Rang, who was packing up his things and preparing to leave work happily, was blocked by a figure at the school gate of the Conjuration College.

"Maki-san, what's the matter?"

Cheng Rang looked at Maki who stood silently in front of him, and her sharp eyes shot at him with scrutiny.

“…”

"The other students have all gone back to the dormitory. If you don't rest early, you will have dark circles under your eyes. You will have intense training tomorrow, won't you?"

"I have a question that I'm very concerned about, and I want to ask the tutorial doctor."

The smile on Cheng Rang's face gradually disappeared.

"what is it then?"

Brush - Sugar palm...

A wooden knife was thrown by Maki, but Cheng Rang didn't pick it up, but let the wooden knife be thrown to the ground in front of her by the girl.

"Don't you pick up the knife?"

"....I don't know how to use it~"

Maki seemed to be instantly irritated by Cheng Rang's casual attitude. She gritted her teeth, danced the long stick in her hand, and attacked head-on.

Mind's eyes saw through all the trajectories of Maki's attack in an instant, and Cheng Rang easily moved his feet to avoid the rain of sticks.

"Oh, Maki-san, what are you doing? Even though they are all training equipment, you can still get hurt if you hit them hard."

Without saying a word, the girl turned around, turned a stick into a spear, and stabbed Cheng Rang's throat.

"Drink!"

call out!

The tip of the gun stopped less than an inch in front of Cheng Rang's throat, but it was not because Maki kept her hand, but because Cheng Rang had seen through her attack distance, and Cheng Rang retreated to avoid the blow.

"Like I said, I'm pretty good at escaping. Are you more at ease now?"

Cheng Rang stretched out his fingers and tapped the end of the long stick lightly, and pushed it aside.

Maki snorted coldly, raised the corner of her mouth and said, "I won't believe your nonsense so easily!"

Having confirmed Cheng Rang's palm before, Maki can even conclude that this guy has never touched a scalpel.

Four or five years of experience as a doctor is just nonsense, as long as she touches the location of the callus on Cheng Rang's hand, Maki will know immediately.

He couldn't be holding a scalpel—

But... the sword!

"Don't lie to me by coaxing children, the fingers that have held the scalpel will not grow such calluses!"

brush!

Turning his head to avoid Maki's pursuit again, Cheng Rang jumped back to distance himself, spreading his hands helplessly.

"Has it really been discovered? I think it's a man's pride."

"If you don't want me to talk nonsense, then knock me down!" Maki roared angrily and spoke again

Stab out a stick.

Cheng Rang raised his head to avoid the stabbing stick, "Why are you so stubborn, I just want to live an ordinary life without contention with the world."

"At that time, you obviously had the power to prevent everything from happening! But you just let go and watched that first grader die in front of your eyes?!"

"This is.... You want to be independent from the world?! Then why do you want to join the high school of magic?!"

Maki's eyes were sharp, and she did the opposite. She threw the stick forcefully and kicked at the end of the stick. The stick shot out like a steel gun, pointing directly at Cheng Rang's face.

Is this distance possible? !

Staring at Cheng Rang's movements without blinking, Maki couldn't help but hold her breath.

Cheng Rang no longer chose to dodge.

Snapped!He stretched out his flashlight to probe, and instantly grasped the flying stick in the palm of his hand. With the help of the momentum, he danced the stick flower, and then swung in front of him, blocking another blow from Maki.

It was the wooden knife thrown at Cheng Rang's feet that he didn't pick up, and it was already held in Maki's hand at this moment.

The slashing blow was blocked, and the girl immediately spun the blade fiercely, and directly pressed against the long stick to stab Cheng Rang's heart.

Cheng Rang easily changed the girl's stabbing route with just a push of his hand, making it bypass the vital point and stab the air.

"You guy, you don't know how to use a stick at all." Maki grinned, turned around and drew the knife to Cheng Rang's left hand holding the long stick.

Swoosh!

The first blow succeeded, and the second blow immediately knocked down the long stick in Cheng Rang's hand.

Cheng Rang smiled and shook his hands indifferently, "I really don't know how to dance sticks, I only know how to dance swords, and I'm sorry for disappointing you~"

The situation turned again to the girl attacking Cheng Rang with a knife continuously, and then was dodged by the man like a loach without any risk.

"Damn, do you just hide and hide?"

"Is this the question you want to ask?"

brush!

Cheng Rang sideways dodged the cassock cut, and immediately leaned forward against the tendon of the saber, and lightly tapped Maki's neck with the saber in his hand.

"!!!"

"Okay, the answer is over~"

"Of course that's not what I asked!" Maki yelled through gritted teeth, and hurriedly backed away to cover the side of her neck hit by Cheng Rang, shocked in her heart.

Just now his speed was obviously so slow, but I couldn't avoid it... If that scene happened in actual combat——

I have already lost.

"Have you had enough fun? It's time to go home for dinner." Cheng Rang put one hand in his pocket and yawned.

"Woo~ Sure enough, it's easy to get sleepy when it's so hot in summer, I really want to sleep..."

"Be serious with me!"

The girl's roar came in an instant accompanied by the blade cutting down from above her head. Cheng Rang sighed silently in his heart, and only stretched out one finger to firmly hold the blade point straight to the head.

"what?!"

What a lot of strength!

The wooden knife in his hand screamed that the material was about to break, and it clicked but could not make any further progress. Maki's eyes widened, and she drew the knife again to launch a storm-like slash as if unwilling to admit defeat.

Whoosh bang bang!

"A mere...fake doctor!"

Zenyuan Maki practiced hard and desperately for many years, and finally stood at the top of the same grade and even the same school in the use of spells to fight. She knew how much hardship, sweat, and tears she had to go on this road, and she never regretted it .

And I don't have a choice....

Strength is the best reward for one's hard work, but now all of this seems to be denied by the careless man in front of him.

I don't know how to fight, I don't know how to use a knife, I'm just a doctor, I just want to live a normal life without any contention.

"Lies! I must speak ill of you in front of Teacher Campbell! A person like you is not worthy of being with her!"