Chapter 888 Get Out of the Way, Don't Block Me From Pretending to Be Stupid

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Wang Yan is now halfway to the S level. He has mastered the breath gathering technique since the beginning. Let alone a small C+ level magician, even an S-level legendary magician may not be able to capture Wang Yan's aura.

As a descendant of King Solomon, Saladin has inherited countless secret techniques, and each of them is the most advanced magic. How can a small C-level magician see through it?

"Senior Wood is so handsome." The red-haired female magician looked full of admiration. "You are indeed the genius magician of the Wood family."

"Muggle?" Saladin knew these two words and was full of condescending contempt. He couldn't help but angrily said, "Old Wang, don't pull me, I'm going to teach these ignorant boys a lesson."

Wang Yan didn't care. These little magicians were just like ants, and he didn't bother to argue with them. But if Saladin wants to teach him a lesson, just do it yourself.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Saladin stood up, he changed his mind and said through a message: "Old Wang, I think it is too boring to just lecture them like this. In the past six months, when I was studying at the party school, I read a few books Internet novel. I think this kind of guy with eyes above his head must make them tremble from the bottom of their hearts.”

As he spoke, his eyes lit up and were full of excitement.

Wang Yan was stunned. When you were receiving political education at the party school, did you still have time to read online novels? And what kind of novels are you reading?

"Boy, do you know who I am? Wait a moment, and I will make you kneel down and sing Conquer!" Saladin crossed his arms, stared at the young magicians, and sneered. His appearance was very much like a legend. The villain in .

Wang Yan slapped his forehead. Sure enough, this guy's level was too low.

"snort!"

C+ level magician Wood, who was kind enough to let these two Muggles go, unexpectedly dared to run out and seek death. With a cold snort, a magical energy condensed in his palm, turning into a missile and hitting Saladin.

Magic missile!

It is the most basic attack magic for magicians. Its power changes depending on the strength of the magic. According to legend, a legendary magician can randomly shoot a magic missile that can explode a tank.

During this process, Saladin didn't even raise his eyelids, and his heart was filled with excitement. He kept thinking that when he casually destroyed this magic missile, he would reveal his identity.

Then let these low-level magicians kneel down and sing conquest.

Just when Saladin was about to burst out with his bastard energy, a fat figure rushed out of the bar at high speed. Although he was fat, his figure was very flexible. He should have cast some magic such as acceleration.

He stood in front of Saladin and Wang Yan like a city wall, and hastily raised an energy shield.

"boom!"

The incomplete energy shield was blown to pieces. The fat figure took a few steps back and almost hit Saladin. With blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, he shouted righteously: "Wood, you are so crazy. How can you use attack magic against Muggles?"

He is a chubby magician in his twenties, with so much fat that his magic robe is almost bursting. Although he is not good-looking, his expression has a strong sense of justice.

"Two Muggles, are you okay?" The little fat man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and turned around to care for Wang Yan and Saladin.

"Muggle!" Saladin's face turned dark. He originally wanted to hold the magic missile directly with his body, and then use his overwhelming momentum to scare the shit out of these second-rate magicians who didn't know the heights of the world. Kneel down and sing conquest. This process makes me feel so happy just thinking about it.

Unexpectedly, the good plan was ruined by this little fat man. This damn fat guy, how can he pretend to be a hero when he has nothing to do? How dare you steal my limelight from Saladin.

"It turns out it's you, Fat Pig Bob." Wood frowned and sneered disdainfully, "They are just two Muggles. If they dare to be disrespectful to the noble magician, they will only be taught a lesson. Why, you still want to Stand up for them?"

"Damn it, you struck too hard." The little fat man said angrily, "The magic missile you just made was enough to smash that robed Muggle to pieces. I will definitely report this matter to the dean."

Muggle robes?

The corners of Saladin's mouth kept twitching. This damn little fat guy not only disturbed his pretense, but also dared to give him such a nickname. Humph, when I reveal the name of King Solomon's descendants, I will definitely scare him silly.

"Report to the dean?" Wood looked at him with disdain and said, "The dean is nothing, he is just a magician from an ordinary magic family. And my ancestor, Wood, was the great legendary magician Merlin who followed the Lionheart King. . How can a mudblood like you know the great history of our family."

Merlin?

At this time, even Wang Yan was slightly surprised. He didn't know much about magicians, but he had heard of the legendary magician Merlin. In history, he was considered a very powerful magician, and he was almost promoted to a demigod.

No wonder, this Wood looked aloof and arrogant.

"You!" Little Fatty Bob's face turned pale after being scolded, and he said in annoyance and anger, "Everyone respects the Great Magician Merlin, but he will not use magic on Muggles casually. If the dean doesn't care, I will report to the dean."

Wood's face turned black, and he sneered, "Fat pig Bob, you low-class mudblood, are you really going to be my enemy? If you know what's good for you, get out of my way and let me teach these Muggles a lesson."

As he spoke, he pulled out a magic wand. Although the magic wand looked inconspicuous, it contained a powerful magical power.

"No, they are just Muggles." Fatty Bob used his fat body to block Wang Yan and Saladin, his eyes were extremely firm, "I will never let you hurt Muggles."

As the two magicians confronted each other, the ordinary people in the bar had already run away. In this small town, they saw magicians and knew that once magicians fought, it would be an extremely dangerous thing.

Wang Yan frowned slightly. The little fat man Bob had a strong aura, probably C+ level. But it was obvious that he was from an ordinary family, without a backstage, and no powerful magic equipment.

And the magic wand in Wood's hand was not taken seriously by Wang Yan. But for these young people, it is already a magical weapon, and it is really clear who is stronger and who is weaker.

In fact, they are called young people, but they are not much younger than Wang Yan. It's just that Wang Yan's current strength level and status are too high, and he has even killed S-level masters.

At present, these C-level magicians are really just children in his eyes.

Speaking of which, Wang Yan has not been protected for a long time. That feeling is just like when he met Sister Nanlian, she also guarded in front of him, giving him a strong sense of security.

Forget it, if this little fat man can't win, just help him. Moreover, this little fat man, under the condition of not abundant resources, can actually cultivate to C+ level at a young age. In theory, it can be regarded as a good qualification.

Saladin did not have the good mood of Wang Yan. He wanted to strangle this little fat man to death. As a descendant of King Solomon, he finally had a chance to show off and slap someone in the face, but it was ruined again and again by a little fat guy. What a pity.

And that blind Wood dared to humiliate a dignified A+ grade magician. Hehe, I will let you see what real magic power is.

All of you kneel down and sing Conquer! !

Just when Saladin was about to release his momentum and suppress these low-level magicians and shock them.

Another impressive momentum enveloped from outside the bar.

"Stop!"

With a delicate rebuke, a beautiful figure floated into the bar and blocked the two of them.

It was a female magician, only in her twenties, with long brown-gold hair draped over her shoulders like a waterfall. Even a magic robe could hardly cover her curvy, slender and graceful body.

What is most worthy of praise is that the power of her aura is very majestic. She has already comprehended a trace of the law and reached the state of unity between man and nature.

The state of unity between man and nature is called a master in the Eastern Continent. In the Western world, it is called a strong man in the Holy Land.

In the modern power level classification, this kind of person is called A-level.

Any A-level strong man can suppress one side.

At this age, she can become an A-level strong man. This woman is either a genius or a family with profound knowledge. The greater possibility is that she has both talent and family.

As soon as this woman appeared, Saladin hurriedly put away the momentum that was brewing, and then stared at her without blinking. He has lived for twenty-six or seven years. It is not the first time he has seen a female magician, let alone an A-level female magician.

But it is the first time he has seen such a young, beautiful, and A-level female magician. Her eyes are pitch black, deep like the stars in the dark sky, and her figure is as graceful as a goddess.

Saladin's heart has never been so throbbing. He thought, he was in love.

"Teacher Lydia!"

Bob and Wood, who were in a confrontation, changed their faces, hurriedly restrained their breath, bent down and showed an extremely respectful look. There was a hint of excitement in their frightened eyes.

That's Teacher Lydia, how could she appear here?

Both young men had an inexplicable admiration for her.

After Lydia shocked the scene, she ignored the two students and fixed her eyes on Saladin and Wang Yan. Her voice was crisp and slightly magnetic: "Excuse me, is it His Highness Saladin?"

Saladin felt refreshed and was about to answer pretentiously. Unexpectedly, he saw Lydia's eyes looking at Wang Yan again.

Saladin secretly shuddered and thought it was not good. Comrade Wang's attainments in picking up girls far exceeded his talent for fire. Could it be that he, a descendant of King Solomon, would become a tragedy in the legend?

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