I'm really a necromancer

Chapter 153 Undead Sea Tactics!
Taking advantage of this opportunity, several skinners walked in front of Aike, swung the bone-chopping knife in their hands, and smashed the blade in Aike's hand heavily.

clang clang~
There were bursts of sound like knocking cans on the spot. Thanks to the defense of the power armor, Aike did not suffer any damage.

At the same time, because of the loud sound of the beating, he came back to his senses in just a moment.

After waking up, Ai Ke was frightened and angry, and quickly avoided the attacks of the skinners. With fists and kicks, several skinners who were trying to approach him were sent flying more than ten meters away.

boom!
After being knocked into the air, the bone skinners fell heavily on the ground, then stood up again, and rushed towards Ai Ke again under Yi Hua's command.

Compared with living creatures, these undead have no pain sensation and no fear of death. They will only obey the master's orders and attack the target again and again.

Under the attack of a large number of bone skinners, Aike could no longer get close to Yihua, who was close at hand, and could only struggle with the attack of a large number of skinners.

She kept knocking away skinners one after another, but these undead would stand up and pounce on her soon.

During the battle, she was also harassed by frequent trembling roars. Whenever she fell into an unavoidable rigidity due to trembling roars, the skinners around would take the opportunity to attack under Yihua's command.

Even with a powerful power armor, Aike couldn't deal with the twenty bone skinners in a short time.

Even in the course of the battle, the power armor on his body had been slashed by the bone-chopping knife hundreds of times due to continuous attacks, and it became pitted and dilapidated.

Seeing the stalemate battle on the field, the audience outside the field also saw the strangeness, and discussed one after another:
"What's the situation? Dozens of seconds passed, and Aike didn't kill an undead summoned by his opponent?"

"Could it be that the twenty undead summoned by that necromancer named Yihua are all as powerful as top knights?"

"No, these undead seem to have been transformed, and their defense power is far better than their attack power."

Hearing the doubts around, an apprentice who seemed to know a lot about necromancers explained.

Looking at the stalemate in the previous battle, the faces of the two third-class apprentices were ugly. They were the square-faced and thin apprentices who thought Yihua had no chance of winning.

"It's just a flashback before the failure. Undead summoning consumes a lot of magic power. The necromancer named Yihua will definitely not be able to summon more undead. When all the undead on the field are dead, it is time for him to fail and leave the field!"

"That's right, the stalemate in front of me is just an illusion. At present, these undead can't cause effective damage to Ai Ke. As time goes by, Ai Ke will get rid of these undead sooner or later!"

The two who didn't want to be slapped in the face tried to deceive themselves.

It seemed that what the two of them said came true. Next, as one by one of the bone skinners fell to the ground with serious injuries and lost the ability to fight, Yi Hua began to take these skinners back to the world of death one after another.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer skinners on the field, and because of the decrease in the number of skinners attacking him on the field, the pressure of the battle dropped sharply.

She looked at Yihua who was calling back the skinner, and taunted with some doubts:
"What? Are you planning to admit defeat? As long as you kneel down and kiss my iron boots, I may plead for you in front of President Melkor and Vice President Bloody Hands!"

Ignoring it, and without explaining his behavior, Yi Hua directly took back all the skinners on the field except for a few who collapsed to the ground.

"Don't worry, the battle will officially start next."

Ai Ke was about to pounce on Yihua without being blocked by a few bone skinners in front of him, but Yihua showed a mysterious smile.

Immediately afterwards, a black light flashed, and several skeleton skinners who had collapsed on the ground were instantly reduced to ashes.

At the same time, the surrounding space distorted again, and another twenty intact skinners appeared on the field.

Boom!

Seeing the flash of black light on the field, and the twenty skeleton skinners reappearing on the field, the bloody hand no longer had the calmness it had before.

He subconsciously stood up from his seat, and even brought the chair down unintentionally. Facing Yihua, who should have exhausted his magic power, by some means, he summoned a large number of undead again, showing a flash of panic.

"It's the art of soul feeding back. It can make necromancers sacrifice the undead and instantly recover their magic power. It is said to be one of the seven secret arts of necromancers. I don't know where this guy got it from."

Seeing the situation of the bloody hand beside him, Milko frowned, and a look of novelty appeared in his eyes.

"The Art of Soul Feedback...Brother, you actually hide it so deeply..."

Melkor's murmurs did not deceive Ray who was not far away.

In Lei Yi's eyes, Yihua, who was originally just a waste with the lowest qualifications, who was submissive in front of him, had such amazing strength in less than three months.

He saw a figure standing in front of him on the field, dressed in a clean white robe, with a pair of amber pupils, gray hair, and stern brows, and suddenly felt a little strange.

"Continuously summoning forty second-class undead, this already has the power to fight against a third-class apprentice! Fortunately, I was not in a hurry to challenge him before, so dangerous!"

Several apprentices in the player's bench who had planned to challenge Yihua saw their hearts pounding and their eyes flashed a look of joy when they saw what happened on the field.

There were more than two of them. The apprentices who were outside the field saw what happened on the field. Most of them, who didn't know the art of soul feeding back, acted more exaggeratedly.

"Is it fake? Can a second-class necromancer summon forty second-class undead in a row? Isn't he really a third-class necromancer?"

"I once saw a second-class necromancer. He could only summon a dozen second-class undead at most. The necromancer named Yihua in the audience must have cheated! He lied about his level, or he carried a weapon that can restore Magic props!"

Regarding the doubts outside the field, the referee frowned, and directly used the magic of amplifying to refute the rumors:

"There is nothing wrong with Yi Hua on the field. He is indeed a second-class apprentice. Summoning the undead again is just using a certain technique."

Hearing the referee's statement, the noisy doubts outside the court gradually subsided.

Most of the apprentices who invested in Wu Jing and thought that Ai Ke would win showed anxiety and remorse at this time.

Yi Hua caught a glimpse of Mentor Simon in the referee's seat, and was relieved to see that the other party's expression did not change.

In fact, with the magic power of his third-class apprentice, he could summon seventy or eighty skinners at once.

He wanted to summon twenty skinners again, and he didn't need to use the soul feeding technique at all.

The reason why the soul feeding technique is used is only to deceive the mentor and other apprentices, making them mistakenly think that they are still second-class apprentices.

(End of this chapter)