Immortal Cultivator of Wizard Academy

Chapter 192 Let them go back
The pressure of a real life-and-death battle is completely different from that in past trainings. It's like walking a tightrope between cliffs. A slight mistake will end in being completely shattered.

The ferocious rock demon launches attacks tirelessly, and the pressure of each punch is enough to cause the weak to freeze.

The pure white light and shadow left in mid-air instantly shattered.

The holy judgment burning pure white flames slashed the body of Hellfire. Again and again, dozens of times, hundreds of times.

The flexibility trained by the Divine Dance unlocks all movements of the human body and forms a set of movement instincts that completely control the body, approaching the combat realm of the strong men in the holy realm.

By chance, Aglaia took a step that countless people only dream of. Next, as long as there are resources and time, a breakthrough will come naturally.

Empty your mind and forget about life and death. The body seems to have developed self-awareness, evading and counterattacking in the face of danger. The integrated sword moves instinctively slash to the weakest point.

The powerful Hellfire is an opponent capable of hearty battles. The unfamiliarity brought about by breaking through the levels gradually no longer exists. The increase brought by the thirteen construction accessories of the Kingdom of Heaven set makes up for the gap in one stage. Physical fitness has once again undergone an all-round qualitative change, reaching a new level.

The girl swordsman's dance became more and more graceful and casual, and everyone who saw it was shocked.

A powerful demon that cannot be defeated by hundreds of people working together is actually at a disadvantage in Aglaia's hands?

The Holy Judgment leaves various pure white arcs in mid-air between its swings. The figure dancing gracefully like a butterfly leaves behind a silhouette of condensed light.

The fierce battle continues.

The scarred rock demon knows no fear. Aglaia's physical strength also declined. The two sides compete to see who can survive to the end.

On the other side, the four hellfires that descended into the camp have all been destroyed.

Salman, the dean of the warrior branch, and Vasily, the dean of the magic swordsman branch, two powerful men from the holy realm, took action, but it still took a lot of effort.

Hellfire's rocky body is comparable to steel and does not have any weaknesses. It cannot kill it with one strike, it can only slowly wear away and then be completely destroyed.

"These broken stones are really hard!"

"There is still one end that has not been solved..."

"It's amazing how courageous there is to find someone one-on-one. Is she a professor at your college?"

"You didn't come to watch this month's ranking match? She is Aglaia, a third-year student in our Warrior Branch. She is also the champion of this ranking match, breaking the record for the earliest breakthrough to the elite stage."

"How can it be just a third-year student!"

The two deans looked at each other and set off towards the edge of the camp where Aglaia was.

As the chaotic situation gradually stabilized, more and more people watched the battle.

"Aglaia!" Teach Ai Qian clutched her dislocated shoulder and muttered absentmindedly.

The severely injured teacher Long En has fallen into a coma, and a school doctor is working on the emergency rescue.

A group of powerful demons that the teachers tried their best to resist were about to face defeat.

The green evil flames covering his body were dim and could go out at any time, and his movements became stiffer and slower.

The girl swordsman's slashes were continuous and never stopped for a moment. The holy attribute war energy washes away like waves, and the evil flames wherever it passes are like candles left in the wind.

The majestic body weighing over a hundred tons was crumbling, and the cracks on its body began to spread like spider webs.

After nearly half an hour of non-stop attack, they finally won the victory with great difficulty.

Hellfire Collapse!
There were excited cheers all around.

Aglaia, who stopped moving, was almost exhausted and barely stood still with her sword in hand. The rapid circulation of Qi and blood slowed down, heat spread all over his body, and his face was covered with fine beads of sweat. "Not bad, very good!" Vasily, the director of the Magic Swordsman Branch, applauded in affirmation.

Seeing that Aglaia had the upper hand, the two did not choose to interfere with the battle, but watched from the sidelines. Unless she retreats or asks for help. Otherwise, according to the unwritten rules, others are not allowed to intervene in evenly matched battles.

Any life-and-death battle is a rare opportunity for warriors. If we can successfully win, then both our self-confidence and strength will receive an all-round baptism, laying the solid foundation for the next progress.

"Your talent and growth are far beyond our expectations." Salman, the dean of the Warrior Branch, nodded in approval.

Aglaia's reputation reached its peak.

As a student serving in the military, she proved with practical actions that the devil is not invincible.

As long as you reach the elite stage and have top-level equipment, you have the possibility of winning!
Aglaia slowly pulled out the sword blade inserted into the soil, feeling tired in waves.

"Is everyone okay?"

The scene was slightly silent, and no one answered her question.

The Demon Rock that descended directly on the camp caused huge casualties and an even heavier blow to morale.

The military formation they finally trained with great difficulty had no effect, and they were crushed head-on by Hellfire.

The higher-ups of the college were vaguely aware of the folly of the human wave tactic.

The only feasible way is to concentrate resources on the top and cultivate truly strong people.

One Aglaia is worth a thousand mediocre people.

"The strong decides everything, the weak is meaningless."

Xi inspected the messy warrior branch camp with a faint emotion in her tone.

Thinking about the future direction, the army will be disbanded on a large scale, leaving only small-scale quick-response elites, and resources will be more concentrated to supply geniuses.

The demonic invasion accelerated the process of change.

Strong war-weariness spread in the camp, and the students who were unwilling to become cannon fodder secretly discussed escaping at night. Although being a deserter is shameful and has serious consequences, it is still much better than death.

The facts before us were that before the demon army could attack, our own side suffered heavy casualties. Even teaching may not necessarily be able to protect oneself, and many people are seriously injured or killed.

These thoughts cannot be hidden from the top casters who can read brainwaves, and even some leaders of the combat school can guess a thing or two.

"Let them go back!" Xi sighed helplessly.

"Ms. Vice-Principal, what are you talking about? How can a warrior escape from fighting?" Vasily frowned.

"You guys think it was a battle just now? If you were in their shoes, other than sacrificing your lives in vain, would it have served any purpose?" Xi asked.

"There are always some good ideas that will emerge." Salman looked grim.

"Only those who stay are eligible to enjoy the resources of the college. Those who leave are all removed. They choose their own way back and live and die at their own risk." Xi expressed his decision in a calm tone.

"The consequence of your doing this is likely to be that most of the students will leave."

The dean of the Knight Branch is a square-faced middle-aged man, equipped with black inscribed armor all over his body, and holds a helmet in his arms. His name is Thor, and his strength is half the level of the Holy Realm.

"It's better than half of them dying!" Xi decided: "Students who have not reached the official rank are of no use in the current battlefield. On the contrary, they will become a drag and affect our morale..."

(End of this chapter)