As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

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"boom!"

Then a black wall of fire exploded from the sword mark, rushing high into the air!

It took a long time before it slowly dissipated, and scorched black tracks appeared on the ground.

The power of this move was so amazing that all the students were petrified.

Tabor Patry fared slightly better, but also heart-pounding:

——That sword just happened to cut through the gap where there was no one.

If it is slightly crooked, the consequences will be disastrous!

"This woman is crazy!"

He immediately gave the silver-haired girl an evaluation:

"The level of swordsmanship and magic is very high, and the flame is not ordinary fire, it has a strong dark atmosphere;"

"By the way, this is the fire of the underworld!"

He suddenly remembered the origin of the black flame, and couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat!

"Seeing that you didn't dodge just now, you took the initiative to protect your own students."

The silver-haired girl pointed her sword at him and said coldly:

"Get out of here now, I can not pursue the provocative things you said before."

"if not……"

Black flames emanated from her sword again!

"—Wait! As I said, we're just here for a friendly exchange."

Tabor Patry hurriedly waved his hand:

"How could it be a provocation?"

"Oh? The expressions of your students don't seem to be the same."

The silver-haired girl mockingly replied:

"How do I see their menacing look? Are they planning to come here to ask for a fight?"

After speaking, he walked towards those students.

The senior students in Class A of the 3rd year backed away in fright, many of them could not stand still and were tripped by the people behind them.

"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!"

Tabor Patry bravely stood in front of her route, explaining profusely with sweat:

"They still respect you very much..."

"yes."

The silver-haired girl accepted it as soon as she saw it, and she didn't force her too hard:

"Since you plan to communicate in a friendly manner, you might as well talk about how to communicate in detail."

She raised her face and said coldly:

"If I have time, I will consider it."

"Actually... just let the students have a friendly discussion."

He winked at the third graders behind him, saying that you guys had better be honest later and don't go too far.

Then he proposed to the silver-haired girl with a smile on his face:

"There is no need to find another time, we now have 3 people each, and let them fight one-on-one;"

"The class that won 2 games in the end will win this exchange match, what do you think?"

His proposal seemed reasonable at first glance.

After all, there are only 11 people in the magic special recruit class, and there are at least 3 people in Class A for the third year. Team battles have obvious advantages.

But if it is one-on-one, it depends on personal strength, and the number of people is meaningless.

Unfortunately, one factor was overlooked:

——The students in the special recruitment class are all freshmen!

And the third-year students have systematically studied magic for at least two years, and the levels of the two sides are not at the same level at all.

In fact, Tabor Patry just wanted to use this to regain a little face.

Because he knew that the other party would probably not agree.

At that time, the momentum on my side will be able to recover somewhat, and it will not be so embarrassing.

"Okay."

To his surprise, the silver-haired girl agreed immediately.

"You, you, and you, come here."

She pointed at the three students behind her, signaling them to come forward.

The three were Colin, Sam, and Osborn—Osborn was the 15-year-old male student who was tied to the chair.

"That man is so big!"

Colin and Osborne are both fine.

After Sam approached, all the third graders were a little frightened:

Is this guy really a magician?

Why does it look like a berserker?Did you come to the wrong school?

"Mr. Taber, you can choose someone now."

The silver-haired girl signaled Taber to pick out her own contestant.

"You three, come to the front."

Of course Tabor has already prepared candidates.

There was no need to pick them specifically, and three people were quickly called out.

The difference from the special recruitment class is that there are two boys and one girl among the three.

The girl was delicate and weak, with a pretty face, and she smiled charmingly at Colin and the others as soon as she came up.

"Three juniors, please let me go for a while?"

She brushed Qi Er's short hair with her hand, said in a crisp voice, and winked at the three of them.

"oh oh……"

Sam has the most simple and honest personality, blushing and scratching his head, not daring to look into the other person's eyes.

"It should be your mercy."

Osborne was much more normal, and answered with a serious face.

On the opponent, he felt a powerful wave of magic power:

——This short-haired senior is actually at the level of a third-order mage!

"..."

Only Colin stood there with a gloomy expression, without any change.

"Ann, you're first."

Tabor wasn't so brazen as to take advantage of the other side even in formation.

So generously arranged the personnel first:

"Then your second, your third... The other party is only a first-year student, remember not to use too powerful magic."

The girl named Ann nodded and walked to the middle of the field first.

"Colin, you are her opponent."

The silver-haired girl let Colin play first:

"Osborne second, Sam last."

Hearing her words, Sam foolishly agreed, and Osborne was shocked!

——He originally thought he was just here to make up the numbers.

As long as Colin and Sam can win the game, of course I don't have to play as the third place.

Unexpectedly, the mentor actually arranged himself as the second place, which made him feel a kind of trust and attention!

"It doesn't matter who the opponent is."

He clenched his fists tightly and secretly made up his mind:

"I must win this game!"

Unlike his abnormal excitement, Colin just stood in front of the third-year senior sister indifferently.

Ignoring the smile the other party showed him, he drew a dagger from his waist.

"Don't hurt anyone."

Seeing him take out the dagger, the silver-haired girl frowned and reminded.

"……understood."

Colin replied.

He did not draw the dagger, but held the sheath in his hand.

"Both sides stand in good positions—"

Tabor glanced at the silver-haired girl, and seeing that she had no objection, he raised his right hand: