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

"I let you play second this time, mainly to let you feel the atmosphere of the battle in advance, and lay a solid foundation for your future actual combat."

"I understand, Mentor Garcia."

There was a firm light in Osborn's eyes:

"I know I'm not strong enough...but I will give my all for this game."

"Game start!"

Tabor didn't talk too much nonsense.

When the two sides stood in their positions, they immediately waved their arms.

"Earth, please put on solid armor for me—"

This time, the third-grade contestants learned to be smart, and put a shield on themselves at the beginning.

However, Osborne did not give him the chance to finish the spell.

——That's right, even if a low-level magician puts a shield on himself, it still takes a certain amount of singing time.

And Osborne directly took out a prepared stone and threw it towards the opponent!

"what!"

Probably thought that he also had a weapon like a dagger on his body.

The third grader was so frightened that he hurriedly stopped singing and dodged to avoid the stone.

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!"

Osborn had already rushed up with a broom at this time, and a broom was aimed at his head!

"Pong!"

He used a broom head, and he deliberately hid a lot of dust in it.

After hitting the opponent, the sky was immediately covered in dust!

"Cough...cough...cough..."

The third grader was covered in dust, and began to cough violently, and his vision was reduced to the lowest point.

——So insidious?

Seeing this scene, the silver-haired girl couldn't help opening her mouth wide:

This guy named Osborn...maybe very promising!

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What made her even more unexpected was that after blocking the opponent's sight, Osborn was not in a hurry to attack.

——Instead, he took out a scarf from his pocket and covered his face.

Armed with this improvised dust mask, he turned the broom upside down and started bashing his opponents with the wooden handle of the broom's tail!

"Bang bang bang!"

The third-year male student whose eyes were covered in dust was beaten so hard by him that he chased and beat him more than ten times.

If things continued like this, the second match of the special recruitment class would probably end in victory.

Unfortunately, Osborne's luck was not so good this time.

Hitting and hitting, the broom just hit the middle of the opponent's two arms.

"what?"

Feeling that there was something extra in his hand, the third grade male student subconsciously grabbed the broom.

"not good!"

Osborne realized something was wrong, and desperately pushed back, trying to get back the broom.

But the other party is several years older than him, and his strength is much stronger;

"Come here for me!"

In the end, the two pulled out the river for a long time, but the broom was still snatched by the other party.

"Little bastard!"

The male student was so suffocated by the beating just now, he was already full of anger.

After snatching the opponent's weapon, he didn't care about chanting magic anymore, and raised his broom to cover his face and hit Osborne!

However, Osborne was very slippery, and when he realized that the momentum was wrong, he ran away!

Although his strength is not as strong as the opponent's, his speed is still quite fast, probably this is the ability he has learned from running away.

The two chased in circles for a long time, but the third-year male student was out of breath and couldn't catch up to him no matter what.

"Made!"

Then he suddenly reacted:

I'm fucking a magician!

What are you chasing someone for?

"The swift wind element..."

He threw the broom to the ground and began to chant wind magic.

Who knew that Osborn took out another rock from his pocket and threw it at him!

"I@#%@#%…@!!"

The third-grade male student was so angry that he couldn't get out of his wits.

He had to stop singing and avoid the stone.

There is no way, the other party is too insidious, every time he hits the face;

In order not to be smashed to the ground, he had no choice but to choose to avoid it.

So the battle on the field changed from a chasing battle to an dodge ball -- dodging in the third grade, throwing in the first grade;

There are quite a few stones on Oss himself, but, after all, there is still a moment to throw them away.

When he ran out of ammunition and food and could no longer take out stones from his pocket, the third-year male student showed a ferocious smile!

"You're dead, boy!"

He wiped the blood from his forehead, stood still and began to chant mantras!

——Osborn threw it very accurately. He didn't dodge all the attacks, and he still got a few hits on the head.

"I fought with you!"

Seeing that he was about to cast a spell, Osborn immediately changed to dashing forward, and at the same time took a quick hand in his pocket.

"No, he still has stones?"

The third grade male student shuddered and hurriedly stopped singing.

Osborne's hand, however, was empty.

He just made a throwing motion, and continued to run forward, and the distance between the two was shortened by more than half in a blink of an eye.

"Did you think you were the only one who could run?"

The third grade male student sneered, turned around and ran away!

——Moving and casting spells is not an advanced skill.

It just increases the singing time and slows down the action speed;

So while keeping a distance from Osborn, he recited the mantra slowly and accurately, and it seemed that he was about to successfully add a layer of magic shield outside his body;

As long as there is a shield, this first-year freshman will be a fish on the chopping board and let him slaughter him!

"Look at my rock!"

Osborn reached into his pocket again and shouted loudly.

"You still want to lie to me?"

The third grade male student thought proudly:

"I believe you ghost, you little bastard is very bad... ah!!"

As soon as this thought came up, he was hit hard by a stone on the head!

It turned out that Osborne had kept the last stone unthrown, waiting for the moment when the other party became paralyzed.

"go to hell!"

Then Osborn pounced on him, and both fell to the ground together.

The beating sound of "ping pong pong pong" sounded!

The two future magicians fought together and became entangled with each other!

At first Osborne was on top and Year 3 was on the bottom;

Later, because of the gap in strength, the third grader became the top, and Osborne began to be beaten at the bottom.

But Osborne's will is very firm, no matter how beaten he will not admit defeat, he clenches his teeth and keeps fighting back!

In the end, Tabor Patry couldn't stand it anymore, and walked over to pull the two away.

"Even if this game is a tie, what do you think?"

Then he sighed and asked the silver-haired girl:

"These two little bastards are simply too outrageous..."

"Well, it's a tie."

The silver-haired girl nodded:

"—Osborn, come back."