Things about the female knight in black stockings

Many girls who had been on blind dates with him or who originally had a crush on him left him after learning that he liked to go to casinos and tried to persuade her to no avail.

And every time after being dumped, Belloc would go to the casino to squander and vent. The result of the vicious cycle is that he obviously has a great job, but has no money and no wife.

With Belloc's income, he could wear the fine clothes of the Nora Chamber of Commerce, but now he was wearing cheap goods.

People who live in poverty for a long time tend to value their possessions more... Then if the most valuable thing on him can be destroyed, he will definitely be angry, right?

Valencia continued to refine her plan as she watched.

At the front of the convoy, after a period of silent confrontation, some of the Three Musketeers who could not bear the momentum of the lighthouse-level powerhouse took action first.

"Uncle, you are a teacher at the Zhan Zhan Academy, right? Hello, teacher!"

Giroud yelled hello, but struck without mercy.

He had already entered the powerful mode at a height of [-] meters. At this time, he was the first to charge towards Belloc, and the edgeless heavy sword in his hand struck Belloc head straight.

"A powerful swordsman? Humph...it's just brute force."

Belloc chuckled disdainfully, his legs clearly not moving, but his body suddenly floated backwards, and the iron rod in his hand slipped forward through his palm, hitting Giroud in the waist.

Giroud's charge stopped immediately, and the sharp sword hit the ground in the air, with a look of pain on his face.

But he just gritted his teeth and raised the edgeless heavy sword again, wanting to continue attacking.

"Useless, useless, useless!"

Belloc smiled even more proudly:

"The name of the powerful swordsman just sounds powerful, but in fact you are the weakest of the three swordsmen... because you are too easy to target, just like this!"

Whoosh whoosh.

The iron rod, longer than the edgeless heavy sword, kept thrusting out, and every time it was able to block Giroud's attack range, stabbing Luca first.

puff puff puff...

After several muffled sounds, Giroud couldn't help but gasped and took a few steps back. Bruises or redness appeared on the parts of his body where the iron rod had been stabbed.

"Understand?"

Belloc turned the iron rod in his hand and lectured Giroud in a condescending manner:

"Your strength is enough. To be honest, even I don't want to take your attack head-on... But the price of being too strong is that your moves are too slow. As long as you use a spear-type weapon to block your attack range, I will be weaker than you." can easily defeat you.

It's not enough to just pursue strength. You need to work more on your skills...otherwise you will only suffer more in the future. "

"Don't worry about it!"

But Giroud is stubborn:

"The sword must be powerful and heavy! The sword must be bold and wild! I can't hit you now just because my power is not strong enough! I will never give up my pursuit of a powerful sword!"

After he roared, he wanted to rush forward and attack, but he stumbled before taking two steps.

"I'm just asking you to practice your skills more, and I'm not asking you to give up on your pursuit of swordsmanship..."

Belloc was helpless at Giroud's stubbornness and waved his hand:

"Okay, you can go and ask the little priest girl to treat you... My attack is not just as simple as poking it with an iron rod. Your future assessments will also be affected if you mess around."

"No! I haven't lost yet, I can still fight... uh."

Giroud still looked unwilling and wanted to continue attacking, but his body obviously didn't think so. Soon, Giroud was in pain and couldn't stand up, and the bruises and redness continued to expand.

"Forget it, you should go to treatment first, and then leave it to us."

In the end, Meludi pressed Jilu's shoulders to comfort him, and successfully persuaded him to temporarily retreat and receive Asaki's treatment.

"……Hello teacher."

Meludi didn't seem to be angry because her childhood sweetheart was beaten. After drawing her sword, she turned her body a few times in a very seductive manner and smiled sweetly at Belloc:

"Shining Sword Dance, please teach me."

"The shining sword dance...it's so beautiful."

Belloque's eyes widened when Meludi stepped forward, and now he was swallowing saliva and staring at the diamonds on the white silk jumpsuit.

"The teacher also thinks I'm beautiful, right?"

Meludi's voice was softer and more seductive:

"Then do you want to come and dance with me?"

"...I do, of course I do, as long as a normal man doesn't want to!"

Belloc had already raised one of his feet, but in the end he still did not take it forward.

He took a deep breath, lowered his head, and did not dare to look at Meludi again:

"For human males, you are definitely the most dangerous person in this team... Even I just had the urge to kill myself by your sword, so..."

Belloc raised his head again, but there was a black cloth in his hand.

He blindfolded himself before waving the iron rod and taking a stance:

"This is the only way I can teach you a lesson."

Chapter 128 Just rub it, don’t use force

How many normal men can resist a hot beauty wearing a white silk and diamond one-piece?

At least Belloc couldn't do it. He didn't dare to watch Meludi fight with Meludi.

He was afraid that he would really get lost in the gleaming sword dance and rush to deliver it, and he was even more afraid that he would be unable to control his desire and make a fool of himself in front of his future students.

So he chose not to look and fought with Meludi by giving up his vision.

This method is simple and effective.

Without the ability to confuse people with the Shining Sword Dance, Meludi is just an ordinary pearl-level swordsman who focuses on agility and skill.

He was still considered a genius among his peers, but he was no threat to experienced lighthouse experts.

Even if Belloc gave Meludi a pair of eyes, Meludi was no match at all... Her sword couldn't touch Belloc at all, but she frequently exposed her flaws.

At this time, the benefits of being a beautiful woman are revealed.

Also being beaten unilaterally, Meludi's experience was much better than Giroud's.

Every time Belloc was caught in her flaw, he would hit it with an iron rod.

Or just use the tip of the stick to rub the white silk gently, without really pushing hard.

After repeating this for dozens of times, Meludi gave up the attack knowingly.

She took the initiative to retreat, sheathed her sword with a wry smile:

"I lost, thank you teacher for your guidance."

"...You're already pretty good."

After confirming that Meludi would no longer confuse him with the Shining Sword Dance, Belloc took off the black cloth and commented with a much better attitude than he had just given to Giroud:

"Knowing how to make full use of your physical advantages, you are already qualified to become a top soldier... The guy in charge of the intelligence class should like you very much, and..."

Belloc said and glanced at Valencia again:

"There are so many beauties in the top military department this year. I really envy that guy... He will definitely be so happy when the exam comes... Ahem."

Seemingly realizing that he was off topic, Belloc coughed twice:

"Come on, next."

"Hello teacher."

Harry also said hello with aristocratic etiquette, and then waved his wand and threw out the fireball he had prepared.

"The power is good, but it's too positive."

Belloc dodged the fireball with ease, and at the same time used his calf strength to charge towards Harry's position:

"Although you always claim to be a swordsman, you should know better than anyone that you are actually a magician, right? You will lose when I get close to you."

"Hmph, how can it be that easy!"

Harry waved his wand from bottom to top unconvinced:

"Ice Blocking Sword!"

Whoosh whoosh.

Several ice spikes over one meter long were generated on the ground in the blink of an eye, blocking Belloc's path.

But Belloc, like a prophet, accurately predicted the landing point of Harry's spell, and every time he changed the path just before the ice spike was generated, the speed was only slightly slower.

"What... Damn it!"

This was obviously beyond Harry's expectation. He could only dissipate the accumulated fire element and use wind spells to blow against the ground, allowing himself to fly up and avoid Belloc's first strike.

"Do you want to fly using the wind-based levitating technique?"

Seeing Harry rising dozens of meters into the air in the blink of an eye, Belloc's attitude remained relaxed:

"It's the standard way of fighting between a magician and a warrior. Usually it's the right choice, but I'm not an ordinary warrior... Drink!"

The iron rod was struck hard on the ground, and several nearby fist-sized stones were blown away.

Belloc then turned around again, hitting the stones with the iron rod one after another like a baseball player hitting the ball, and shot it into the air.

Whoosh whoosh, bang, snap, snap

The stone fires quickly and is powerful.

Harina's wind levitation technique, which was only at the Pearl level, couldn't dodge at all. He could only summon an ice shield in a hurry to defend himself.

But the stone that Belloc hit with the iron rod was not comparable to the rock-throwing attack of the Tushou Monkey. Harry had to use at least two ice shields to block a stone. The large amount of magic power consumed in a short period of time soon made his face turn pale. Sweat also began to form on my forehead.

"You're starting to feel tired because of your lack of magic power?"

Belloc obviously saw Harry's change, and laughed sarcastically:

"How can you be a man if you don't last long? Even if I don't attack anymore, how long can your levitation technique last in the air?"

"...As long as I can persist until I beat you!"

Harry was obviously a little annoyed by Belloc's ridicule.

Meludi teased him that it didn't matter if he didn't last long enough, why should he be an uncle?

Annoyance made Harry's fire magic power condense faster, and several hot fireballs as big as a basin floated around him in a few breaths, and then crashed down on Belloc.

The top-down attack makes the fireball faster and more powerful.

But it's still useless.

Just like he was able to avoid the ice spikes accurately every time just now, Belloc was also able to predict the landing point of the fireball, making Harry's explosion completely in vain.

"……hateful!"

Harry's face turned even paler when he saw this. He took another deep breath and his voice became even more angry:

"What about this? Let me see how you can hide!"

This should be Harry's final offensive. He activated wind and fire spells at the same time.

Just like when he fought against the sensitive Tushou Monkey before, he first used the Probing Technique to mark Beilock, and then attacked with a series of fireballs.

In this way, even if Belloc can still judge the landing point of the fireball and dodge in advance, the mark of the wind detection technique can also allow the fireball to change its attack path in mid-air and continue to lock Belloc.

"Did you really still use this trick?"

But this seems to be what Belloc expected.

He didn't dodge anymore, but swung continuously with the iron rod, scattering all Harry's fireballs in a few strokes.

"how can that be?"

Harry was even more unwilling, but he also ran out of magic power and could not cast another spell for a short time. He could not even maintain the wind levitation spell that made him fly and fell to the ground.

Even a lighthouse-level warrior shouldn't be able to easily scatter those fireballs... Those fireballs have compressed a large amount of Harry's magic power, and each shot can kill ordinary pearl-level monsters alone.

But the fact is that Belloc easily scattered those fireballs, one by one, just like the fireballs hit not the iron rods at all, but an adult sub-dragon species with magic resistance like the oil dragon...

Wait, magic resistance?