Vol 2 Chapter 130: It’s not a spell

"My horse 虺隤!"
An Alpha freshman in a white robe yelled, holding the book of Fa with his left hand, and patted the book with his right hand.
The pale gray halo fainted, and the young wizard's opponent softened his legs and knelt to the ground.
Hilda had a satisfied smile on her face.
The sun gradually went down and his attitude gradually became mild.
The copper ring and iron nails of the young teaching assistant's nose and mouth gleamed in the sun.
Youth vigor, he murmured, turning his head to look at the other side of the crowd.
"Ge Zhi... Tan... Xi... applied to... this..."
Jiuyou Xinsheng who wears a red robe dragged a long tremor, chanting this spell in a shrill voice.
But obviously, the relatively long binding spell has higher requirements for the students to breathe. Many people lose their power after chanting a mantra halfway because of uneven breath.
Hilda frowned slightly, but there was no better way.
Only practice makes perfect ears.
Of course, as a former public-funded student at the First University, Hilda's assistant teaching assistant who is now acting as a practical class does indeed have a knack for quickly mastering the binding spell.
Because the binding spell is a semi-open spell, the second half of the spell can use appropriate vocabulary according to the wizard's own ability.
A wizard with a little lack of ability can directly express his needs in the most plain and simple language, such as ‘Ge Zhi Tan Xi, trap him! ’Or ‘Ge Zhitanxi, tie him up! ’.
Hilda believed that if he taught this method to the young wizards in the Astronomy 08-1 class in front of him, the few freshmen on the lawn who were always angry would surely be able to quickly master the binding spell. But correspondingly, Professor Yao Xiaomi, who has bright hair in Jiuyou College, will definitely break into the teaching assistant's lounge and tear himself.
After all, this method is too unwieldy and inelegant.
Thinking of elegance, Hilda couldn't help but turn to the corner of the lawn.
There, two young red-robed wizards were seriously practicing the binding spell. Compared with other clumsy freshmen, the performance of these two students is perfect.
The short wizard with glasses was holding his book in his hands, and was muttering words. Two thumbs thick Pueraria lobata popped out from both sides of his shoulder, like a pair of water-milled iron guns, crashing, tapping, splitting, blocking, piercing, holding, looping, and picking.
The student opposite the short wizard with dull hairs on his head, according to the standard posture in the textbook, holds the book with his left hand, presses the page with his right, and is also muttering words in his mouth. The Pueraria lobata he summoned protruding from his ribs, four on the left and right, like a deep-sea octopus, waving its tentacles without leaking water, and letting his opponent be unscrupulous, he stood still.
Yes, these two students did not practice mantras in the same way as the others.
They have been able to direct the summoned Pueraria lobata to make many sensitive movements.
This ability is rare even among senior students.
Hilda did not go through the roster in her arms.
He has an impression of these two students.
On the admission plane of the First University, when the banshee who accidentally broke in unscrupulously released her demon, the two boys stood in front of all the students.
Even when exhausted, there is no retreat.
This impressed him deeply.
One is Zheng Qing, a public-funded student from Jiuyou College this year; the other is Xiao Xiao, a special enrollment student at the First University.
Although their identities are very special, these two surnames are not outstanding in the wizarding world. The public-funded student surnamed Zheng did not even receive a secondary education from wizards before entering the first university.
After the incident was reported by Thomas, there was a lot of rumors among the teaching assistants.
Many people began to wonder if the school roster was a little unstable with the departure of the principal.
Of course, after the school announced the college entrance examination results of this publicly-funded wizard, these rumors immediately ceased silently.
No one will doubt the authority of the global wizarding college entrance examination.
Thoughts are like blades of grass flying in the air, without direction. When Hilda admired the smooth performance of the two young wizards, another thought suddenly came up.
Do you want to reward them with a credit?
The assistant teacher thought for a moment, and finally gave up this tempting idea.
Although the demonstrations of the two new students were very elegant, maybe the mana of the two of them was slightly insufficient, and the summoned Pueraria lobata was only the thickness of the thumb.
This small flaw will definitely be questioned.
The small-scale riots caused by the credits that I awarded to the trainees not long ago are still vivid, and the young practical teacher now only prays that this class can be safely ended.
Can't ask for more.
If Zheng Qing knew what the teacher thought of the practice class, he would definitely cry without tears.
It's not that he and Xiao Xiao couldn't summon a stronger Pueraria vine, but in line with the principle of saving energy and not wasting, the young public-funded student could only summon a vine that could withstand the attack of Great Master Xiao.
Of course, the more important reason is that he is chatting with Xiao Xiao.
Since discovering that kudzu can be driven by his eyes and thoughts, Zheng Qing naturally did not waste this free time.
What Hilda saw was not maintaining the spell, but two people chatting.
"What do you think Matthew said at the end?" Zheng Qing stared at the eight-knotted Pueraria lobata in front of him, thinking hard.
He still had his heartbroken about the last words Matthew Cullen said not long ago.
"Ignore it." Xiao Xiao ignored the topic indifferently. Taking advantage of Zheng Qing's distraction, a slender cane suddenly emerged from under his ribs, like a long worm looking for food, and instantly flicked back and forth between the pockets of Zheng Qing's robe.
"If you are my enemy, I'm already dead." Zheng Qing raised his hands and said the first words to admit defeat.
"What are you going to do with it?" After Xiao Xiao put away the two Pueraria vines on his shoulders, he gestured to the small vine under his ribs.
Zheng Qing took a closer look, and saw that a familiar opal ring was rolled up on the top of the slender cane.
"You can go to the pedestrian street to earn pocket money." Zheng Qing touched his empty pocket and couldn't help but sarcastically said.
"You two are so pretty. The girls over there are looking straight." Fatty Xin appeared from somewhere and squeezed between the two, fanning the wind with one hand and grabbing the Pueraria vine with the other. 'S magic ring, curiously said: "Why, don't you want this ring?"
Zheng Qing frowned, looked at the sweat stains on the fat man's hands, and said nothing.
"The key is not this ring." Zhang Jixin hugged his arms, stood beside a few people, and said with a serious face: "You should now consider whether they will follow up... this is very important."
"This is also very troublesome." Fatty Xin shook his head and threw the ring back to Zheng Qing.
Zheng Qing took the slippery ring and rubbed it on the robe at will.
"Do you want to report to the teacher?" After he put the magic ring in his pocket again, he carefully glanced at Hilda walking around, hesitated, and asked, "Maybe the school can stop their unscrupulous behavior?"
Since childhood, as a good student, every time he encounters such disputes between students, he is always accustomed to solving problems through teachers.
"You are a public-funded student from Jiuyou College!" Fatty Xin looked at him with a strange look: "And you are a college student! Don't just give the teacher a short report or find a school... it's shameful!"
Zheng Qing said, blushing.
"Evidence." Xiao Xiao rejected his idea from another angle: "You two did not conflict. So, if there is no proper reason, why should the teacher or the school severely sanction him? Just because you are a public student. ?"
"This kind of thing is clear at a glance." Zheng Qing muttered.
"Unless you catch evidence that he cursed you on the spot, this kind of thing is completely within the scope of ‘free heart testimony’." Xiao Xiao helped his glasses and added:
"In fact, there is no enmity between you and Andrew Taylor-this does not identify his motive for harming you. What's more, for a wizard, there are hundreds of ways to explain why he stole your blood. ."
"For example, he plans to give you a birthday surprise." Fatty Xin said in a disgusting tone: "Similar to a magic ring of a blood sacrifice."
"My birthday is in May~EbookFREE.me~Zheng Qing reluctantly smiled: "This reason can be ruled out. "
"Instead of worrying about unprovoked attacks, it is better to plan your schedule for the next two days." Xiao Xiao suddenly raised his head, squinted, and looked at Zheng Qing. He said in a very positive tone: "When you and Yi Did Lena forget something before the appointed time?"
Zheng Qing held the book with his arm in the air, stunned.
"Someone forgot to go back to sleep after finishing morning class in the morning." Fatty Xin said in a long voice.
"Some people forget that they don't take a lunch break at noon. In the afternoon, their eyes will be swollen like peaches." Zhang Jixin also added a strange yin and yang nearby.
"The most terrible thing is that someone forgot to go on patrol on Saturday night." Xiao Xiao helped his glasses and looked at Zheng Qing blankly: "I gave someone the rest of the afternoon."
"Oh! Xiete!" Zheng Qing slammed his right fist heavily on his left palm, exploding with a foul language.
Just looking at those big beautiful eyes, I completely forgot about what I was going to patrol.