The unconscious Lawton was hurriedly taken away for treatment by the three wizards who followed him.
Before leaving, he made a harsh statement, "The First Wizard Tower will not forgive you."
Ash remembered that in Yelena's adventure novels, the villain would always say this when he failed, and then in the next meeting, he would be beaten badly by the protagonist again.
He felt that the First Wizard Tower must be the villain.
So he didn't take the other party's threat seriously.
The combat teacher readily approved the requests for leave, then walked up to Ash with interest and thrust his sword aside: "Good timing, good strength - what's your name? Have you practiced it before?"
"Ash Alwin." The man was tall, and Ash was only as tall as his chest. At eye level, he could see his full and firm chest muscles, which looked very familiar and reminded Ash of Derek. His expression softened unconsciously. "I was trained by my neighbor uncle."
"You can call me Zexis." The man gave his name and said with a smile, "Are you interested in a fight with me? Let me see your true level." The implication was that the beating of Lawton just now ended too quickly and he had not yet figured out Ash's actual ability.
Ash nodded and agreed... During the time in the village, he was forced to practice with Uncle Derek every day.
So when fists collided and legs collided, he actually curled the corners of his lips nostalgically during the fight and found a sense of familiarity that he had lost for a long time.
First, there was a pure collision of strength without any fancy moves. Perhaps Zexis had not expected that this skinny boy in front of him would have the courage to compete with him directly on the level of strength. Who had harder bones and stronger flesh?
Oh.
Zexis kindly restrained his strength, but still seemed to be watching a good show, waiting to see the miserable expression on the boy's face after he suffered a loss.
“Bang”, “Bang”, “Bang”, “Bang”…
The dull sound of flesh colliding.
Attack and block alternately.
After more than ten rounds, Zexis was surprised to find that he had forgotten to restrain himself and was led to use all his strength. However, facing his full strength, the boy took it meticulously and was not suppressed by him at all.
Instead, he himself began to feel a dull pain in his hands and feet.
Is this kid's skin, flesh and bones made of alchemical materials? !
Zexis was amazed, his eyes were full of admiration, and he quickly switched from a head-on fighting style to a skill-based fighting style. What a joke, he was a teacher after all, and he lost to his students for the first time, so what else could he teach his students?
Sure enough, after changing the fighting style, Ash was stretched to the limit.
His fighting skills were only honed by the hunting team for one summer, and his real combat experience was very little. He was completely incomparable to Zexis, a battle-hardened swordsman.
He didn't hold out for long before Zexis grabbed both of his hands and he was defeated.
At this time, both of them were sweating profusely and breathing slightly. White mist rose from their bodies and merged into the cold air.
"You are really good." Zexis' eyes sparkled. "Your agility and endurance are both top-notch! It's a pity that you are a wizard. Would you like to consider becoming a swordsman?"
"Boss, how can you talk like that!" A grinning voice interrupted, "Wizards have a much better future than swordsmen, and they are also stronger. Only a fool would choose a swordsman, right?"
Ash tilted his head to look to the side and saw that there were many more people on the training ground.
The young man who had just spoken pointed behind him to the edge of the open-air training ground hidden in the shadows. "We have been there all along. Since you beat up that bastard." He gave Ash a thumbs up in a friendly manner. "By the way, my name is Pete. You are the first wizard I have ever seen who is so good at fighting. Nice to meet you."
Ash smiled: "Hello." He found that these people were not wearing wizard robes, but were dressed as swordsmen. They had strong and sturdy bodies and did not look like students of the academy.
"They are all swordsmen," Zexis said. "They were chosen by the wizards of the academy to be personal guards and trained here. Otherwise, if it were just the wizards who chose the practical class, this course would have been abolished long ago due to insufficient number of students."
He looked at Ash and said, "If you have a swordsman you like in the future, you can apply to the academy and have them train with me. There will be a maximum of two spots available."
Without waiting for Ash to nod, he smiled subtly again, "Though I don't think you need a swordsman's protection."
Ash: “…”
Next up is the official start of classes.
Zekesis, who had figured out Ash's background, threw Ash into the swordsman team without hesitation, and all mission indicators were aligned with the swordsmen.
Angel, who came with his friends but still ended up alone, looked at Ash who was sweating profusely, then looked at his own arms and legs, sighed, and continued to do a set of stretching exercises taught by Zexis. After doing them continuously, he began to pant.
Ash is so amazing. In his mind, he kept replaying the image of Ash fighting against Teacher Zexis. It was agile, powerful, and dazzling.
No wonder Ash was able to date Lord Scarlet Moon.
If he could do what Ash did, he would definitely be able to date Miss Yelena, right?
The practical class ended with Ash forming a deep comradeship with the swordsmen and with Angel in endless reverie.
After class, Zexis patted Ash on the shoulder unwillingly and said, "When you get tired of being a wizard, try being a swordsman. The feeling of swinging a sword is a hundred times more refreshing than fiddling with those inexplicable numerical formulas."
After the practical class, it is time for lunch break.
Ash and Angel walked towards the school gate together. Angel exclaimed as they walked: "I didn't expect that Mr. Zexis would praise you so much! He is that Zexis!"
The swordsman's fighting style relies on a strong spirit, a tough body, and superior enchanted equipment.
Only if you have a strong body can you afford powerful equipment.
And Zexis, who was said to be able to fight a grey wizard directly when wearing his specially crafted set of enchanted equipment - was one of the top swordsmen in Iluv.
Ash listened to the intelligence officer Angel's mumbling and nodded in approval.
He is a very amazing person.
Perhaps because of his perception talent, he had an advantage in close combat and could vaguely predict Zexis's next move. But even if he predicted it, he couldn't dodge it. Because Zexis's combat experience allowed him to change his tactics instantly the next second after being discovered, making his prediction worthless.
This was the first time Ash had encountered a situation where his perception talent was so powerless.
So I couldn't help but remind myself that my talent was not omniscience and omnipotence. There must be many powerful people like Zexis in Iluf, and I can't rely entirely on my talent. Otherwise, sooner or later, I will fall flat on my face.
When I arrived at the school gate, I saw Yolande, who was wearing a lace shirt and floral dress, with long flaxen hair tied into a long braid hanging down to his chest. He was waiting for Angel. Whenever he was free, he would pick Angel up and drop her off at school.
Seeing Ash and Angel coming together, he smiled and said, "I heard that you beat that bastard Lawton to death in the practical class?"
Ash: "...Hmm." Did you find out so quickly? As expected of the editor-in-chief of Brilliant Daily.
"Brother, listen to me!" Angel ran over and held Yolande's hand, his eyes sparkling, "Ash is super-awesome! Even Teacher Zexis praised him many times!"
"Oh, really?" Yolande smiled at Ash, gestured goodbye, and took Angel's hand and walked towards home. He said softly, "Then Angel, tell your brother what happened in detail..."
Ash blinked, having a feeling that he would probably be on the headlines of the daily newspaper tomorrow.
After returning to the wizard tower, I only saw Lord Nance, but not Sigourney.
"He went to receive the materials promised by the First Wizard Tower." Nance told him.
But shouldn't it be Lord Nance who goes? Ash was surprised. Last night, Sigourney was still reminding Lord Nance not to be a good person again.
Nance saw the doubt in Ash's eyes and smiled helplessly, "Those people in the First Wizard Tower are not easy to deal with. Sigourney said she was afraid that I would be bullied and cry, so she just went in my place."
As if he had been tempted to talk, Nance pulled Ash to sit next to him and sighed, "Many wizards in the First Wizard Tower always feel superior. If you go to their territory, especially to share their profits, who knows how bad their attitude will be. Sarcasm is the least of it, right?"
The attitude of the First Wizard Tower can be roughly seen from the look on Lawton's face on the training ground today.
Ash pursed his lips, but Signe went anyway…
"I told him to go with me, but Sigourney refused, saying I was holding him back." Nans was very depressed. "If I had known earlier, I would have directly taken the First Wizard Tower when we captured the tower ten years ago. Why would I choose the Third Wizard Tower?"
Ash opened his eyes wide, thinking he had heard something extraordinary.
Nance looked amused at his expression.
"Come, let me tell you a little secret." He said, "Do you know why we chose to capture the third wizard tower?"
Ash shook his head.
"The wizard towers under the throne, from the first to the twelfth, can all be captured."
"There will always be people eyeing the number one position to challenge. Those ranked lower are vulnerable and are also easy to be challenged."
"The third one is much safer."
“Those who want to get a bargain will try to challenge those at the bottom of the rankings with a fluke mentality. Those who are confident in their own abilities and dare to aim for the top three will generally go straight for first and second place.”
Nance said slowly, "Third place is very safe. There are fewer people trying to capture the tower, so there will be less trouble."
"It was for this reason that Sigourney and I took over the Third Wizard Tower." At this point, he wilted again, "If I had known earlier, I would have gone through so much trouble and directly taken over the First Wizard Tower. Otherwise, why would we have to watch the First Wizard Tower act so arrogantly?"
Ash thought for a moment and said, "It's not too late."
Nance: “Huh?”
Ash said seriously, "When the battle for the First Wizard Tower starts next time, we will go and seize their tower. It won't be too late."
Nance slammed his palm and said, "That's right!" He suddenly realized, "Why are they still so arrogant when I take their tower away from them?"
He laughed out loud: "Oh, I'm really lazy and didn't even think about it."
Sigourney, who had just returned, leaned against the door and looked at the old man and the child in the room. They said a few words casually and regarded the First Wizard Tower as a piece of their pocket.
He is particularly good at talking big and bragging.
Not humble at all.
He raised his hand and knocked on the door as a reminder. After attracting the attention of the two people, his pale lips curved into a beautiful arc.
"That's a good idea," he said. "Count me in."
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