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"It's him?" Cardina followed Shaya to the rooftop. Her eyes widened in surprise, as she wanted to see clearly the person who had defeated her sister. She could not help but feel disappointed.

A child with an unremarkable appearance and an unlikeable head of black hair was standing in the crowd. His thin and weak figure, under the shouting from one side of the crowd, revealed a trace of unswerving determination in his eyes.

"That's right, it's him!" When enemies met each other, they were extremely envious. Shaya's eyes looked as if they were about to spew fire. Ron had already been killed a hundred and one times in her heart.

"Really?" How could he be so powerful? Sister Shaya, who do you think will win? " Cardina smiled.

"If he summons that day's Skeleton Knight, he will definitely win. None of the people here are the match of that Skeleton Knight …"

Cardina shrugged her shoulders. "Sister Shaya, don't tell me that you have read too many third-rate novels? How can the legends of the Necromancers be believed?"

Shaya didn't want to waste words with her. "If you don't believe me, just watch and see!"

The atmosphere had reached its peak of tension, and even the air seemed to have frozen.

"Ron, I'm going to let you know the consequences of offending me …" At this moment, Haifert shouted loudly and moved. His fist glowed with a red light as he struck out, causing sparks to fly out of his fist. Those who felt the heat wave coming towards them had no choice but to retreat.

"An insignificant skill!" Rönn snorted coldly. He raised his hand and a black energy appeared in his palm. In that instant, a shield formed from bones appeared out of thin air.

"Bone Shield …"

A black energy coiled around the white bone shield, releasing a tyrannical cyclone. This was one of the differences between ancient Necromancers and current Necromancers — Soul Force.

"Bang!" With a loud sound, Highfield's iron fist collided with Ron's bone shield, creating a powerful wave of fire. The wave of fire scattered in all directions, forcing everyone to take a step back.

A deep fist mark appeared on the bone shield. The strong flame power had scorched the entire bone shield, and the force of the Hefel's power was great, but Ron managed to block it.

"What?"

No one had expected a necromancer to be able to block a single attack, but Ron had done it.

Their jaws were about to drop to the ground. If not for witnessing it with their own eyes, no one would have believed that a good-for-nothing Necromancer would be able to withstand a single attack from an Intermediate Swordsman.

"How... How is that possible? " Highfield was also stunned. He was the closest to Ron, so he could clearly feel the other party's strength. It was real power, definitely not inferior to his.

"How is this possible?" Cardina rubbed her beautiful large eyes to confirm that she was not mistaken. "Big sister Shaya, is he really a Necromancer?" He's not a Swordsman disguised as a Necromancer, is he? "

There was no trace of surprise on Shaya's face. She had already experienced how powerful Ron was. She replied in a low voice, "That's right, he's a Necromancer. He's that strong …"

At that time, the Ron she had met could only be described as unfathomable. Although he had only displayed the strength of a master, the fear he had brought to Shaya had already surpassed the level of a master.

Shaya had once experienced this kind of feeling. It was like this when she was standing in front of the dean.

Of course, Shaya didn't know if it was Ron or not, but it was Homelin.

The red-haired Yi Charlotte couldn't conceal the shock on her face. "How could that be?" Aren't Necromancers weak? You can actually block Highfield's fist? "

"Is this an illusion?" Impossible, it's impossible. It's impossible for Necromancers to have such powerful strength, it must be due to luck … "

Soon, Highfield recovered from his shock. He comforted himself and said to Ron, "You have some skill, you actually summoned out your bones to block my attack. But I can tell you, this kind of trick is useless … …"

The bone shield in Ron's hand was not just any ordinary bone. The bone summoned by soul force is even harder than steel. He smiled and said, "I think you're a swordsman. How about it?" Aren't you going to use weapons? "

Highfield raised his fist, which was shining with flames like a raging bear, and laughed sinisterly, "Why do I need to use a weapon to deal with you? "Just my fists are enough..."

After saying that, Highfield no longer bothered with superfluous words. He raised his fist and swung it at Ron crazily.

"Boom …" Boom … "Boom …"

The intense collision between Highfield and Ron resulted in a loud bang. The flames burned and sent out waves of heat waves, riddling the bone shield in Ron's hands with countless holes.

Ron, on the other hand, was unhurried. His shield was so fast that no matter from which angle Highfield was attacking, it was cleverly neutralized by him.

However, the most depressing thing was that just as he thought that he was about to shatter the shield, the other party raised the black air in his hand and instantly repaired the broken bone shield.

Astonishment gradually filled the eyes of the surrounding students. The sight of Ron holding onto the bone shield completely overturned their understanding of Necromancers. In an instant, their impression of Ron grew larger.

"Good luck, Ron!"

"Come on … …" "Knock him down..."

"Kill Highfield …"

It was very easy to rouse the emotions of the people. Everyone was a powerful warrior of the Xin Pei Empire. The cheering for Ron gradually increased, and the sounds of cheering became louder and louder with the defeat of Hefelter.

Not only did he fail to attack for a long time, the other party even teased him with such ease that he almost vomited blood, "No, this is definitely just a fluke, a fluke …" It's impossible for Necromancers to have that kind of power … "

"This fellow is so powerful!" "I now understand why you were defeated by a Necromancer. His strength is not bad, and from the looks of it, he is not a match for Hailey."

Shaya took a deep breath, "His strength is far more than that …"

One of the red-haired girl, ICharlotte, said, "Do you think we should rush up to help him?"

"That's not good, right?" A brown-haired boy in half-armor said hesitantly, "This is a duel between two people. The other party is just a necromancer. If we attack like a swarm of bees, we'll lose face even if we win …"

"Look, is that guy even a necromancer?" Yichara pointed at Ron on the field.

The few of them shook their heads. They all knew that what Yi Charlotte said was the truth. The strength displayed by the other party was indeed not something that a useless Necromancer should possess.

The brown-haired boy could only say, "However, if we interfere, Young Master Hailey will not be happy. He just told us that we don't need to interfere …"

Of course, Yi Charlotte remembered. She only sighed slightly and didn't say anything else.

In the field where the duel between Highfield and Ron took place, fires lit up one after another. Highfield's strength had been raised to the highest level, and his body's fiery qi and qi were extremely abundant. From afar, he looked like a man on fire.

No one noticed that under the cover of the fire, traces of the black gas had already spread out, and they were even on equal terms with the flames and dou qi of Haifert.

Ron, who had been passively defending the whole time, was also furious. He coldly snorted, "Are you done? If you're done, it'll be my turn …"

Highfield: "Trash, do you have the ability to retaliate?"

Ron: "Hmph, I'll let you see how amazing I am …"

His palm moved, and a powerful soul force shot out. Not long after, a white bone lance appeared in his hand.

"Look, he took out something new …" A student shouted.

"It's a bone stick..." Another said.

"Can that thing hit people?" A girl said timidly.

The bone lance in Ron's hand struck out like lightning, the sharp tip like a sharp blade, producing a powerful sound as it pierced through the air.

Whoosh.

He was already extremely agitated over Ron's failure to take him down for a long period of time, and the other party's strength had also become uncertain. He was like a frightened bird, and any movement of Ron caused him to tremble in fear.

Seeing the bone lance lunge at him, the only command that could be flashed in his mind was to retreat and avoid the other party's attack. He did not dare to imagine what would happen if the bone lance were to pierce his body.

Ron, on the other hand, acted as if he had expected this. He swung the bone lance in his hand, causing Highfield to turn in a circle. Next, the bone lance swept towards his feet.

Highfield did not expect him to do this. He could not dodge in time and fell to the ground, the back of his head hitting the ground with a thud.

Highfield's falling posture was extremely comical, causing the surrounding students to burst into laughter. Even Shaya and Cardina revealed smiles on their faces.

Ron was far more powerful than he was, and he was toying with Highfield, whom he had never considered an opponent.

Haifert also had the same thought, but the result shocked everyone.

Highfield's face had already turned the color of a pig's liver. He gritted his teeth and was about to get up and use his most powerful combat power to fight Ron to the death when a bone lance appeared in front of him.

Ron's frail body stood in a position that made people feel like he was very tall. A cold smile hung on his face. With a faint smile, he said, "Highfield, you've lost …" Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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