Hunting College

Vol 2 Chapter 128: My horse?

Hilda Don Alfonso stood uneasy in front of the students.

  

   When the little witch fainted in front of him, his heart jumped out of his mouth.

  

   Thanks to Mrs. Bella's rich experience, it only took a few minutes to stabilize the little witch's situation.

  

   Even so, he was blamed by the stern head nurse—a few years ago, when he was still in school, he was often reprimanded by this lady.

  

   Hilda raised his head and glanced sadly at the purple bamboo forest on the hillside.

  

  The black and purple bamboo poles look like ripe sugarcane, but the green bamboo leaves clearly indicate the true identity of these grasses.

  

   is just like him.

  

   Although he is a little lazy and rebellious in front of his friends, deep down in his heart, he considers himself a very responsible teacher.

  

   Maybe I shouldn't be too demanding of them, the assistant teacher breathed a sigh of relief, and revived.

  

"According to the syllabus I got." He turned over the lesson plan at hand, then raised his head, glanced at the two teams of freshmen casually, and asked in a brisk tone: "The spell that Jiuyoutian 08-1 has mastered. It's'Ge Zhitanxi', and what Alpha Academy has mastered is'My Ma Ying'... Do you have any objections?"

  

   There was a low response from the crowd.

  

   No one put forward different opinions.

  

  If the assistant teacher can observe these new students patiently, he can probably notice the tension between the teams on both sides and the strange eyes of the new students.

  

   But the small accident not long ago made Hilda suddenly feel exhausted.

  

   This made his confidence in this class weaken a lot, and he even ignored the performance of the students.

  

   "So, what about the partner who was appointed for the last class?" He raised his head and looked around.

  

  Duan Xiaojian squeezed out of the team with a sad face.

  

   Fatty Xin waved his hands behind his back, beat the beat slightly, and hummed a deep "Funeral March" in his nose.

  

   "Next, I will do a simple demonstration with this classmate Duan Xiaojian from Jiuyou Academy." Hilda grabbed Duan Xiaojian by the shoulders and hurriedly pulled him in front of everyone.

  

"First of all,'Ge Zhi Tan Xi'," the assistant teacher opened the method neatly and slightly increased his tone: "Pay attention to the safe distance between the two people, and the caster's eyes...' Ge Zhi Tan Xi, Shi Yu Here'!"

  

   The dark green vines once again appeared out of thin air.

  

   These winding, snake-like plants soothed the bones, restrained Duan Xiaojian's hands and feet leisurely, and slowly pulled out a few bow knots. Even they thoughtfully used the leftover rattan to build a simple armchair for their prey.

  

   This move relieved the nervous trainee's expression a lot.

  

   "The safe distance is three meters! Be sure to look at your opponent when you cast the spell." Hilda raised her voice and emphasized to everyone: "If your vision deviates when you chant the spell, it's like this..."

  

   said, his eyes glanced at the edge of the grass.

  

   The vines forming the armchair fell apart, dragging his trophy, swarming towards the clearing.

  

   Duan Xiaojian rolled twice on the ground, and soon found that the cane tied to his hands and feet was only the thickness of his fingers.

  

   He shrank his bones and jumped, desperately breaking away from these convulsive vines.

  

   "Distraction when chanting a spell will not only greatly reduce the power of your spell, but may also allow your prey to escape. In severe cases, it may even cause the spell to lose control!"

  

Hilda looked at the freshmen in Class 08-1 with a serious expression, and said loudly: "If anyone, I mean anyone, intends to lie down in the school hospital in the first month of admission, then I can completely ignore me. caveat!"

  

   The freshmen tremblingly looked at the thick cane tumbling and struggling on the lawn-now it looked like a crazy python-shaking their heads.

  

   "Another spell."

  

   Hilda dragged Duan Xiaojian, who had just stood firm, to the Alpha Freshman.

  

   "This spell is relatively safer." The assistant teacher obviously wants to complete this part of the presentation with one effort.

  

   is still the same as before.

  

   A safe distance of three meters, his eyes locked on the target of the spell.

  

   "My horse!" Hilda held the spine with his left hand and pressed the page with his right hand, chanting a spell.

  

   Duan Xiaojian, who had just stood up straight, softened his legs and rolled on the lawn again.

  

   Before long, the grass snored loudly.

  

   Zheng Qing poked his head and looked at Duan Xiaojian, and found that he had completely fallen asleep.

  

   Even the corner of his mouth has dropped a trace of transparent liquid.

  

   "This spell is interesting!" Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly.

  

   "Poor child." Fatty Xin hugged his stomach, looked at Duan Xiaojian who was sleeping on the ground with a pity, and shook his head repeatedly.

  

   "The original meaning of this spell is just to make people tired and weak." Xiao Xiao helped his glasses and frowned: "Now this situation is a bit wrong."

  

   As if in response to his doubts, Hilda's voice sounded again.

  

"When you practice this mantra, you must pay attention to your spelling clearly." The assistant teacher opened his mouth wide and slowly pronounced: "虺hui...kuo tui! Not a black tweet, nor a pile of ash! Huiyu, come and follow me again... …poisonous snake!"

  

   "虺……隤……" Alpha's freshman dragged a long voice and repeated the spell with the assistant teacher.

  

   "Your curse professor must have reminded you of the taboo of this spell, right." Hilda looked at the white-robed students in front of him with inquiring eyes.

  

   Everyone nodded.

  

   Zheng Qing noticed that Andrew and his friends nodded and nodded extremely exaggeratedly, which made him sneer.

  

   However, Hilda seemed to be very happy with the exaggerated performance, and even nodded in satisfaction.

  

   "If the pronunciation of this spell is not clear, it is easy to cause various accidents. For example, the subject is not awake, or the legs and feet twitch, or even the old students of the last few years, and some people have been paralyzed under this spell for a whole month!"

  

   "A whole month! The poor student couldn't even move a finger...he was paralyzed and was lying in the school hospital. He even ate liquid food."

  

   All beings are horrified~www.ltnovel.com~ gasp again and again.

  

   Fatty Xin finally restrained his laughing expression.

  

   He remembered how he was cursed by that bowling flower, and couldn't help sighing deeply.

  

   "Poor child." Zheng Qing patted him comfortably on the shoulder.

  

   "This is the end of the demonstration!" Hilda snapped his fingers and awakened Duan Xiaojian in his sleep.

  

   The hunched young wizard wiped his saliva in confusion, and walked back into the team amidst the laughter of a group of bad friends.

  

   "Duan Xiaojian was awarded a credit for his outstanding performance in the training." The assistant teacher obviously did not cross the river to tear down the bridge, and very happily gave the young wizard a date.

  

   This makes Duan, who just woke up, smiles.

  

   He didn't even care about Fatty Xin mimicking his drooling appearance just after falling asleep next to him.

  

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