
The fist of the red-haired youth landed on the guard's long sword.
Clangs!
The sound of metal clashing sounded as the long sword broke. The young knight's lips curved into a mischievous smile as his fist was about to land on the guard's chest.
Bang out!
The middle-aged knight leader used his hand to tightly grip the red-haired young man's fist while frowning.
"Hawthorne, hold yourself!"
The red-haired youth let out a cold snort and fought free from the hands of the middle-aged knight.
"Don't forget, Magic Academy and Harriet Tulip."
The middle-aged knight said seriously, "Terror from a saint-level powerhouse is not something you can imagine!"
"I will also become a saint-level knight in the future!"
Hawthorne laughed, revealing his white teeth. They looked very sharp, like wolves.
"Then we'll talk about it after you become a saint-level knight."
The middle-aged knight felt a headache.
He was one of the three geniuses of the current batch of Hawthorne City students. He was only eighteen years old, but he was already a fifth level knight. He was second only to Don Quixote in the academy.
However, his personality was extremely arrogant and arrogant. Many students call him "Crazy Hawthorne" in person.
"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have brought it this time," thought the middle-aged knight.
The middle-aged knight took out a broken long sword for the guards and revealed their identity.
The guard was still a little frightened. He nodded and quickly ran to the academy to report.
Five minutes later, several magic instructors wearing black mage robes rushed over.
"Engel, are you leading the team again this year?"
"Yes, it's me again this year. Long time no see, my friend."
The middle-aged knight stepped forward and greeted the witch warmly.
If Joelson was here, he would have recognized him.
The magic tutor with eight golden lines on his chest was Mr. Tang Man, who ran the library.
"We have to stay for a few more days this time. We haven't had a drink together in a long time."
Tang Man glanced at the knight students behind Engel with a hint of shock in his eyes.
The strength of everyone above level 4 knights, and they were all no older than twenty years.
When her gaze turned to Don Quixote, who was most dazzling, Tang Man's eyes trembled violently.
A sixth level knight ?!
A genius even more terrifying than Joelson Edward!
The corner of Tang Man's mouth involuntarily curved into a bitter smile as he thought, 'it looks like the Tulip Magic Academy will suffer another crushing defeat this time.'
"The exchange match will officially start tomorrow. We have arranged accommodation for everyone. You can also look around in the next few days."
Elsa, who had turned into a magician robe, was very dignified and beautiful. Tang Man handed over the task of receiving guests to him and then led Engel, the leader of the Knights, to meet Harriet Terrence.
The arrival of the knights from the Knight Academy aroused the strong curiosity of the students from the Tulip Magic Academy.
The students from the lower classes found it very interesting. A group of knights suddenly appeared in an academy filled with magicians. Especially those of their age.
The students from the higher grade, on the other hand, all had grim expressions on their faces. They looked at the students of the Knight Academy with vigilance and unkindness in their eyes.
The annual exchange competition was about to start again, an embarrassing day for Tulip Academy.
This news soon spread throughout the academy. Most of the students and instructors walked out and surrounded the group of "guests" from the neighboring country by the roadside.
The knights continued to speak with calm expressions as if they did not care about their audience at all. Instead, they enjoyed this kind of treatment.
"They don't seem to welcome us?" Someone asked.
"Of course, no one likes to be beaten!"
"Ha ha ha!"
A burst of mischievous laughter sounded.
The knights were silent for a few seconds before a reckless voice suddenly sounded.
"Teacher Elsa, you look so beautiful when you're angry. Can I take you out tonight?"
As soon as these words were spoken, a burst of laughter immediately sounded.
It was accompanied by ridicule and whistles.
"Eddie Taylor, you're really brave."
"Elsa's teacher is mine. Eddie Taylor, pull your sword! I want to fight you!"
"Ha ha ha!"
The students of the Tulip Magic Academy naturally heard these words, and their expressions were extremely unsightly.
The faces of the lower grade students were filled with anger, and they immediately wanted to advance.
Even though Miss Elsa was hard, she was very gentle and patient towards the students. In addition to her beautiful appearance, she was a goddess in the hearts of many students.
Elsa was so angry that her face turned ugly. He quickly chanted a spell and summoned a level-5 magic anaconda. Then, he pounced on a knight named Eddie Taylor.
"Not good!" Eddie Taylor shouted in a low voice. His face showed a trace of fear.
He hurriedly retreated, but the anaconda was too fast. She's late. He'll be hit by an anaconda.
At that moment, a bright white light flashed.
Anakonda was cut into two pieces, turning into countless fogs and disappearing into the air.
The red-haired Hawthorne wielded his long sword to block Eddie Taylor's attack. He raised his chin towards Elsa, showing a provocative smile.
A hint of anger flashed across Elsa's face.
"Get to the dueling platform!"
Someone shouted.
Immediately, everyone shouted as well.
"Really! Teacher Elsa, teach these hooligans from the Knight Academy a good lesson!"
"Couthful knights. They only had brute strength, but they didn't even know how to follow basic etiquette."
"They still dare to provoke our teacher in our territory!"
Elsa controlled her emotions and took a deep breath to calm herself down.
As the academy's teacher, he shouldn't be angry at students.
Moreover, the other party was a "guest".
Elsa wanted to turn around and continue leading them, but a voice rang out behind her.
"What are you afraid of?"
Elsa stopped moving.
The students of Tulip Academy became even tougher.
"That's too evil!"
"I think I should go up and beat him up! Unfortunately, I'm only a rank one magician!"
"Teacher Elsa, don't let him go!"
Elsa slowly turned around; her face was extremely cold.
"What did you say?"
Hawthorne was not afraid at all. He deliberately looked at Elsa from top to bottom, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'm not bullying women."
Elsa's hand suddenly clenched tightly, trying hard to suppress the anger in her heart.
Just as he was about to speak, a figure wearing a red mage robe walked out of the crowd.
"I'm here to teach you a lesson on behalf of Teacher Elsa!"
His face was calm, and he stood straight and straight.
That is Francis.