No one could utter a word after the intense battle they just witnessed.
It could be said that Long Yi didn’t display any mage’s battle skills at all. His fight was as wild and irrational as when he was a Dragon Fighter, using the simplest and most brutal ways, he used his imnse power to blow his opponent away.
Selvi’s eyes twitched slightly. After her mouth opened and closed a few tis, she finally managed to recover from her shock.
"This... this doesn’t count! You didn’t win with your strength! This... this was just luck! Pure luck!"
Selvi shouted out loud.
Long Yi couldn’t help but roll his eyes, this girl is really tough to deal with.
"How does it not count? Did Brother Long ask for help? Or did Brother Long cheat?"
Ai Lin was unhappy the mont she heard Selvi trying to play dirty. Although Ai Lin wasn’t particularly good at arguing, she was not afraid to speak logically! Obviously, Brother Long won!
"Although he didn’t cheat or get soone else to help, that wasn’t his own real strength! Look at the speed of his spellcasting, he cast the Thunderstrike spell four tis in a row at the end. That’s obviously the effect of the Double Spellcasting skill being triggered, with such low probability, it’s his good luck, not his strong power!"
Selvi shouted loudly while looking around, trying to get the students around her to agree with her point of view.
"That Double Spellcasting is Brother Long’s own skill, the low probability trigger is also triggered by Brother Long himself, the mana is Brother Long’s mana, and the magic is Brother Long’s magic, on what basis do you say this is luck? If you are envious of this kind of luck, you can try it too!"
As she spoke, Ai Lin flashed her little fist, scaring Selvi into imdiately shrinking her neck. Just kidding, Selvi would rather face War Dragon than face the mage killer Ai Lin, who would dare challenge her?
Selvi wanted to say sothing else when Long Yi had already walked over. Selvi looked at Long Yi, first stepping back, then striding forward two steps, staring at Long Yi with eyes full of defiance and provocation.
Long Yi held Ai Lin, laughed, and said, "Fine, since you insist, let’s say you won, I admit defeat."
"Ah? Brother Long, how can this be? You clearly won! How could you admit defeat?" Ai Lin was puzzled.
"It’s not a big deal, as long as we know who won or lost." said Long Yi.
"Oh, I see!"
Ai Lin looked up at Long Yi, her admiration for him deepening in her heart.
Sure enough, he is Brother Long, the adult who doesn’t hold grudges against petty things! So generous! So magnanimous! In contrast, how insignificant is Selvi!
But, Ai Lin, you are mistaken!
Long Yi is not that kind of magnanimous person at all! He cares more about winning or losing than anyone else!
The reason Long Yi can easily admit defeat is because he won!
Long Yi has always been like this, on the battlefield, victory or defeat equals life or death, for an enemy already beaten, he doesn’t care what the other says. If he likes, even if the epitaph is filled with ’I defeated Long Yi’, Long Yi doesn’t care at all, he might even bring flowers to them.
Long Yi’s words left Selvi a little confused; she thought that after such a ruckus, Long Yi would argue vigorously, maybe even fly into a rage and resort to violence. Who knew that Long Yi was neither angry nor annoyed. He simply said, ’You win.’ What else can be said to that?
"Well... Even if I win, that’s not okay!"
Selvi started to play dirty again.
"Eh, so even if you win, it’s not okay? Then you tell , what’s acceptable?"
Long Yi was at a loss, so he simply asked.
"This..."
Selvi had blurted out in a mont of desperation, but how would she know what to do?
Long Yi frowned slightly, wondering what was going through this girl’s mind. He honestly didn’t want to fight; any creature with more than ten functioning neurons should be able to comprehend that. And Long Yi believed that Selvi surely understood this too. So, it was strange that she kept going out of her way to bother him, what was she trying to accomplish?
Blind worship? Love as a consequence of hatred?
Rubbish.
Even thinking about it seed ridiculous, Long Yi himself didn’t believe he was so irresistible charr. Apart from that oddball Elsa, who else would fancy him? Oh, and Ai Lin? No, no, no; Long Yi vehently shook his head, this young girl was just a typical case of blind idolatry, similar to the youthful fans of teen idols who would imdiately rush to embrace and kiss anyone who looked similar on the street, Long Yi firmly believed that Ai Lin’s sharp mind would soon realize that he, a big oaf, was completely unsuitable for her.
Alright, if it’s not blind worship, then things just got interesting.
Long Yi decisively sniffed out the scent of a conspiracy.
However, this conspiracy was... quite awkward? Even soone like him, who rarely used his brain, felt it was awkward. If they ever ran into a real master of conspiracy, wouldn’t their petty sches get them played around and toyed with to death?
Well, whatever it is, all conspiracies ultimately have to be settled through brute force. Until that brute force arrives, Long Yi couldn’t be bothered to figure out the reasoning behind it. Brother Long is a fighter! Responsible only for slaughter! Not for thinking!
"Alright, alright, I really don’t have ti to play along with you guys, have you seen these two textbooks? There are exactly sixty-five theorems and formulas to morize. I plan on advancing to Third Year in two months, so please, stop causing trouble."
Long Yi waved his hand, truly no longer wishing to participate. Ai Lin grabbed Long Yi’s arm and stuck her tongue out at Selvi. They then turned and left the training ground, heading to the magic classroom. Long Yi needs to morize formulas and convert his recent combat experiences into knowledge reserves.
The Dragon Power just now was just imitating, but he did not know what kind of specific effect the magic he was releasing had. Even he knew that managing to trigger Double Spellcasting three tis in a row was pure luck. However, he had a vague feeling about sothing hidden within this luck. But before understanding the theory of magic, he couldn’t understand these hidden things, and that’s why he was in such a hurry to learn from the books.
Knowledge is power, after all.
As Long Yi and Ai Lin departed, Selvi stood dejectedly in place. She knew her plan had failed, and it was a complete, without a trace of hope, kind of failure.
All because of that idiot Luo Qi!
He said to deal with people like Long Yi, one should use the beauty trap, and that Long Yi liked rough and violent girls, with Ai Lin as an example. Damn it, she shouldn’t have helped him. This world actually held such idiots, allowing their girlfriends to use a beauty trap on others?
The more Selvi thought about it, the angrier she beca. Then, looking at her second brother still lying on the ground, she felt sorry for involving him in her Second Year struggle. Who knows how angry he would be when he finds out the truth.
Right around this ti, Selun slowly woke up. The two girls who ca with him helped him sit up. Selun’s eyes were dazed, as if he had received a significant blow. Selvi nervously moved closer and called out gently: "Second Brother?"
Selun finally lifted his head and saw Selvi’s face. His expression changed a few tis, then suddenly he burst into laughter: "Hahaha! So that’s it, I understand now! I understand!"
"Second Brother, don’t scare , what happened to you?" Selvi felt like she was about to cry, had the impact been too much for him and driven him mad?
"Little sister, I figured out just now. Regarding protection against the Thunderstrike spell, aside from the Electrostatic Barrier, a small-scale Thunderstrike can also be guided! As long as the rhythm of the opponent’s spell is captured, it can work!"
As it turned out, during the four consecutive Thunderstrike spells just now, Selun had had an epiphany amidst the desperation: his brain worked rapidly and he inadvertently discovered a solution. His calculations showed that this thod had about 90% chances of success! Before this, Selun had never thought that there could be any other thod to evade Thunderstrike aside from the Electrostatic Barrier. Today’s life-and-death situation had unexpectedly enlightened him.
"Thank you, little sister! If you hadn’t dragged into this duel, I wouldn’t have thought of this. When I go back, I’ll test it out with my classmates. If it works, this achievent is largely thanks to you!"
Selun got up from the ground, casually dusted off his clothes, and left hastily. The two girls beside him stared at him even more adoringly.
Selvi was speechless. All she could do was laugh sheepishly while listening to her second brother finish, then watch him depart. This type of contribution was sothing she truly did not want.
[][ Please, brothers, I need your support! ]
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