Understand

  It's not easy to get online, the network of this dead hotel is always disconnecting and reconnecting. I'll post as soon as I can. I was still dizzy from the car ride last night when I wrote that... what a tragedy... don't know if I'll have time to write today either...

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  Du Fan clapped his hands, put them behind his back, and shook his palms. Several magic scrolls reappeared in his hands, but he didn't take the initiative to act. Instead, he smiled and said, "Aldras sir, you're a bit too hasty, aren't you? Is there any benefit for you to fight me here?"

  A'erdasi shook his head slightly and didn't speak.

  Du Fan looked at his face full of silver light, and a hint of pity flashed in his eyes. He couldn't help but sigh and say: "Aldras, I think it's better for you to leave. It's good for both of us."

  A hint of puzzlement flashed across Ouerdas' eyes, and he couldn't help but ask: "Dufan, what do you mean by that?"

  Du Fan looked up and down at Orudas for a few moments before sighing, "Orudas, looking at your aura, I'm afraid you're about to break through the 9th level soon? Indeed, with your current strength, it's not high nor low, just right to enter the Temple of Gods. You are one of the strongest among those who can enter. But have you ever thought, why I can come here but not go in?"

  Aoldas's face changed, he didn't expect that Dufan wouldn't go in because his strength was too weak. After all, a third-rate guy came to this place without any reason or excuse, even if Aoldas were beaten to death, he wouldn't believe it.

  So that means Du Fan didn't enter the Divine Palace for another reason, which is, his strength had already broken through the 9th level?!

  But clearly, he could feel that his aura was a bit strange, but at most it was only third-grade.

  But Du Fan's expression on his face, and that calm demeanor.

  For a moment, Auer felt strange and inexplicable, although his intuition told him that as long as he made a casual move, he could kill the bastard in front of him, both to help his sister vent her anger and to solve the trouble in front of him.

  But for some reason, Aldas made Dufan feel a chill all over his body and he didn't dare to make a move. As soon as he thought that Elvis was probably in his hands, Aldas became even more cautious.

  Finally, Orudas couldn't help but make a gesture with his hand behind him. In less than a moment, dozens of figures appeared behind Orudas. Although they were all still wearing black cloaks, various weapons were already in their hands.

  Du Fan finally revealed a few satisfied expressions, and he nodded slightly: "Aldras, this is the way it should be. Even if you want to deal with a small person like me, you have to use all your strength. Otherwise, wouldn't it be foolish for everyone to die in a place like this?"

  A'erdashi let out a low hum, this time not daring to be arrogant. The long sword at his waist, emitting a cold aura, was unsheathed, and a faint layer of silver battle qi wrapped around it. The originally less-than-one-meter-long sword suddenly lengthened by several feet under the effect of the battle qi, making it look even more imposing.

  However, Orudas didn't make the first move, instead he pointed the tip of his sword far away at Dufan's throat. Warriors below the Sacred Rank don't have a soul sensing ability as strong as magicians. If Orudas had already broken through to the Sacred Rank at this moment, then Dufan wouldn't have any chance to pretend here, but Orudas hadn't reached that point yet.

  Furthermore, Du Fan had cultivated the Ten Thousand Laws and his spiritual power was astonishing. Unconsciously, he used a soul-suppressing magic, which made Ouldas hesitant to move forward at this moment.

  If it weren't for this particular moment and place, Du Fan might not have been able to do such a thing, but at this time, Ordas had already assumed that the Sacred Court would not let someone who didn't count as anything deal with his large team, so this strange situation appeared.

  Among the black-robed figures behind Ordas, one slowly stepped forward. As she walked, she removed her hood, revealing a delicate face - it was Kris.

  Kris gazed at Du Fan for a moment, her face suddenly flushing red for some reason. However, she quickly suppressed this abnormality and instead smiled at Du Fan: "Du Fan, being able to meet here is also considered fate, right?"

  Du Fan nodded slightly and said, "So it's Miss Kuri, rare to see you indeed. However, considering the few points of relationship we had before, I'll let you off this time. I don't want to hurt you, and I hope you have some self-awareness."

  Kris smiled faintly: "Du Fan, you're joking. At this moment, the two of us are either enemies or friends. Since we both have the same goal, this battle is bound to happen sooner or later. I just want to ask Du Fan one thing before making a move."

  Du Fan nodded and said, "Go ahead and ask."

  "Does Mr. Du Fan still remember Elvis?" asked Ke Li Si.

  Du Fan thought for a moment before saying: "So it's that little scoundrel who doesn't know the meaning of death? What kind of foolish thing has he done this time?"

  Kris heard Du Fan say that, and she was both angry and amused, but she still held back her temper and said: "Du Fan, you're joking, aren't you? Elvis hasn't appeared since his duel with you, we've mobilized most of our manpower, but we can't find him. So, I'd like to ask Du Fan again, what happened to Elvis?"

  Du Fan now had Anthony, that old fox, as his backing, and he didn't hide it anymore. Instead, he smiled and said: "Miss Chris, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

  "What about lies? What about truths?"

  "This lie, well, it's still the same as before. After our duel, that guy just ran away by himself. As for the truth... it's a bit hurtful..."

  Kelly stared at Du Fan, her face tense.

  Du Fan smiled faintly, his eyes scanning the group of black-robed men behind Orudas before he chuckled and said, "I wonder... if a person is burned to ashes by magic, can they still be considered alive?"

  A'lda and Chris exchanged a glance, their faces changing color. Although they had already guessed the outcome, when Du Fan said it out loud, they were still startled.

  A'erdashi's face changed color, and after a long time, he said: "So, Du Fan, it seems that the account between us has increased by one more?"

  Du Fan nodded and said, "It doesn't matter anyway. Isn't the current situation already a life-and-death struggle? Even if I were willing to let you go, you wouldn't be willing to let me off either?"

  While speaking, Du Fan smiled slightly.

  Can't help but say that Du Fan, after mixing in the Sacred Court for a few years, really knows how to put on an act. Clearly, any of the people from Roland Academy could easily crush him with just a slight movement of their little finger, but now they're all being fooled by this guy and are stunned. If Orudas finds out the truth later, who knows if he'll be so angry that he'll vomit three liters of blood.

  Du Fan took a few steps back, his face turned extremely serious, the people of Roland Academy felt his killing intent, one by one they concentrated and prepared to counterattack his thunder-like strike.

  Only to see Du Fan let out a low sigh, as if lamenting something, but in the next instant, he raised his hand and threw several magic scrolls in different directions.

  These magic scrolls all contain wind blade magic, and once they are thrown out, the wind blades shoot out instantly. This invisible and intangible attack is the most difficult to deal with, even Orudas didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly danced the long sword in his hand into a light screen.

  However, Du Fan saw this scene and nodded in satisfaction. The next second, his figure violently retreated, and at the same time, he threw out several magic scrolls again. This time, he really brought out all his wealth. The magic scrolls that flew out from behind him were all high-level magic such as fire dragon technique and thunderbolt technique, with a shocking attack power. Several magic spells flew out, instantly causing the people of Roland Academy to be knocked flying, several unlucky ones were directly struck by lightning and turned into charcoal on the spot. Those who were burned by the fire dragon technique could still resist with their inner energy, but those whose inner energy was not deep enough could only resist for a moment before falling into the sea of flames.

  Kris's hands slightly paused, under the effect of the Dou Qi, her body dodged left and right, avoiding most of the magic. Occasionally, when a few spells appeared in front of her, she would lightly knock them away with the tip of her sword. As for Orudas, his entire body was now covered in Earth Spirit Dou Qi. The lightning and flames directly struck his body, but it seemed to have no effect on him.

  A'Warda resisted for a moment, and suddenly saw Du Fan retreat his figure. He was puzzled in his heart. In this situation, that guy actually retreated instead of taking the opportunity to give himself a thunderous blow?

  When he noticed Du Fan suddenly retreated, and even patted a magic scroll on his body, he began to have a bad premonition: Could it be that this Du Fan was actually a third-rate waste, just pretending to be strong, so he would retreat with one hit? Was the magic he claimed to know just relying on the power of the magic scroll?

  As he thought back on the events before and after, Ordraston suddenly had an epiphany. He was definitely not Dufan's opponent this time. With a surge of great hatred in his heart, he let out a loud roar and charged forward.

  But he had hardly run a few meters when he "ah" and crashed into a transparent wall.

  When Ordas ran at full speed, he was so fast that with this collision, he only felt dizzy and almost fainted. When he barely got up from the ground, his nose and forehead were bleeding profusely.

  Finally, the composure on Orudas's face disappeared, and the silver aura that he had been using to maintain his image not only failed to protect him but also accelerated his forward momentum. This collision was likely to ruin his face.