The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 196 Flight Practice (Bonus chapter thanks to Qidian Alliance Master Ye Suchen for the generous donation!)

Amisha: "..."

In just one afternoon, I was already wearing flight shorts, so it seems like my flight lessons really won't be going on for much longer.

She was also happy that she could reach her goal sooner, finish her course earlier, and have a holiday earlier at the end of the school year, giving her more time to rest.

"Then keep practicing! Next, I will set up some obstacles in the air. Try to avoid and go around them while flying! Just fly at low to medium altitudes and varying speeds. You can control your own speed!"

Amisha felt that this year's young witches were more enthusiastic about learning, so she decided to increase the difficulty for them by taking out the projects from the last few days.

Suddenly, many colorful water balloons appeared in the sky above the lawn.

The little witches eagerly prepared to take on the challenge.

At first, the water balloons were in fixed positions and quite scattered. If the little witches slowed down and were careful, they could still fly over them.

Gradually, the gaps between the water spheres became smaller and smaller, and some even began to move slowly.

The little witches went from being at ease to being overwhelmed.

Moran, who was in the lead position, was the first to encounter a moving red water ball on the narrow water ball bend. He couldn't dodge it and his shoulder bumped into it.

I originally thought it was just a shoulder bump, and it wouldn't affect her flying over.

As soon as the red water ball touched her, it exploded with a bang.

It not only soaked her shoulders and stained her clothes, but also splashed some on her face.

Caught off guard, Moran exerted force, causing the broom head to veer to the right and collide with even more water balls on either side.

Blue, yellow, green, red—the explosions left her dizzy and disoriented, finally causing her to fall to the ground in a sorry state.

Vasita, who was right behind her, fared no better. She tried to stop her broom and managed to, but Sylph behind her couldn't stop in time and crashed into her. The two of them fell together, breaking several water balloons in the process.

The little witches behind them were spared for the time being, but they didn't last long either.

The moving water sphere was too difficult to dodge. At first, it moved very slowly and in a fixed direction. Later, not only did it speed up, but its direction of movement also became random, making it completely unpredictable. You could only dodge it in an emergency.

Having only learned to fly for a day, the young witches had no ability to dodge in an emergency; crashing to the ground was their only fate.

Moran, who was the first to fall to the ground, wiped the water off her face and licked her lips: "Why does it taste sweet?"

"The water balloon is filled with fruit juice dyed with food coloring!" came Ms. Amisa's voice.

"!!!" Moran looked at Ms. Amisha: "Dean, I haven't had lunch and I'm a little hungry. Could I pick a water balloon to drink some water?"

Amisha beckoned with her finger, and a murky blue water sphere floated over.

Moran quickly drew his wand, caught it with a levitation spell, took a sip, and then put on the Pain Mask.

Even though she hadn't tasted it in a long time, the flavor was still unforgettable: "Isn't this just concentrated bread juice without honey? Dean, you've ruined my life!"

"Didn't you skip lunch? This juice has some fruit pulp in it, it'll fill you up! Drinking this is more effective than anything else!" Amisha said "kindly." "Don't waste it, finish it, or it'll explode on you!"

Moran: "..."

He gulped it down.

Is she full? She seems really full.

But it's so sour!
No, she can't be the only one who gets full while her friends are still hungry.

None of us have had lunch yet!

Seeing her companions falling to the ground one after another, she kindly reminded them, "Dean, everyone must be exhausted because they didn't eat lunch. I see there are still quite a few blue water balloons left, let everyone drink one!" Amisha raised an eyebrow slightly, her smile gradually turning dangerous: "Okay!"

Pain Mask +27!

Moran felt instantly healed.

The Cleanse spell cleaned away the colorful, stained fruit juice from my body and broom, and the Dry spell dried it.

The little witches exclaimed, "If I had known it was bread and juice, I wouldn't have drunk it!"

"Just a friendly reminder, Moran specifically asked me to give this to you!" Amisha said.

The little witches: "Moran!"

Moran herself: "!!! Dean, you have no martial ethics?"

Amisha stated that she lacks morals, let alone martial ethics.

Moran swiftly mounted his broom and soared into the sky.

The little witches followed closely behind: "Moran! You stop right there!"

As Moran was chased by the little witches, he had no choice but to speed up as quickly as possible, becoming less cautious and hesitant and more courageous and decisive.

He bumped into water balloons, bumped into little witches, and fell down in a rather embarrassing manner more often.

But with each fall, she became more and more adept at controlling the flying broom.

I gradually learned how much force and angle to shift to avoid obstacles, and how to calmly control the direction of the broom in an emergency.

Amisha stroked her chin, her satisfaction evident: "I was too cautious before, but this is just right! Sure enough, the more pressure there is, the more it urges the witch to improve!"

She did all this for the sake of the teaching schedule!

This is not the usual teaching schedule, but a teaching schedule unique to this year's "Little Witch of the Scroll King".

Seeing the little witches chasing each other, even with the water balloons interfering, they were flying better and better, rarely falling. Amisha then added another challenge:

"Hold the broom handle in one hand and the wand in the other. From this moment on, all the colorful water balloons will stop moving, but you can use your wands to float them around or even shoot them at other little witches!"

Broomstick flying is not just about flying; it also involves casting spells while flying.

Moran's spirits lifted!
Having been constantly surrounded and harassed by her friends, her chance to fight back has arrived!

The little witches were also eager to try, but they could never catch up with Moran. They threw water balls at her. No matter how powerful Moran was, if many people threw water balls at her, she would eventually hit a few, right?
They began to try to control the direction by holding the broom handle with one hand, while reaching for the wand at their waist with the other.

The chase and dodging of water balloons turned into a water balloon-throwing competition.

During this time, he fell countless times and was hit by water balloons countless times.

As the clock struck midnight, the colorful water balloons disappeared, and Ms. Amisa said that when get out of class ended, Moran and the others were still a little reluctant to leave.

"Flight class is over! Your schedule will be updated tonight, please check it."

Ms. Amisa has passed away.

The little witches exclaimed incredulously, "Is class over already? Wasn't it last week?"

"Quick, quick! Get yourselves together, we're going to fly up the academy mountain!" Moran said to everyone while casting a cleansing spell on herself.
"Taking off from the jade platform at the top of the castle would be awesome! I might even run into the first-year girls leaving class!"

Whether it's fun to take off from the Jade Platform is uncertain for the little witches, but while they fly in the sky, the junior girls will definitely have a blast walking on the ground!
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