Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 45 Witcher Mentor

From above, De Yulan's body looked like a skipping stone thrown across the water. It rolled dozens, even hundreds of times on the surface, leaving a trail of water behind it.

Until its strength was exhausted, it drifted downstream for an unknown distance.

The endless spinning of heaven and earth finally stopped, but De Yulan's mind remained in chaos. His broken ribs could not feel pain, only numbness and difficulty breathing.

"We've been defeated!"

The white-haired man stared blankly at the blue sky and white clouds, a bitter smile curving his lips.

"A God's Son who makes no sense."

"I've strived my whole life, relentlessly cultivating myself without ever stopping. Yet I'm no match for a teenager..."

Deyulan's smile was grim; he was thankful that his battle aura was water-based, which allowed him to deflect attacks and repair himself using water healing techniques. If he had been using any other elemental battle aura, he would have been utterly defeated…

An early-rising fisherman accidentally spotted a man floating on the river, drifting with the current, and approached him by paddling his boat.

"Still alive!?"

With the help of a kind fisherman, the lucky Deyulan made it safely ashore, lying pale-faced on the damp mud.

"Thanks, buddy!"

"What happened? Should I help you notify your family?"

"No need, my daughter should be here soon..."

Facing the rising sun, Tai'an leaps and bounds through the forest.

He inexplicably got into a fight with a complete stranger. Looking back now, he felt speechless and cursed his bad luck inwardly.

However, from the other party's perspective, taking action is understandable.

Firstly, he seized the other party's usual place of practice.

Secondly, the other party was probably curious about his strength. After all, it's rare to see a young person cultivating under a waterfall, and they couldn't resist testing his abilities.

Thirdly, the other party had absolute confidence in their own abilities and attempted to stand at the level of a senior, guiding and mentoring juniors to satisfy a higher level of spiritual pleasure. Later, they accidentally embarrassed themselves, lost their composure, and became angry and ashamed.

The two really got into a fight!

In a fit of rage, Tai'an delivered a punch, showing no mercy.

The force was reduced by more than half the impact of the battle aura upon striking the opponent. However, the remaining impact was still terrifying.

Tai'an witnessed De Youlan skipping across the water like a stone skipping across the water. This is how his attack was neutralized.

The technique of deflecting force was so superb that it was something I had never seen before, and it even raised Tai'an's understanding of martial arts to a new level.

He wouldn't naively believe that one punch would completely defeat his opponent.

Without having time to verify the results, they hurriedly left the scene.

Even now, Tai'an still felt a lingering fear. The capital city was truly a place where hidden talents resided. He would have to activate his immortal state to deal with just anyone who appeared.

In the future, before our strength has made a qualitative leap forward, it is best to stay in the branch hospital and try to go out as little as possible. Tai'an has been reflecting on this painful lesson.

On second thought, if I continue to avoid battle, my combat skills will inevitably stagnate. And if I were to encounter an equally matched, battle-hardened opponent, the outcome would certainly be dire.

Suddenly, he was caught in a difficult choice...

Having not slept a wink all night, Tai'an returned to his dormitory and collapsed onto the sofa as soon as he entered. In truth, given his current mental and physical condition, going without rest for several days and nights wouldn't be a problem. But so much had happened last night, leaving him inevitably physically and mentally exhausted.

"Young Master, shall I go prepare breakfast?" Mussophie slowly walked to Tai'an's side.

"Okay, go quickly." Tai'an closed his eyes, trying to seize the time to rest for a while, and unconsciously let out a soft snore.

The tolling of the Wizard's Tower's bells roused him from his sweet dream.

Tai'an instinctively got up with his eyes closed, casually picked up the steamed buns on the table, and ate them as he walked.

"Xiao An, what are you eating?"

Silver Moon Loli leaned her head over and curiously took a bite of the bun.

"Hmm, the taste is just so-so!"

Tai'an was like a mindless, undead creature, walking with dazed and heavy steps, its brain in a semi-dormant state, its eyes never opening.

"Xiao An, did you sneak out and play all night last night?"

"Why didn't you call me!"

Yinyue hugged Tai'an's arm and shook it vigorously, receiving a lazy yawn in response.

The morning lesson was a duel.

The main instructor, the Witcher Kingsley, is a stunningly beautiful woman with a gorgeous face, easily rated 8 or 9 out of 10. She has Sun Elf blood, pointed ears, and long, wavy, sandy-gold hair.

By the way, what is a Witcher? Tai'an propped his cheek up with his hand, opened his eyes for a second, closed them for three seconds, and let his thoughts wander.

It seems to be a very rare profession; he had never heard of it before.

Literally, does "hunting demons" mean hunting monsters, or hunting demons and devils?

"You're absolutely right!" Jin Sili's voice was melodious.

The sudden remark left the entire class bewildered.

"The boy by the window was thinking about the job of a Witcher," Kinsley quickly explained.

"Teacher, can you read minds?" Leona instantly realized the key point.

"It's undeniable," Jin Sili nodded slowly, "When a person is thinking, the brain releases a certain wave. Spellcasters who have undergone advanced training in mental perception can use this to understand what the other person is thinking."

"What about personal privacy?" someone asked with a look of disbelief.

"Generally speaking, reading and analyzing mental energy waves is an extremely difficult task. Perhaps only one or two out of a hundred spellcasters can do it, so you don't need to worry. If you are still concerned, you can undergo brain-sealing training to block the leakage of mental energy waves."

Ginsley waved her wand, and the textbooks on the podium flew onto the students' desks.

Duel Manual.

The book is less than three centimeters thick and contains information about dueling etiquette and techniques.

"Great, you're all here! I won't waste any more words, everyone come with me downstairs to the practice area."

The young wizards rose from their seats and followed behind Kinsley.

The so-called venue is the square in front of the Wizard Tower's gate.

Jin Sili led the students to the fountain pool and stopped: "Before dueling, spellcasters need to perform a set of rituals for each other."

Both sides hold their wands up in front of them or bow slightly, then quickly turn and walk to opposite ends of the arena.

During this time, you are not allowed to suddenly turn around and attack the opponent, but you can cast defensive spells and buff spells on yourself.

It is worth noting that duels between spellcasters generally carry a high risk. Especially when one party acts maliciously, it can easily cause irreparable harm to the other.

In class, the teacher will personally act as your opponent and guide you in dueling techniques. Who wants to be the first?

All the young wizards present turned to look at Tai'an, who was resting with his eyes closed.

"It's you again!" Jin Sili cast a curious glance at him. "Little friend, what's your name?"

"His name is Xiao An!" Yin Yue chimed in with a grin.

(End of this chapter)