Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

Charlie felt a sudden tightening on his wrist, a brute force that made him involuntarily stop in his tracks.

The person holding him down was a boy named Antonio, whose brilliant blond hair was particularly dazzling under the restaurant lights, and the cold smile on his lips was full of undisguised contempt.

Antonio, a fourth-rate talent, is also the strongest among the young men on the ship.

He was only fifteen years old when he became a junior knight.

Even though conditions are better on the continent of El than on the continent of Walker, a fifteen-year-old knight is still an amazing genius.

"He's just a piece of trash with a fifth-tier talent, yet he dares to disobey?" Antonio's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a condescending and oppressive aura.

He was already a junior knight at the age of fifteen. In addition, after meditating and cultivating, magical energy particles permeated his body, making him even stronger. At this moment, he suppressed Charlie so much that he could not move.

The noise in the restaurant instantly subsided, and all eyes were on the two of them.

Most of the talented individuals on the continent of El were watching the show with a detached, amused attitude, and some even whispered among themselves.

The talented individuals of the Volo Continent looked indignant, but none of them dared to step forward to help.

Antonio's ability and talent are undeniable; nobody wants to get burned.

Charlie struggled a few times, but his wrist was gripped even tighter, as if his bones were about to be crushed. He was furious and anxious, his cheeks flushed red: "Let go of me! This is my ration, you can't take it!"

"Your rations?" Antonio scoffed, his gaze sweeping over the oranges and lemons in Charlie's arms, his tone growing increasingly arrogant. "You, a piece of fifth-rate trash, dare to enjoy these things?"

Shawn, standing behind him, immediately chimed in, "That's right! If you know what's good for you, hand it over now, or I'll break one of your arms!"

Antonio applied a little pressure, and Charlie groaned in pain, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

"Hand it over or not?" Antonio's eyes darkened, his tone threatening.

Charlie gritted his teeth, clutching the tangerines and lemons in his arms tightly.

You absolutely cannot back down at this time. If you compromise, you will be labeled as easy to bully, and in the eyes of the other people on the ship, you will be seen as a coward, and you will only be bullied by the other party in an even more severe way in the future.

Besides, he himself was a gifted individual, and the wizard would never allow killing on the ship!

Just then, someone shouted, "What right do you have to bully people like this!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Wu Ke standing at the restaurant entrance, his face showing a mixture of anxiety and anger.

Although he was shy, he couldn't stand by and watch his friend be bullied.

"What? Genius, you're going to stand up for this fifth-rate trash?" Antonio turned to look at Wu Ke, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes, but he remained defiant. "I advise you to mind your own business. There's no need to ruin your relationship for a piece of trash."

"Charlie isn't trash!" Wu Ke clenched his fist and stepped forward. "Rations are for everyone; you can't just steal them. Besides, the wizarding world values ​​equal exchange. Your actions are those of a shameless robber!"

"Equivalent exchange?" Antonio laughed as if he'd heard a joke. "Turns out he's a fool!"

"Everyone, attack together! There's only one person here. I want to see if this third-tier talent has some extra arms!"

The four fourth-level talent users behind him also surrounded him, forming a tight encirclement, staring at Wu Ke with hostile eyes.

Charlie shouted at Wu Ke, "Wu Ke, this isn't worth it!"

Even though he has a third-rate talent, he still cannot face an opponent with a knight's background.

"No, I won't abandon you!" Wu Ke shook his head, his eyes still firm.

Seeing this, a ruthless glint flashed in Antonio's eyes: "Fine, since you insist on asking for a beating, then I'll grant your wish!" He suddenly released Charlie and threw a punch at Wu Ke's face. The punch was accompanied by a whistling wind, carrying enhanced power and moving at an astonishing speed.

After meditating, Wu Ke's mental strength increased, and his reaction speed far exceeded that of ordinary people. Moreover, he had learned a few tricks from Samuel during the years he followed him.

He dodged to the side, avoiding the punch.

"You've got some skill, but let's see how many times you can dodge!" Antonio sneered. These tricks were nothing to him, a novice knight!

Antonio then pounced again, unleashing a barrage of punches and kicks, each move ruthless.

"I'll cripple one of your hands, then you'll be so arrogant!"

Wu Ke could only dodge awkwardly, seemingly powerless to fight back.

Ultimately, the gap in physical fitness cannot be easily bridged by ten days or half a month of meditation.

At this moment, the sounds of arguing in the restaurant were extremely loud, and the commotion of punches and kicks was making everyone feel agitated.

"It's so noisy."

Antonio was assaulting Wu Ke when, in the next moment, his fist, which was about to be thrown, was grabbed.

I turned my head abruptly and saw a tall, unfamiliar man.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you interfere in my affairs?"

He glanced at Luo Kunlun's ordinary robes, which emboldened him even more. "I have fourth-class talent! A wizard seed! You, a mere mortal, dare to point fingers at me?"

"Fourth-tier talent?" Luo Kunlun asked calmly. "So?"

For some reason, Antonio felt a chill run down his spine, but he still stubbornly shouted, "So you can't lay a hand on me! I have talent, I'm a key student the Wizard is grooming, if you lay a finger on me, the Wizard won't let you get away with it!"

Looking at the arrogant young man, Luo Kunlun remained expressionless. "Don't worry, I won't kill you, nor will I cripple you."

"I'm just teaching you the importance of not making noise while eating."

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Kunlun raised his hand and slapped Antonio on the shoulder with pinpoint accuracy.

With a soft "crack," Antonio felt a tremendous force strike him, causing excruciating pain in his shoulder, and he was instantly forced to kneel on one knee.

Before he could react, Luo Kunlun's fists had already landed, each punch landing squarely, but avoiding vital points and only striking his limbs and buttocks.

"Ah! It hurts! Let me go!" Antonio screamed repeatedly, wailing incessantly.

Seeing this, Xiao Ke and the other three fourth-level talents wanted to step forward, but were forced back by a single look from Luo Kunlun. Their bodies stiffened and they dared not move an inch.

The man in front of me is absolutely ruthless! He's at least a hundred-man slayer, no, much more!

Luo Kunlun hit him for about a minute, and only stopped when he saw Antonio convulsing in pain and no longer acting arrogantly.

He looked down at Antonio, who lay sprawled on the ground, barely breathing, and said in a calm tone, "Remember, never provoke a warrior before you are truly an apprentice."

After saying that, he turned around, picked up the oranges and lemons on the ground, placed them in front of Charlie, and patted Wu Ke on the shoulder to indicate that he was alright.

Afterwards, Luo Kunlun took his share of food, found a seat, and continued to eat calmly, as if he had just disciplined an ignorant stray dog.

Supported by Shaw and the others, Antonio fled the restaurant in a disheveled state. Before leaving, his eyes were filled with fear and resentment as he looked at Luo Kunlun, like a wounded viper.

As night fell, the Traveler sailed smoothly through the darkness. In the wizard's private room on the fourth floor, Meda, Daron, and Bloodfist were chatting about the day's events.

"That kid Antonio is really stupid," Meda said, holding a drink, her tone laced with sarcasm. "He doesn't even know this much common sense."

Darren scoffed, "You think you're something special just because you have a fourth-class talent? In the wizarding world, talent is just a stepping stone. When you're weak and facing someone stronger than yourself, you'd better learn to be humble."

"This kid hasn't even opened his spiritual sea yet, but he's already arrogant. He deserves to get a beating."

"I estimate that within a year at most, his body will be in the academy's slaughterhouse."

They had already sensed the commotion in the restaurant through their mental powers, but they showed no intention of intervening.

As for standing up for Antonio, that's even more impossible.

The three's mission was to deliver these new recruits to the academy. There were twenty talented individuals, and as long as not many people affected their reward for this mission, they didn't care what happened along the way.

Moreover, that mortal warrior was not that simple.

That magical artifact was probably obtained after killing an apprentice.

Sometimes, apprentices who can't make it on the Wizarding Continent will go to the Forgotten Lands by various means, naturally hoping to spend the rest of their lives in happiness.

Their strength is generally below that of an intermediate apprentice, so the chances of them failing in the Forgotten Lands are slim.

It is very small, but not zero.

After all, wizard apprentices are not invincible and cannot cast spells indefinitely.

It's not impossible for an apprentice whose magic is exhausted and whose mental energy is depleted to be killed by a mortal warrior.

However, those mortals who can reach that level are at the peak of combat power in the Forgotten Land, and have titles such as Sword Saint.

His combat strength is roughly twice that of a normal high-ranking knight.

In their view, Luo Kunlun was probably that kind of person.

Although it's still just an insect, you can still get bitten and bleed if you're not careful.

Of course, this is just their own opinion.