Starting with summoning the succubus

Qi Lin smiled and ruffled her full head of pink hair, then strode towards the other side of the corridor.

"Let's go back to class."

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The four classes this morning were all "Sequence Specialty Courses." Depending on the extraordinary sequence, each student's courses will be different.

For example, for warrior classes like the Aura Knight and Demon Warrior, this morning's lesson would be either swordsmanship or combat.

For classes like mages and priests, it's a spell practice course.

However, Qi Lin's situation is rather special.

He is a Demon Envoy, and a Demon Envoy who is developing towards dual cultivation of magic and martial arts. So every time he attends his specialization classes, he practices swordsmanship for the first two classes and magic for the last two classes.

With the help of his first-tier, ninth-star spiritual power, his swordsmanship was improving rapidly every day.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

The sword training room is filled with the glint of swords.

Many students paired up and practiced battles in their respective battle zones.

Among them, Qi Lin, dressed in a black combat uniform and wielding a purple demonic sword transformed from a formless demonic weapon, fought back and forth with Chen Zhao, who was dressed in white and wielding a long sword. The sound of the two swords clashing was crisp and pleasant, and sparks flew every time they collided.

Chen Zhao, a Fighting Knight, is a first-tier transcendent.

Both he and Qi Lin used real swords.

In sword training classes, only zero-level superhumans use wooden swords, while first-level superhumans use real swords, preferably their own personal swords.

In recent days, during the sparring sessions of swordplay class, Qi Lin was usually paired with him and that little black Jeffrey. The three of them gradually became familiar with each other through this "no fight, no friendship" situation.

"Clang!"

Chen Zhao suddenly seized the opportunity to unleash his battle aura, delivering a powerful crimson slash that struck the blade of the purple demonic sword with tremendous force, causing Qi Lin's hands to go numb and making it difficult for him to hold the sword steady for a moment.

Fortunately, he quickly adjusted, stabilized his defense, and waited for an opportunity to attack.

As a member of the Qi Knight sequence, Chen Zhao had been learning swordsmanship since elementary school, so his swordsmanship skills were naturally far superior to Qi Lin's, who had only been learning for a few days. At this moment, in the interval between swinging his sword to attack, he still had the energy to chat with him: "Hey, Qi, I heard you lost control of your supernatural abilities last night? Was that why you were late just now?"

"Clang!"

Qi Lin deflected Chen Zhao's slash with his sword and replied breathlessly, "Everyone! They all know?!"

"The school is such a small place, news about who got together or who broke up can spread everywhere, let alone something like supernatural out-of-control."

Chen Zhao swung his sword with ease, chatting as he fought: "This kind of thing is quite common, but it's really not a small matter... Also, it's fortunate that you attacked Xiaoxue. She has a good temper and has lost control herself before, so she can understand this kind of thing and won't pursue it too much. At the same time, her family is rich and she doesn't care about compensation or anything like that."

If it were someone else, the problem would be much bigger; even if they didn't go to jail, they would have to pay a huge sum of money.

Speaking of which, I suddenly remembered that when I was in the second year of junior high, there was a guy in the next class who had an alien bloodline. He lost control in the bathroom and ripped off another student's penis, then went in and stayed there. He still hasn't come out, and I guess that's how he'll be for the rest of his life.

"They tore off Niu Niu?!"

Qi Lin was greatly alarmed.

"The scene was quite bloody, tsk tsk."

Chen Zhao seemed to recall past events, and a wave of emotion washed over him.

Despite his sighs, he didn't stop wielding his sword, each strike aimed at Qi Lin's vitals, even thrusting one sword at his genitals, which startled Qi Lin and sent a chill down his spine.

"Don't chat during practice matches!"

Suddenly, a shout came from the other side from the swordsmanship teacher.

Chen Zhao immediately shrank his neck, then focused his mind and began to concentrate on the attack.

Qi Lin found it increasingly difficult to resist.

After several rounds of attack and defense...

"boom!!"

Chen Zhao unleashed his fighting spirit, gripping the flaming longsword with both hands, pressing the sword in Qi Lin's hand to the ground, and then kicking Qi Lin, sending him staggering back several steps.

If one's steps falter, the defense will crumble.

There's a flaw!

"It's over!"

Chen Zhao smiled and thrust his sword forward, preparing to press his advantage and end the battle.

"brush--"

However, at this moment, Qi Lin's body suddenly emitted a blood-red glow, and then his whole body turned into a blood-red afterimage, instantly disappearing from the spot and arriving behind Chen Zhao!

Blood Magic: Blood Shadow Technique!

With this new magic that he had just awakened last night, Qi Lin not only successfully dodged Chen Zhao's longsword thrust, but also gained a decisive opportunity to "counterattack" and placed the purple magic sword directly against Chen Zhao's neck.

"It's over, but you lost."

Qi Lin chuckled and patted the guy's head. "Speaking of which, is this the first time I've ever beaten you? Hey, finally won once."

"???"

Chen Zhao was completely bewildered and looked utterly confused. "What's going on? You teleported?!"

"New magic?"

Teacher Wang, who teaches swordsmanship, walked over carrying a long sword and looked at Qi Lin with great interest: "Just learned it? I haven't seen you use it a few days ago."

"Yes, I just learned it."

Qi Lin smiled and nodded, then sheathed the demon sword.

This was the first time he had used the Blood Shadow Technique in actual combat, and the effect was surprisingly good.

"This is cheating!" Chen Zhao exclaimed, his face full of indignation. "I was about to win, I was so close!"

"Bullshit."

Teacher Wang looked serious, held the longsword upside down, and tapped Chen Zhao's head with the end of the hilt. "I've said from the beginning that Qi Lin is allowed to use magic in swordsmanship class. It's also to give you little brats some experience fighting against magic swordsmen. After all, our Dawn Third Academy doesn't have any students in the magic swordsman sequence... Also, Chen Zhao, aren't you going to join the army? Are you going to accuse those otherworldly monsters of using magic as cheating when you go to the battlefield?"

"Too……"

Chen Zhao fell into deep thought.

Chapter 43 Magic Training, Thunder Spear Spell

In recent days, Qi Lin learned that Chen Zhao's parents were martyrs who bravely sacrificed their lives in a city defense battle five years ago.

As the child of a martyr, Chen Zhao made up his mind from that time onwards to apply to a military academy and become a glorious federal soldier like his parents, fighting against alien enemies and protecting their homeland. His classmates basically all knew about this.

This is Chen Zhao's ideal, and also Chen Zhao's goal.

"Hey!"

At this moment, Chen Zhao suddenly nudged Qi Lin's waist with his elbow and said irritably, "Let me tell you, this trick won't work next time. You'll see."

"I'll wait."

Qi Lin snapped out of his daze, smiled and replied, then he and the other man stood at attention, ready to receive the teacher's comments.

Each practice area has a recording device to record the matches. The instructors will use these videos to provide feedback, because how can there be progress if mistakes aren't pointed out?

"Ok?"

Teacher Wang opened the video on his tablet, and after playing it for less than seven seconds, he pointed at Qi Lin on the screen and said, "Qi Lin, look at your footwork here. This big step and heavy slash, the technique itself is fine, and it even resembles Gordon David's style from before. But the problem is that the timing is wrong, because at this moment, Chen Zhao on the other side is still far away from you..."

"Ring ring!"

Before he could finish speaking, the bell rang to signal the end of the first class.

However, most of the students in the training room were unaffected and continued practicing their matches.

After all, the professional courses in the sequence are continuous, and there is no such thing as stopping in the middle. The teaching will continue from morning until noon when school ends.

But Qi Lin is different.

"For the third and fourth periods, you'll still be going to the magic training room, right?"

Teacher Wang asked Qi Lin a question.

"Yes," Qi Lin answered truthfully.

"alright."

Teacher Wang nodded, and then continued to comment on the fight between Qi Lin and Chen Zhao, pointing out their shortcomings in swordsmanship.

The swordplay lesson passed by little by little...

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An hour later.

Magic training room.

Qi Lin, having finished his swordsmanship lesson, pushed open the door and entered.

"Qi Lin, you're finally here!!"

As soon as the door was pushed open, a fragrant breeze wafted in, followed by a soft embrace—Irena tiptoed, reached out and wrapped her arms around Qi Lin's neck, and kissed him tightly.

This enviable scene immediately made the many boys and girls in the training room grit their teeth in envy.

"Why is this guy able to be in a relationship so openly and honestly?"

"Are you out of your mind? Elena is a succubus. According to federal law, she has no human rights. She's just like Qi Lin's pet. If you date your pet at school, no one will care."

"It's different. The contracted demons of the Demon Master also enjoy some of the obligations and rights of federal citizens. They are not entirely the same as pets. You, a half-baked kid, shouldn't be giving legal advice like this. It's easy to mislead people."

"Oh, it's pretty much the same thing."

"Tsk, look at those two, still smacking their lips. I'm not even as sour as if I were eating a lemon."