Sadu was in a good mood and didn’t want to pay attention to him. What’s more, the other family’s power was far inferior to his own, and they had always been at a disadvantage in the competition for many years, so he ignored the man and continued walking with a swagger.

But that person took an abnormal step and stood in front of him.

His professional level is higher than Sadu’s and his strength is much stronger, but Sadu is not afraid at all, because those who used to bully him by relying on their strength have all been severely punished by his aunt.

Sadhu showed a mocking expression and was about to drive the man away. Today was his coming-of-age ceremony and he didn’t want to ruin his good mood. But the man said nothing, invited him to go outside the city, and then beat him up on the grass in front of the city gate.

Sadhu accepted the invitation simply because he did not expect that the man would dare to attack him.

After being beaten, he ran home crying and asked his aunt to vent his anger.

However, the strange things seemed to be concentrated on one day.

The aunt didn’t care about the injuries on his face. She smiled and reached out to grab the soft flesh on both sides of his face: “Sadhu is sixteen years old. He is an adult, so he has to solve the problem by himself.”

He thought it was a joke, but in the days that followed, no matter what crisis he encountered, even if his life was in danger, his aunt never came to his rescue.

The gray scene in front of him receded like a tide, and Sadhu came back to his senses and added: “I’m not afraid, it’s just that this battle is really meaningless, but out of personal curiosity, I want to try.”

Simply put, Sadhu felt that there was no practical significance in competing with the seven men on the ground. If he really wanted to destroy the special operations team, the safest way would be to directly mobilize the legion to crush them.

But just like Sadhu said, he really wanted to know what the seven magic apprentices relied on to be qualified to fight with him.

Curiosity was like a feather moving back and forth on my back, and a subtle tingling sensation ran along my spine into my mind, entangled with my thoughts.

This awkward feeling tormented Sadhu so much that he would rather give up some of his dignity and ask for his aunt’s care again after a thousand years.

Fortunately, my aunt agreed.

Sadhu took out his wand and threw a fireball next to the team leader who was still looking around vigilantly.

Under his deliberate control, the fireball had limited power and only blew a round hole in the ground covered with rotten leaves, without causing any harm to the team members.

Dam was suddenly attacked, startled but calm as he rolled backwards away from where he was.

After rolling several times and hiding behind a tree, Dam took out a handheld telescope and observed the circular hole created by the fireball.

The burnt smoke in the pit was dissipating with the wind. Dam narrowed his eyes and analyzed the enemy’s intentions and information.

To have hidden the magic sniper rifle’s built-in enemy detection core, he must be at least a magician. He launched a sneak attack but only released a fireball, and deliberately avoided my position. This is…

He pondered over the exact words to describe the scene, and after a moment, a scene emerged in his mind.

The knight drew out his sword and swung it with a loud noise to alert his opponent – I invite you to a fair duel.

duel?

The soldiers had no reason to duel with the enemy.

but……

Dam controlled his heartbeat to reduce its frequency, and raised his hand to tap the headset in a regular rhythm.

Enemy level, unknown, magician, tentative, start fighting.

After receiving the order, the team members and Dam activated the magic core that engraved the shadow technique. The shadows were like pencil marks erased by an eraser, gradually fading until they disappeared completely.

Sadhu witnessed all this and realized that the team had accepted his “invitation to fight”, so he raised his wand and prepared to launch an attack.

Attacking is roughly divided into two steps: locking onto the enemy and launching the attack. Even a saint-level Sadhu is no exception to this.

He followed the rules and spread out his mental power to search for the team’s location, while at the same time gathering magic power to brew a large-scale magic.

However, they encountered an obstacle at the first step and could not find where the enemy was.

Sadhu’s expression became confused. Where are the people?

The enhanced mental power repeatedly swept through the woods where the seven people were hiding, but he could not sense their presence at all.

My aunt raised her eyebrows. “They have so many surprises.”

“Where are they hiding?” Sadhu asked subconsciously.

“This is cheating.”

Sadhu closed his mouth and continued his search.

My aunt, however, became interested and kept chattering beside me: “They are all magic apprentices anyway, it is impossible for them to master magic shields. It is better to just release area magic. No matter what tricks they play, they will all be over.”

Sadhu’s face was gloomy. “It is clear that the enemy has the ability to break through my defense and release area magic first. Auntie, are you kidding me?”

“Call me Lord Shenyou.”

“Lord Shenyou, are you kidding me?” Sadhu tried to express his dissatisfaction.

According to the combat common sense of professionals in the Thor Continent, when competing with opponents of the same level, they must never cast high-level magic first.

the reason is simple.

The magic power of an area will be stable if there is no external influence. But once a strong enough magic breaks in, the magic power will be immediately stirred and become chaotic.

In this kind of environment, the perception ability of the Saint level will also be disturbed, and it is very likely that magic with weak magical fluctuations used specifically for sneak attacks will be ignored.

My aunt giggled and tried to get away with it.

Sadhu had no choice but to focus his attention back on the battle and continue searching for the enemy’s position.

ten minutes later.

He dispersed the magic he was about to complete and looked down at the ground in confusion.

Strange, I can’t find it.

Among the invisibility spells that magic apprentices can use, is there any that can hide from my perception?

Are you kidding me?

“Did he run away?” Sadhu couldn’t help but guess.

My aunt said something, and out of the corner of my eye I saw the raised tendons on the back of someone’s right hand twitch slightly, and the finger on the trigger exerted force, then he closed his lips and smiled.

“Aunt.” Sadhu turned to look at her, “Did he run away?

If so, we are here—”

“Whoosh-“

The moment the slight sound of breaking air reached his ears, coldness spread throughout Sadhu’s body, and the stimulation of the threat to his life caused his pupils to shrink suddenly.

If he had accumulated experience in fighting with guns, he should have moved quickly to dodge.

For example, the soldiers of Blue Star, when they hear gunshots, their instinctive reaction is to perform various tactical evasive actions and rush to the nearest cover.

However, Sadhu’s opponents, no matter how strong or weak, have always been professionals.

The battles between professionals, or magicians, are mostly very monotonous, with them just putting up a magic shield and then firing magic at each other from a long distance.

The basis for determining the winner is also very simple. You don’t even have to wait until one side is destroyed by magic. Whoever’s magic shield is broken loses.

Accustomed to this way of fighting, the magician’s first reaction when attacked is to raise the magic shield.

After all, as long as the magic shield is erected, it can withstand any attack. If the power of the attack exceeds the upper limit of the magic shield, that is another matter.

Sadhu was a magician. When he sensed a “hidden arrow” shot at him, he very “correctly” immediately transferred magic power to the magic shield to strengthen the defense, without distracting his attention on controlling the movement of his limbs.

So naturally, the special bullet hit the translucent purple magic shield.

Seeing the strangely shaped arrow being blocked by the shield, Sadhu’s tense muscles relaxed: “Heh, I thought——”

“Click——”

A sound similar to that of shattering glass was heard. Under Sadhu’s horrified gaze, countless irregular cracks quickly extended outwards from the point where the bullet hit, and then…

“Click——”

The fragments of the magic shield fluttered down and turned into points of light and dissipated.

His saint-level quick reaction allowed him to recover within a few tenths of a second, and he immediately gathered his magic power to raise a second magic shield.

Seven magic apprentices were able to evade his perception and their attacks could break his defenses. He thought this was enough to shock him, but an even more terrifying scene followed.

Probably the same “arrow” as before, it attacked again in the middle of the magic shield. And it was not just one, but three.

After all, he is a saint. After concentrating his mental power, he can easily capture the trajectory of the bullet.

However, the fighting instinct he had developed over thousands of years made him make the same mistake. Facing the “arrows”, he chose to strengthen his magic shield to try to resist instead of moving to dodge.

In fact, it is understandable. After all, in the magician’s cognition, a magic shield that successfully resists attacks = invincibility.

If there is such a good thing, why not do it?

His response cannot be said to be completely wrong. After all, at present, only Lake and the special operations team of the First Army are in control of the magic sniper rifle. Except for fighting with the First Army, the most correct response in battles in other scenarios is to prioritize strengthening the magic shield.

But now the enemy is from the special operations team of the First Army, so the scene that happened not long ago happened again.

The fragments of the magic shield fell, reflecting on Sadhu’s dazed eyes.

Having his magic shield shattered twice doesn’t mean he will lose. On the contrary, his chances of winning are infinitely increased.

Because the enemy’s attack method had been revealed and the advantage of surprise had been lost, and Gashadu had already realized that the “arrow” could not change its trajectory midway to track the enemy, it was not difficult for him to develop a counterattack method.

So, he still stood there, silent.

My aunt laughed and said, “Why are you unhappy? Didn’t you win?”

“Aunt.” Sadhu raised his head woodenly and was about to speak, but then he remembered that he was fighting and closed his mouth again.

No matter how much of a shock you feel in your heart, you need to end this battle first.

Sadhu re-condensed the magic shield and raised his wand to condense area magic, while changing positions quickly and irregularly in mid-air.

The gem on the top of the wand glowed brightly, becoming increasingly dazzling.

Just when the magic was about to take shape, a joke suddenly came from Sadhu’s side: “Hey, hey, this is different from what we agreed on.”

The afterimages left by Saduin’s rapid movement in the air disappeared instantly, and his real body appeared behind my aunt.

My aunt turned her head and looked at the young man floating not far away: “Come to think of it… Compared to the team below, you surprised me more.”

“is it?”

The aunt looked at the young man and said, “You can block my perception, but the invitation you sent out doesn’t get a response. Is it a rejection, or is it that you can’t do it?”

The young man smiled strangely: “Guess?”

Sadhu stared at the young man’s familiar yet unfamiliar face.

Is he Zhang Mu? The heretic wanted by God?