I, a mercenary, became a beautiful silver-haired boy

Chapter 453

Andrew, who always had a bad temper, was actually very tolerant. Normal people would have been unable to resist and started fighting if they were being cheated on.

But he was still able to hang on to the last bit of rationality and repeatedly warned Elena without taking action. He was not as simple-minded and strong-limbed as the rumors said.

But now, no matter how much he could endure, it was only his uncle who could endure, and his aunt could not. Even clay people have three points of anger, let alone a hot-tempered young man like him?

"Go to hell!"

As soon as he made a move, he stabbed at the dead point. After the extreme collapse of rationality, he was extremely tyrannical. Andrew waved the sword in his hand and rushed over like a burning fireball.

The appearance of burning all over reminded Elena of Elena. It seems that the noble swordsmanship has a very unified way.

But Andrew obviously only learned the fur, and could not grasp the essence like Elena, and did not understand the most profound content of this set of swordsmanship.

But even so, it still caused a cry of surprise from the people around. The violence of this flame was not something that ordinary people could stop. Before the sword could be chopped down, most people would probably be evaporated by this flame.

No wonder Andrew has always been arrogant and unreasonable. His strength and talent are indeed qualified. Even in Freya Academy, which is full of geniuses, there are probably less than two hands that can compete with him.

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but worry about Elaina, but it was only a moment. After all, Elaina is a teacher and they are students. There is still a fundamental difference.

Facing Andrew who rushed over with a fierce momentum, Elaina still hugged Liya and had no intention of dodging.

His eyes became sharp, and the aura on his body became extremely sharp. As if he felt his majesty, the flames on Andrew's body seemed to be afraid and took the initiative to avoid Elaina.

Andrew was amazed at his out-of-control flames, but he couldn't care less now. He used all his strength to hold the blade and swung it. Even without the flames, his specially customized knight's long sword was very sharp.

But Elena's way of dealing with it was to reach out and grab it. Others caught the blade with bare hands, but he grabbed the opponent's blade directly with the palm of his right hand.

Andrew felt as if his hands were fixed by someone. No matter how he swung the blade, he couldn't shake the opponent.

He looked up in surprise, not quite understanding why his sword, which could cut even steel, couldn't even cut off a person's palm.

Is Elena's body really human? He doesn't look like he has used any skills. How can he have such defensive ability?

What Andrew didn't know was that if he looked closely at Elena's palm, he would find that it was covered with a thin layer of magic dragon scales. The sword didn't cut directly on his body, but was pinched tightly by these scales.

Before Andrew could figure out what was going on, Elena suddenly pulled him over with force, and smashed his head forward, causing him to bleed and retreat.

Andrew only felt that his head was hit by a carriage, and the force made him dizzy and his brain seemed to be thrown out of his skull.

Lying on the ground in a mess, he didn't dare to open his eyes at all, because once he opened his eyes, the whole world was spinning.

Before he could recover, he felt that his body was suddenly held up by someone. To outsiders, he was suddenly dragged up by a stone wall, his limbs were tied tightly, and the whole person seemed to be trapped in the stone wall.

"Listen, kid... huh?"

After giving the corresponding lesson, Elena was about to preach, but suddenly there was a faint sound of breaking air beside him, and his body instinctively retreated. A figure appeared in front of him at some point, and took over Andrew's sword lying on the stone wall.

The other party was an old man who looked over 70 years old, with gray hair and messy beard, but his body was full of lean flesh, and he didn't look old at all.

The most terrifying thing was that the other party's aura was quite sharp. At first glance, I thought the sword was alive and walking on its own.

It can be seen that this man should be Andrew's bodyguard or something. It would be strange if such a genius young master of a noble family had no one to protect him.

The other party looked a little angry. After all, strictly speaking, he was slow to act, and the young master he protected had been injured. If he went back, he would be held accountable.

So in order to make himself feel better later, he had to get back some ground for Andrew, and it would be best to kill the person they thought destroyed the relationship between the two families.

So these powerful people are trouble.

Elena complained in her heart and threw Leah out of her arms. The latter feltIt was like I was dancing a ballet, and I had lost my sense of direction.

Fortunately, before Liya fell, a gust of wind dragged her body, and Elena was very considerate and prepared.

But doing these things with great effort meant giving up his rhythm to the other party. This old man who was obviously as powerful as a sword master soon attacked again.

The blade in his hand exuded a light that Andrew had never had, and he chopped at Elena's neck.

Elena twisted his body reluctantly to avoid it, but his neck seemed to be locked, and he felt like he was sticking to the other party's blade.

Fortunately, Elena reacted quickly and had rich combat experience. He lowered his body to lengthen the distance of the sword blade to delay time for himself, and pulled out the dagger at his waist in the few milliseconds he gained to resist the opponent's attack.

He barely blocked the attack in the extreme state of being chopped on his neck, but even so, a blood mark appeared on his neck.

The opponent's sword blade was obviously covered with sword energy, and Elena's neck was injured by the sword energy.

His unexpected attack was blocked, but the old man did not panic at all. He seemed to have been prepared for it and kept swinging the sword in his hand, and directly wrestled with Elena.

The long sword and the dagger kept contacting, and sparks from the friction of steel would splash out from time to time. The opponent's seemingly random attack almost tested all of Elena's fighting skills.

The dagger was too passive against the long sword, and the opponent's swordsmanship was quite powerful, much more powerful than Elena. If it continued like this, Elena would not be able to hold on sooner or later.

Elena had no choice but to suddenly become ruthless and use her own strength to force the opponent back. Even if the opponent was a sword saint, he would definitely not be able to compare with a half-dragon like Elena in terms of physical strength.

The dagger hit the long sword, and the old man only felt a huge pressure on his hand. When he came to his senses, he was forced to hold the blade across his body, and Elena used all her strength to throw him away.

The strong but somewhat thin body was thrown away directly, the difference in strength was too great.