Hearing Zhang Xing's mumbling, the man in black panicked even more.
At this time, the incantation had been formed, and a new kind of magic was produced from his body, instantly dispelling the Slow Spell.
"Little brat, I didn't know you had some tricks up your sleeve. I was careless and fell into your trap."
"You go …"
Before he could finish the word 'die', there was a sound and darkness in front of him. He couldn't see anything.
His hand that was about to grab Zhang Xing suddenly stopped in the air.
"Ah!
Blindness Spell! "The black figure shouted in shock.
"Oh!
I was wondering who it was. So it's Teacher Tarr. I wonder what brings you here so late at night? "
During the theory test, Tarr repeatedly wanted to clear Zhang Xing out of the examination room. How could he forget this voice?
As soon as Zhang Xing's voice fell, Tarr's lips curled into a sly smile.
"Binding Spell!"
His eyes can't see, but his ears can still hear. Let's see where you can run to, little brat.
Swoosh!
Tarr's body stiffened, and the spell missed.
What a cunning little brat!
Tarr didn't dare to use strong offensive magic. If he was discovered, the dean would definitely not let him off.
Even if the dean valued this child very much, who asked him to be a member of the Linde family? He had to listen to the master's orders.
This move was also considered for a long time before he hardened his heart and decided to take this risk.
He colluded with the dormitory administrator and gave a lot of benefits to sneak in. He thought that he could easily complete the mission.
He didn't expect this brat to be so difficult to deal with.
His ears perked up and searched, but he didn't find any sound.
Tarr was a little puzzled. Did this brat use some magic array to hide?
If it was as he guessed, it must have been given to him by the dean.
He didn't know what kind of luck this lowly commoner had to be able to get the dean's favor.
Zhang Xing was hesitating at this moment. He just wanted to throw this guy down the building and kill him.
Even if the academy found out, it would be fine. If a foreign assassin died, so be it. No one would blame him.
But it was different now. Tarr was a teacher of the academy. If he killed him here, it would be quite disadvantageous for him.
No matter what reason you have, the dead tell no tales. No one would believe you if you said that he was here to assassinate you!
Even if the dean believed him, the other higher-ups of the academy wouldn't let him off.
Thinking of this, Zhang Xing rolled his eyes. He had an idea.
Even if he couldn't kill him, he could still beat him up!
I also had to make him feel the pain of being beaten up. I had to beat him up so that he would be afraid of me when he saw me in the future. He would have to avoid me whenever he saw me.
Tal lifted the blinding spell and saw a small black shadow standing motionless in the corner.
Heh heh, relying on the few array talismans that the dean gave you, you think you can escape this calamity?
He thought that Zhang Xing was hiding in a corner out of fear. Little did he know that a violent storm was about to befall him.
Tal pretended that he couldn't see it. He groped around on the spot and chanted an incantation in his heart.
"Binding!"
Let's see where you can run now.
However …
biu！
A spell was cast on him 0.1 seconds earlier.
Tarr's body slowed down, and the magic was interrupted for the second time.
An indescribable feeling of discomfort surged through his entire body. It was as if his old flame was about to explode but was suddenly interrupted. He really wanted to cry but had no tears.
Then he saw Zhang Xing walking towards him unhurriedly.
Then he stretched out a small fist and waved it in front of his eyes.
"Bang!"
"Ugh!"
Zhang Xing swung his arm, stretched his fist to the extreme, and punched Tal hard in the stomach.
For a moment, he experienced all the joys and sorrows.
Tears and snot all flowed out.
He wrapped Tal's black clothes around his head and took a soft pillow to cover Tal's face.
Then he raised his fist and smashed it …