AWB Chapter 929: Fighting Qi Luo
Chapter 929: Fighting Qi Luo
Chapter 929: Fighting Qi Luo
"Give me the elixir of immortality!"
"You think I don't exist, right? The world is without cause, Qian Kun borrows the law! Singing and dancing rap, proficient in basketball--" Martin rolled up his sleeves as if he was going to have a street fight, but he drove three flying swords towards Quirrell.
The physical training at Hogwarts obviously not only has high requirements for students, but also the teachers nowadays are not inferior. Quirrell's movements were as agile and erratic as when he appeared. He easily dodged the first round of slashes from the three flying swords and threw a fist-sized hidden weapon at Martin.
Martin turned his wrist and pointed his sword upwards. The fourth flying sword hidden for protection was immediately unsheathed. The crescent sword light cut the hidden weapon in half, and a cloud of smoke and dust burst out from it.
No, could it be a smoke bomb? But the color of the smoke was not thick, and even when it just exploded, it was penetrated by the moonlight and appeared translucent.
"Come on, Taishangtaixing, react, A-choo--!?" Martin sneezed loudly, and the flying sword that drew an arc in the air and flew back towards Quirrell also deviated from its trajectory.
pepper?
It turns out that the ultimate form of wizard combat is to sprinkle pepper on the opponent so that the opponent cannot recite spells?
Controlling a flying sword only requires the mind, but the moment of sneezing will seriously distort the operation.
Fortunately, the setting of the Eastern monks is very flexible. Plus, if you want to bully the opponent who doesn’t understand anything and can’t recite the spell, you can just use spells that don’t require reciting spells.
"A-choo!" Martin took a step back and clasped his hands together, entangled his ten fingers together in a complicated posture, first forming the Five-Rank Lotus Seal, then the Nine-Color Lotus Seal and the Anti-Heaven Seal.
After Quirrell threw the pepper, he took out a palm-sized wide-mouthed jar from his arms, opened the lid, gestured with his wand, and pointed it inside: "Wingardiumleviosa!"
A square, rough metal block flew out of the can. Some of the liquid in the can stained the block, dripping and falling as the block quickly rose into the air.
From the turban on Quirrell's head, Voldemort's whispered reminder came: "Behind...behind..."
Quirrell turned his head and looked behind him. The flying sword that Quirrell had just dodged flew back in a big circle. Quirrell thought that after Martin was banned from using spells, those flying swords could no longer be controlled.
He narrowly avoided the first flying sword, and urgently used a repelling spell to repel the second one. He was slightly more calm when he dodged the third sword, but just to avoid the flying swords he took a few steps towards Martin.
The magic spell that Martin cast with his finger gestures was a gust of wind, which blew his pepper back.
"A-choo!" Now it was Quirrell's turn to sneeze: "A-choo! A-choo!"
“…” Voldemort didn’t need to sneeze because he had no nose.
No, it's Voldemort who is parasitizing Quirrell who doesn't need to breathe.
"Seventy-two Earthly Evil Techniques, borrowing the wind." Martin blew away the pepper, held his breath for a while and then took a deep breath. Then he put his hands on his hips and said, looking back at Huibara Ai and Ma Wu behind him.
He had previously told Ma Wu that he did not know the 36 Heavenly Gang Techniques, and Ma Wu had said that his brother was Zhu Bajie. In fact, Martin had another sentence he hadn't finished: his brother was Sun Wukong.
"Aqiu!" Ma Wu smelled a little bit of scattered pepper and sneezed as well.
Suddenly, there was a loud snoring sound above my head, as if God was snoring.
Martin looked up and saw a huge black object falling from the sky, like a mountain pressing down on him. If it was during the day, a dark shadow would be very obvious, but it was night, and when he heard the sound of the object breaking through the air, it was not far from the ground.
When I looked at it more relaxedly, I realized that it was really a pile of iron mountain, square and more than 20 meters long and wide, looking like a low-profile Fantian seal. As expected, it was the small cube that Quirrell had sent up to the sky with the levitation spell before - it seemed that the small jar contained a shrinking potion. The shrinking potion has the effect of shrinking inanimate objects. This iron block was not small in itself, and Quirrell had been soaking it in the specially formulated shrinking potion. After leaving the potion and possibly casting other spells, the iron block quickly became its current size and fell heavily from the sky.
Now the huge block of iron was about to fall down and crush Martin and the other two into meat patties.
But it's not just them. In order to avoid the flying sword, after Quirrell took a few steps closer to Martin, he also entered the coverage of the low-end Fantian Seal, but it was still only at the edge. At present, it seems that Quirrell can avoid it by taking a few steps back.
"Wingardiumleviosa!" Ma Wu took out his wand and used the only spell he had learned to cast a spell at the huge block of iron that was falling on his head.
Haibara Ai looked at Ma Wu with some surprise, then took out her wand and cast a levitation spell above her head.
However, the huge iron block was as heavy as a mountain, far beyond the weight of a feather. Their levitation spell seemed unable to even slow down their falling speed.
According to the wizard system, the correct solution should be to turn the iron block into something else...
Martin made another fingerprint: "Seventy-two Techniques, Carrying the Mountain!"
This was the art of moving mountains. With the support of an unprovoked huge force, the huge iron block was stopped when it was about five or six meters from the ground.
"Hurry, kill him... kill him..." Voldemort urged again.
Martin now had to continue to release the Mountain-Carrying Technique to fight against the huge block of iron, making him a living target who could not move or resist, so Voldemort urged Quirrell to take action.
When Quirrell found himself standing under the iron block, he wanted to turn around and leave the area immediately, but Voldemort saw that Martin was in a stalemate with the iron block and was unable to fight back, so he urged Quirrell to take action.
Quirrell glanced at Martin, who seemed defenseless, and his target, Huiyuan Ai. He also noticed the rabbit beside Martin, who was in an attacking posture and eager to try.
Looking up, he saw the huge iron block above him that was already crumbling. After hesitating for a long time, Quirrell gritted his teeth, turned around and tried to run out of the range covered by the iron block.
"Go back!... Kill him!" Voldemort was furious at Quirrell's behavior.
But Quirrell didn't care about so much. He felt that saving his life was more important. Before becoming the teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts, he was a teacher of Muggle Studies and had heard about how difficult it was to deal with long-eared rabbits.
If he failed to succeed quickly, or even if he killed Martin, the huge block of iron above his head would fall down, and Quirrell would not be sure that he could escape.
So it’s better to run out of the range of the iron block first, and then proceed step by step... However, after Quirrell ran a dozen steps and looked up again, he found that the iron block was still above his head!
Could it be that the guy is carrying the iron block and catching up with us? Quirrell looked back in horror, only to find Martin standing there motionless, and using magic became even more difficult. Looking up carefully, the iron block was three or four meters above his head, covering more than fifty meters in front and behind - is my iron block that big?
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