25: C25 Use a Book to Put out the Fire

C25 Use a Book to Put out the Fire

Use a book to put out the fire.

A scorching Fireball appeared in Cliff's hand. He did not hesitate to smash it towards Zhang Xing's back.

As the Fireball was thrown out, his angry and slightly distorted face relaxed a little. His expression was no longer ferocious, but became somewhat cruel.

"Even if I can't burn you to death, I will make you lie in bed for a month!"

The whole class was shocked. Was Master Clive crazy? Didn't he know that fighting was prohibited in the academy? Especially in the classroom. Any magic released could harm other students.

Those who violated the rules would be severely punished. Not only would they be fined, but they would also be publicly reading remorse letters in front of all the teachers and students in the school. They would even be ordered to withdraw from school!

"Zhang Xing, be careful of your back!"

A student shouted in shock.

Solina saw this scene outside the door and immediately pushed open the classroom door. She wanted to save Zhang Xing, but she was fifteen or sixteen meters away from him. Her primary magic instructor was powerless!

"Zhang Xing, quickly lie under the table!"

Solina anxiously gestured for Zhang Xing to lie down.

Just as Cliff was sneering and the other students were panicking and the teacher was anxious, a look of disdain flashed across Zhang Xing's face.

Just as the Fire Magic element in the air moved, he noticed it.

But he did not think that Cliff would really dare to use the Fireball in the classroom.

According to normal thinking, when two children quarreled, they basically just scolded each other.

There were too few cases of physical conflicts because of verbal conflicts.

Zhang Xing did not know that the noble consciousness that these nobles had developed over thousands of years was very fragile. He did not even curse and was ready to fight.

Since Cliff attacked first, he would not be polite.

"Cliff, your First Level Fireball skill is really bad. Not only was its speed slow, its power was also weak. Also, the Fire Magic element isn't pure either. What have you been meditating for so many years? Are you slacking off?"

As Zhang Xing spoke, he stretched out a small index finger. A Fireball the size of an egg was spinning on his fingertip.

All the students were stunned. They did not see Zhang Xing make any counterattacks.

He did not even turn his head. He only stretched out his left hand and raised a finger.

Then, they saw the Fireball that Cliff had shot out gently land on his finger.

Cliff was instantly dumbfounded.

All the surrounding students felt very strange. They looked at the Fireball with a strange expression.

The mentor, Solina, who had just run two steps, suddenly froze on the spot.

But she quickly reacted and said anxiously, "Zhang Xing, quickly extinguish the Fireball!"

Before she could finish speaking, she saw the Fireball suddenly disappear from Zhang Xing's finger. Then she heard Cliff scream, and then he suddenly jumped up from where he was.

"Ah, there's a fire! Hurry up and save me!"

It was only then that the classmate saw a half-foot-long flame on Cliff's chest!

The surrounding classmates all left their seats and hid far away.0

Cliff kept patting his high-class silk top with his hands. His face was full of panic. He looked like he was about to cry.

"Get me some water!"

The students beside him were all shocked. No one dared to get water for him.

"Use a book to help him put out the fire!"

A thick primary magic theory book suddenly hit Cliff's chest heavily. The flame immediately weakened a lot.

Zhang Xing seriously provided a rotten idea.

The other students felt that this method was very good, so they threw the books at Cliff one after another.

"Don't hit me with your books. I want water!"

Cliff was flustered. Not only did he want to put out the fire, he also wanted to avoid those books.

The students who were throwing the books were not as good at controlling the direction as Zhang Xing. No! It should be said that they were better at controlling the direction than Zhang Xing. A book accurately hit Cliff's face and made a crisp sound. Zhang Xing could not bear to look at it directly.

That book weighed at least five or six kilograms, which was equivalent to two bricks!

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