112 112. Academy

Noah shrugged his shoulders and faced the tall youth.

Two sabers materialized in the air as he slowly approached Justin.

Justin stood still, waiting for his attack.

Noah lazily launched five wind slashes that were immediately crushed by one swing of the greatsword.

'He should be around June's level. Well, Thaddeus didn't say anything about my other spell.'

Justin saw that Noah wasn't taking him seriously and pointed his sword at him.

A large bullet made of air shot in Noah's direction which forced him to block the attack.

He crossed his sabers and successfully blocked the bullet but he was flung away by the force of the impact.

"Hey, you! This is not a game! Don't you have any face?"

Noah landed a few meters away unharmed and raised his gaze toward the youth.

His eyes shone with a dark light after he heard those words.

Twenty wind slashes were instantly released from his position which crashed on Justin's greatsword.