At present, Allen and orc school were neck and neck. The girl walked out of the battle ring dejectedly.
"His shell is too thick. I can't break his defense at all." The girl said sadly.
Allen patted the girl on the shoulder to comfort her.
"It's okay. You have done a good job." Bobby pressed the water, and Amy also performed a treatment.
After winning, the morale of the orc school was high. They gathered around to discuss the tactics.
Instead of his friendly face yesterday, Duke stared at Jabbar, blue veins popping out along with his warm body.
"Be careful. He is not easy to deal with."
Allen furrowed his brows. He's trained to attack, I'm afraid, and he's capable of blowing cold winds.
"It's just a kitten. No matter how powerful it is, it can't be." Jabbar pulled out his sword and pointed it at Duke.
The fight was on the verge of breaking out.