Lucius is actually very strong.

Of course, this is also relative to mortals.

But even so, in Chu Feng's perception, Lucius is now a real strongman among the same level.

Because the magic he practiced itself comes from his magic.

His combat skills were derived from Chu Feng's own combat skills.

With Chu Feng's cultivation level, he taught Lucius from a high-level perspective. Even if he is just a fledgling rookie, he is definitely a fighting bird among the rookies.

Ordinary people of the same level will definitely not be his opponent.

If Lucius' current cultivation level is calculated according to the standards of the Immortal Realm... it is the same Earth Immortal.

To be precise, it was the early stage of the Earth Immortal.

Of course, on the Kahn Continent, such existence is called the holy level.

Generally speaking, his strength is far higher than that of the same level.

Because this is the rule of Kahn Continent, warriors of the same level are generally weaker than mages of the same level.

And a mage of the same level cannot be an opponent of a magic swordsman of the same level.

So normally, the magic swordsman fights warriors, which should be a slap.

But in fact, Lucius's battle seemed quite difficult.

Of course, Chu Feng can understand this.

After all, not long ago, Lucius was just a teenager who knew nothing.

Not to mention combat skills, even if it is magic, he has been a magic apprentice for several years, but he can only meditate and accumulate magic power, and he will not do anything else.

Although after Chu Feng's violent transformation and cramming empowerment, he forced himself to have the cultivation level of the holy level.

But this does not mean that Lucius's own strength can also compete with normal strong men of the same level.

He needs more experience.

In fact, Qiaoma, who is weaker than him in hard power, is actually a good opponent.

"Bang!!"

Lucius' chest was hit, leaving a blood mark that was deep enough to reach the bone, and his body was directly slashed out by Qiaoma's strike, and blood was rushing in the air.

"Joma, stop!"

"Stop, Qiaoma, are you crazy? That's a magic swordsman!"

"Joma, you can't kill him, he is our chance to go back!"

At this time, when seeing Lucius being knocked away, many people on the side couldn't help but shout.

Obviously, even a mage can bring people back, and as a higher-ranking magic swordsman, he naturally has this qualification.

They didn't want to give up this opportunity, and they didn't want Qiaoma to kill the boy, thus causing them to lose the opportunity to go home.

However, hearing these sounds, Qiaoma just turned her head calmly and looked at the person beside her.

"Who dares to interfere, die!"

The red eyes swept towards the other people one by one. Seeing the crazy look in Qiaoma's eyes, everyone subconsciously stopped.

They did not want to watch Lucius die, but equally, they did not want to fight Joma for no reason.

Now, this guy Qiaoma is obviously crazy. It is not a wise choice to fight a madman at this time.

"Whoever wants me to die, I will kill him first!" Qiaoma growled.

Everyone stopped, and the rulers of other regions couldn't help but show fear in their eyes. Many people had gloomy murderous intent flashed in their eyes, but in the end, they still didn't say anything.

There are not many real madmen who fight desperately with others in the city of exile.

Because those real madmen have long been hanged directly.

They were exiled here precisely because they did not choose to resist desperately when they were arrested.

Even if I was sent here, I was honest and did not dare to do any other small moves.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been exiled to others.

Although there are no good people here, few of them are willing to work hard.

For the human kingdom, the people sent to the city of exile are just a group of residues with no use value.

Evil and violent, but greedy for life and fear of death.

Real scum.

“Hu—Hu—”

Lucius climbed up from the ruins with difficulty and gasped violently.

Just now, after flying out, he directly knocked down a not-so-solid earthen house, and was slowly emerging from the soil.

These earthen houses are for the middle-level people of the exiled city, that is, the thugs under the regional rulers.

As for the bottom layer?

There is no house on the ground floor, so I just found a corner to shrink and then barely rest.

Thank you for finding a place to shelter from the wind and rain, let alone your own house.

"Ahem!!"

After coughing a few times, Lucius looked at the blood in his hands and suddenly became much more awake.

"So...so strong. Is this the real battle?"

Lucius looked at the blood in his hands and his eyes suddenly became a little dazed.

In the past, he was just a child who was so thin that he had to walk.

Fighting can be said to be a word that has nothing to do with him.

Because even when he was bullied by other exiles, he did not dare to resist at all.

But now, he is fighting with the regional ruler Joma, who is feared by the entire area.

Perhaps Lucius didn't think so much at the beginning, but now, he seems to be much more awake.

The brain, which was originally filled with anger and revenge, began to calm down gradually.

"Yes, I'm fighting Joma!"

"Same, I am also taking revenge for those who were killed by Joma!"

"This is revenge, so... I will never stop until death!"

Lucius's heart became firm and looked up at the distance.

In front of me, a figure emitting a violent, fierce, and crazy aura was approaching him quickly.

Qiaoma, at this time, was already burning his essence and blood.

Although he couldn't last long for this state of burning essence and blood, and the sequelae were extremely serious, it could even be said that it would be difficult to return to the peak state.

But now, Qiaoma has no choice.

If it wasn't for the other party's death, it was he who died himself.

The other party came to kill him, so he understood that there was indeed no need for dialogue between the two parties.

Unless one of the two is dead.

Lucius stomped on the ground with one foot, and the same violent warrior began to rise, and at the same time, he finally drew out the sword he had barely used.

"I was wrong."

Lucius said to himself in his heart: "I underestimate Joma too much. In fact, when I take action, I should use all my strength. In that case, I will never be as embarrassed as I am now."

"Now, I understand."
Chapter completed!