I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

The foreshadowing has been buried for too long. I know this is a very bad habit, but I personally prefer this way of writing, which is probably one of the reasons for the rush.If there is a next book, I will try my best to change it, because this book still has a lot of lines buried in the early stage, and I am reluctant to cut it off.

This chapter is 6000 words, and there are still 3 chapters left.

I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

Chapter 313 Instant Kill, Face Slap, and That Dark Cloud

Standing in the middle of the square, Zhang Jue and Teacher Marcellus were about to have a unique duel.

There is no referee, or rather, the teachers and students of the entire magic school are referees.

Facing Mr. Marcellus, a level 8 senior magician who is good at using offensive magic, as long as Zhang Jue doesn't lose too badly, those teachers and students will probably not say anything.

He was just a consultant after all.

So Hobson gave Teacher Marcellus a death order, and he must kill Zhang Jue in the shortest possible time, even if he was injured or died, he would not hesitate.

Under such a premise, when Mr. Marcellus makes a move, it is the most violent attack.

"Magic - Fireball!"

I don't know who made the rule. After casting a spell, magicians need to report the name of the spell. It seems that otherwise, the spell will not be able to exert its due power.

And Mr. Marcellus is worthy of being the most powerful teacher in the whole magic school. Although it is the most basic spell, it has a different effect in his hands.

If those students are allowed to use it, it will be about the size of a washbasin.

And the fireball he summoned was at least as big as a football goal in diameter.

The huge fireball was like a small sun, with extremely high temperature, burst into flames, and flew towards Zhang Jue.

The speed of the fireball was as fast as that of a truck. If ordinary people were hit head-on, they would either be killed directly or be instantly melted by the high temperature.

The magic cast by the magicians is huge and powerful.

It is conceivable that if they participated in ancient wars, perhaps one person could determine the outcome of a battle.

No wonder they get so vain.

Seeing the fireball flying towards Zhang Jue at an extremely fast speed, all the teachers and students in the stands closed their eyes subconsciously. Although they looked down on Zhang Jue, their hearts are made of flesh. They couldn't bear to watch a person being roasted alive. coke.

Only a very few people stared wide-eyed, as if they were waiting for this scene to happen.

So they were lucky to see such a scene.

When the fireball was only a few meters away from Zhang Jue, he turned sideways, bent his legs, and punched him forward.

It is probably the simplest move among all martial arts moves.

A few tenths of a second later, his fist collided with the fireball.

In the next second, the fireball exploded with a bang.

Flames splashed everywhere, with Zhang Jue as the center, a rain of fire fell within a range of tens of meters around.

Fortunately, those students were brought to the stands by the teacher in advance, otherwise many students would be injured just by this one blow.

Seeing the explosion of the fireball, Teacher Marcellus snorted, then turned and prepared to leave.

The students in the stands also made disdainful voices one after another.

Originally, they thought they would see a wonderful battle, but they didn't expect that Advisor Zhang couldn't even catch a single move, so weak.

At this moment, in the smoke of the explosion, a lazy voice came: "Mr. Marcellus, don't you watch TV? You don't know the famous law of smoke without injury, do you?"

The smoke gradually dissipated, and Zhang Jue's figure gradually appeared.

Not only was he not injured, even the clothes on his body were intact. The huge fireball just now didn't affect him at all.

???

All the teachers and students stared wide-eyed.

Among all the people present, only two people saw clearly what happened the moment the fireball collided with Zhang Jue.

Dunlop and Principal Alfred.

Zhang Jue punched out, bringing out a very powerful "Qi", which is often called Gangfeng.

It can be said that the fireball did not explode on Zhang Jue's body, but was blown up by Zhang Jue's punch.

This……

All the teachers and students were stunned.

On the rostrum, Earl Jennings, who was watching the excitement, also opened his mouth wide.

"I'm not mistaken, how did he do it?"

General Lukafor next to him said uncertainly: "Probably he resisted hard."

Dunlop briefly told these two what he saw just now, and both of them couldn't help but be speechless.

Not only them, but the students were also excited.

After all, evenly matched battles are good, and this advisor Zhang doesn't seem to be as good as they imagined.

Teacher Marcellus turned his head, looked at Zhang Jue who was safe and sound, and frowned slightly.

Zhang Jue put his left hand behind his back, stretched his right hand forward, and stepped forward, posing the classic pose of Jet Li's version of Huang Feihong.

He hooked his fingers: "Mr. Marcellus, come again."

For Mr. Marcellus, Zhang Jue's actions are the most provocative that raises blood pressure.

He looked at Zhang Jue again, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

He tightly held his staff with his right hand, pinching formulas and chanting incantations.

"Magic - water dragon technique!"

Teacher Marcellus gave a loud shout, and the staff emitted a blue light.

A deep pool suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him. The water in the pool was bottomless, and countless bubbles were gushing out.

A moment later, a water dragon flew into the sky from the bottom of the pool, raising countless water splashes.

"Wow--"

When the students saw this scene, they couldn't help but gasp in admiration.

Unlike fireball, water dragon is an advanced magic, and they haven't graduated from magic school, so they can't learn it at all.

A giant water dragon with a length of tens of meters was suspended in the air. Judging from his appearance, it should be an eastern dragon, not a western flying dragon.

The water dragon circled twice in the air, then lowered its head, and locked its target on Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue also looked up at it, then nodded: "Not bad, not bad, quite handsome."

Seeing that Zhang Jue was not afraid, Teacher Marcellus was gloomy. With a wave of his staff in his hand, the water dragon seemed to sense it. He raised his head, and a water ball condensed in its mouth.

If you look carefully, there is a stream of light overflowing from the surface of this water polo, which is the huge energy hidden in it - it is the water dragon's long-range attack weapon, the water dragon bomb.

"Puff puff!"

The water dragon spat three times in a row.

The three water dragon bombs galloped towards Zhang Jue with huge energy.

Zhang Jue smiled slightly, grasped the void with his right hand, and a black long knife appeared in his hand.

Swish swish.

He slashed three times in the air.

The saber qi is like three ripples floating in the air, hitting the three water dragon bombs right in the middle.

There was no explosion.

The three water dragon bombs disintegrated in the air, bursting out countless water vapor and energy.

Seeing that one blow was impossible, Teacher Marcellus yelled and waved his staff, driving the water dragon to attack Zhang Jue again.

This time, the water dragon swooped down on Zhang Jue, as if it was going to kill him head-on.

Zhang Jue pursed his lips.

He stepped hard and jumped up.

It was going to collide head-on with that water dragon.

The speed of one person and one dragon is extremely fast, as if there is still a distance of tens of meters between them in one second, and they are already touching each other in the next second.

The moment he touched the water dragon, time seemed to slow down, and Zhang Jue plunged his long black knife into the water dragon's head.

In the next second, the whole body of the water dragon burst open.

Zhang Jue used the reaction force to fall back to the ground.

After the water dragon exploded, it stirred up water mist all over the sky.

Zhang Jue turned the black long knife in his hand into an umbrella and held it with one hand.

Not a single drop of the rain fell on him.

"I'm Cao, I'm a bit handsome." Suddenly a student said.

Someone immediately retorted: "What a handsome man! He's just a Muggle!"

"That's right! Muggle! He's a Muggle!"

Although everyone said so, but Zhang Jue easily cracked the spell of Mr. Marcellus twice, which really surprised the audience.

Especially at the end when he opened the umbrella, although it was simple, he managed to turn some students from black people to fans, but he didn't dare to show it under the watchful eyes of everyone.

On the square, Teacher Marcellus' face was livid. Zhang Jue used extremely simple methods to decipher his two attacks. Not to mention the damage, he couldn't even cause him any trouble.

Since he became a senior magician, he has never encountered such a thing.

He glanced at Hobson in the distance.

Hobson appeared to be talking to someone else, and raised his hand in a downward cutting motion.

Teacher Marcellus pondered for a moment, and seemed to have finally made up his mind.

He said to Zhang Jue from a distance: "I hope you can escape my next attack."

This is probably the embodiment of his last bit of conscience as a teacher.

In fact, at this time, no one doubted Zhang Jue's strength, but the two people in the duel seemed to have no intention of stopping, so no one stepped forward to stop it.

Anyone can see that this teacher Marcellus is probably going to use his trump card.

If it was in a normal battle, Zhang Jue would definitely not give him time to read the note.

But if you want to play, have fun.

So Zhang Jue held an umbrella and remained motionless, wanting to see what other tricks this teacher could use.

At this time, all the eyes of the audience were focused on Mr. Marcellus alone.

He took a deep breath, and threw the staff in his hand high, and the staff was suspended in the air.

He clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and began to chant the mantra.

"Magic, thousands of miles of ice!"

He shouted violently, and the magic power poured out of his body and poured into the staff.

The staff suddenly emitted a dazzling white light.

Immediately afterwards, the temperature around the square dropped sharply, reaching below zero in an instant.

The water vapor produced by the explosion of the water dragon condensed in an instant.

not only that.

All the water on the ground also froze.

With the feet of Mr. Marcellus as the center, it diffused around at an extremely fast speed.

Wherever the magic goes, the surface of all objects is covered with a layer of ice, which is crystal clear.

After a while, he finally came to Zhang Jue's feet.