Ling Sifeng completed his sketch in beer. On the cliff stood a figure resembling a wooden stick, which didn't look very much like him - drawing with deflated beer couldn't be too precise - as long as the meaning was conveyed.
That's my ideal, "he said." Hmph! It's not these messy books or anything that should be done this way. What we need is real magic
The last sentence that could have won a big prize was' the most outrageous sentence of the day ', but Lingsifeng then said another sentence:
Unfortunately, there are no more people like that now
Zinert lightly tapped the table with his spoon.
He was dressed in a long robe specially designed for formal occasions, accompanied by a rat fur hood representing the Holy Prophet Society and a yellow belt representing a fifth level wizard, making his image quite striking. He has been at level five for three years, waiting for any level six wizard to make room - only one out of sixty-four level six wizards needs to die. However, at first glance, he is in a good mood. The dinner just now was quite satisfying. There was also a small bottle of poison in his room, which was guaranteed to be colorless and tasteless. As long as it was used properly, he was sure to advance within a few months. Life is really good.
After a moment, it was exactly nine o'clock, and the big clock at the end of the hall began to tremble.
The beat played by the spoon didn't have much effect. Zinc picked up a large white wine glass and vigorously tilted it onto the table.
Brothers! "He shouted, and the noise slowly stopped. He nodded," Thank you. Please stand up and prepare to welcome, um, the key ceremony
There was laughter and a widespread sense of anticipation below. The wizards pushed open the benches one after another and stood up unsteadily.
The two doors leading to the hall have been locked and three door bolts have been inserted. The newly elected principal must request permission three times before the door will open, indicating that he has been widely recognized by the wizards. Or something like that. The origin of this ceremony has long been forgotten, but it is precisely the reason for preserving a tradition. Anyway, this reason is never worse than other reasons.
The conversation gradually subsided. All the wizards in the room were staring at the door.
The knocking on the door sounded softly.
Go away! "The wizards shouted loudly, the hidden humor here was too subtle, and some wizards were even ecstatic, laughing until they collapsed to the ground.
Zinc picked up the huge iron keychain. On the iron ring hung various keys from the university, not all of which were made of metal and not all of which were visible. Some of them look really strange.
Who are there knocking on the door outside? "He chanted.
It's me
The peculiar thing about this voice is that every wizard feels like the speaker is standing behind them, and most people even involuntarily turn their heads and look back.
In the stunned silence that followed, the door lock made a short and sharp clicking sound. The wizards were all trembling with fear, yet unable to move their gaze away. I saw the iron bolt slide open on its own initiative, and the large oak door latch, which had become harder than stone over time, slowly slipped to the ground. The hinge burned red, then turned yellow and white, and finally exploded. Finally, the gate collapsed inward into the hall, slowly and unstoppable.
Thick smoke emerged from the burning hinges, blurring the figure standing at the door.
Damn it, Vireid, "said a wizard by the door," this is really not bad
The figure strode into the light, and only then did everyone realize that it was not Veride Wei Da Fang.
He is at least one head shorter than the shortest wizard, and he is several decades younger than everyone else; He looks about ten years old, wearing only a white robe and holding a wand that is much taller than himself.
Hey, he's not a wizard -
Why isn't there a hood on his robe, I said
Where is his hat
The stranger walked past a row of stunned wizards and finally stood at the main table. Zinc lowered his head, and what caught his eye was a thin, immature face wrapped in a thick clump of blonde hair. The most eye-catching are those two golden eyes, which emit light from deep within. However, Zinc felt that they were not looking at themselves, but at a point six inches behind their own heads. He felt like he was blocking someone's way, and standing here was completely unnecessary and useless.
He struggled to gather his dignity and straightened his body.
What exactly is this, huh, meaning? "He said. This statement lacks courage, and he admits it himself, but the other person's gaze is so stable and dazzling that it leaves his mind empty.
I'm here, "the stranger said.
Are you here? Why did you come
For my place. Where is my seat
Are you a student? "Zinert sternly questioned, his face turning pale with anger." What's your name, young man
The boy ignored it and looked up at the wizards gathered in the hall.
Who is the most powerful wizard here? "He asked," I think I'll meet him
Zinc, please keep your head down. In the past few minutes, two university workers have been quietly approaching, and now they have caught this unwelcome guest in the middle.
Pull him out and throw him onto the street, "said Ziert. The two handymen were both burly men with sturdy backs and heavy waists, never smiling. Their hands were like bundles of bananas, tightly gripping the boy's slender arms like cigarette butts.
I will inform your father, "Zinert said sternly.
What's going on here
Zinc turned around and found Skamer Bilias, the leader of the Silver Star Society, behind him. Zinc's figure is similar to a bamboo pole, while Bilias is the opposite. He tends to develop horizontally and looks like a small balloon. The balloon is inexplicably covered with blue velvet and shrew skin. Put these two together and divide by two to get exactly two normal sized humans.
Unfortunately, Bilias considers himself skilled in dealing with children and takes great pride in it. He bent down as much as possible within the permitted range of the full belly dinner, and a red face with a scruffy beard stretched out in front of the boy.
What's going on, young man.
This child forcefully barged in because, according to him, he thought he would be a powerful wizard, "Zinert was very dismissive. Children always make him extremely annoyed, which may explain why he has such a great attraction to them. He is currently trying to prevent himself from thinking about the fate of the gate, and so far he has been very successful.
There's nothing wrong with that, "Bilias said." Any young man with some intelligence wants to be a wizard. I also wanted to be a wizard when I was a child. Right, young man
Are you strong? "The boy asked.
Ah.
I asked if you are very powerful. How powerful are you
Impressive? "Bilias stood up straight, caressing his belt representing an eighth level wizard while winking at Zert." Oh, quite impressive. He's quite impressive among wizards
Very good. I challenge you. Use your strongest magic, and when I defeat you, I will become the principal
What, you don't know the height of the earth - "However, Zinc's protest was drowned out in the laughter of other wizards. Bilias desperately slapped his knee, at least the closest part he could reach.
Duel, huh? "He said," Isn't it great, huh
Dueling is prohibited, you know it very well, "Zinc said." Anyway, this whole thing is ridiculous from beginning to end! I don't know who helped him knock down the door, but I will never stand idly by and let you waste our time -
Come on, come on, "Bilias said," what's your name, young man
Ke Yin
Ke Yin, sir, "said Zilte sternly.
Well, let me say, Koyin, "Bilias said," you want to see how strong my magic is, huh
Yes
Yes, sir, "Zinert challenged again. Ke Yin stared at him unmoved, his gaze as ancient as time, the kind that would bask in the sun on the rocks of a volcanic island and never tire of it. Zinc suddenly felt dry mouth and tongue.
Bilias raised both hands and requested everyone to be quiet. Then, with a highly dramatic gesture, he rolled up the sleeve of his left arm and extended his hand.
The wizards in the hall watched with great interest. As is well known, eighth level wizards disdain the use of magic and spend most of their time meditating. The object of meditation is usually the recipe for the next meal, and of course, there are also ways to avoid the attention of ambitious seventh level wizards. I watched some today.
Billias grinned at the boy, who responded by glaring at him, his gaze focused a few inches behind the old wizard's head.
Bilias was slightly flustered as he bent his fingers. Suddenly, this was no longer the harmless game he had imagined, and an uncontrollable impulse surged in his heart, wanting to make people marvel. But this feeling was quickly replaced by anger - it's really foolish to be restless about such things.
I'll show you, "he took a deep breath," the wonderful garden of Mariyu
A whisper echoed in the crowd. Throughout the history of Youming University, only four wizards were able to transform a complete garden. Most wizards can create trees and flowers, and some can even create birds. This is not the most powerful spell, it cannot shake the earth, but Mariyu's spells are extremely complex, and to complete the subtle details, one must be skilled and exquisite.
You see, "Bilias added," there's nothing in my sleeve
His lips twitched and his hands trembled as he waved through the air. A golden spark hissed in his palm, then arched slightly and turned into a blurry sphere, gradually revealing details
According to legend, Mariyu was one of the last great mages to master the source of all magic. The garden he created was a closed little universe where there was no time. He could avoid the distractions of the outside world and smoke and think quietly. This matter itself is a mystery, because none of the wizards can understand. With the powerful power of a great mage, how could there be anything in the world that would bother him. Anyway, Mariyu gradually retreated into the depths of her own world and finally closed the entrance behind her one day.
The garden formed a sparkling sphere in the hands of Bilias. The wizards closest to him stretched their necks and looked down from his shoulders. That is a sphere with a diameter of two feet, inside which you can see a mini earth scattered with flowers. Not far away, there is a lake, and every ripple is clear. There is also a forest in front of several purple mountains, which looks very interesting. Bees sized birds flew back and forth among the trees, while two little deer stood on the grass, no bigger than mice, both lifting their eyes and staring out at Ke Yin.
The one being stared at was critical and said, "It's pretty good. Give it to me
He took the intangible and formless sphere from the wizard's hand and lifted it high.
Why is it so small? "He asked.
Bilias wiped his forehead with a handkerchief adorned with lace.
Well, "his voice was very weak, stunned by Ke Yin's tone, and he couldn't even be filled with righteous indignation," since ancient times, the power of this spell has been
Ke Yin stood with his head tilted for a moment, as if listening to some sound. Then he murmured a few syllables and reached out to caress the surface of the sphere.
The sphere is expanding. One second it was still a toy in the boy's hand, the next second——
——The wizards stood on the refreshing grass, the cool pasture extending all the way to the lake, and a gentle breeze blowing from the mountains, carrying the fragrance of thyme and hay. The sky was a deep blue, then turned purple at the top of the sky.
On the grass, the little deer under the tree lifted its head and cast a suspicious glance at the newcomer.
Zinert lowered his eyes in shock. A peacock is pecking at his shoelaces.
He opened his mouth and stopped again. Ke Yin is still holding a round ball, a ball made of air. The shape of the things inside was twisted, as if they were images seen through fish eyes or the bottom of a bottle, but it was undoubtedly the hall of the Underworld University.
The boy looked around at the trees, then thoughtfully glanced at the white snow on the distant mountaintop, and finally nodded at the stunned wizards.
This place is pretty good, "he said." You can come back in the future. "His hands gestured a series of complex movements; That action is difficult to describe, as it looks like they have been thrown inside and out.
Now the wizards have returned to the hall, and on the boy's palm is the shrinking garden. In a moment of trembling and heavy silence, he handed it back to Bilias and said, "It's quite interesting. Now I'll cast some magic
He raised his hands, looked at Bileyas one by one, and then made him disappear.
In the hall, chaos is inevitable. Ke Yin stood in the center of everything, surrounded by greasy smoke, calm and composed.
Zinc paid no attention to the noise around and slowly bent down, picking up a peacock feather from the ground with extreme caution. He rubbed his feathers back and forth on his lips, his gaze shifting from the doorway to the boy and then to the vacant seat of the principal; Then he pursed his thin lips tighter and a smile appeared on his face.
An hour later, the clear sky above the city rumbled with thunder, and Lingsi Feng sang softly, completely throwing the cockroaches into the clouds. A mattress wandered alone on the street, while Zinc closed the door to the principal's study and turned to face his fellow wizard.
There are a total of six of them, all worried and worried.
These people are really worried because they are willing to listen to Zinc's opinion, and he is just a level five wizard.
He went to bed, "he said," and had a cup of hot milk
Milk? "One of the wizards asked, his voice filled with exhaustion and fear.
He's too young to drink, "explained the chief steward.
Oh, that's right. I'm really stupid
A wizard with sunken eyes across from him asked, "Did you see his hand on the gate
Anyway, I know how he dealt with Billias
What exactly did he do
I don't want to know
Brothers, brothers - "Zinc spoke with a soothing tone. He looked down at their anxious faces and thought to himself: eating and drinking all day long, just waiting for the servants to bring afternoon tea. Too much time is spent in the stuffy study reading old books written by the dead. Too many gold embroidery and ridiculous rituals. Too much fat. University is full of problems, just give it a good push
Or pull it up well.
I doubt if we really have, um, what trouble, "he said.
Grawi Dement of the Wise of Unknown Shadows punched the table.
For heaven's sake, I say! "He said sharply." A little brat from somewhere stumbled into the university at night, defeated two of the best wizards, and sat on the principal's chair. And you doubt if we're really in trouble? That kid is a genius! From tonight's situation, there's no wizard in the entire disc-shaped world who can confront him
Why should we confront him? "Zinert reasoned.
Because he is stronger than us
So? "Zinc's voice was extremely smooth (in contrast, the glass seemed like plowed farmland) and sweet (in contrast, honey looked like gravel).
So it is only natural that we should -
Gra Wei hesitated. Zinc gave him an encouraging smile.
Cough cough
The person who hummed is Maya Carding, who deceived the president of the Brotherhood. At this moment, he was crossing his fingers covered in rings together, his sharp gaze shining from above towards Zinc. The chief steward was very disgusted with this person and had doubts about his intelligence - suspecting that he might be a bit smart, and even suspecting that although the other person had a lot of fat on his face, there might be a decent head hidden behind him, which might be full of shiny little gears, spinning wildly all day long.
He doesn't seem particularly enthusiastic about using his own power, "Carding said.
What do you say about the matter between Kobayas and Verid
The child is just angry, "Carding said.
The gaze of other wizards flickered back and forth between Carding and the Chief Steward. They realized something was wrong, but they were confused and couldn't figure out what was going on.
Why haven't wizards been able to become rulers of the disc-shaped world? The reason is simple. Find any two wizards and give them a rope, they will instinctively pull in opposite directions. I don't know if it's due to genetics or postnatal training, but their attitude towards cooperation is enough to make a husband elephant with excruciating toothache look like a worker ant.
Zinert spread out his hands. Brothers, "he spoke again
This lengthy speech was interrupted by the sound of Gra Wei blowing his nose.
It's not winter now, "said a wizard coldly," and the weather is quite warm tonight
Let him encounter the unpredictable and unpredictable weather of spring! "Roared Zinc," and heaven will surely curse those who, um, still... "
It's almost summer now
Carding rubbed her nose thoughtfully.
That child took a wand, "he said." Who gave it to him? Have you asked
No, "Zinert continued to glare angrily at the guy who always interrupted him.
Carding's gaze turned to her nails, revealing a meaningful expression on her face.
Okay, no matter where the problem lies, I'm sure it can wait until tomorrow morning to talk about it, "Zint carefully distinguished Carding's tone, feeling that the annoyance in it was just showing off.
The gods are above, he blew up Bilias! "Gla exclaimed," And they say there's nothing in Verid's room except cigarette ash
They're both quite stupid anyway, "Carding comforted," I'm sure, my good brother, in the art of magic, you wouldn't lose to a yellow mouthed child, would you
Gelawei hesitated. Well, um, "he said," no. Of course not. "He looked at the innocent smile on Carding's face and coughed loudly a few times." Of course not, without a doubt. Bilias is indeed stupid. However, some cautious protective measures should be taken -
So let's all be on guard tomorrow morning, "Carding said happily." Brothers, let's break up now. That child is asleep, at least he has set a good example for us in this regard. Everything will be fine when the sun rises
I have seen a lot of things, and even the sunshine is powerless, "said Gra with a gloomy expression. Only young people have such sunny ideas, and he doesn't believe in youth. He firmly believes that youth can never do anything good.
The high-level wizards lined out and returned to the hall. Dinner there had just reached the ninth dish, and it was gradually getting better. A little magic is powerless to make wizards lose their appetite, even witnessing someone explode into smoke is far from enough.
I don't know why, but Zinc and Carding fell last. They sat at opposite ends of the long table, looking at each other like two cats. Cats can sit on either side of the grass, staring at each other for hours. At this time, their mental calculations can make chess masters look like fools. However, compared to wizards, cats are not worth mentioning. The two wizards each rehearsed the following conversation from beginning to end in their minds, to see if they could take the lead; No one wants to take the first action before reaching a conclusion.
Zinert was the first to lose the battle.
All wizards are brothers, "he said." We should trust each other. I have some intelligence
I know, "Carding said," you know the identity of that boy
Zinc's lips moved silently as he tried to predict the direction of the conversation. You're just guessing, "he said after a while.
My dear Zinc, every time you accidentally tell the truth, you always blush
I didn't blush
Aha, "Carding said," Exactly
Okay, "Zinc gave in," but you think you know something else
The chubby wizard shrugged. It's just a hint of intuition, "he said." But why should I ally with you, "the unfamiliar word rolled around his tongue
In the next few seconds, things happened too quickly for anyone except the wizard to understand, but to put it in detail, it roughly goes like this:
Zinc has been hiding his hand under the table, drawing symbols of Megalim's time acceleration in the air. Now he murmured a syllable and sent the spell out along the table. The spell caused a thick smoke to rise from the lacquered tabletop, and in the middle, it collided with several silver snakes, which were the super powerful venom of the Mo Master brothers jumping out from the fingertips of the card.
Two spells collided fiercely, melting into a green fireball. After the explosion, the entire room was filled with high-quality yellow crystals.
The two wizards stared at each other slowly and for a long time, their eyes able to roast chestnuts.
To be honest, Carding was taken aback. But he shouldn't have been surprised. Level 8 wizards rarely encounter anyone challenging their magical skills. In theory, there are only seven wizards in the world who can rival him, and all low-level wizards, just by definition, are lower than them. This makes level eight wizards very proud.
But Kezhi'er Te is completely different, he is a level five.