Under the scorching gaze of all onlookers, Xuan Shiran was forcibly pushed to a seat in front of a table with a transparent crystal ball in the middle. After asking her to sit down, Feng Liexing directly took the girl who had been relying on him.
Lu Ka was forced to pull down, and then hugged her tightly in her arms. No matter how much the little dragon tortured him, he completely ignored him, and together with Lan Ziye and the others, they focused their gazes on the girl sitting in front of them.
"Put your hand on the magic test ball," one of the old men in black robes said, "and then release your elemental magic to let us know your magic value and the elemental attributes it belongs to."
Originally, Xuan Shiran wanted to show off her cards and say that she actually didn't know how to use magic. Before coming to the academy, Lian didn't specifically explain or teach her how to use magic.
But when the words came to her lips, she saw the three pairs of serious eyes in front of her, the three pairs of eyes behind her and the expectant eyes of the group behind her. She swallowed the words back alive without tears, and could only pretend to be brave.
He nodded stiffly, and then stretched out one of his sweaty hands tremblingly.
This time, she is really dead, Lian, and Feng Liexing, I will hate you forever
With everyone watching, Xuan Shiran finally put her hand on the crystal ball. She had read a book and knew a little about the guidance of magic. She slowly closed her eyes. The tension had completely made her forget who she was.
There was nothing but darkness in the spiritual world. When Xuan Shiran didn't know how to find the connection, suddenly, a small ball of flame came closer and closer to her. Suddenly, the seemingly small ball
The small ball of fire suddenly turned into a weird beast and rushed towards her with its bloody mouth open.
Xuan Shiran, who was so frightened that she immediately stopped meditating, suddenly opened her eyes. The crystal ball under her hand had changed, but the so-called change made the three old men in front of them, who were still expecting another genius to appear, look extremely disappointed.
shook his head
Seeing that there was only a small flame floating in the crystal ball, like a beginner's flame, one of the old men raised his voice and announced: "Belcha Shiran, fire attribute, magic value 60"