"Let me go!" Ma Sen struggled desperately, but how could he win against Lin Li? He was a real master blacksmith, and his strength was developed by hammering it thousands of times. Let alone Ma Sen, a magician.
, even if he is a warrior, he may not be able to break free from Lin Li's hands.
"Brother Masen, forget it..." Lin Li was about to persuade him, but suddenly he saw a group of people wearing black robes walking into the guild hall. From a distance, there were about a dozen of them, including the person at the other end.
Wearing a long robe and holding a staff, he looks to be in his forties and has a dignified appearance. From the look between his eyebrows, he looks vaguely familiar.
Lin Li thought about it, but couldn't remember where he had seen it.
Just when he was a little confused, the middle-aged man had already walked to the center of the hall.
"Please be quiet!" The voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
The originally noisy guild hall suddenly fell silent with these words.
"I now declare that the trial has officially begun.
"Without any extra polite words, the middle-aged man's first sentence went straight to the point: "I have eight nameplates in my hand. Come up and get them. Then read the numbers on them clearly and go find your own ones to try.
Practice Master."
As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, a group of young magicians gathered around him, and the guild hall that had just been quiet suddenly became noisy again.
"I'll go." Mason took the lead in squeezing through the crowd. After a while, this guy squeezed out again with some dejection: "My hands and feet are too slow, this is the only one left."
"..." Lin Li thought to himself, it's not about grabbing eggs, what does it matter if you take them first and then take them later?
"Feire, it's No. 6!"
As soon as Ma Sen finished speaking, Lin Li saw a short and thin old man with a goatee walking over. He was also wearing a black mage robe, and it seemed that he should be the trial instructor of the sixth group.
.
"Those two cunning little guys, and that...that idiot, come here!" The old man with a goatee shouted from a distance.
"Who did he call idiot?" Ma Sen asked in a low voice, but both of them ignored him...
Lin Li and Ou Ling went over, leaving only Ma Sen in a daze.
"Idiot, why don't you come here?" The old man shouted again, this time. Mason understood...
"First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Medellin - but you can't call me that, you must call me Mr. Medellin.
"The old man stared, trying to make himself look more ferocious, but the goatee gave him away. Such an expression could only make him become vulgar: "In this trial, I made a bet with someone.
Yes, you three little guys.
I don’t care what your strength is, but you must enter the qualifying round. If I lose the bet, you will be in bad luck. Do you understand?"
"I understand..." The three of them swallowed in unison. They were already cursing in their hearts, what kind of bird feather trial instructor...
"louder please!"
"Understood!"
"Very good, but before helping me win the bet, I still need to see how strong you guys are.
"After saying this, Medellin glanced at the faces of Lin Li and Ou Ling again, and added solemnly: "Attention, it is the real strength!"
"..." Even a fool could understand the meaning of this sentence. How could Lin Li not understand? He just didn't understand this wretched old man from Medellin.
How on earth did you see through him? The magic concealment potion is an advanced formula. After drinking it, not even Grean can see through his true magic level.
"Is it weird?" This wretched old man seemed to be able to read minds. As soon as Lin Li had this idea in his mind, he had already asked with a smile, and then, without waiting for Lin Li's answer, he was minding his own business.
He said: "Because I did the same thing when I participated in the trial.
"
"..."
"Okay. You three little guys, if you have any questions, ask them quickly. If there are no questions, I will take you to an interesting place."
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This is the Nightmare Mountains, the most dangerous place around Oranna.
A group of four people stood in front of a dark cave. Medellin pointed at the cave and said with an understatement: "There seems to be a kitten living in here. I will think of a solution later."
Lure it out, and then attack one by one to see who can kill it.
"
"I'll go first!" Hearing Medellin's relaxed words, Mason was immediately eager to give it a try.
"Okay, then you come first." When the old man said this, his goatee twitched with laughter. By the time Mason understood, he had already walked into the cave with his hands behind his back.
Then the three of them heard a roar coming from the cave, and then they saw two shadows one behind the other, as fast as two sharp arrows, and they shot out of the cave with two "whoosh" sounds.
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"Mason, it's your turn!" As soon as Medellin came out of the cave, he immediately performed a levitation technique and floated into the air, leaving only Mason stunned...
Looking at those blood-red eyes, Ma Sen really wanted to die. This, this, this... this is the kitten the old guy said? It's really a big watermelon like a cat...
As a ninth-level magician, Ma Sen never dreamed that one day he would face a level 12 monster alone, and this was one of the most powerful monsters among the 12th level. On the Nightmare Mountains
The famous magician killer - Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard.
Medellin flew into the sky, and suddenly only Ma Sen was left around. The ghost-patterned demon leopard rushed out of the cave, and the first thing he saw was naturally him.
"Roar!" A roar was heard, and the ghost-patterned demon leopard's body brought up an afterimage in the air, and rushed towards Ma Sen like black lightning.
"Help... you've got the wrong person!" Ma Sen shouted in panic, but the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard had no time to listen to its explanation. For a monster like it, humans are all the same. As long as it can be filled with food,
As long as his belly is fine, who cares whether he is fat or thin?
At a distance of tens of meters, the ghost-patterned demon leopard almost passed by and rushed in front of Ma Sen in an instant.
Ma Sen quickly cast a Slowness spell, followed by a Swiftness spell on himself, and then ran away, leaving a ninth-level magician to deal with the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard. What a joke is this old guy kidding!
Lin Li took a look at it from a distance and knew that Ma Sen was in serious trouble.
Slowness and swiftness are used alternately, using distance in exchange for time. This fighting method is somewhat effective against monsters below level ten. When used to deal with monsters as high as level twelve like the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard, it is almost as if you are attacking its claws yourself.
It makes no difference if you give it away.
Ma Sen had just ran a dozen steps when he saw a red light flash in the eyes of the ghost-patterned demon leopard.
Immediately afterwards, an angry roar came from behind.
Before Ma Sen could understand what was going on, he suddenly felt a lightness under his feet, as if he had stepped on mud. Before he had even taken a few steps, half of his legs had sunk into the ground.
In addition to its lightning-like speed and poisonous claws, the most powerful thing about the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard is its innate proficiency in dark magic.
Just one blow to corrupt the earth brought great misfortune to Ma Sen.
In a panic, Ma Sen couldn't care less, and opened his mouth to chant a rapid spell.
Mason swore that he had never done anything so exciting in his life.
A ghost-patterned demon leopard rushed from the front like lightning, but he had to stand in the mud and chant a spell.
At that moment, Mason's heart really jumped out of his chest.
The blue and faint claws had almost reached Masen's chest, and he finally finished chanting the last spell...
"Peng!"
A muffled sound spread all around. With the strength of Ma Sen, a ninth-level magician, the power of the repelling spell was absolutely impressive. All he heard was that the spell was broken, and the ghost-patterned demon leopard was knocked out more than ten meters away. At the same time,
One of Mason's legs was finally pulled out of the mud, and then the guy ran away without even thinking...
Ma Sen's shameless behavior fell into the eyes of the three people, and they all shook their heads in unison. This guy was really unenterprising. He had no choice but to run away during the entire battle, but facing the lightning-fast Ghost Pattern Demon
Leopard, what's the use of running away?
The pain caused by the repelling technique completely angered the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard.
"Roar--!"
This roar was shrill and long, and almost everyone felt that a strange wave of magic was surging around them.
Amidst the shrill roar, Ma Sen suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from his feet, followed by a tight squeeze. Before he could understand what was going on, he had completely lost his balance and fell straight to the ground.
, the fall was sudden and heavy, and at the moment of falling down, Ma Sen felt that his whole face had been smashed.
When he turned around in a panic, Ma Sen was frightened out of his wits on the spot. He clearly saw a white bone arm sticking out from the soft earth, grasping his ankle tightly.
…
"It's over!" At that moment, there was only one thought in Mason's mind.
Then he saw the demon leopard with black markings all over its body swooping up...
But Ma Sen waited for a long time, but he didn't get the tearing pain he imagined.