The young man who ran out of Mage Anthony's Tower looked to be only about twenty years old. He was wearing a simple mage robe, but a thick and exquisite magic book hanging on his waist showed that this young man's identity and net worth were not the same.
Normally. Hao Ren thought it was an elf at first: after all, this place was close to the Elf King's City, but after taking a closer look, he found that the other person was a human - because the other person did not have the iconic long ears of elves.
Of course, the more important reason is that elves should not be so ugly...
The expression on this young man's face when he ran out of the mage tower was as if he was being chased by a ferocious beast. His face looked like he was on the verge of collapse after being tortured for many days. And in this place, he is qualified to be called a "teacher"
, obviously only the owner of the mage tower, Anthony J. Alfonso.
Hao Ren was stunned when he saw this scene. Then he thought of the "quirks" mentioned by Galadra. He looked at the young man with a strange look in his eyes. Lily next to him was even more curious and thoughtful.
The mouth is faster than the brain. The Husky girl muttered to May at that time: "What did that guy named Anthony do to this guy... Do you think I'm thinking wrong?"
Wuyue hiccupped and blew bubbles while nodding along: "Hiccup, I must have thought wrongly. In fact, I also thought wrongly, but maybe we didn't think wrongly."
Hao Ren immediately rolled his eyes at the siren girl: "Isn't drinking seven or eight pounds of dish soap enough to decontaminate you?"
However, in fact, he also thought wrongly...
Galadra was confused as he listened to the strange conversations of several people around Hao Ren. Just as he was about to explain something, a figure covered in wind, thunder and lightning jumped down from a balcony on the upper floor of the mage tower.
After the astonishing wind and thunder elemental power around this figure dissipated, Hao Ren saw that he was an old man wearing a black starry wizard robe with a white beard and a majestic face. The old man landed in front of the young man who escaped from the tower.
, he punched the staff on the ground hard - in the name of Raven 12345, the stick weighed at least thirty kilograms visually - and then shouted like thunder: "The road to pursuing power is full of difficulties and obstacles, didn't you already know that!
That day you jumped off the green wood cliff in pursuit of strength, are you going to give up now?"
The young man burst into tears: "How many times have I told you that I accidentally dropped it!!"
"Oh, then I remembered it wrong. The one who took the initiative to jump off the cliff was my last apprentice..." The majestic old man touched his beard and suddenly realized, and then his face became stern again, "Then you also said that you want to pursue power!"
"I didn't understand the situation at the time!" The young man's tears really came down this time. "I fell off a cliff and met a master hermit, and he also took the initiative to teach me ancient magic. I have read two knight novels.
Everyone must have knelt down..."
Galadrall suddenly interjected: "After kneeling down, he will throw you more than two hundred textbooks and ten years of exercise books, right? Another poor kid who was fooled - how can there be a class of heroes in the world?
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Only then did the young man notice that there was a group of strangers standing next to him: just now, all his attention was attracted by his terrible cheap teacher. If Galadra hadn't made a sound, he would not have turned his head this way.
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"Ah. Galadra, and Hao Ren - I have seen your holographic image," the majestic old man suddenly smiled when he saw Galadra and his entourage. He raised his heavy staff and shook it.
"The others should be Hao Ren's assistants. You are a famous team."
Hao Ren met the old mage and quickly explained: "Ah ha, I can't say he is an assistant. These are all friends. They are all friends."
The other people in Hao Ren's team were still a little confused about the situation at this time. However, they still greeted the old wizard one by one. Galadra waved his hand: "Okay, okay, everyone is here, so don't work on you."
That's a little hobby, look at this unlucky child being tortured by you... let him go."
The young man looked at the group of strangely dressed people in front of him in confusion. Although he didn't know the origins of these people who were able to talk and laugh with the most powerful wizard in the world, he still heard the meaning of amnesty from Galadra's words.
When I came, I suddenly looked hopeful.
"Okay, okay, let's go," Anthony waved to the young man impatiently, "You will regret it in the future - just the thirty sets of exercises you have completed will make you a member of the court in the future.
Master, Dangdang. But don’t ever think of coming to me again to ask for the rest of the question bank!”
The young man was not thinking about the rest of the question bank at this time. When he heard the old mage speak, he ran away without a trace like a runaway Lily: It's really hard for a legal professional to run so fast in a robe.
, if he can maintain his physique, he will at least be a master of both magic and martial arts.
Anthony waited for the other party to run away and sighed, stroking his beard and muttering: "Isn't it no longer popular to see the old man with the white beard under the cliff?"
"If you really want to recruit a disciple, can you choose a more normal method?" Galadra raised his eyebrows. "I think you are actually just doing it for fun, right?"
Anthony spread his hands: "I do want to have some fun, but besides having fun, I still want to find an apprentice seriously. I'm quite short of manpower right now."
As he said that, he stroked his beard and started thinking: "You said that I will find someone to get a magic bracelet in two days, and then I will get in and throw the bracelet outside on the street. Can I meet the destined person?"
At this time, Lily, the most active thinker in Hao Ren's team, finally succeeded in catching up with the old mage's radio wave. She immediately jumped up and shouted: "Old man! The old man with the white beard in the bracelet is not popular anymore!"
Anthony was surprised: "What's popular?"
"Nowadays, the people who live in rings and bracelets are usually cute girls..." Lily clasped her fingers, "And the people you meet when jumping off the cliff are not the grandfathers, but usually the grandfather's grave - just dig the grave to teach the skills, there is no need
How cost-effective it is to have a master who needs support."
Anthony actually thought about it seriously: "The second way is unreliable. I just came here to find an apprentice. The first one...Garadra, are you free recently? You can still wear makeup..."
Galadra sprayed a breath of dragon breath on the great sage's face: "So are you finished?"
Hao Ren stood by and listened to the whole process dumbfounded. At this time, he finally understood what was going on: it turned out that this was Prosecutor Anthony's "hobby"!
This person’s hobby is to be the grandpa under the cliff, the grandpa in the ring, the grandpa in the bracelet, and the grandpa who teaches others the tasks under various circumstances!
Coupled with what Galadrol said just now, he can be considered to know what happened to the young man who fled just now, and it is not surprising that others would be fooled: after falling off the cliff, he met a gawker.
The master hermit who has only a few days to live says he wants to teach you the Kung Fu. When you find out it's the world-famous great sage Anthony, who wouldn't be tempted... But usually the realistic part of a story ends here.
People generally don't pay attention to the specific process of this old man teaching you the skills. Therefore, the protagonists of the story have to go through three years of casting spells and five years of simulation, rafting 10,000 volumes of questions, and sprinting for 100 days.
Will be ignored subconsciously...
Until they actually fall on your head, and then you will recall the horror of being dominated by exercise books.
Of course everyone was speechless after everyone understood it, but the upright Yizhaks still had some opinions: "How can a person who shrinks from such a difficulty become a great person? It's just some exercises. At least if we demons want to gain
Strength will not be afraid of this kind of challenge, right girl?"
He lowered his head and glanced at Elizabeth. The little devil's face suddenly turned pale and he hid behind Hao Ren...
Galadreau shook his head: "In fact, it's not just exercises. Anthony pays attention to practice to gain true knowledge - anyway, this is what he requires of his apprentices."
Anthony rubbed his beard: "It's just a few experiments, you won't necessarily get hurt, and even if you get hurt, you won't necessarily die, and it's not like you can't be resurrected if you die. With me protecting you, can you really be in danger? They just can't bear the hardship.
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Hao Ren was sweating as he listened: "Listen to the description, this is dangerous enough!"
"Let's not talk about this for now," Anthony finally came to his senses. He smiled and waved to Hao Ren, "Come with me, let's talk about that 'Yugudora Hill', it gives us this
It caused a lot of trouble, but fortunately, it finally stopped, and I temporarily shielded it with an astral barrier to prevent others from seeing it, but I must say... that thing is really big."
"It's not 'it', but 'he'." The translation plug-in Galadra used was based on dragon language. She heard the mistake in Anthony's wording, so she corrected, "According to Hao Ren, that's
A kind of ultra-life called the 'eldest son', possesses extremely high intelligence and a demigod-like soul, and cannot be treated as a monster."
"Okay, 'him'," Anthony smiled, raising his hand and pointing to his mage tower, "Come on, welcome to visit my home."
(I recommend a new comedy book, "The Concentration Camp of the Great God". Although it is young, it is mainly for the lightheartedness of this book. There are not many lighthearted and entertaining books these days...) (To be continued.)