"Dragon Wen Syllables? You have the same dragon blood as that girl Huo Biwei? This is beyond my imagination. Mythological survivors are not common these days..." Master Damon frowned, sighing deeply for not being able to blackmail a treasure.
Take a breath:
"Let's go in and see which school suits you. A self-taught wild witch like you shouldn't have the chance to contact a school of magic and find a path that suits your concentration, right?"
Qu Yun was suddenly startled when she heard this.
Under normal circumstances, it is possible to use dragon syllable magic only if you are a true dragon or a inheritor of dragon blood. As a human, she can perfectly reproduce alien magic by relying on her auditory talent and evolved vocal organs.
The situation can be described as auspicious.
In this way, Sister Longnu has always thought that she is related to her by blood. Is it because of this? Looking at her majestic appearance, it is clear that the dragon bloodline is a certainty. Except for the failed attempts to leave the map, the candidates have evolved
Every organ must have its role.
As the leader of Kyushu, Sister Longnu must have enough points to fix it even if something goes wrong in her evolution. So her big tail, which has no other purpose than to show off her cuteness, must be natural.
Thinking of this, an inexplicable sense of crisis arises spontaneously.
The reason why Jiuzhou has been tolerant and tolerant to them from the beginning should just be because of Dragon Girl's need for her bloodline. If Sister Dragon Girl knew that she did not have dragon bloodline, would she still treat her as before?
Unknowingly, Qu Yun's first consideration was not the safety after losing her asylum, but the impact of this incident on the emotional relationship between the two. This is really not like her before. It is obvious that Qu Yun has become better than when she first entered the game.
It's much more humane.
This is completely opposite to the effect that most candidates experience on their character in the game. It has to be said that this guy is destined to be an anomaly no matter where he goes.
At first glance, the design of the third auditorium looks a bit like a lecture theater in a university. But the stairs are not only on the ground, but also on the ceiling. There are rows of desks and chairs similar to boxes placed on a suspended platform in mid-air, in the shape of an inverted staircase with the bottom
The stepped desks correspond like reflections.
The place near the door is the lowest, and the place near the podium is the highest. There is no entrance to a higher level above, so students obviously have to fly up and sit on their own.
Such a design doubles the utilization of the same space, which cannot be said to be ingenious. It is a pity that none of the freshmen entering the classroom can fly up on a broomstick. Even if there were, they probably would not dare to do such an abrupt thing.
Take action.
The blue-robed old mage Damon walked onto the podium, threw a crystal ball into the air and suspended it. His tone was full of impatience, and he spoke concisely:
"Welcome to Blood Candle Castle. You can sit here and you have obviously passed the entrance exam. There are only two things you need to do to come to this classroom. First, you need to pass a simple feather test to show your talents.
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As the old mage narrated, the five senior students, including Seth, each moved a high stool and stood on the podium. They placed a ball of gorgeous soft cushions on the stools in front of them, and each soft cushion
There is a colorful and dazzling palm-sized feather on the pad.
Qu Yun didn't know what kind of feathers it was, but she wanted to see it. It would be nice to imagine keeping that colorful big thing in Yunshang Pavilion with Cerberus as a companion. Next to her, Kangsni
The little tongue moves back and forth on the lips.
"Perhaps many people are familiar with this basic test, but all of you must take it again here. Don't bother, because I want to end this boring test more quickly than any of you. But the academy has regulations,
The masters need to see your performance to choose their favorite disciples,"
Master Damon said and pointed to the suspended crystal ball: "You can come on stage to conduct the trial at will. Each of you only has one chance. My five disciples will help record your results and report the results to the crystal ball.
Please be careful not to compete, and if someone does not come on stage at the end, the academy will only treat you as a failure in the trial.
No master will be happy to accept an apprentice who has not shown any talent. Even if you are forced to be assigned by the academy in the end, believe me, your instructor will not spend much effort on you."
Qu Yun curled her lips when she heard this. It seemed that the wretched old mage was obviously talking about himself. It was obvious that not all masters would give up on disciples without talent. Edna and Sister Longnu were typical counterexamples.
It happened that at this moment, the old mage glanced at Qu Yun in the back row as if unintentionally, giving her the illusion that her thoughts were penetrated: "Just in case someone doesn't understand the feather test, I will briefly explain it according to the regulations.
But please note that this is a trial of talent and a test of the affinity of arcane elements, so any spell is prohibited. If any of you have mastered the ability to recite spells silently to cheat and are discovered by me, then go with those
Waste that cannot cause any changes to the feathers will be considered a failed trial.
Now the trial begins! Don't waste my time, you, you, you... and you, that's right, you, come on stage to accept the test! Isn't it just to save time and end this boring trick early, sitting in the first row?
point!"
The last person chosen by Old Damon was a skinny little girl with a pair of bunny ears. It could be seen that she was very timid and almost cried when she walked on stage.
She was sitting in the first row obviously because she was timid and was afraid that she would be hurt by the falling gravel at the classroom door in the back row that was damaged by Kang Sini, so she hid in the farthest place, and she happened to be shot.
The girl lined up in front of Seth, her body trembling slightly as she tried to concentrate, but after dozens of seconds, nothing happened.
"Unqualified! Next one!" Seth reported loudly to the crystal ball.
A wishful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Ever since the two perverted little girls came from Damon's house last semester and snatched away the false reputation of his chief disciple as the number one genius, Seth had been worried about it and had trouble sleeping and eating.
If he hadn't been angry at such a skinny, pretty girl, how could he have provoked Qu Yun? Now that he saw such a deflated girl, he finally felt that the depression in his chest was relieved a little.
"No! I can do it! I did it when I was at home! But I was so nervous when I was suddenly called on. Uh-huh-huh..." The rabbit girl started sobbing on the podium.
"Ha, I forgot to mention it," Old Damon looked maliciously at his disciple pushing the new students off the stage, and added: "Each person only has thirty seconds. This is a test.
But Kung Fu allows you to practice slowly and find a good state."