With the trial platform as the center, there are two columns of teams lined up in the east and west of the stage, which are the teams that have signed up for magic and martial arts; Although there was a lot of distance between people in the queue, I don't know if there were too many people who came to sign up or some people who were too enthusiastic, and the people waiting in line unconsciously began to talk. The sound of rustling echoed in the empty venue, giving people a feeling of depression and making people unconsciously irritable.

"Uncle Hong, when do you say we have to wait in line-" Half an hour later, Lan Feng, who was standing with a little numb legs, began to complain to Ah Hong behind him.

Although it was moving slowly, it was clear that the ranks were constantly growing—compared to the number of people who signed up to learn martial arts, it was a lot shorter.

"Otherwise, let's go learn martial arts, Uncle Hong?" Lan Feng looked at the team ten feet away, stretched out his hand, pointed there and said, "Look how fast it is there!" ”

"Oh? Young master, didn't the lord of the mansion always teach you to be patient? ”

Ah Hong looked at the complaining blue wind in front of him, and couldn't help but smile slightly, thinking that he was a child after all, active and naughty, and didn't like this kind of quiet waiting.

"Haha, young master, why are you so impatient?" Ah Hong unconsciously wanted to make fun of Lan Feng in his heart, "Aren't you often holding a book in the mansion and reciting 'Tranquility - Zhiyuan'?" ”

As he spoke, Ah Hong stretched out his right hand to hold the book, then stroked his chest with his left hand, raised his head, made a gesture of chanting to the book, closed his eyes, and whispered in a tone of intoxication with an intoxicated expression of "affection", "Ah-tranquility-Zhiyuan-"

Silence, absolute silence. The originally bustling team suddenly became surprisingly quiet, and all eyes were on Ah Hong, who was performing "affectionately".

"Flutter-" I don't know who couldn't help but laugh first, and then the laughter spread like a wave.

"Ahaha, that strong guy is so interesting......"

"yes, yes......"

"Haha, stupid big ......"

“……”

Laughter came into his ears one after another, and Ah Hong's body first stiffened, then his eyes rolled, his face turned red, and then he retracted his movements and stood up solemnly.

"Ahem-ahem," Ah Hong blushed, his right hand was half clenched into a fist, against his nose, and coughed embarrassedly twice, then turned his head and said to Lan Feng seriously: "Young master, you can't be so naughty!" ”

"Uncle Hong, you ......" Lan Feng looked at Ah Hong dumbfounded, feeling that his thinking was a little messy.

Looking at Ah Hong's "wonderful" performance, Lan Feng's original irritable mood was better, but the eyes and small voices of the people around him made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Quiet!" A shout suddenly rang out in the hall.

The laughter in the hall suddenly calmed down.

Lan Feng followed the prestige, only to see a silver old man in a silver robe standing up on the originally empty trial platform at some point.

"Please sign up quietly and wait, don't be impatient." The old man's voice clearly reached the ears of everyone present, and the majestic voice echoed in the venue, making people's ears buzz.

After speaking, the old man slowly glanced at the crowd with his eyes half-open.

Somehow, as far as the old man's gaze could see, everyone lowered their heads as if they had made a mistake.

"Hmm!" As soon as he made eye contact with the old man, Lan Feng felt a strong pressure covering his body, and his mind was also a little dizzy, but it was not obvious. Feeling the pressure around him, Lan Feng looked at the old man a little stubbornly.

Looking at Lan Feng's gaze, the light in the old fold flashed in his eyes, and a trace of horror flashed on his face, then he nodded and looked away with a smile.

After looking away, Lan Feng felt that the pressure around his body disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Staring at the old man, Lan Feng couldn't help but be a little curious about who this old man was and when he walked to the stage.

Just thinking about it, suddenly Lan Feng clearly felt the old man's body tremble slightly—although it was very short, Lan Feng still caught it.

"What's going on?" Looking at the old man, Lan Feng frowned, thinking to himself with some puzzlement.

"No, no, no?" Lan Feng, who was thinking about it, stared at the trial platform and suddenly exclaimed.

"Gone? What's missing, young master? Ah Hong, who was beside him, heard Lan Feng exclaiming, lowered his head, and asked with some curiosity.

"Uncle Hong, look." Blue Wind stretched out his hand and pointed at the trial stand.

Ah Hong looked in the direction pointed by Lan Feng's small hand - on the trial platform, the old man who was standing there had disappeared.

"Yes, a space magician." Ah Hong looked in the direction of Lan Feng's finger and whispered, "Besides, I'm afraid it's still a magus." ”

"What? A space magister? After hearing this, Lan Feng's eyes were full of surprise, and at the same time, there was a little envy of the light - the space system, known as the most inscrutable strange magic, and also one of the most difficult to cultivate; Although the direct attack power of spatial magic is in the middle and lower reaches of all kinds of magic, its flexible skills and strange and varied attack methods are difficult to resist.

In the magic level, a mage from level one to level four is only commensurate with a mage, while level five to seven has the title of a mage, and only when he reaches level eight or above is he qualified to be called a mage - a mage master's position in the Tianxing Great 6 is absolutely important, even the average nobleman is difficult to compare, after all, even a mage who has just reached the eighth level can turn the tide of the small thousand-man battle with his own strength as long as he ensures his complete safety. As a result, the Magister has become the object of great empire efforts; At the same time, it is precisely because of the powerful ability of the Magus that determines the difficulty of its cultivation and the small number of them - Ah Hong can be sure that the entire Tianxing Great 6 will never exceed three hundred.

The presence of a magus for no apparent reason was enough to surprise everyone.

"Uncle Hong, how did you tell that he was a magister?"

Lan Feng turned his head in surprise, stared at Ah Hong, and asked with some disbelief.

"What kind of person is your Uncle Hong, although he doesn't have much knowledge, but he will know a lot," Ah Hong smiled, his expression looked a lot more relaxed, and he seemed to be relieved from the predicament just now; Then, Ah Hong narrowed the corners of his mouth, bent down, and held Lan Feng's shoulder to explain: "A magician without the support of fighting spirit can make such a shocking sound, and there is only a reason for the magic array to amplify it, and among the many systems of magic, I am afraid that only the space system amplification circle has such an effect, just now he disappeared, it should be the space system's teleportation magic, right?" ”