When reading books in Blood Flame, Lan Feng has always only read fire-based magic books, and throws them aside if they are not fire-based, plus Yanfeng has not said much about other magic to Lan Feng, resulting in Lan Feng knowing very little about other magic systems except for fire.

“…… That's right," Wu Fei looked at Lan Feng and said eloquently, "What you said about the seven-system magic is correct, but in fact, there are others, such as the mutated magic of the fire system - thunder magic, the mutated magic of the water system - ice magic, in this way, the nine-series magic ...... on the main road"

"Alright, Fogfly." Listening to Wu Fei's explanation, Ying Ling frowned, and suddenly interrupted Wu Fei's words; Feeling that there might be something wrong with his reaction, he coughed lightly, turned around, and said in a low voice, "Let's go to class after eating, it's almost time." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the two to reflect, the two straightened up and walked towards the door of the restaurant.

“…… That's it for the magic division. Wu Fei shrugged his shoulders and said a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I was reckless." ”

"Huh? What's wrong? Lan Feng looked at the reaction of the two of them with straight eyes, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Let's go to class first, or it might be late." Wu Fei looked at Lan Feng's stunned appearance, just smiled slightly, reminded him in a low voice, and then stood up.

"Well, I don't know what's wrong." Lan Feng didn't think much about it, so he had to stand up, pick up the magic book on the table that was soaked with his own saliva, and fly out with the fog.

……

Sitting in the classroom, Lan Fengyi held his head with his hand, and he was still thinking about what Wufei said to himself in the morning: "...... Fire-based mutated magic-thunder-based magic......"

"Thunder magic...... I don't know what it looks like. Blue Wind muttered as he thought; Raising his head to look at the young teacher who was flying saliva on the podium, explaining the effects of first-level wind magic in a colorful voice, Lan Feng suddenly felt bored and unconsciously deserted.

“…… If I could use lightning magic...... I would kill this guy with a 'click'! Lan Feng imagined in his mind the scene of reciting the spell and killing the saliva-flying guy in front of him, and suddenly danced with his hands and feet.

"Blue Wind!"

The teacher who was lecturing heard Lan Feng talking to himself, and he was immediately displeased, but he was not good-tempered - after all, the people sitting below were all teenagers, and he was a person in his thirties who taught the children at will, and he couldn't save face, so he had to remind him out loud.

"Lan Feng, please be conscious, this is the classroom!" The middle-aged man looked at Lan Feng and reminded in a fierce voice.

"......" was a little in front of the class, and Lan Feng, who was distracted, hurriedly sat down, pretending to listen to the lecture seriously.

“…… So, this ......" was interrupted by Lan Feng, and the middle-aged man suddenly couldn't remember where he was talking about, and suddenly he was a little anxious, but the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't remember, so he had to turn the conversation and said in a loud voice: "Next, let me talk about the year-end competition of this college." ”

Hearing the three words of the year-end competition, the people sitting in the hall all sat up straight one by one, with an expectant expression on their little faces, and a look of eagerness to try - after all, the young man always wants to be in the limelight and be noticed.

“…… That's it. ”

The middle-aged man on the stage turned to the main topic after a solemn and solemn conference embellishment: "So, who wants to participate?" ”

Seeing that the children in the audience raised their hands one by one, eager to try, the middle-aged man suddenly laughed happily: "Since the students are willing to participate, let's test everyone's magic level first; Now let's stand in line outside the classroom, and I'll lead you to Magic Proving Ground No. 1 for testing."

After speaking, the middle-aged man walked to the door of the house and waved his hand, signaling everyone in the house to go outside.

……

"Wow, it's so big!" A group of children followed the middle-aged man to the No. 1 trial ground, and suddenly there were bursts of admiration.

"Hey, Blue Wind, look, what's that?" Lan Feng was turning his head to look around, and suddenly felt someone pull him; When he turned his head, he saw a little fat man beside him pulling the corner of his clothes, pointing to the distance, and looking at him with an excited expression on his fat face.

Raising his head, he followed the direction pointed by the little fat man, and saw that in the trial ground, which was several feet long and wide, nine pillars of different colors stood neatly there, roughly enclosing a circle, forming a relatively wide place; At the same time, if you look closely, you will see that the nine pillars are faintly emitting a faint light, which looks very strange from a distance.

When Lan Feng saw these nine pillars, his handsome little face was also full of excitement - his father once said that relying on items with magical attributes can form a corresponding magic array, and the nine pillars in front of him form a circle, then a magic array is formed in the circle; But magic really has many functions, although it can be determined that there is a magic array in front of him, but Lan Feng doesn't know what the function of this magic array is, so he shook his head and replied, "This, I don't know—"

"It looks really stylish!" Although I didn't know what these nine pillars were, it didn't affect the little fat man's interest, "It's the first time I've seen this kind of thing!" ”

The little fat man's sigh immediately attracted the attention of the people beside him, and for a while, more people in the team turned their eyes to the nine pillars not far away.

"Look, what's that?"

"Wow, so many colored pillars, they look so good."

“……”

There was a lot of admiration in the small team, especially a few little girls chattering together.

"Nine pillars......" Lan Feng looked at the pillars, and suddenly remembered Wufei's words in the morning: "...... Nine Magical ......"

"Yes, I see!" Lan Feng suddenly realized, clapped his hands, and said happily, "So that's what it means!" ”

"This one! I know! A proud-sounding voice came to the ears of the people; Following the voice, I saw a little boy in a silk robe with a pale yellow head looking proud, nodding his head incessantly, as if he understood something.

"Really? What is it? ”

"Yes, yes, quick, talk about it, Ziang."

As soon as the voice came out, the attention of a group of children was immediately attracted to it.

"This," the little boy named Ziang raised his head proudly, with a look of confidence and knowing everything, raised his hand, pointed to the pillar not far away, and said slowly and loudly: "These nine pillars represent the nine deans of this alliance academy in the past!" ”

"Ah, really?"

"It's really nine, it looks like it's real!"

"How do you know, Ziang?"

(End of chapter)