"Let go of me!" Ma Sen struggled desperately, but how could he earn it past Lin Li, that was a real blacksmith grandmaster, with the strength that could only be exercised by thousands of strikes with a hammer, not to mention that Ma Sen was a magician, even if he was a warrior, he might not be able to break free from Lin Li's hands.

"Brother Masen, forget it, ......" Lin Li was about to persuade him, but suddenly saw a group of people in black robes walking into the guild hall, looking at almost a dozen from a distance, among them, the other person was wearing a robe and holding a magic staff, looking more than forty years old, looking dignified, from between the eyebrows, it was vaguely familiar.

Lin Li thought about it, but he 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 sound was not loud, but it was clear to everyone's ears.

The guild hall, which was originally a little noisy, suddenly fell silent with this sentence.

"Now I declare that the trial has officially begun." There were no extra kind words, and the first sentence of the middle-aged man went straight to the point: "I have eight nameplates in my hand, you come up and get them yourself, and then read the number on them clearly, and go to your own trial master." ”

As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, a group of young magicians surrounded him, and the guild hall, which had just quieted down, suddenly became noisy again.

"I'll go." Masson took the lead in squeezing the crowd, and after a while, this guy squeezed out a little dejectedly: "The hands and feet are too slow, and this is the only piece left." ”

"......" Lin Li thought to himself, it's not about grabbing eggs, what does it matter if you take it first and then take it?

"Ferry, it's Six!"

As soon as Ma Sen's words fell, Lin Li saw a short and thin old man with a goatee walking over, he was also wearing a black mage robe, it seemed that he should be the trial mentor of the sixth group.

"Those two cunning little ones, and that ...... Come here, that idiot! The old man with a goatee shouted from afar.

"Who does he call a fool?" Masson asked in a low voice, but neither of them ignored him...... Lin Li and Ou Ling buried their heads in the past, leaving only Ma Sen stunned.

"Idiot, can't you come yet?" The old man shouted again, and this time, Masson 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 glared, trying to make himself look more vicious, but the goatee betrayed him, and such an expression could only make him obscene: "This trial, I made a bet with people, you three little guys, I don't care what your strength is, in short, you must enter the qualifying match, if I lose the bet, you will be unlucky, understand?" ”

"Understood...... the three of them swallowed their saliva in unison, and they had already cursed in their hearts, what kind of bird feather trial instructor ...... "Be louder!"

"Got it!"

"Good, but before I can help me win the bet, I need to see how strong you little ones are." After saying this, Medellin's gaze swept over Lin Li and Ou Ling's faces again, and he added solemnly: "Attention, it's the real strength!" ”

The meaning of the sentence "......" can be understood even by a fool, how can Lin Li not understand, he just doesn't understand, how does this obscene old man named Medellin see through him? The magic concealment potion is a high-grade formula, and after drinking it, even Gray can't see through his true magic level.

"Isn't that weird?" This obscene old man is like being able to read minds, as soon as Lin Li had this idea in his heart, he had already asked with a smile, and then without waiting for Lin Li to answer, he said to himself: "Because when I participated in the trial, I did the same thing." ”

“……”

"Okay, you three little ones, if you have any questions, ask quickly, and if it's okay, I'll take you to an interesting place."

………… This is the Nightmare Mountains, the most dangerous place around Orana.

Standing in front of a dark cave, Medellín pointed to the cave and said with an understated expression: "It seems that there is a kitten living in it, and I will find a way to lure it out later, and then you will go up one by one to see who can kill it." ”

"I'll come first!" Listening to Medellin's words, Masson was eager to try.

"Okay, then you come first." When the old man said this, his goatee shook with laughter, and by the time Masson understood, he had already gone 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 in front and one behind, as fast as two sharp arrows, and they shot out of the cave with two "whoosh" sounds.

"Masson, it's your turn!" As soon as Medellin came out of the cave, it was immediately a levitation technique, and the whole person floated into the air, leaving Masson stunned...... Looking at those blood-red eyes, Ma Sen really had a dead heart, this and this...... This is what the old guy said about kittens? What a cat, you're a big fucking watermelon...... As a ninth-level magician, Ma Sen really never dreamed that one day he would face a twelfth-level demonic beast alone, and this is one of the most powerful demonic beasts among the twelve-level, the famous magician killer on the Nightmare Mountain Range-Phantom Demon Leopard.

Medellin flew into the sky, and suddenly there was only one person left around, and the ghostly demon leopard rushed out of the cave, and the first thing he saw was naturally only him.

"Roar!" A roar was heard, and the body of the Demon Leopard brought up an afterimage in the air, and pounced on Mason like black lightning.

"Help...... You're looking for the wrong person! Ma Sen shouted in a panic, but how could the Demon Leopard have time to listen to its explanation, for a monster like it, human beings are all the same, as long as they can fill their stomachs, what does it matter if he is fat or thin?

At a distance of tens of meters, the Phantom Demon Leopard almost swept by, and pounced in front of Ma Sen in an instant.

Ma Sen hurriedly released a sluggish technique, followed by a swift technique on himself, and then ran away, letting a ninth-level magician deal with the ghostly demon leopard, what kind of joke is this old guy!

Lin Li looked at it from a distance and knew that Ma Sen was going to be bad.

The alternating use of the Slow Technique and the Swiftness Technique, using distance to gain time, this kind of combat method is still a bit effective against demonic beasts below level ten, and it is used to deal with demonic beasts as high as level twelve like the Phantom Demon Leopard, which is no different from sending it under its claws.

Ma Sen had only just run a dozen steps when he saw a red light flash in the eyes of the Demon Leopard.

This was followed by an angry roar from behind him.

Before Masson could understand what was going on, he suddenly felt a light step on his feet, as if he had stepped on top of the mud, and before he could take a few steps, half of his leg had sunk into the ground.

In addition to its lightning-like speed and poisonous claws, the most powerful thing about the Demon Leopard is that it is naturally proficient in dark magic.

Just a blow to the corrupted earth made Masson fall into bad luck, and in a panic, Masson couldn't care about it so much, and opened his mouth to chant a hurried spell.

Masson swore he had never done anything so exciting in his life.

A ghostly leopard swooped down like lightning in front of him, but he had to stand in the mud and chant a spell.

At that moment, Masson's heart really jumped out.

The blue claws had almost reached Marson's chest, and he had finally finished chanting the last mantra...... "Peng!" ”

A muffled sound spread all around, with the strength of Ma Sen's ninth-level magician, the power of the repulsion technique used was absolutely considerable, and he only heard the spell drink through, and the ghost pattern demon leopard was shot out more than ten meters away, and at the same time, one of Ma Sen's legs was finally pulled out of the mud, and then this guy didn't even think about it, and fled directly...... Ma Sen's shameless behavior fell into the eyes of the three of them, and they all shook their heads in unison, this guy is really too unenterprising, the whole battle is to flee or flee, but in the face of the lightning-fast ghostly demon leopard, what's the use of escaping?

The pain caused by the repulsion technique completely angered the Ghost Leopard.

"Roar!"

The roar was so terrible and long that almost everyone could feel a strange wave of magic surging around them.

In the terrible roar, Masson suddenly felt a sharp pain under his feet, followed by a tight, before he could understand what was going on, the whole person had completely lost his balance, and he threw himself straight to the ground, this fight fell sharply and hard, and at the moment of falling, Masson simply felt that his whole face had been broken.

And when he turned back in a panic, Ma Sen was even more frightened on the spot, and he clearly saw that a white Sensen's bone arm stretched out from the soft earth, and he was holding his ankle tightly at this time...... "It's over!" At that moment, there was only one thought in Masson's mind.

Then he saw the demon leopard, which was covered with black markings, pounce on it...... But Masson waited for a long time, and he didn't wait for the tearing pain as he imagined.

All he waited for was two words.

"Idiot!"

(To be continued)