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To be honest, for Wang Yan's strength level, the C-level magic performance is lackluster.

Some instantaneous spells tend to be very low-powered. And some of the more lethal spells have to be chanted for a few seconds. That's a few seconds, Wang Yan can kill a few times back and forth.

It's no wonder that pure magicians are lacking in heads-up ability. The real power of a mage is when you team up with people. When a teammate can pin down an enemy, a mage can often burst into terrifying lethality.

Of course, weak heads-up ability also refers to low-level magicians. When the strength reaches A-level, or S-level legendary magicians. They have reached a level in their comprehension of the laws of heaven and earth, all kinds of magic can be at their fingertips, and tactical tactics are endless.

Some magic that contains the power of the law, and the lethality is comparable to that of a missile.

As a result, the lethality of the legendary magician is very strong. Otherwise, the magician would not have been suppressed by the Holy See for so many years, and the magician would still be alive and well. The only weakness of a mage is that his physical fitness is much worse than that of other professions.

Eastern Taoists are different, they pursue powerful Taoism at the same time, they will also strive to discover the power of their own physical body, and pay attention to the balanced development of spirit and body. Strictly speaking, Wang Yan's pure yang lineage also belongs to Taoism.

However, as a result, Taoism has a much smaller variety of spells than magic, and it is much more monotonous. Moreover, some authentic Taoists, when performing Taoism, rely more on magic weapons and talismans.

"Fireball Spell!", "Lightning Spell~", "Psychic Shock", "Spell Storm"

A series of spells, but it is dazzling. And magicians also advocate that knowledge is power, and magic can do everything.

The little fat man also took the stage to do some performances, but because his family was poor, he only focused on a few fire magic over the years, although the flowers were full and the flames were filled.

But compared to another C+ student, Wood, he is much worse in performance and appreciation.

That Wood has a family background, and he has a lot of magical equipment, and he has learned a lot. What stealth, acceleration, wind blade storm, magic torrent and other fancy tricks will be.

Even Wood performed a levitation spell to make himself fly successfully.

A-level powerhouses can already fly by all means. When it comes to flying, they don't care and feel used to it. But for junior magicians, or first-year freshmen, it's very shocking.

One of humanity's greatest dreams is to be able to fly. Although all kinds of aircraft are developed today, it is still very desirable to truly fly freely.

As a result, Wood's popularity in magic shows was so great that many people forgot about his greed for life and fear of death on the magic train. Many of the junior students stood up and applauded him.

Bob, the little fat man who returned to his seat, listened to the thunderous applause, and complained unconvinced: "It's just some juggling, his level of flotation is trembling in the air, and a random fireball can kill him." ”

Obviously, Bob the Fat Man is most interested in fire spells, and he is killed by a fireball at every turn.

It made Wang Yan doubt that this kid wouldn't be from the Fireball God Sect, right?

"Don't worry about the details. Wang Yan smiled and comforted, "I just saw that your flame magic attainments are very skillful." Keep practicing hard, and maybe you'll really become a child of the little flame. ”

"Really~ Muggle brother?" the little fat man was a little excited, but after thinking about it, a Muggle's encouragement was excited, and he couldn't help but sigh and said, "I'm really looking forward to the internship period coming soon, I must find a mission to go to Huaxia Kingdom, to meet the great idol in my heart, the Flame Child." I had to ask him to take a picture with me and sign an autograph. Woo~ It's so exciting to think about. ”

"If you want to sign it, I can sign it for you, and it's okay to take a group photo." Wang Yan touched his chin and said.

"Big Muggle, don't make a fuss, okay?" the little fat man was stunned and said with a sneer, "Although you are very handsome, big Muggle, there is still a gap between you and the Children of Flames." ”

"You haven't seen the Children of Flame. Wang Yan rolled his eyes and said, "Maybe I am." ”

"Don't make a fuss, it's mainly temperament. The little fat man spat at the mouth and boasted, "What kind of existence is that of the Children of Flame, that is a great hero who is high above and cannot be beaten." ”

"Come, come, Apostle Satan, we're fighting three hundred rounds. ”

"O great god of fire, please listen to my call and burn to death that dead shemale of Ampere Zongxiu. ”

"Your Highness, I'm sorry, I'm going to live up to your Highness's heart. Because, I already have the woman I love the most. ”

Seeing the little fat man learning the tone of the Flame Child's speech there, Wang Yan was about to vomit, why were these slogans and words so numb and disgusting?

When did Lao Tzu say such a second grade!? The reputation has been tarnished by you fans.

"Little fat man, you're in trouble. Suddenly, Wang Yan frowned slightly, and his eyes glanced in the direction of the sky.

"Trouble? Uncle Muggle, don't interrupt me...... Ah~" As the little fat man spoke, he looked up at the sky impatiently, and before he finished speaking, he froze on the spot.

I saw a Pegasus carriage in the sky, stepping on the clouds.

It was extremely fast, and in just a few seconds, it had landed more than 100 meters high.

Several horses pulling the flying carriage were tall, with black hair, and seemed to exude a suffocating and powerful aura. And the carriage also seems to have some Gothic dark style, exquisite workmanship, but with a hint of daunting atmosphere.

The black carriage was extremely unscrupulous and landed directly towards the square.

The students were a little confused, and the black pegasus cart often represented the evil black magician.

Dark mages represent destruction, destruction, and they like to work with the Demon Lords of other planes. He likes to play with the human soul and desecrate the human body. That's a bunch of bad guys who will stop at nothing in their quest for power and eternal life.

Even after death, they won't let you go.

Of course, these words are all about the Academy of Magic, instilling some concepts of dark magicians in the students. This is a warning to them not to degenerate into dark magicians. But there is no doubt that this actually increases the students' fear of the dark magician.

Many people have experienced the fear of the dark mage's attack on the magic train, and the timid have begun to scream.

"Silence!"

A majestic voice sounded, suppressing the students' impatience, and the fear in many people's hearts was dispelled in an instant.

Yes, with the legendary mage Dean Emmons here, what's there to fear about a black mage's carriage?

"Babbitt!"

Dean Emmons' voice resounded in the square, full of anger and questioning, "You are so bold, you dare to break into my Star Academy, are you going to seek death?" His words were majestic and murderous.

It's no wonder that Emmons has a strong sense of self-confidence, having been in business for thousands of years in the academy's home base. Even if a demigod-level powerhouse kills him, he will definitely not be pleased.

Babbitt?

Wang Yan frowned slightly, and a name came to his mind, "Dark Ode" Babbitt. According to the top-secret information of the National Africa Bureau, this guy is a very dangerous legendary black magician, and he has also established a dark magic school.

Fortunately, although he likes to practice dangerous black magic and has constant small evils, he has not committed major evils. As a result, even the Bright Sect was reluctant to provoke this guy, and turned a blind eye to many of his actions.

If you push a legendary dark mage into a hurry, God knows what he can do?

It is precisely because of this that once you cultivate to the S-level in this world, you are often not very likely to die as long as you don't die. No country or organization is willing to encircle and suppress an S-class without deep hatred.

Gu Sheng, who was killed by Wang Yan before, was because he took the initiative to jump out and die, thinking that he had eaten Wang Yan and insisted on picking up the tiger whiskers of the National Non-Bureau.

Otherwise, he will stay on his own territory honestly, even if he bullies men and women all day long, and no one will take care of him in the township.

"Hahaha~"

There was a burst of gloomy laughter, and a person stepped out of thin air in the pegasus carriage. He was holding a black staff, his whole body was shrouded in black robes, and the energy of black evil intent lingered around his body, "Emmons, how can I say it, he is also a student of the Star Academy. Come back and look at your alma mater, what's wrong?"

What the!?

The students exclaimed, many of them were descendants of magical families, and of course they had heard of the famous "Dark Songr". But I never thought that the famous dark legendary magician, "Dark Singer Babbitt", turned out to be from the Starry Sky Academy.

That's big news.

Even Wang Yan was slightly stunned, there was no news in the archives of the National Africa Bureau.

Emmons was furious, this guy actually used such words to cholera students, and immediately reprimanded: "Babbitt, since you have cultivated forbidden black magic, you are not from our Star Academy. And you killed my mentor, you are the enemy of our Star Academy. ”

Emmons was angry and disgusted, and the new semester began with a lot of students and the descendants of King Solomon. But disgusting things happened one after another, first the altar seal was loosened, and the terrible monster almost escaped, and then it was discovered that the Children of Flame had infiltrated the academy.

By now, Babbitt, the dark chanter, runs out disgusting.

Is this his own year of disaster?, Emmons wondered uncomfortably, and suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his precious granddaughter, and ran to the lower seat.

Belch...... Wait a minute~

My darling Lydia, why are you sitting next to that stinky boy of the Flame Child?

…… (To be continued.) )