When I came to the registration office, the students who had been queuing up here had already chosen to leave, and only one old magician remained here. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The conflict between the necromancer and Alex seemed to have affected the elderly magician at all, and the old magician was groggy and looked very sleepy. Looking at the old magician's appearance, Solo couldn't bear to disturb the old magician's sleep, but helplessly, Solo needed to participate in the freshman competition.

"Master Magician, wake up, wake up!" Solo shouted, respecting the old magician. Solo didn't know the strength of the old magician, but Solo thought that if he could practice magic for a lifetime, then the old magician should still have some strength, otherwise, the old magician would not stay here without care.

The old magician opened his eyes, like an old man who had just woken up, and looked at Solo standing in front of him, his eyes confused.

Tremblingly, he took out a form and handed it to Solo, the speed was very slow, and the slow movement of the old magician made Solo very helpless. But looking at the seriousness of the old magician's expression, Solo did not say anything, but waited silently.

Solo didn't choose to take the form from the old magician, he knew that even if he chose to do so, he would be rejected by the old magician. This matter is the old magician's job, he is very serious, choosing to take the form from the old magician's hand will only make him feel pitied, Solo respects the old magician's work.

"Fill it in!" said the old magician.

Solo nodded, picked up the magic pen on the table, and began to write on the form, filling it out very carefully, he knew that he could not make the slightest mistake. There are not many things to fill in on the form, more personal information, such as how to tie it and what level of magician. After all, the strength of the freshmen is uneven, and it is impossible for a first-level mage to fight against a mage who is stronger than himself.

Solo is a third-level magician, so naturally he can only fight with a third-level magician, but after entering the finals, he will not restrict the freshmen from fighting with those of the same level as themselves. It's just that at that time, the third-level magician should be the mainstream, and due to the existence of magic compression, it is not easy to break through the fourth-level magician.

Handing back the completed form, the old magician took it, signed his name on it, and then whispered: "You have completed the registration, this is your number plate in the competition, just come to the competition tomorrow." ”

With that, the old magician closed his eyes again and fell into a lethargic state again. Seeing the old magician like this, Solo can only say the word 'service', is the old magician the reincarnation of the god of sleep?

Looking at the number plate in his hand, Solo could see the number on it, "333", a good number.

Looking back at the location of the magic mentor Alex and the necromancers, Solo found that they had chosen to leave, the huge undead creatures had disappeared, and the central square of the academy was restored to the scene when Solo came.

I was extremely shocked in my heart, the disappearance of the necromancer and Alex, and Solo didn't even notice it in the slightest. The huge undead creature disappeared, but there was a lot of movement, but despite this, Solo did not notice it in the slightest.

One thought after another appeared in his mind, and Solo realized that there should be someone stronger to make a move, otherwise, he would not have been unaware of it.

Thinking of this, Solo breathed a sigh of relief, left the central square without the slightest nostalgia, and headed towards the area where the undead department was located.

In the central square, many students began to line up again, and they also needed to register, but the slow movements of the old magician made them very helpless. Simply, many students took a form directly from the old magician and filled it out by themselves, and after filling it out, they left it directly on the old magician's desk.

Seeing this scene, the old magician was not angry, but the forms filled out by these students did not get the number plates they deserved.

Returning to the area where the undead department is located, the familiar cold aura made Solo smile slightly, and after eating, Zolo's body increased by another hundred and fifty points, which made Solo very satisfied.

"Flesh: 1159. ”

The rapid enhancement of the physical body made Solo very satisfied, but the ensuing changes also made Solo very troubled.

The surge in power made it difficult for Solo to control, and every time he ate, Andrew needed to prepare several bowls for Solo, and there were already quite a few bowls that were crushed by Solo. And Andrew is not how to control Solo's power, the power of ogres is innate, and there will be no situation like Solo's.

Therefore, if he wants to control his skyrocketing power, Solo can only rely on himself.

Now, Solo is going to make a few sandbags and tie them around himself, which might help. In his previous life, Solo was just an ordinary college student who only knew push-ups, sit-ups, squats and other exercises.

Now, having come to the otherworldly continent, Solo can only use a dead horse as a live horse doctor, what if it is useful?

So, after making a few punching bags, Solo began his own experiment, push-ups, a thousand first!

Zoro, whose body has reached the level of a third-level warrior, doesn't know how powerful he is, he only knows that he is much stronger than before, and now Solo also wants to use the training methods of his previous life to know how powerful his body is.

After a thousand push-ups, Solo's face was covered with sweat, but his body was not the slightest tired, but he felt very comfortable and energetic.

Sit-ups, a thousand, squats, a thousand times......

After trying all the exercises he knew, Solo found that these exercises were not very useful to him, which made Solo very helpless. At the same time, Solo's heart was full of curiosity, and he was curious about how the warriors in this world cultivated.

"Collect physical exercises!" The cold voice of the system came, which surprised Zoro.

Opening the system, Solo was able to see that there was an additional 'physical training' skill on his personal-level skills, which made Solo full of doubts.

"System, what's the matter with the skill of physical training?" Calling for the system in his heart, Solo asked the doubts in his heart.

"It was collected from the way the host exercised the body just now, and it was generated after optimization, and the system calculated that the optimized 'physical exercise' was of great help to the host. ”

Hearing the explanation of the system, Solo was overjoyed, and the system was really powerful.