There was an uproar all around, and many delicate and frail magicians glared at the four princes in horror, glaring at the hideous and terrifying wound in his palm.

It's not that he hasn't seen wounds, the ability of light magicians to treat external injuries is far stronger than that of modern medicine, and these people present have not seen a few strange wounds.

But now the injured person is the fourth prince, a noble royal family, just to make his companions eligible to participate in the assessment of light magicians, he actually scratched himself with his own hands!

Look at the wound, the hand is really ruthless, several layers of skin and flesh are pouted and turned out like a child's lips, the cyan blood vessels curl up next to the pale yellow veins, and the blood water flows down the palm prints, and it doesn't take long to gather on the ground into a puddle!

That's your own body, doesn't it really hurt? Everyone looked at the silent face of the four princes and felt that their skin was tight and their teeth were fighting, especially the girls who were born with the ability to empathize, and they sizzled their heads away, as if they were injured.

Qiao Zhengcun was so frightened that Huo Ran stood up, the bench fell to the ground with a "bang", and the other staff members next to him were also so frightened that their faces were blue and white, and they looked at each other, and no one dared to make a sound for a while.

Their fuss made Zhu Di a little impatient, frowned, turned his gaze to Zhu Biao again, and lightly ordered: "Cure it." ”

Zhu Biao commanded one action after another, although his face was as pale as paper, his hands moved quickly, his brain was a little dizzy, and he naturally used the gesture that had been proven in practice to be able to create the light element - and at the same time compared the middle fingers of both hands.

The ant-like discussion gradually calmed down after the fingertips overflowed the beam, and Zhu Biao's two middle fingers became the focus of the audience's attention, the beam was actually not obvious in the sun, but the wound on Zhu Di's palm was proof, everyone saw that the wound of the flesh/lip valgus closed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, the damaged tissue regenerated, the fibers were reorganized, and finally even the uneven scar shrank or even disappeared......

Zhu Di turned his palm sideways, and a pool of bright red residual blood fell to the ground, splashing a little ripple, the blood had not yet coagulated, and it seemed to still have the residual temperature of the human body, but his palm could no longer find the wound, and the skin was white and slightly bloody, and it turned back to smooth as jade.

"Boom", the crowd was in a collective uproar again, countless eyes eagerly stared at Zhu Biao, laymen looked at the lively insiders to watch the doorway, most of the present were current or future light magicians, all knew the essence of the mysterious packaging of light magic, such an injury seems to be easy to treat, but to cure so perfectly, so lightweight, and only spend so little time, it is not something ordinary people can do!

"That's amazing!" The girl from before looked at Zhu Biao with bright eyes, and then at her soft palm, "I can also heal his injuries, but...... But there's no way to be like him, as if he hasn't been hurt at all! ”

Her companion also muttered to himself, "So fast, no scar...... Why no scars! How did he do it!? ”

They have received systematic magic teaching, and know that the so-called light magic treats external injuries, and after years of research in modern medicine, its essence is to use light elements to stimulate the self-healing ability of human beings and help the human body repair damaged parts. For some of the more severe injuries, such as the rebirth of a severed limb or something, it is not actually rebirth at all, but the light element reads the memories in the human cells and copies the exact same limb.

So theoretically, the light element can restore the wound to its original appearance, but this is only theoretical! The broken end of the thread has to be knotted again, the torn dermis, the fat layer, and the uneven fracture of the muscle layer are impossible to connect normally, and the broken blood vessels and nerve endings are not connected to the other, and the epidermis on the most surface is very easy to recover as before, except for the lighter color, but the messy tissues at the bottom are still messy if you don't pay attention to it, which is also where modern medicine criticizes the magic of the light system, saying that they are the rotten cotton wool of the brocade bag - only care about the bright surface!

In order to avoid these drawbacks, the light magician must fully grasp the knowledge of human anatomy and medicine, and also need endless patience, like the seemingly child's play wound in the palm of the fourth prince, the light magician also scores at least three courses of treatment, an hour, and slowly sews it like embroidery, so that it can be cured without aftermath, it is possible, but it is possible, to cure the perfect effect similar to Zhu Biao......

But how much time did Zhu Biao take? One minute and sixteen seconds!

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, the light magicians would never have believed that any of them could create a miracle - an ability that transcends the structure of knowledge and common sense, can only be called a miracle, even if light magic, which has always been considered the most unscientific category of the unscientific magic system, will still distinguish between mediocre and excellent, and will be shaken by the real genius and the miracle born of him.

Qiao Zhengcun was trembling all over, his eyes couldn't see anyone other than Zhu Biao at all, he walked forward with trembling legs, wanting to get close to Zhu Biao, but was blocked by the table between the two, he didn't know how to get around the table for a while, he just kept walking forward, and was constantly blocked back......

"You ......" he stretched out his hand across the table to pull Zhu Biao's hand, and a broken voice squeezed out of his throat, "You...... Good...... Optical ......"

Zhu Biao looked up at the four princes at a loss, Zhu Di's eyebrows were still wrinkled, his lips were slightly pursed, and his cold expression became more and more impatient.

Neither of them paid attention to the people around them who were crazy because of Zhu Biao, and they didn't know how shocking Zhu Biao's hand was just now, Zhu Biao was in a bad mood because of gains and losses, Zhu Di's mood was not very good, he was tossed out of anger by the emperor, and he didn't sleep enough in the car just now, and it hurt to scratch his palm......

When the fourth prince was unhappy, he would become simple and rude, his chin raised towards Qiao Zhengcun, and he asked coldly, "Is he qualified to participate in the light system assessment?" ”

"Yes, yes!" Qiao Zhengcun was still there rowing with his legs, and after thinking about it, he shook his head desperately, "No, no ......"

"Is there any?" Zhu Biao was also anxious, "Don't I just want to take a test, cats and dogs can take the test, why embarrass me?" ”

"Cats and dogs" were noisy in the back, so loud that no one could hear what they were trying to say, and Joe's stammering reply was drowned out by the noise of the waves.

Zhu Di's eyebrows were raised, which really aroused the prince's temper, he threw his gloves on the table with a "snap", and slowly turned his back with his hands, and the crowd was touched by his gaze, and everyone felt like an electric current was being hit by the Tianling Gai, numb from head to toe, and Qi Shushu was so frightened that he closed his mouth.

In the brief silence of the waves parting from the reef, only Qiao Zhengcun's voice sounded in the square: "You don't, you don't have to take the test, I am not qualified to assess you, with such a talent, I will definitely be able to become a high-level magician of the light system!" ”

The voice passed through the vast and boundless Guangming Square, which was obviously thin and weak, but the voice of a person seemed to echo like a wave, and rushed to the statue of the Duke of Guangming in the center of the square.

Tang Xizhe carried the sun on his back and lowered his eyes and smiled.