"Outside the nickname, the young marshal Qingtian led the Scepter Group to successfully defeat the barbarians in the Western Realm!" The newspaper boy shouted in the street. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, bring me a ...... I'll take a look," a tall and thin man bought a newspaper and muttered as he read it, "Young Marshal Qingtian led the Scepter Group to successfully defeat the barbarians in the Western Realm, and the Southern Frontier has not yet expressed its position...... This time, some students of the Northern Imperial Soul Academy also participated in the battle, and three of them made third-class merits and one made second-class merits...... Hey, our people in the north are really raising their eyebrows! ”

"The Imperial Spirit Academy and Lord Qingtian are the pride of our northern realm! There are 22 tarot seats in the Imperial Spirit Academy, and the big man personally serves as the president of the three academies, and there are many talents, and Lord Qingtian, as the head of the 22 tarot seats, can be said to be the most powerful spirit in the north...... As long as there are Imperial Soul Courtyard and Lord Qingtian, even if the southern border attacks, we are not afraid. A short and fat man next to him also read the newspaper and said happily.

The tall and thin man was stunned for a moment, and shook his head slightly: "No, no, no, although Lord Qingtian is powerful, I don't dare to agree with you when you say that he is the most powerful spirit in the north, I think that Lord Asura of the Tarot Council is more powerful." ”

The short and fat man was very unconvinced, and was about to refute, when another person next to him shook his head again and again: "No, no, no, I think Xingli, the general who has been guarding the north for more than ten years, is more powerful!" ”

"No, no, no, I think it's still the one in the Tarot Council who uses a knife is more powerful!" I don't know where another person came out and said.

"No, no, no, haven't you all heard of the Golden Lion's name?"

"No, no, no, you people, you are too short-sighted, if you want to say who is the most powerful, of course it is the legendary green lord!"

……

These people are fighting the streets.

A tall man in black walked slowly, like a shadow cast by the clouds in the sky, he was not in the slightest interest in the boring quarrels of the people in the city, in fact, there were not many things in this world that could interest him.

Suddenly, a slender figure flashed past the crowd, and a strong wind suddenly blew in the street, and people screamed, and the newspapers in their hands were blown all over the sky.

Behind the figure, a fierce and fierce strong man followed closely, shouting, "Stop! ”

The man in black looked at the slender figure and the strong man who flew by, stood stunned, and muttered, "I...... That's right. ”

He stood there for a long time, then disappeared and chased after him.

……

In the empty and narrow alley, the slender figure stopped, and he found that the alley was a dead end.

"You can't escape, you wandering little ghost," the strong man said breathlessly, "Surely, as I got the news, you, your kid's alchemy is a little weird, although I don't know where you stole the good things, but this thing is not something that you can use for a little hairy kid like you, quickly hand over this alchemy, Lao Tzu will spare your life." ”

The figure turned around, and it was a thin young man no more than fifteen years old, with exhaustion written on his face.

The young man was a little panicked and a little helpless and said, "What is alchemy, I don't understand." ”

The strong man grinned: "Don't understand? Okay, since you're going to play dumb, then I'll beat you until you don't dare to play stupid! ”

The strong man's figure rushed towards the young man in a flash, and the fist wrapped in a faint green mist smashed into the young man's face, the young man's body leaned back, and countless strange patterns engraved in his memory appeared in his mind, which was something he had imprinted in his mind since he could remember, as if he was born, the young man's mind turned, and a pale cyan circle lit up under his feet, slowly turning, and the array was painted with strange runes,

At the same time, the air began to compress, twist, and burst.

At that moment, the explosive acceleration made the boy's knees creak, and he flew backwards like an arrow from a string, dodging the strong man's punch, which was one of the uses of those patterns that the boy himself had figured out - the blast step.

The two were stalemate for a moment, only to see that the young man's face was getting whiter and whiter, and his body was like a piece of paper in the wind, weak, and finally the strong man was punched in the shoulder and fell to the ground.

The strong man didn't expect the boy to be hit by himself so easily, and glared at the boy to prevent fraud.

But seeing that the young man's face was as pale as paper, and he couldn't stand up on the ground for half a day, the strong man suddenly laughed: "You kid, could it be that you haven't eaten for a few days and become hungry like this?" ”

The young man was silent, his body trembled slightly and stood up, staring at the strong man calmly, and the strong man found that the young man's eyes were of different colors, his left eye was a clear amber color, but his right eye was as black as a well, and there was no reflection of light at all, and all the light seemed to be sucked in, like a bottomless pit.

The strong man looked at the young man's weird right eye, felt a little creepy, and had a desire to retreat in his heart, but he immediately reacted, and roared with some annoyance: "Look at it, believe it or not, I poked you blind in the eyes!" ”

As he spoke, the strong man stretched out his right index finger and poked at the young man's pitch-black right eye, the young man was powerless to dodge, but his right eye became darker and darker.

Just as the finger was about to touch the young man's eye, a hand that reached out out of nowhere grabbed the strong man's hand.

The sound of bones breaking like fried beans sounded one after another, and after a while, the strong man let out a terrible cry.

The strong man's entire right arm hung limply like a hemp rope, and the hand that reached out from nowhere, just twisted his hand slightly, and all the muscles of his entire arm were twisted, and the bones were also shattered inch by inch.

The strong man looked at the man in black who appeared in front of him without knowing when, there was only horror in his eyes, but the man in black didn't look at him at all, the man in black looked at the young man, and coldly spit out a word to the strong man: "Get out." ”

So the strong man didn't say a word and got out, he closed his mouth and crawled out of the dead end, and then let out a ghost crying wolf-like cry: "Mom-"

The thin young man looked at the tall and straight, ruthless man in black in front of him with some confusion, for some reason, he had no fear of this person.

"Thank you for saving me." The boy's tone was sincere.

The man in black narrowed his eyes slightly, and his young and soft voice seemed to stir a certain string in the depths of his memory.

The technique used by this young man to move at high speed by the reaction force of an air explosion has been seen by the man in black, and it is the alchemy of emptiness, and the only manuscript in the world that records the alchemy of emptiness should be in the hands of that person, so is this young man that person......

The man in black was still not sure, he then carefully looked at the young man in front of him, the young man's face was dirty, and it was not easy to distinguish his appearance at first glance, but after a closer look, this young man was the same as himself, with a black hair color that was rare in the north. And his face is thin, the bridge of his nose is straight, and his teeth and lips are so similar to the person in his memory! At this point, the man in black no longer has any doubts.

Similarly, the boy was also looking at the man in front of him, the years had carved subtle wrinkles on the man's face, but his handsome face was still amazing, and the man's expression was very strange at this time, as if he was about to laugh, as if he was about to cry again.

What's wrong with this person? Why are the expressions so tangled? Could it be that he wants to ask me for a thank you gift? But I don't have anything, what can I do...... The boy thought to himself.

The man in black suddenly hugged the young man, his hands were like iron tongs, holding them so tightly, the young man almost thought he was going to die, he blushed and said, "Even if you strangle me, I have nothing to give you." ”

The man whispered in the young man's ear: "Finally, I found you, Lan Ruo, this is fate!" ”

The young man stopped struggling and opened his mouth in surprise: "How do you know that my name is Lan Ruo?" ”

The man let go of Lan Ruo, stared into his eyes and said, "Because I saw you when you were a child." ”

Lan Ruo was stunned, he had no impression of the man in front of him, and he didn't know when he had seen him, at this time, Lan Ruo's stomach suddenly gurgled.

"Are you hungry?" The man asked.

"Hmm...... I'm dying of hunger. Lan Ruo replied.

"Come with me, you won't be hungry in the future, I will take you to school, and you will have many, many friends." The man said.

Lan Ruo cautiously asked, "Then, can I eat two meals a day?" ”

Seeing Lan Ruo's pitiful appearance, Asura's heart was sour, and he replied softly, "You can eat as many meals as you want." ”

Lan Ruo felt like he was suddenly hit by happiness at this time, and his whole person was dizzy and fluttering, and he replied without thinking about anything else: "Then I'll go with you." ”

The man smiled: "My name is Asura, if you want, you will ...... in the future Just call me my father. ”

Lan Ruo has not been immersed in happiness for a long time, he has suffered a lot in the world, and he has long thought that the world revolves around him like children of the same age as him, and since he can get food and clothing, he must also pay the same price.

So, Lan Ruo asked a little timidly, "Righteousness...... Father-in-law, however, I can only chop wood, boil water, and mow the lawn, can I come in handy? ”

Asura was stunned for a long time, and said with some mixed emotions: "I...... You don't need to pay anything. ”

Lan Ruo said with some doubts: "Then why are you willing to give me food and send me to school?" ”

Asura showed a hint of a smile: "Silly boy, didn't I say it, when you were a child, I saw you, I, I'm a friend of your parents, and I should take care of you." ”

Lan Ruo looked at Asura with a look of disbelief, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that Asura had no reason to lie to himself at all, he was just a wanderer with nothing, what good was it to deceive him?

Moreover, Lan Ruo felt a very familiar smell from Asura, although he had not seen the memory of Asura, he was familiar, and he was instinctively willing to trust Asura.

So, he believed.

Lan Ruo's eyes lit up with some light: "You, do you really know my parents?" What about my parents? ”

Asura smiled and said, "They...... They all died of illness. ”

The light in Lan Ruo's eyes quickly dimmed, and then he asked weakly, "Father-in-law, why did they throw me away back then, am I someone who shouldn't have been born?" ”

Asura patted Lan Ruo's head lightly and said, "How is it possible, it's just...... Alas, you'll find out later. ”

Asura didn't seem to want to mention this anymore, so he reached out and naturally took Lan Ruo and walked out of the alley.

Asura bought some pastries for Lan Ruo to eat, and then the two of them got into a carriage, and the carriage drove towards the highest school in the north, the Frey Kingdom Imperial Spiritual Academy.

On the carriage, Asura asked Lan Ruo how he had spent all these years, and Lan Ruo told Asura that more than ten years ago, he was left at the door of the orphanage, holding a golden lock engraved with his name and birthday, which was the only thing his parents left him, but it had been exchanged for a considerable amount of money by the aunt of the orphanage.

Later, because of an incident, he could no longer bear the darkness of the orphanage and fled, and ended up on the streets.

The two talked, time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the Imperial Spirit Courtyard had arrived, this is a huge academy like a city, and it is impossible to see the edge at a glance, this is the place that all the spirits in the north yearn for.

Today is the seventh day of enrollment in the Imperial Soul Academy, and it is also the last day, the admissions office has not many students to take the exam, the first day of enrollment, the crowd of people, and then the Imperial Soul Academy announced the admission qualification standards, the entrance of the hospital immediately reduced a lot, the third day, the people who came to sign up were sparse, and the seventh day was already a crowd.

Asura took Lan Ruo's hand and walked to the entrance of the Imperial Soul Academy, where there was a recruiting teacher sitting behind a long table, and not far away, there were several students from the Imperial Soul Academy.

Everyone's eyes were all focused on Asura's body, and the teacher stood up even more solemnly, bowed slightly, and asked, "Dean Asura, why are you here?" ”

Lan Ruo looked at Asura in some surprise, although Lan Ruo grew up in an orphanage and was not very clear about the things outside, he also knew the high prestige of the Imperial Spiritual Academy, Lan Ruo didn't expect that Asura said that he would take himself to school, and it was this Imperial Spiritual Academy, and he didn't expect that Asura was actually the high-ranking dean of the Imperial Spiritual Academy!

Asura bowed his head slightly and said, "I'll bring this child to sign up." ”

So everyone's eyes shifted to Lan Ruo, Lan Ruo shrank his head, only to feel that these gazes were as sharp as a sword, and he was about to pierce himself.

Not far away, a young man dressed in white frowned, and said to the young man in black beside him, "Have you ever seen the dean of the Martial Arts Academy personally bring students to enroll?" It was Lan Ci, who was in the limelight back then, and the dean of the Martial Arts Academy didn't take a few looks, how could this poor boy who looked dirty how could he? ”

The black-clothed young man raised his eyebrows and said, "Dean Asura is one of the strongest spirits in the northern realm, how can his vision be wrong, let's take a look at this young man's test results first." ”

The admissions teacher said to Lan Ruo, "You put your hand on the crystal ball on the left. ”

Lan Ruo nodded, he saw two crystal balls on the long table, he first put his hand on the crystal ball on the left, suddenly, Lan Ruo felt a sore itch in his lower abdomen, and a clear stream flowed out of the spiritual pool of his lower abdomen, and drilled into the crystal ball along his arm, and the crystal ball emitted a soft blue light, not very bright, but very clear.

The teacher nodded and said, "Well, it's not bad, your spiritual attribute is wind, and your magic power has just reached the lower level of the fourth order, so then put your hand on the crystal ball on the right." ”

The young man in white showed a mocking smile and whispered to the young man in black: "It's just a mediocre talent, it seems that the dean is also out of sight." ”

The young man in black asked, "Don't you like this person?" ”

The young man in white snorted and said, "I hate him, he is obviously weaker than me, and he is like a wandering beggar, but he is accompanied by the dean, which makes me a little ...... Angry. ”

The young man in black just smiled disapprehantly.

Lan Ruo stretched out his hand and pressed it on the crystal ball, this time he felt that all the musculobones and organs in his body trembled slightly, and countless tiny clear streams flowed to the crystal ball from all over his body, and the crystal ball shone again, this time, it was even brighter than the last time, and the admissions teacher smiled: "Not bad, not bad, the middle stage of the fourth order of fighting spirit, there are really not many people like you who have the qualifications to cultivate both magic and martial arts." ”

The young man in black said thoughtfully: "People with the qualifications of magic power and the balance of fighting spirit do have great potential, just like Xia Shi and that witch. ”

Thinking of Xia Shi and the witch, the young man in white was silent for a moment, he thought that Lan Ruo's fighting spirit level was only one or two orders at most, but he didn't expect that this child's fighting spirit realm was actually slightly higher than the magic realm, just like the teacher who recruited the admissions said, there are indeed not many people who have the talent of fighting spirit and magic balance at the same time.

But the White Rakshasa then pouted and said, "What about cultivating both demonic martial arts, I'm afraid that this person has been practicing demonic martial arts at the same time since he was a child, so he is so mediocre in both sides." ”

This young man is not right, being able to cultivate the Demon Martial Arts to the fourth order at the age of fourteen or fifteen is actually quite a high qualification, and a small county may not be able to produce one, but in a place like the Frey Country Imperial Spirit Academy, where the spiritual cultivation geniuses of the Northern Realm are concentrated, this qualification is slightly bleak.

Asura smiled slightly, and said to Lan Ruo: "Good boy, you have not been taught since you were a child, and you can't practice, it's already good to be able to reach the fourth order." ”

The young man in white's pupils shrank, and Asura's words seemed to be said to Lan Ruo, but in fact, he was said to everyone.

The young man in white thought to himself: Without any cultivation, he climbed to the fourth order just by relying on talent? Although in the spiritual cultivation world, talent is a hard indicator, but diligent study and hard practice is also an important factor in improving the realm, he believes that he has excellent talent, on the surface he can easily and happily throw off a group of mediocre people, and secretly he is also quite diligent in cultivation, if this child has reached the fourth order with talent alone, it is indeed a proud talent comparable to himself......

The young man in white shook his head, pursed his lips, and thought: No, maybe he is more talented than himself.

Thinking of this, the young man in white felt a little angry and jealous in his heart, his resentment against the students in the academy who had been pressing on him was transferred to Lan Ruo's head, he turned around indifferently and snorted coldly: "This year's freshman seems to be a little interesting, I hope tomorrow, he will not let me down." ”

The young man in black also left with the young man in white, and sighed lightly in his heart: Bai, you just love to put your mind too much on others, so you are trapped in the bottleneck of the middle stage of the fifth order.

And the admissions teacher smiled like a flower, and said respectfully to Asura, "So, will you assign this child to your martial arts academy?" ”

In fact, the teacher just asked politely, in his opinion, since Asura brought a child over to enroll in the school for the first time, he must have loved and cherished his talents and wanted to accept him as a disciple and inherit his martial arts mantle.

But Asura said lightly: "No, it will be assigned to the Alchemy Academy." ”

The admissions teacher agreed with a stunned face, "Uh...... Good. ”