Li never imagined that the man would be so shameless—the girl would swagger straight to the door of the Serigan banquet. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info and look at his proud and radiant appearance, as if he is really a high-level mage, why are you so good at pretending?

Li is now angry in his heart, how much effort has it taken him to get to this point! Why did this guy in front of him dare to come over like this! This is a Serigan banquet! He thought this was the place!

Serrigan! Serrigan Party! A banquet for the most powerful mages! Not all cats and dogs can come in!

Li felt a burst of anger in his heart, he gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and walked towards the man step by step.

The man saw him and smiled at him.

It was then that Lee discovered that the man was followed by two girls - and those two were seen in the library that day.

At that time, Li instantly defined that man in his heart - a rich second generation whose brain is to the limit.

He had seen such a person before, with a few small sums of money, he thought that he was invincible in the world, and then he delusionally entered the Seligan banquet. The most famous is the banquet of the last session, a guy who calls himself Long Aotian rushed in recklessly, saying something like "It's just a small banquet, I'll take a look", and then flirted with the waiter beauties inside, and finally wanted to attack the fifth-order mage - this bold guy was directly gasified by a bad-tempered fifth-order mage.

Later, everyone wanted to find out where the person named Long Aotian came from, but everyone couldn't find out after checking for a long time, and finally determined that he was a person who was filled with inexplicable desires.

Now Li looked at the man in front of him and defined him as such a brain-dead.

It's just that the brain-dead in front of him still looks smiling, as if he really came to the banquet.

Good guys, I'll see how long you can hold out!

Lee looked at him fiercely.

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Sang Zhefeng looked at the young man who walked over with a smile on his face.

"What are you doing here?" Li glared at Sang Zhefeng as if he was going to swallow him.

"Me?" Sang Zhefeng smiled and said, "I'm here to attend the banquet." ”

His voice was unusually calm, as if he were stating a fact.

This time, Li was half angry - you still have a "I'm here to attend the banquet" expression, you still have a big face!

"I tell you! This banquet is for those powerful mages! There's no such thing as yours here! ”

Li raised his left hand, and a pale green gas was constantly changing there, and he couldn't help it, he guessed that if he was using that kind of "That's right! I'm here for the feast! "Expression, then he really has a ball that can fall on his face.

By this time, the crowd was already approaching the entrance to the banquet, and although they did not dare to approach the place, they were still pointing at it from a distance—everyone was curious about what was going on, and who the man with the two girls was there.

When Li saw such a scene, his heart was even more upset.

What are these guys doing? What do they think this is the place? What are you doing here? This is the entrance to the Serigan banquet!

He gritted his teeth and continued to look at Sang Zhefeng.

"Damn it." He gritted his teeth.

He couldn't help it, his hands shook slightly, and he wanted to buckle at the man in front of him, he couldn't bear to have someone who disrespected the highest Serigan banquet he regarded as magic, especially the one he had provoked - it was like throwing in his face!

He thought so angrily, but the next moment his anger turned to consternation.

Sang Zhefeng directly grabbed Li's wrist with one hand, Li only felt a pain in his wrist, and then the spell in his hand subconsciously dissipated.

How...... What's going on?

He looked at the man in front of him in surprise, but the man just smiled and said nothing.

"You!"

Li was stunned all of a sudden, he didn't know what Sang Zhefeng had done, Sang Zhefeng grabbed it so lightly, and the magic in his hand automatically dissipated, this kind of thing had never happened to him before.

He was a little confused, what the hell was going on.

He is not stupid, and the incident in front of him directly gave him a warning.

Being able to directly break his magic is not something that a simple rich second generation can do.

And look at the demeanor of this guy in front of you......

Lee froze there all of a sudden, his mind suddenly blank now, completely unaware of what he should do next.

His wrists were clutched, but not very tight, and he could probably break free as soon as he broke free, but he didn't dare now.

In case of...... It's really just what if...... If the man in front of him was really the kind of mage who could enter the Serigan banquet, wouldn't he have offended him?

So what should I do now?

He fell into a daze, the biggest dazed he had ever fallen into in his life.

He had made a lot of judgments, but this time it was so big that it was almost as if he had directly decided the course of his future, and this was even bigger - if he had chosen the wrong one, it would have been more than just a matter of future.

Li looked at Sang Zhefeng blankly, Sang Zhefeng smiled slightly, and then let go of his hand.

Li looked at him blankly, to be honest, he really felt a little red now, he was yelling there so fiercely just now, but now it has become like this. But he really didn't dare...... I really don't dare......

He flinched. Inexplicably flinched.

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"Oh? That kid is very interesting. It's a bit interesting to be able to crack a second-order spell at once. ”

In the courtyard, two old men were talking.

One of them was dressed in a black robe, with a long beard and a very straight waist, which looked very energetic.

The other face was clean, very white, and very resolute when he looked up, like a battle-hardened old general.

"It's very interesting, and I don't even know what kind of trick that little guy is using." The old man with the long beard nodded and said, "If I can, I still want to ask the young man." ”

"You're still like that." The heroic old man smiled and said, "But you still have to fix him this time." ”

"Of course, that's the duty of an educator - to prevent the little ones who aren't strong enough from killing themselves."

The long-bearded old man groaned, and then he looked at the heroic old man and said, "What about that kid? Have you seen it? ”

The heroic old man looked at Li, who was still stunned over there, snorted, and said, "There are too many thoughts, and it is difficult to become a big tool." ”

But he didn't continue to delve into this matter, he said with some seriousness: "Li Situ, is the thing you said reliable?" ”

"How do I know? The eldest lady found me. God knows if she's joking or something. ”

The old man, known as Listu, sighed and walked forward.

"Forget it, leave those things alone." Li Stu slowly walked in the direction of Sang Zhefeng, "Let's settle the matter in front of us." ”

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Li is really sweating profusely now, he didn't come up with a reason for calculating and calculating, he could only watch Sang Zhefeng.

But Sang Zhefeng didn't even look at him now, and Sang Zhefeng's gaze was looking to the other side.

Li also subconsciously turned his head to look over, and then the little boy died directly.

"School School School School - Principal !!!"

Behind him, the old man with the long beard was standing there.

The old man looked at Li, smiled slightly, and said, "You go to the back first." ”

Li was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then immediately showed a relieved expression. He quickly retreated, and now it was better to let the principal help solve the situation.

At this time, the old man had already met Sang Zhefeng's eyes, two people, you look at me, I look at you, no one spoke.

Eventually, the old man coughed dryly, then smiled and asked, "Do you want to enter the Seligan banquet?" ”

"Of course." Sang Zhefeng also replied with a smile.

"Oh? That's it. The old man stroked his beard and said, "Then do you know that entering the Serigan banquet requires a strong sense of magic?" ”

"Of course." The smile on Sang Zhefeng's face grew bigger and bigger, and he looked slightly evil.

There was a hint of uneasiness in the old man's heart, but he quickly suppressed the feeling. He took a breath, and then an invisible aura emanated from his body, pressing towards Sang Zhefeng and his party.

This is a third-order spell called [High Pressure], of course, if this spell is used by a fifth-order mage, then the effect will be completely different.

At least this shot can make a sturdy muscular man fall directly on his stomach and can't get up, and even those high-level warriors will become extremely difficult to move.

The old man didn't believe that the group of young people in front of him who didn't look big could resist at all, and in his prediction, it would be about five seconds later, and these young people who didn't know the height of the sky would lie down.

Of course, all this was just thinking about him.

Joan of Arc took a step forward and stood directly in front of Sanzhefeng, and the invisible wave crashed directly into her.

There was a sudden noise, and in the collision of the forces of these two people, the ground in front of this courtyard was shattered, and countless rubble and dust swept up. It surged upwards, and then fell with a hula and a la-la-la.

Behind the smoke and dust, Sang Zhefeng and his party have nothing to do at all, and as Joan of Arc who collided just now, there is nothing at all now.

The old man was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect such a thing at all.

Bumped off? Are you kidding? Are you a fifth-order warrior who doesn't have magic? That thing is rarer than a fifth-order mage! But why is there nothing at all?

He felt like his brain wasn't running out for a moment......

"Ahh Sang Zhefeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his smile began to become evil, "Mr. Serigan's headmaster's hospitality is really unique~"

His voice was still gentle, but for some reason, the old man felt his body cold.

Could it be ......

An idea suddenly crossed the old man's mind, one that scared him.

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Before this unexpected thing could continue to develop, the voice suddenly came from the noisy crowd over there:

"Let it go, let it go!"

Then, amid the astonished gazes of everyone, a mage burst out of the crowd.

If you look closely, it's the third-order mage from that day.

After squeezing in, he saw what was going on in the courtyard over there, and then his face turned pale.

He swallowed, and then walked towards Sang Zhefeng and the old man with trembling steps.

He first smiled at Sang Zhe and said, "You...... Here it ......."

Sang Zhefeng smiled and did not reply.

Then he swallowed his saliva, walked up to the old man again, and said in a trembling voice, "Headmaster...... This is the new fifth-order mage......"