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Zhao Yi scoffed at this, but the textbooks around him were pushed up, and it was true that he could build a staircase to the second floor.

It has been half a month since he studied with Teacher Wen Ling, and Zhao Yi has clearly realized how naïve the idea of studying side girls over there was.

Because there is simply no time!

First of all, sword practice is a compulsory lesson for him every day, and this is a habit that he has brought from his previous life. The first few days of crossing were delayed because I was not very used to it. Now he has found someone to make a wooden sword and practice it every day.

Then, it's Wen Ling's time. I have to say that Teacher Wen Ling is really dedicated and dedicated, and the schedule is full.

In the morning, students learn the basics, starting in the first grade of elementary school and continuing until the third year of junior high school.

In the afternoon, he instructed Zhao Yi to control mana and temper the divine element.

If you want to improve your strength, you must constantly temper your Divine Yuan so that it can hold more mana.

Recently, Zhao Yi has become quite proficient in controlling mana, so Wen Ling taught him a few more low-level spells.

In terms of low-level spells, even if the system is different, the principle of casting is the same.

After reaching the fourth energy level, because everyone has a different understanding of spells, even if it is the same spell, in the hands of different people, it will have a more obvious personal color.

When Zhao Yi first woke up, the fireball released could not be called a "technique". It's just a simple mana aggregate that can't be controlled.

Time was short, and he had only learned to set fireballs now, at least not to hurt himself.

Occasionally, he would practice with Wen Ling, but he had zero experience in the application of spells, so he was often abused to death.

And the only thing that surprised Wen Ling was his perverted mana recovery speed.

The only thing Zhao Yi can rely on now is the brainless fireball technique. It is said to be brainless, but it is not really brainless, every spell will consume a certain amount of energy of the caster.

So if you put too many fireballs, you will also feel dizzy. However, for the average low-level warlock, it is already a terrifying ability.

Wen Ling told Zhao Yi that with this hand, there should be a chance for the entrance exam.

Generally speaking, as long as you can complete the accumulation of the second energy level in junior high school, you can successfully enter high school.

Of course, this refers to a magic school of average strength, which can be entered as long as it meets the standard, and there is no such thing as an entrance exam.

However, for example, there are several first-class spell schools in the University Affiliated High School, and everyone is eager to rush to them, and countless students sign up every year.

There were so many students who signed up that they couldn't accept all of them, so they set up a rule for entrance exams to screen. Even students in the middle school of the school must pass the entrance exam in order to stay. Otherwise, you will have to go to a slightly worse high school.

Of course, there are also some talented students who have outstanding strength, and the teachers know that they will be exempted from the examination and directly admitted to the school.

Wen Ling is one of them.

Zhao Yi's brainless fireball technique has some hope of standing out. Of course, there is a premise here, and that is that he can pass the theoretical course.

This year, the entrance examination for the high school is scheduled to start on August 6.

The theoretical knowledge is tested in two days, and after a week, the results are announced. At this time, the school will give a cut-off score, and students who are above this line can move on to the next round of assessment.

This is naturally done to weed out the scum. Theory classes are so simple, they are not easy to learn, who thinks that you will learn spells seriously?

Today is July 17th.

Thinking that in the next half a month, he would have to make up for the knowledge that others had only learned in nine years, Zhao Yi felt a chill, and he couldn't help but want to give up.

But the serious teacher Wen Ling did not allow it, and stubbornly demanded that he must finish learning.

……

Zhao Yi raised his head from the endless sea of books and secretly glanced at the girl sitting at the window.

Wen Ling was sitting there quietly looking down at a book, leaving Zhao Yi with a beautiful side face. The long hair is loose, and the black bow and delicate braided hair on the left ear are eye-catching.

As if sensing Zhao Yi's gaze, Wen Ling raised his head and looked over.

Seeing this, Zhao Yi hurriedly lowered his head and pretended to be reading a book seriously.

"Don't get distracted." Wen Ling whispered and continued to look down at the book.

Zhao Yi wants to cry without tears, he is the same age as her, right? Or a childhood sweetheart, right?

Then why is it that when you see her, it's like a student who made a mistake when she sees a teacher, what went wrong?!

Sighing lightly, Zhao Yi could only blame it on his inferior strength.

Yes, Zhao Yi also tried to resist, but was brutally suppressed. Since he couldn't beat him, he could only choose to obey.

Fortunately, there is a beautiful girl with eyes to accompany you to study, which is a good feeling. When he was tired of reading, Zhao Yi would look up at Wen Ling, who was sitting by the window for a while, and suddenly felt relaxed.

……

When I got home, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Originally, in the evening, Wen Ling arranged for Zhao Yi to review at home. And with Zhao Yi's character, of course he won't touch books again when he gets home.

However, since he ate a meal made by Wen Ling himself, this kid did not hesitate to sell himself, just to have an extra dinner.

Walking into the room, Zhao Yi lay on the bed on all fours, not wanting to move.

Turning his head and glancing at the desk, there were two tall piles of books on it, but Zhao Yi didn't turn it over once.

Just kidding, who at home will read those boring textbooks.

The small wooden sword that was originally on the desk was collected by Zhao Yi. Now that he has become a warlock, he naturally no longer needs these unrealistic fantasies, and it is the right way to be down-to-earth and improve his strength step by step.

It's just a pity that the little Lori in the sword......

Not to mention the non-existent sword Lori, Zhao Yi suddenly heard a slightly hoarse sweet Lori voice in his ears.

"You come up!"

What's the situation?!

Zhao Yi sat up all of a sudden, looked around, and he was the only one in the room.

How do you seem to hear my sister's voice, auditory hallucinations?

"I said, come up! Do you hear that? Zhao Siyou's voice sounded again.

Zhao Yi looked at the source of the voice, and suddenly there was a black line.

It turned out that I don't know when, Zhao Siyou actually installed a loudspeaker in his room!

Just wanted to move a stool over to remove the horn, Zhao Yi suddenly thought again, how did she know that she was back.

If you think about it, that dead girl can't still have a camera here, right?!

I'll go, when will it be, I won't be seen all these days!

Without saying a word, Zhao Yi climbed up and dismantled the loudspeaker, and searched carefully in the room.

didn't find the camera, but Zhao Yi was still not at ease and decided to question Zhao Siyou directly.

This girl is so unbelievable, she actually peeps at her brother! Does she still have the legendary brotherhood complex?

What a taboo!

Fortunately, I'm not a sister control! Well, it shouldn't be......