As a private aristocratic school, the canteen of Mingham Middle School is very luxuriously built, and the dishes served are naturally very rich. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhao Yi and Zhang Chenggao picked a place to sit down after each cooking the food.

"I'm graduating soon, do you want to stay here and go up to middle school or go to another school?" Zhao Yi spoke first, Minghan Middle School is divided into junior high school and high school, because there is no so-called high school entrance examination and college entrance examination in this world, most students will choose to go to the middle school, and of course, some of them go to other schools.

Zhang Chenggao was stunned when he heard this, and said suspiciously: "Of course you want to stay here, you want to leave?" ”

"Well, go to Luoyang." Zhao Yidao.

Zhang Chenggao was stunned again, "Why?" ”

"I want to learn swordsmanship!" Zhao Yi decided to start with his old business.

"Learn swordsmanship?" Zhang Chenggao was puzzled, and then relieved, "You seem to be quite agile and have such a strong reaction ability, maybe you can really learn!" ”

I really don't know this, Zhao Yi is a little embarrassed.

Of course, Zhao Yi couldn't say this clearly, so he could only divert the topic: "Of course, it seems good if you can learn magic." ”

"Poof! Cough...... cough cough" Zhang Chenggao just stuffed the rice into his mouth was squirted out.

Although Zhang Chenggao didn't spray at Zhao Yi, there were still a few grains of rice shot at Zhao Yi's rice bowl.

Zhao Yi subconsciously raised his chopsticks to block one of them, and then stretched out the chopsticks and bulleted another one. Then I wanted to pick up the last grain, but unfortunately I was a step too late, and the rice and chopsticks passed by.

Seeing the rice grains flying towards his rice bowl, Zhao Yi could only yell in his heart, don't come to my bowl!

Heaven did not fulfill people's wishes, and the rice grains finally found the organization in Zhao Yi's bowl.

The corners of Zhao Yi's eyes twitched, but then he was stunned, it was completely his own subconscious action just now. But I actually made 3 moves at that moment!

Feeling the soreness coming from his right hand, Zhao Yi suddenly thought in his heart that his body restricted his movements! Because in the end, Zhao Yi watched the rice fly into the rice bowl, which means that he reacted at the time, and his thinking could completely keep up, but his body couldn't keep up!

And just when Zhao Yi was secretly shocked, Zhang Chenggao drank a few sips of juice and came back to life: "Then you shouldn't go to Luoyang, you should go to Britain to study!" Hahaha, I used to see that you were quite an honest and dull person, but I couldn't imagine such humor! ”

"Britannia?" Hearing Zhang Chenggao speak, Zhao Yi temporarily gave up thinking and continued to ask.

"But it's too late for those of us who don't have the talent to say anything. In fact, even if you learn swordsmanship, what can you do? can't spell, no matter how powerful the swordsmanship is, it's for nothing! Zhang Chenggao did not answer, but began to persuade Zhao Yi.

After listening to Zhang Chenggao's advice, Zhao Yi was a little lost. I lowered my head and wanted to take a bite, and then I thought that the rice bowl was splashed by Zhang Chenggao just now. The corner of his eyes twitched, and he quietly put down his chopsticks, and Zhao Yi asked unwillingly: "What about it...... Can you learn magic in Zhou? ”

"It doesn't seem like there is, don't all of us learn spells here!" Zhang Chenggao explained while picking up rice.

"Is there a difference between magic and sorcery?" Zhao Yi asked again.

"I don't know about this," Zhang Chenggao raised his head, "If you're interested, you can check it on the Internet yourself!" ”

Zhao Yi was speechless, and silently put a chopstick of rice into his mouth. After chewing it twice, I suddenly remembered that this rice seemed to have been added to something terrible just now, and after spitting it out, I quickly grabbed the juice next to it and rinsed my mouth.

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At night, Zhao Yi lay in bed and recalled the conversation with Zhang Chenggao during the day. The dormitories at Mingham Middle School were all single rooms, so Zhao Yi was the only one in the room, and he was able to quietly sort out the information he had received in the past few days.

After lunch during the day, Zhao Yi pulled Zhang Chenggao and knocked on the side and asked a lot of things. But after all, Zhang Chenggao is just an ordinary student, and he doesn't know a lot of things in detail.

From Zhang Chenggao's mouth, Zhao Yi learned that the Zhou State had spells, and those who practiced spells were called warlocks.

Unlike the sects and the like that Zhao Yi expected, there were many specialized magic schools in the Zhou Kingdom. There are a few in each city, some good and some bad, and their system is similar to that of ordinary schools, which are also divided into elementary schools, middle schools, and universities.

However, it seems that the elimination rate is very high every year, especially at the stage of primary school to middle school and middle school to university. So from the bottom to the top, it is in a pyramid shape, and the higher you go, the fewer people there are, but the stronger you are.

Learning spells is closely related to their own talents, and most children will be tested for their talents at the age of 7, and only those who pass can enter the spell primary school.

Although this world is not respected by the strong, after all, there are many alien races, and maybe war will break out one day. Warlocks, magicians, knights, etc., who are high-end human combat powers, are naturally highly valued and respected professions.

Of course, most children can only attend ordinary schools, and the reason why Zhao Yi is in Minghan Middle School is that, yes, he has no talent for learning spells.

Talent is largely determined by bloodline.

The family surnamed Ji of Zhou Tianzi is a powerful warlock family, and the vassal states with the surname Ji that were divided at the founding of the Zhou State are also warlock families. And in the past few thousand years, many powerful warlock families have been born, but very few can obtain knighthoods.

Of course, some people are improving, and some people are regressing.

Zhou Tianzi's lineage once declined, and the national capital Haojing was attacked by the dog Rong, and the capital was moved to Luoyi (now known as Luoyang). After that, the power fell, the etiquette collapsed, and the princes all crossed the throne.

Later, there was a time when Zhou Tianzi resumed his rule, but the princes had already sat down. So he could only pinch his nose and admit it, but changed the king's name to the emperor's name to show that he was superior to the kings.

And the old Zhao family is the most typical negative example, Zhou Tianzi's pulse has finally eased up. King Zhao's lineage was rare hundreds of years ago when there were very few children with the talent for cultivating spells, and later it was completely extinct until now.

It's not that I haven't thought about it, even if I marry with other families with excellent warlock bloodlines, it still can't change this situation. Therefore, the Zhao Wang clan is nicknamed the "Warlock Wasteland".

But as the saying goes, the east is not bright, and the west is bright. The old Zhao family is not good at cultivating spells, but they are all good at business. King Zhao can be called a rich country.

The question that bothers Zhao Yi now is, will there be any wonderful changes in this physical talent after the crossing, and it will suddenly become a genius in a million?

Quite possibly! Zhao Yi couldn't help but pat his thigh, as a traverser, of course, the golden finger is indispensable! And the talent against the sky is simply the standard configuration of the protagonist! The future of the old Zhao family depends on me!

Entrance exams for magic schools are generally scheduled in early August each year.

There is not much time left, and since you have decided to go to Luoyang, you have to learn about the schools there first. Zhang Chenggao had only heard of the local school, so Zhao Yi could only check it himself.

I saw him turn sideways and fumble around the pillow for a while, and took out a small rectangular flat object with a small and delicate "ink" character on it. Zhao Yi turned it over and lit up the screen.

That's right, it's a mobile phone...... The world has also developed computers, mobile phones, satellites, the Internet, and so on.

But now Zhao Yi is a door. His mind is focused on the mysterious power that only existed in legends in his previous life, and he didn't bother to complain about these things that he had long been accustomed to.

Zhao Yi held his mobile phone in one hand, picked up a pack of snacks in the other and tore it open with his mouth. Every time my stepmother came to see my predecessor, she would carry all kinds of large and small bags.

"Although she is not biological, she is sincere in her kindness to you." Zhao Yi said this in his heart to the predecessor who had disappeared.

Retracting his thoughts, Zhao Yi opened the browser, entered the keywords "Luoyang" and "Spell School" in the search box, and pressed search.

Through searching, Zhao Yi found that it was worthy of being the national capital, and there were many magic schools in Luoyang, but there were only a few excellent ones. In the end, Zhao Yi's eyes were locked on the middle school attached to Wenxian University, the full name of which was the middle school affiliated to Wenxian University.

Because Wenxian University is a world-class magic university, its affiliated schools are certainly not bad. But it was also said on the Internet that the entrance exam to the high school is notoriously difficult.

Thinking that he didn't have any strength now, and he didn't even know how to get started, Zhao Yi couldn't help but feel frustrated. Taking a bite of the spicy strip, Zhao Yi muttered a little melancholy: "This is the rhythm of the waste material flow......

Thinking of this, Zhao Yi couldn't help but recall the scene at lunch.

"Gross!"

The progress bar was a little too late, and Zhao Yi remembered the scene of Zhang Chenggao spraying rice. There was a tumult in his stomach, and he quickly turned to the picture of himself blocking the rice.

"Maybe this is my golden finger...... Zhao Yi muttered. In addition, he was also a kendo master in his previous life, and having this ability is like a tiger with wings!

But it was also said on the Internet that swordsmanship and swordsmanship are just minor lessons for warlocks. After all, pure swordsmanship has no power to speak of.

Thinking like this, Zhao Yi jumped up, rummaged around the room for a while, and finally found a small box wrapped in a plastic bag under the bed.

After taking it out, Zhao Yi found that this box was quite exquisite. When opened, a small wooden sword lay quietly inside. The wooden sword was very old, the size of a child's toy.

Zhao Yi's eyes lit up. As a person who travels through life, Zhao Yi believes that he has a wisdom that is different from ordinary people.

Will there suddenly be an old grandfather in it to teach the anti-heaven exercises, and then embark on the road of supergod and open the crystal harem......

Of course, if it's a cute little Lori, it's even better, inherit the will of the demon king, master the magic of the world, embark on the road of supergodhood, and open the crystal harem......

Thinking of this, Zhao Yi's otaku soul began to burn, and he stroked the sword body obscenely.

I just wanted to say something to tease little Lori, but after thinking about it, according to the experience of reading a lot of books in the previous world, it is more likely that he is still an old grandfather.

Not daring to die, Zhao Yi changed his expression to see through everything, and said to Mu Jian: "Senior! Come out, I know you're in there! ”