"Storm Dragon!" Daunes shouted angrily, casting his magic to summon a green dragon-shaped wind element, and a wild dragon wrapped around the turbulent blade of the turquoise wind swept towards the scorching sun.

Scorching Sun hurriedly cast a defensive magic, coupled with the previous "Wind Guardian" effect, and ran as hard as he could to dodge.

Rumble!

The Storm Dragon finally exploded not far from the scorching sun, and although the scorching sun resisted to avoid the damage to the main body, the whole person was also blown away, and it was smashed heavily to the ground and rolled several times.

"I can't stand up. The crowd thought. At this time, the scorching sun can be said to be scarred, and almost no part of the robe on his body is intact, all of them are cut wounds and torn holes, and faint blood flows out of the robe.

"Second brother!" Chongyang shouted, "Stand up, I know you won't fall like this!" You avoided the main injury just now, but you just fell, don't play dead!"

"Ten, nine, eight......" The old man's flat voice sounded.

"Scorching Sun!" Chongyang was in a hurry, could it be that this fall became a concussion?

"Don't wake him up!" Frilian grabbed Chongyang's sleeve and said angrily, "That's enough...... Throw in the towel, aren't you brothers, and we can't let him be hurt anymore!"

Chongyang glanced at Frilyn.

"You can worry about my second brother, he must be very happy. But it was because I was brother to him that I had to call him up. I'm sure he's not going to lose, especially against that kind of guy. Chongyang said.

"How could it be ......?" Frilian was about to say, but she heard a snort, and when the old man counted to "one", the scorching sun suddenly got up.

"Excuse me, dozed off a little. Zhuoyang scratched his scalp, "Third brother, why didn't you wake me up earlier?"

Chongyang smiled. And Frilian stared blankly at the man covered in blood, but still heroic and confident.

"Hmph, it's best to get up!" Daunes sneered, "One more time, kill you!"

He recited a long incantation, and instead of running again, Burning Sun recited the same incantation in a-for-tat manner. On one side, there is a high-level magic array and a magic robe that is completely defensive, while on the other side, it is scarred but arrogant.

"Don't fight!" Frilian burst into tears.

"Storm Slaying a Thousand Blades!" Daunes roared.

"Thunderstorm clouds!" roared the scorching sun.

One on the left and one on the right, the two strongest magics of the wind system high level and the thunder system high level respectively, collided head-on as two powerful storms, bursting out with extremely violent energy! The robes of everyone on the sidelines were blown to the sound of hunting, and the knife-like impact wind made people's cheeks hurt.

The sound of fried beans in my ears was endless, and the light in front of me was dazzling, and I don't know how long it took before another explosion sounded and calmed down.

I saw that the solid ground of the dueling arena had left traces of charred black and countless small scratches, forming a channel that connected the two sides. And the scorching sun and Daunes ...... All unscathed, just gasping for air.

What's going on?

"Scorching Sun won, his magic overpowered Daunes's magic, so he wasn't hurt. And Daunes was not damaged because of his high magic protection. Chongyang said lightly, as if he was talking to himself, but he was actually saying it to Miss Frilian, whose brain was already blank.

"He's won, but he still can't win......" Frilian's heart was completely focused on Burning Sun.

"The magic power has been consumed to such an extent, and it is true that his own words alone cannot break the Grace Circle Dance Array. And if you can't break the Grace Circle Dance Formation, you can't get close to Daunes. If you can't get close to Daunes, you can't knock him down...... But......" Chongyang smiled slightly, "he is not fighting alone. ”

"Not alone?" Frilian was puzzled. Obviously, she didn't understand the deep meaning of this pretending quote.

"I still have the magic scroll that my third brother gave me!" Zhuo Yang smiled, Huo Ran reached into his arms, and touched the high-powered scroll that Chongyang said was "comparable to seventh-level magic".

"Go!" Scorching Sun shouted, directing Daunes to instantaneous scroll magic—

"Atmospheric Explosion!"

A red light shot at the opposite side, then burst like fireworks, scattering dots into the air.

"What is this?" Daunes sneered, "Northern hillbilly's low-level magic tricks?"

Peng!

In the next second!, his sneer turned to stiff horror, for he was shocked to find that he had been bombarded high by a huge force!

The audience saw a flash of bright red brilliance in front of them, and a low and muffled sound almost penetrated their eardrums, and then they saw that the Wind Flower Round Dance Array where Daunes was suddenly turned into a sea of fire, and the figure of Dawnes, who was burning and entwined with flames, flew high!

"Oh...... Because it is a magic that causes the effect of a massive explosion caused by the combustion of air, the spiral wind environment of the Graceful Circle Dance Array has a certain degree of bonus. However, after all, this magic array has a defensive effect, so it didn't kill him on the spot, but just blew him up and threw him away. Chongyang said secretly in his heart.

Just when everyone on the field was shocked by the power of this terrifying magic, only the scorching sun let out a loud shout and rushed in the direction of Daunes's fall, and the thunder on the staff rose again!

"I'll see how many hits your robe can block!" At the moment when Daunes was about to land, the scorching sun swung the Thunder Staff and struck a blow from the bottom up, hitting Dauns in the abdomen, and the lightning and lightning flashed, knocking him upside down and flying!

"Thunder Rod————!" "Thunder Staff!" scorched Sun, scorching sun, and with his staff, he knocked Dawnes into the air again and again, and fell, and fell, and fell, and hit again......

The eyes of the crowd followed the poor humanoid sandbag up and down in a daze, as if watching a shuttlecock kick, until finally the scorching sun slashed the hardest, breaking the staff, smashing Daunes sideways and flying five or six meters away, and falling heavily to the outside of the field.

Reciprocal...... There's no need for it. Daunes's eyes were white and he was foaming at the mouth...... Not dying is already a mercy on the part of Burning Sun's subordinates.

The duel ended in a stellar outcome. Miss Frilian rushed into the room, her eyes were misty with tears, and she cared for the burning sun. On the other side, someone she had completely forgotten was being rescued.

The scene is chaotic, Dawnes is surrounded by many people, and Burning Sun flirts with Frilian...... And in the corner where no one was paying attention, Chongyang and the referee walked away quietly.

......

"Where did you get this scroll?" asked the old man in a deep voice. He saw with his own eyes the incredible power of that low-level magic, and the astonishment and curiosity in his heart had risen to the extreme.

"If I answer this question, what good will it do me?" Chongyang smiled slightly.

"Young man......" The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and his thick eyebrows were raised, like two hooked blades.

His whole person released a powerful aura with a sense of oppression, and said in a low voice, "It's good to be humble." ”

"Master, it's better to be a real person. Chongyang felt pressured, but his heart was fearless, "Who are you, why should I tell you my secret?"

"Hmph, do you believe that as long as I say a word, you and that person will not be able to get out of this place alive?"

"Believe it or not, if you have this attitude, I can't tell you. Chongyang said coldly.

The two confronted each other, the old man continued to release his momentum to increase the pressure, and Chongyang's cold sweat gradually flowed, but his eyes were attentive and did not move.

"Alas......" the old man finally sighed, "That's it......"

Chongyang didn't smile, still looking at the old man coldly.

"Let's get to know each other, my name is Richard @ Howason, Frilyn @ Howason's grandfather, and a First Elder of the Magic Society. The old man dissipated his momentum and said slowly.

Chongyang had already guessed it, but at this moment, he pretended to be surprised and moved, and was stunned for a moment before he spoke calmly.

"Chongyang @ Bright, the younger brother of Burning Sun @ Bright, a student at the Presland School of Magic. ”

"Chongyang ...... Repeater Chongyang?Prisland's shame?" Richard raised his eyebrows.

"Elder, do you know me?" Chongyang was even more surprised. With such an insignificant figure, a Holy Spirit-level magician would know about it?

"I've heard an old friend mention it. Richard said, "The body of magic is deficient, but you have been repeating grades in the academy for many years, and the students in the same class as you have graduated and left, and you still haven't ......left."

An old friend? Is it some senior professor at Prisland College? or ...... A short figure flashed in Chongyang's mind.

"Extraordinary people, there are indeed extraordinary things. Richard scrutinized the dark-haired youth in front of him, "Would you like to come to my lab for a cup of tea?"

Chongyang was stunned for a moment, and looked sideways at the side of the burning sun.

"Your brother, let Lillian accompany him. "Didn't you just say, why do you have to answer my question?" I'll tell you, if you answer a few of the questions you ask well, your brother...... You can be with Lillian. ”

Chongyang frowned slightly and nodded.

......

The room of the elder-level figure of the Magic Association is naturally in the towering mage tower.

Following the old man all the way, none of the magicians Chongyang met in the mage tower were below the arcane level. The general atmosphere inside the tower was gloomy and silent, filled with a profound and mysterious magical atmosphere.

I don't know how many years it will take to enter this tower if I start as a peripheral member of the Magic Association? Chongyang couldn't help but think.

Eventually, he was led by the old man into an unusually spacious room, the walls of which were full of bookshelves and books, except for a large desk in the center, on which something was either messy or neatly arranged. At first glance, it looks like a small library.

"Sit down. With a wave of his hand, an armchair appeared out of thin air in the air.

Spell casting and magic space with bare hands......? Chongyang sighed secretly. Judging from the unusual size of this room, it must have undergone some magical space construction. Generally speaking, to use the magic space, you need to be at least a domain mage, and to construct a magic space, you need to start at the arcane level.

And the Elder Richard in front of him was at the Holy Spirit level, so he was naturally already familiar with controlling the magic space.

After sitting down next to each other against the desk, the old man really made a pot of black tea with his own hands and poured a cup for Chongyang. With such respect, Chongyang understood that this was the other party apologizing to himself in disguise.

He is not a person who knows what to do, so he politely thanked the old man and picked up the teacup and tasted the tea slowly.

"Tea for the royal family...... How does it taste?" asked Richard, with a smile on his face.

"Very good...... But I can't drink the specific method. Chongyang replied honestly, "In the imperial capital for so many years, there are relatively few times to drink tea. ”

"And what do you drink?"

"Coffee, or wine, drink spirits. Chongyang said, "Coffee can refresh the mind, and spirits ...... When you're in a bad mood, drink spirits to get drunk quickly. ”

"Oh, young man......" A gentle look flashed in Richard's eyes.

"Your magic flaws are real, right? A third-level cultivation that can't be improved...... That magic scroll that is only one or two levels, shouldn't it be ......?"

"I made it. Chongyang knew that in front of such a person, the less lies he could tell, the better.

"Oh......" Although Richard was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but be moved. Not to mention the magic mysteries contained on the scroll, just such a complex magic array diagram itself, which can be created, is enough to prove that the maker is worthy of the title of master. Not the ceremonial kind, but a true master who can stand the high examination of the Magic Association!

Such a person is called a waste and a disgrace in Presland just because of his magic defect.

Richard didn't bother to blame the world's gaze, but what really struck him was that this young genius had endured insults under the world's gaze and had been quietly penance......d for more than five years!

"With such ability, why don't you come to the Magic Association to apply for the Master Assessment?" Richard couldn't help but ask.

"I've been busy with my own business, and I don't know much about the affairs of the Magic Association. Chongyang said, "What's more...... Even if he passes the assessment, what can a master who is only a third-level master do? It's just a nice name. ”

That's right, a third-level scroll master, no matter how powerful he is, it's still a third-level one. It's really not on the table, but after witnessing the miraculous magic with his own eyes, Richard doesn't think that this young master will have less gold than those high-level masters. On the contrary, by the manufacture of that scroll, he has surpassed many others!

"Do you know that as long as the scroll you made is announced, it is enough to cause the entire scroll realm, no...... The whole wizarding world is shaken?" Richard sighed.

"I want to ...... I guess that's how it is. But first, I only made three such scrolls, and two of them are for my brother to use today. In other words, what you've just seen is the first time it's been introduced. "Chongyang Dao," the second come...... This scroll is essentially not my work. ”

"Someone is teaching you?" Richard was not surprised, in his mind, it was too much for a young magician like Chongyang to make such a powerful spell. There should be someone behind Chongyang, probably a legendary magician!

"Yes, but I don't know his name, and he doesn't want me to tell anyone about him, so ......"

"I'm not going to ask you. Richard hurriedly waved his hand. The high-level magician has a somewhat strange personality, and if he accidentally angers the hidden magic master, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The imperial capital was prosperous, and almost the entire empire was concentrated with big shots. Correspondingly, there are many strong people who are hidden in the city. There are many examples of a certain family in the imperial capital, because it angered one or a few hidden powerhouses, resulting in retaliation and the entire family being greatly damaged, or even perishing.

Elder Richard was a very high-spirited person, but in the face of the Hidden Grandmaster who had to impress him with just one scroll, he was willing to choose to be cautious and low-key, and politely treat Chongyang, who had a relationship with the Grandmaster.

"That's for the best. Chongyang breathed a sigh of relief. Such an attitude seemed very real to Richard.

"Just talk about yourself...... Did he teach you because of his outstanding talent in scroll making?"

"Yes, but I don't know how he found out. ”

"How much did he teach you, that is, did he teach you something deeper than magic itself?" asked Richard, his eyes twinkling.

"Sorry, I can't answer that question. Chongyang's face changed, "You should know that this kind of problem is ......"

"Okay, I don't ask, I'm sorry to ......" Richard rubbed his hands a little excitedly, he knew he was in a hurry.

There was silence in the room.

"Chongyang ...... Do you have anything you want?" Richard thought for a long time, and suddenly became like a strange uncle who seduced little Lori, and said with a "kind" smile, the wrinkles on his face were squeezed, and a pair of thick eyebrows were connected into a curved arc.

"You should have graduated from the academy a long time ago, and it's not good to stay there all the time, right? Otherwise, if you come to our Magic Association, I can give you a position as the head of the department right away." Prisland House can give you everything we can give you here, and we guarantee that you won't be slighted again, how about it?"

Grand Director?

Chongyang's brain flashed. Although I don't know much about the Magic Association, I still know the basic hierarchy within it. From the lowest level of non-members, to general members, early members, mid-term members, and high-term members. and then to the secretary, the director, the central director, the director...... In other words, this position is equivalent to directly ascending from the zero level of non-members to the full seventh level of official positions in the association.

What does this mean? In terms of the status of the Magic Association in the Wren Empire, the social authority of a seventh-level official in the Association is comparable to that of a viscount!