The moment the door opened, everyone unconsciously looked away.

The crowd couldn't help but stir for a moment.

On the contrary, the remaining seven people only fluctuated slightly, and then calmed down.

After all, he had expected it, and Wang Heng had never meant to hide it, but now it was just on the table.

"Quiet." The old man raised his hand slightly, and pressed it down.

It wasn't loud, but it was like something invisible.

The chaotic sound disappeared in an instant, and even the movement came to a halt.

Wang Yu only felt a sinking in his body, and unconsciously activated his magic power, but instead of lessening the pressure, it became a little heavier.

Shocked, Wang Yu hurriedly closed the open circuit.

The pressure suddenly lightened.

Wang Yu was already sweating profusely, and calmed his breath for a while, and then he had time to raise his head and look at the old man again.

The old man was still standing in place, his face calm.

Wang Heng was talking about something, the old man never bent over, and Wang Heng's voice was not loud.

But judging from the movements of the old man's microjaw from time to time, it is obvious that there is no hindrance to communication.

As if sensing Wang Yu's gaze, the old man looked over.

It's like you're facing the stars.

The old man's gaze was so clear, like the silver starlight falling in the clear night sky, cold and distant, like a vast deep sky.

Wang Yu fell into it, the vast desert starry sky.

Wang Heng frowned, and the black light in his eyes flashed, cutting off the spiritual bridge linking the old man and Wang Yu.

It is not impossible for the practice of the king's half-hanger to be directly assimilated like this.

Wang Yu lowered his head, and cold sweat soaked through his vest again.

He even thought he had been immersed in that starry sky for a long time.

Not daring to look up again, Wang Yu hung his head honestly.

Naturally, I didn't see a trace of amazement and regret flashing in the old man's eyes.

It didn't take much more time for the old man's voice to sound again.

"The trial is over, the victor, the king."

Wang Yu looked up suddenly, his eyes full of consternation.

There was also an uproar around them, and even the seven trialists who still maintained a certain level of rationality couldn't help but be a little excited.

After all, having overcome many obstacles to stand here, they would never think that they would be worse than everyone else.

The other two A-class circuits also stood here, and in the end, it was the people of the B-class circuit who won, how did this not make them feel unwilling.

"I'm not convinced!" A voice sounded, and Wang Yu stood out, his hands trembling slightly, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Born in such a poor family, the daily theme is to live, and finally have a chance to change your life.

He, so hard!

Doing everything he is not good at, wearing a false mask, and even, shooting at his own brother!

Abandoned all the common sense and ethics of the human world, just to become a magician.

So far, it is his mediocre brother who has gotten everything!

Overwhelmed by anger and disappointment, he chose to strike without hesitation.

Only the only remaining reason made him say before that: "Strength is the criterion for selection, isn't it!" ”

This is an excuse, but it is also where his confidence lies!

He has no reason to lose!

A year of life as a magician did not bring about a fundamental change in his combat effectiveness, and the teaching of knowledge did not involve much knowledge of combat.

He chose the most convenient way.

A simple enhancement of the flesh by magic.

There was a muffled sound under his feet, although he still looked like a child, but under the strength, he had surpassed a strong adult man in both strength and speed!

The wind blows against the king!

Wang Yu had not yet recovered from the previous shock, but his long-term vigilance had allowed his body to move on its own.

When the magic flows, it is time to catch up.

But the battle did not go well.

"Bull's head." Wang Heng stood in place, watching Wang Yu burst out with an indifferent expression, and just whispered: "Don't kill." ”。

The cyan giant stood between the two.

Wang Yu angrily smashed his fist on the giant.

The bull's body did not waver for half a minute, but he glanced at him casually, and then kicked him.

Wang Yu stared blankly at the giant in front of him.

In his magic common sense, it is impossible for humans to use such demons, whether it is to maintain the magic of their bodies or to drive their spirits, it is a realm that is difficult for humans to reach.

The bull head didn't do much, just turned around and saluted Wang Heng.

Wang Heng nodded, and then the little cyan giant disappeared.

The field seemed to be frozen, and neither the people from the various families nor a few trialists had any intention of daring to move.

Wang Heng waved his hand as if he was not interested: "Okay, that's all there is to say, as for the handover matters, it will be troublesome for the young man." ”

An old man with half-flowered hair stepped forward and saluted, "Yes." ”

It seems that the old man's presence is too strong, and almost no one notices that there is actually a person behind the two.

It wasn't until Qing Lao himself spoke out that everyone suddenly realized its existence.

"You six ......" Wang Hengchao glanced at Wang Yu, who was already unconscious: "Five, there is still room for choice." ”

"Work for the master as a magician, or be a normal person." Wang Heng paused: "Of course, no matter which way it is, it is impossible for your magic knowledge to be passed on again. ”

"I won't ask for your promises, after all, the magician's promises are not credible, and magic will be a little more reliable."

"Think about it carefully and then make a choice, it's no problem for the Wang family to raise a few rich idlers, think about it and tell the young man." Wang Heng showed a hint of a smile, but there was no warmth in his eyes: "What is a magician, I think you know enough." ”

After that, he nodded to the royal family: "Follow me." ”

Without waiting for Wang Yu to react, he turned around and left.

The old man left first, obviously even more impatient than Wang Heng in these matters.

Wang Yu glanced at Wang Yu, who was still unconscious, again...... His older brother.

pursed his lips slightly, and walked to keep up with Wang Heng's back.

……

Youzhu and Wang Yu's bodies had already recovered, and Wang Heng naturally wouldn't be serving them all the time.

The most important thing for Youzhu is still the restoration of the temple grounds.

I actually checked it and found that what Wang Yu said was true, most of the basic processes had been completed, and in the end, only a small part of the part that needed to be supplemented by the Night Magic was left.

The mood has also eased a lot.

Without further ado, start preparing as soon as you've checked the situation.

Since Wang Yu has recovered, it is naturally impossible for him to be idle.

Rather, the main force has become him.

Wang Heng watched with relish the books he had turned out of the Great Witch's library on the side, and all the follow-ups were thrown to Wang Yu.

It's just that I don't know where he got his attention, but whenever Wang Yu makes the slightest mistake, a book will be smashed on his head, and then fly back to Wang Heng's side.

"It hurts! Oh! It hurts! Whew! Big brother spares his life! Yes! Murder of your own brother! "Wang Yu has already smashed his head full of bags, after all, he has never been good at mixing, and even if he calculates correctly, he will always make inexplicable mistakes in strange places.

When he was on the mountain of Dazu, Wang Heng often used this method to exercise his spiritual power.

It's a pity that he seems to have chosen the wrong direction of training, although Wang Yu's mental power is indeed growing rapidly, but at the same time, the situation of making mistakes has not improved.

Later, Wang Heng seemed to have found the reason, but he still did not give up this way.

It's just that after a long time to try again, it seems that there is no improvement.

In the end, in Youzhu's unkind eyes, Wang Heng could only do it himself.

The final fix didn't take much time.

When it was completed, Wang Heng seemed to see the mansion recovering in its brilliance, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye, as if it was just an illusion.

Wang Heng didn't dig deeper, the Jiuyuan Temple itself was like a large-scale ceremonial dress.

Because the fix was fast, it was done exactly at noon.

Youzhu's eyes also showed a relaxed look of relief.

Wang Heng was really relieved at this time.

If there was indeed irreversible damage to the Kuyuan Temple, the gap between him and Youzhu would be too big to repair.

The temple is sent by the spirit of the pearl.

Wang Heng was convinced.

In a rare good mood, Wang Heng was not perfunctory and made a rather hearty lunch.

In fact, if you have a pearl living habits, it is the norm to use refreshments and black tea for lunch.

It's a pity that both Wang Heng and Wang Yu are authentic Chinese, so a hearty lunch is a habit.

Braised pork, shredded pork with green peppers, plum cabbage button pork, boiled broccoli, and lightly seasoned sea breeze soup.

It's not a particular dish, Wang Heng likes to cook but basically only cooks home-cooked dishes, and he doesn't practice in particular.

Delicious, but also plain delicious.

In order to take care of Youzhu's habit, a separate meal was set aside.

Wang Heng and Wang Yu did not have the habit of sharing meals, and shared them as always.

Except for Wang Yu, who was overeating with a mentality of filling the anger of being beaten in the morning, Wang Heng and Youzhu did not eat in a hurry.

Only when Wang Yu did too much would Wang Heng gently knock his hand back.

After lunch, he threw the work of cleaning up to Wang Yu, and Wang Heng picked up the book and went to the sunroom with a tacit understanding.

Youzhu skillfully brewed a pot of black tea, poured a cup for the two of them, and then immersed himself in the book in his hand.

Wang Heng was holding the book, and the fingertips of one hand swirled slightly in the air from time to time, drawing irregular traces of light in the air with the light of magical power.

Through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows of the sunroom, the sun does not shine lightly on the two of them.

It is as if announcing the beginning of a leisurely daily life.

After a while, the door of the sunroom opened softly, and Wang Yu slipped in.

Wang Heng didn't move, still looking at the book in his hand.

Wang Yu peeked at the two of them.

Sure enough, he still feels that it is completely the life of a husband and wife, but he has also learned to be obedient and does not dare to be cheap anymore.

I just secretly poured myself a cup of black tea, and rested leisurely with a plate of refreshments that had just been turned over from the refrigerator.

The quiet and comfortable atmosphere made him suddenly feel like he was back on the mountain he used to be together.