"Won't it?" Pubal's eyes widened in surprise.

"I heard that this Medivan is the new Guardian of the Council of Tirisfar!" Rivigaz laughed.

"If that's the case, it's not surprising, I've heard that the power of the Guardian, once fully developed, can be completely comparable to the existence of a god. However, cultivating to an archmage at the age of twenty is still quite surprising. Panda man Lao Lin also smiled faintly.

Unlike the others' surprise, Khadgar just secretly clenched his fists, not knowing what to think.

Hearing them discuss Medivan, Leng Feng just smiled and went upstairs to meditate, at this time, he was indeed a little tired.

The assassination of the members of the Council of Tirispha and the turmoil over Medivan's amnesia gradually subsided in Dalaran.

After a few more days, nothing big happened in Dalaran, except for the resumption of the Dalaran Academy League.

On the day of the rematch of the Academy League, it can be described as quite lively, if the preliminary round of the Academy League is just a dessert, then the rematch is the main meal of this league.

At this time, on the central square of Dalaran, a stand of about ten meters high was erected, and on the stands, not only the residents of Dalaran, but even the kings and princes and nobles of many countries came to visit, compared with the preliminary round, the scene of the semi-final was really much more spectacular. And the specifications are not comparable to the preliminary round, most of the colleges that are not in the stream were eliminated in the preliminary round, and the remaining colleges are all elites, so there is also an entrance ceremony.

Speaking of this entrance ceremony, Leng Feng was a little dumbfounded, because at this time, the various colleges. will show their characteristics. But. When I saw this suit from the Academy of the Wicked. Leng Feng was still a little apprehensive in his heart, and Pubal and the others, obviously had the same psychology, and they all smiled bitterly, but it was Rivigaz, who seemed to have already experienced it, so like those old men, they were all at ease.

Haven't played yet. The stands around the arena erupted in cheers.

"Look, that team is all Night Elves, and those moonlight-like clothes are so beautiful!"

"Haha, our Stormwind City Royal Academy's uniforms are handsome, they really look like generals in battle armor!"

"Hmph, you Stormwind Kingdom are so rude, how can you be as elegant as our Lordaeron Kingdom, they are dressed in white bachelor style."

Every audience burst out with unprecedented enthusiasm. It seems that I didn't come to watch the game, but to see the fashion show.

"Now it's coming. It's the Valley of Thorns Villain Academy! ”

The host, still Antonidas, has an unusually loud voice.

Leng Feng and the others finally walked out, and before they had taken a few steps, a burst of boos suddenly came.

"I'm not mistaken, this is the academy that came out of the middle of nowhere, and I seem to see a swarm of flies surrounding them!"

"Haha, someone actually uses a robe of this color, it must be an unpopular academy, these garbage!"

"I'm sure that this academy from Maokeng will be the first to be eliminated."

These voices were unbearable, coming from all directions, and the four old men were calm and even smiling.

Leng Feng's face was a little cold, Ah Fei's concentration was not bad, he just stared at the guys who spoke, but it often attracted more mocking words.

"What's the big deal, isn't it just a set of clothes, look at the old lady, I don't beat them all over the ground to find teeth!" Pubal said indignantly.

Khadgar, who has always been calm, also has a little unhappiness on his face. Rivigaz just shook his head and smiled, but didn't say much.

Soon, the Wicked Academy came to the gathering area of the players, and in several academies near the Wicked Academy, they even took the initiative to keep a distance from Leng Feng, as if they really had something on them.

The entrance ceremony to the academy was quickly completed, and Antonidas wore a slightly luxurious mage robe inlaid with gold thread, and held a valuable Nanmu staff in his hand.

"The entrance ceremony is complete, now, I will announce the rules, just like the preliminary round, the semi-final will set up a hundred rings, each ring will set up ten players, the last hundred rings, only one person can be left, the last hundred people, will enter the finals, not only that, the top 100 players will be eligible to get our Dalaran invitation, become a member of Dalaran. As for the Masters Zone semi-finals, they will be completed at the last tournament venue. The rules of the game still do not restrict the means, but there are two taboos: first, you must not use anything that is not made by your own hands, and second, you must not cause death. Now, I announce the resumption of the Dalaran Academy League! ”

Antonidas had just announced the start of the rematch, and the spectators in the stands were set on fire, and even some kings shouted along with them.

In one of the stands, King Admante initially set his eyes on the Royal Academy of Stormwind City, but in the end, he looked at where Leng Feng was.

"Are you sure that Night Elf is the Night* Grim Reaper?"

Next to King Admante, sat his queen and an old woman with a grim eye.

"Back to Your Majesty, it's just him!" The old woman laughed.

King Admante nodded, and began to follow the game.

In a corner of the stands, Canel stroked his long beard and looked at the Royal Academy students who had entered the semi-finals, his face full of relief, and next to him, there was also Onu Van Cleef.

"This time in the academy league, I was really a little surprised, I didn't expect that kid to die!" Onu Van Cleve's gaze rests on Khadgar.

"Hahaha, old man, don't say you didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, this kid had too much overdraft potential back then, so I didn't accept him, I didn't expect this wicked academy to accept such waste! His name should be Khadgar, right? Canel laughed.

Onu Van Cleef nodded and said nothing more.

The rematch of the academy league has finally begun, and like the preliminary round, Leng Feng and they are completely on the stage, and this time the number drawn, Leng Feng drew the number one.

Ring No. 1 was relatively close to the audience, and Leng Feng could even see the disdainful expression on their faces.

At this time, on the No. 1 ring, ten people came up one after another, and Leng Feng analyzed everyone with the eye of analysis, three six-ring, six five-ring, and he was a four-ring druid.

Only one person can be left in the ring of ten people, so as soon as he goes on stage, the atmosphere on the stage is a little tense.

What made Leng Feng a little concerned was that there was a person in this ring who had been looking at him intentionally or unintentionally.

It was a black-haired young man, slightly older than Leng Feng, should be in his twenties, a pair of pitch-black pupils, exuding a murderous aura, Leng Feng remembered the data transmitted back by the Eye of Analysis, this young man was a six-ring stalker.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect that Madias was in the same ring as that Dark Night * Death, this time, I want to take a good look at what this Dark Night * Death is capable of!" In the stands, Ardmante burst out laughing.

"Your Majesty, Madias has already obtained my true biography, and the Grim Reaper of the night is nothing to worry about." The old woman laughed.

"yes, then I'll wait and see!" Admante laughed, seemingly perfectly pleased with such a coincidence. (To be continued......)