75 Fighting for Dignity (Part II)
"Assassin!" Zhang Yuan couldn't help but think of the warrior who assassinated the emperor who was sluggish and cold, and even more remembered the assassin in the game he had played in the original world, and the thin and agile Mo Lin was indeed very suitable for this profession.
"And are you Assassins participating in the Freshman Tournament in three months?" Mo Lin looked at Zhang Yuan in surprise and said, "What are you kidding?" If there is an assassin who competes openly with others in the ring, it is not an assassin but a warrior. Don't tell me that you're going to participate. ”
Zhang Yuan nodded, "Yes!" I've decided to participate. ”
"You're not mistaken." Mo Lin said in surprise: "You must know that it is difficult to get started with magic and fighting spirit, but if you participate in the competition in three months, you must have both magic and fighting spirit before you can participate." Even if you can have magic and fighting spirit within three months, you can't be proficient at the same time, and you will definitely be eliminated if you go to the ring against a magician or warrior who specializes in one subject! It is impossible for someone to be dual-minded and very powerful, and to surpass others in one specialty. What's more, magic and fighting spirit are used together, not to mention that the combat effect is not obvious, and there is a possibility of conflict when you fight.
"You don't think well of me either? Actually, I don't know if the demon warrior is a chicken rib. However, I believe that after three months of hard study, I will be able to surpass others! Zhang Yuan said very seriously.
Early the next morning, Zhang Yuan got up from the bed very early, and Mo Lin also got up at this time, neither of them was lazy.
The Demon Martial Arts Department is located in a very good place in the Curiti Demon Martial Academy, a six-story white high-rise building is vigorous. Behind the main building, there is the dormitory of the Demon Martial Arts Department, and the small white villas are extremely chic. Of course, if you want to live here, you have to pay a single accommodation fee, and the price is extremely expensive.
"Zhang Yuan, here." Nina was lying on the window on the second floor and looking out, just in time to see Zhang Yuan running from a distance.
As soon as he entered the teaching building, Zhang Yuan's first feeling was that this was a palace rather than an academy. The splendid decoration made this place more like a temple than a classroom in the modern society where Zhang Yuan was, and it was not yet time for class, but there was already crackling magic in the building and the sound of fighting qi colliding from time to time.
"What a luxurious school building! No wonder it's so expensive. Zhang Yuan said to himself. Expensive? Everyone on the mainland knows that the teaching quality of the Curiti Demon Martial Arts Academy is good, but the tuition fee is not high. ”
When Zhang Yuan looked back, he saw that the department tutor Monalia yesterday didn't know when he had come to him.
"Hello, Mentor Menalia." Zhang Yuan said politely. Menalia said to Zhang Yuan: "In the academy, you must pay attention to your words in the future. I heard that yesterday you accepted the challenge of the Fire Helifin to participate in the Freshman Contest in three months? ”
Zhang Yuan nodded. "Are you sure?" A gleam flashed in Menalia's eyes. "Yes." Zhang Yuan's simple answer made Menalia's eyes become surprised.
"Yes? Why are you? Have you studied magic and vindictiveness? ”
"In three months, I will definitely be able to learn the Demon Martial Practitioners, and of course I will rely on my own fighting spirit and magic at that time." Zhang Yuan looked at Menalia with confidence and said.
There was a glint of surprise in Menalia's eyes, and she said, "Well, in that case, you come with me." She took Zhang Yuan directly to the second floor, the classroom where this year's freshmen were in class.
The classroom was large enough to accommodate forty apprentices, and the civilian freshmen in this realm, plus Zhang Yuan and several royal and aristocratic freshmen, were only nineteen. At this time, everyone had arrived, but the classroom seemed a little empty. Menalia pointed and asked Zhang Yuan to find a place to sit down.
Monalia stood on the podium, her eyes swept over the faces of the freshmen, and the classroom fell silent.
Menalia said: "First of all, as the department master of the Demon Martial Arts Department, I welcome you on behalf of the Demon Martial Arts Department. Regardless of why you chose the Demon Martial Arts Department, now that you are here, I hope that you will be able to complete your studies in the future. From now on, you must study hard to improve your cultivation. I think you all know the reason for this, it's because the school's annual freshman competition will be held in three months. In the past three months, other departments have been selecting candidates to participate in the competition, but only our Demon Martial Arts Department is an exception. However, when Zhang Yuan's apprentice signed up yesterday, he had already announced the competition on behalf of our Demon Martial Arts Department, and now I want to know who would like to compete with him. If there weren't five people, the Demon Martial Arts Department wouldn't even be eligible to participate. ”
"Mentor Menalia, I do." Nina was the first to raise her hand. Later, a young man from the royal family did not admit defeat and expressed his participation. A smile appeared on Menalia's old face, and she said, "Okay, courage, there are still two left." ”
"Mentor Menalia, I'm also participating." A nobleman's son also spoke. Obviously, the children of these royal families and nobles love face more and are unwilling to admit defeat. Of course, this is also because the new students of the royal family and nobility have more or less learned some low-level magic and vindictive spirit at home.
Menalia nodded and said, "Okay, that's one person missing." ”
This time, the classroom became quiet, and seeing that no one spoke again, Menalia said lightly: "Our Demon Martial Arts Department has always been the first department of the Curiti Demon Martial Arts Academy. However, behind the name of the first series, I don't know how many people say that we are not good at magic and not very vindictive. Since Zhang Yuan's apprentice proposed to participate in the Freshman Contest this time, regardless of victory or defeat, I hope you can all defend the dignity of the Demon Martial Arts Department. All participating apprentices, on behalf of the Demon Martial Arts Department, will be presented with a low-level magic weapon!
Hearing Menalia say this, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but be overjoyed in his heart, a low-level magic weapon, he was afraid that he finally had a weapon of this world. Since coming to this world, his sword has been immediately crushed to pieces by the coercion of this world, and even combat weapons such as darts have been turned into powder. So, he is in dire need of weapons now.
At this moment, in the innermost seat of the classroom, a teenager stood up and said, "Mentor Monalia, I will participate too. ”
It was a sturdy young man, who looked a little older than Nina and Zhang Yuan, and obviously had some skills.
In the single-person martial arts training field, accompanied by the emanation of wind blades, fireballs, water arrows, sluggishness and other magic, Zhang Yuan's fist full of primary fighting spirit hit the last target with a punch, and all ten targets shattered 616161616161
Zhang Yuan's saint-level talent obviously played a very powerful role, and in just one month, Zhang Yuan had already learned the primary magic and primary fighting qi of the four systems. This kind of super demonic learning speed that surpassed ordinary geniuses once made his mentor Monalia think that he was hallucinating 616161616161
After that, Zhang Yuan was trained alone by Monalia and was allowed to have his own separate training ground. You know, the children of those royal families and nobles don't have such privileges!
At the top of the corridor, every ten meters, there is a milky white magician, exuding a soft light, the air here is very dry, and there is no oppressive feeling because it is gradually descending towards the ground.
A hundred meters ahead, a gate carved with quaint patterns blocked the way of Zhang Yuan and others. Today is the day when Mentor Menalia selects weapons for several of the apprentices who participated in the competition. In order to allow his apprentices to get good grades, Menalia made an exception to open the arsenal of demonic weapons and let several apprentices choose weapons. Just pick a magic weapon, of course.
Menalia stopped and said lightly: "After you go back, forget what you saw today." As he spoke, he let out a suffocating wave of magic fluctuations that instantly bloomed, and the huge magic fluctuations made the bodies of Zhang Yuan and the four of them stiffen.
The door opened inward, and it was an empty twenty-square-meter room, with three rows of shelves, the first row of shelves were all kinds of magic weapons that glowed with faint magical attributes. Many magic weapons, from the quaint style can be seen how old they are.
On another row of shelves are magic robes, magic staffs, and even magic armor. The other row of shelves had the most items, filled with magic gems, magic potions, and some magic accessories.