None of the countless metallic flying needles fell, as they were all directly isolated in midair.

I saw a translucent green shield across the rain curtain, the size of the enchantment was not biased, just enough to envelop all the apprentices, and those ultra-high-speed metal flying needles continued to hit the shield, but only burst out with a little silver brilliance before disappearing.

In the eyes of Anya and the other apprentices, it was as if a canopy full of stars had appeared above their heads, and the sparkling brilliance was circulating on the shield, but no light could penetrate this seemingly thin but indestructible energy barrier, and all the creatures under the "canopy" were extremely comfortable.

This is a real master-level spell spell, the size of the shield established depends entirely on the amount of magic injected, all the magic output of a master-level powerhouse can even envelop a small city, and now it is more than enough to resist a very low-level formal-level attack and shelter a group of more than 300 apprentices.

The attack of the iron-toothed black crow was a typical "wave of streams", and it didn't take long for the dense metal filament rain curtain to slowly stop.

Now the apprentices can see clearly, at this time in the sky at some point appeared in the sky wearing a black background red robe, the rain in front of this man "automatically" dispersed, even if the rain was as violent as a pour, but not a drop of rain could wet his robe.

The mysterious man's face was not clearly visible under the shadow of the hood, but the eyes that seemed to burn with blue fire became more and more cold and strange against the background of the gloomy sky, and in an instant, the cold aura emitted by that person seemed to freeze the whole world and the world.

"Quack"!

The black-toothed iron crow with some sparse feathers screamed loudly in mid-air as if it had seen a ghost, and it did not have the arrogant and tyrannical appearance just now.

There is no doubt that the person who arrived was none other than punk.

I have to say that now Punk's killing intent is undisguised, because his mood is very bad, just now, Punk has dealt with the other four iron-toothed crows that flew to different exits one by one, and also checked the other four apprentice teams as he wished, but the result made Punk very dissatisfied.

He needed an apprentice who was both optimistic and talented, but he also needed to know how to keep a low profile, but in those four teams. There are many optimistic and strong apprentices, but they are either stupid and bold who don't know anything, or they are crazy people who like to make friends everywhere.

As for talent............ On the contrary, it is the easiest to find, there are not many talented apprentices among the thousands of apprentices, and the reason why Truth Thoughts recruits apprentices is that Truth Thoughts can always pick out those who are truly gifted.

Walking all the way but without yielding, Punk naturally couldn't be happy, and even the iron-toothed black crow in front of him now looked at him with a lot of feathers in front of him.

The Irontooth Crow is not stupid, although it is a little arrogant, but it still knows how to run away when facing a strong enemy that it will never be able to defeat.

Seeing that Punk's face was very unkind, the iron-toothed black crow, who had just enjoyed walking on his own for no more than five minutes, quickly turned around and wanted to escape.

But its speed of reaching the speed of sound is no different from a snail crawling in the eyes of a master.

Before the iron-toothed crow could flap its wings, Punk's lilac mage's hand grabbed the desperate crow like a chick.

"Noise".

Punk glanced at the iron-toothed crow who was still struggling and fluttering in annoyance, and said expressionlessly, and at the same time, the mage's hand tightened with a little force.

"Click! click".

With the wail that resounded through the rain curtain, the iron-toothed crow's bones, which were stronger than steel bars, were crushed by the punk, of course, this level of injury was not enough to kill the iron-toothed crow, but it was really painful.

Ignoring the howling and wailing Irontooth Crow into a spell-summoned cage, Punk looked at the apprentice on the ground, and asked coldly:

"Where's your mentor?"

"In ............ Over there".

Seeing Punk come over, none of the apprentices dared to look at Punk, only the young apprentice who was relatively high in front lowered his head and timidly stretched out his hand to the pile of bloodstained rubble next to him.

Peter, who was identified by the apprentice, did not continue to lie on the ground and pretend to be dizzy, he did not dare to play tricks in front of a master powerhouse, especially when this master powerhouse seemed to be in a bad mood.

During the time he fell in the rubble, Peter also regained a lot of mobility, and when he heard Punk calling him, he quickly ran over.

"Dear Lord Sai'an, do you have any orders?"

"It's nothing, I thought you were dead............ The control of the vibrations is good, but it is a shame to use it in such a place."

Punk could see at a glance the little trick played by this official-level mage, but he was wholeheartedly scanning the more than 300 apprentices who were trying to suppress the cry, and for the humble Peter, Punk only said sarcastically and said no more.

"Yes, yes, my lord is right, I'm too useless."

Peter dared to refute, even though it was embarrassing for him to be scolded in front of many apprentices, but he could only stand honestly in the rain with his head down and a look of "it is my honor to be criticized by adults".

I don't know when it started, the rainstorm has gradually become smaller, and although the raindrops have not stopped, the howling cold wind has stopped.

The punk sensed the reverent and fearful gaze cast by the apprentices, and said nothing.

These children also made Punk feel very disappointed, it seems that they are no different from the previous four apprentice groups, a group of half-sized little devils even after walking on the edge of life and death only have immature and boring hero worship, and the few little ghosts who are more talented and full of hope for the future still put on a smart appearance and talk non-stop to their companions around them, without a little low-key consciousness at all.

"It seems that it is in vain, I have to go back to Ling to find a way, there really will be no real genius seedlings in a group of little ghosts."

Punk thought unhappily, and finally, he frowned helplessly, and then lifted the cage full of iron-toothed crows once again and prepared to leave.

"Huh, this little ghost seems to be a little different!"

Just as Punk was very disappointed and was about to turn away from him, a gaze that was different from all the other apprentices entered Punk's perception.

It was a gaze full of curiosity, longing, and joy, as conspicuous as a lamp in the darkness under the simple adoring gaze of a group of children.

Punk paused and followed his gaze.

I saw that in an inconspicuous corner of the crowd, a girl with some dark long hair looked at herself with wide pale blue eyes!