Chapter Thirty-Eight: Fighting the Archmage
All eyes were on the old Pope. The situation forced the old pope to take over and say, "Yes, this is indeed Justinian. Everyone withdrew their skeptical gaze. But I was still shocked. Justinian was a figure of the same period as the Pope, the Pope was already old, but he still looked so young, he must have reached the peak of cultivation. As a result, it was as if they had been stabbed in their hearts. Is this time the troubled waters wrong? The power of Clarence Academy itself should not be underestimated, and now there is another peak master who is comparable to the Pope. If this operation fails, then what kind of after-the-autumn reckoning will the academy do, and who of us here can withstand it except for the church? Some people can't help but shiver.
The dean carefully watched the every move of the people below, and was very happy to see their shocked and even frightened expressions. Inadvertently, a faint smile appeared on his face. Then he said: "These two young men were Justinian's beloved disciples. Presumably, you don't doubt that someone would dare to pretend to be a disciple of the 'Demon Saint', right?"
"How dare you!" all of them took a stand in sincere fear. The shadow of the famous tree of people is really not false at all.
The biggest variable this time is that the "Demon Realm Sage", who has not appeared for a long time, suddenly appeared. As the saying goes, if you are not careful, you will lose everything. The old Pope's hatred in his heart. But since it's already here, you can't give up halfway, you can only do your best. As for the outcome, it depends on the will of God. "The disciple of the 'Demon Saint' must be the dragon and phoenix among the people, I don't know if you can come closer, let me wait to admire its peerless demeanor?" My two disciples have mediocre qualifications, and my brother can't laugh when he sees him. "The legendary master, who had been silent and did not say anything, finally spoke. The two behind him stepped away and walked to the front desk.
"These two apprentices at the same time. The male disciple is called Scoret, and the female disciple is called Natasha. The dean promptly explained, "At present, they have all reached the realm of magicians. ”
With a bang, the pot immediately exploded below. What? At such a young age, he has the cultivation of a magician! Is this still a human being? This speed is also perverted, isn't it? Even the current Pope, at their age, doesn't seem to have such a high level of cultivation?
The core members of the dark church lurking in the crowd immediately became overjoyed. Natasha, really called Natasha, is almost certainly the person we prophesied in our church.
"Congratulations, congratulations to Brother Tai for accepting two genius disciples. It's just that now I'm more concerned about whether they recognize Western writing or not?"
The young man named Scohot immediately stepped forward and said confidently: "Don't ask if it's 'knowing', you should ask if it's 'proficient'." The boy is not talented, and he is willing to accept any test of Western writing by anyone here. Such an arrogant shouting made everyone believe five points first. Without a certain amount of self-confidence, who would dare to boast of such a Haikou?
The old pope casually said a few of the most famous but also obscure poems in the Western Continent from ancient times to the present, and Cisco Ret immediately wrote them down in full in a flowing manner. In the eyes of everyone, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, and the pen is skillful and sophisticated. At a glance, you can know that without more than ten years of hard work, you must not have such a beautiful handwriting. Drifting without a trace, it seems that since elementary school English, the role is still not small! Since then, everyone no longer doubts. Think about it, would it be possible for an Oriental martial artist who has not been to Clarence Academy for half a year to practice such an old handwriting in just half a year?
The old pope was disappointed, but not dead. Suddenly, he erupted into a domineering and unparalleled mental attack on Ciscoret. In his opinion, a clever magician must have super spiritual power, and if he is really an oriental martial artist, it will definitely be difficult to withstand his spiritual impact. But the strange thing is that Justinian did not do anything, is he not afraid that his beloved disciple will become an idiot under my attack?
The tide of spirit waves instantly attacked. Floating without a trace, the sea of consciousness rotated rapidly, and wave after wave of spiritual shock waves were like the biggest tonic, constantly nourishing his spiritual ocean.
The old pope was confident that no one in the Western Earth Continent dared to take on the spiritual impact, not only did he not play the role he expected, but instead disappeared without a trace like a mud cow into the sea. What's even more bizarre is that this young man gradually seems to have a bigger and bigger suction on himself, constantly pulling and devouring his spiritual power. The old pope panicked in his heart, and hurriedly cut off the connection between the spiritual power he released and himself. The body trembled sharply, and finally stabilized its form. A cold sweat on his head. Breathe a deep sigh of relief. It's so dangerous, and I was almost sucked dry of my mental power by a younger generation. The old pope looked warily at the vanity. Unexpectedly, Justinian actually accepted an apprentice with such a strange talent. No wonder the old fox didn't move just now. But I don't know if this kid is really as the dean said, he has already reached the realm of a magician at a young age.
"Hehe, the afterlife is terrifying. Elder Peter, you are half my apprentice. Come out and learn from my old friend, a young and promising disciple. The old pope was not surprised, and his tone was still calm and calm. "Yes, the disciple obeys the teacher's orders. "An old man came out of the crowd.
What? Elder Peter? Isn't this one of the most powerful magicians in the Church? It is rumored that he has reached the level of the Grand Magus ten years ago, and is the fastest cultivating person in the current Church except for Pope Peter. I don't know if there is another breakthrough after ten years of hard work. This is too bullying, isn't it!People just said that these two young men were magicians, and now you actually sent the Great Magister to fight with others. Didn't you make it clear that you wanted to ravage people's homes? They even brazenly said yes, and the disciples learned from each other. Obviously, there is a huge disparity in strength, but it should be said to be a fair competition.
The old Pope sensed the strange look of the crowd and said to Elder Peter solemnly: "Remember, be merciful. The meaning of this is obvious, before I even competed, I knew that my apprentice had won. This is actually a resounding slap in the face to Justinian with words. At the same time, he also showed that he was very personable, knowing that you were defeated, so he specially asked his disciples to show mercy, which fully showed his care for the younger generations. Of course, there is also the implication of the words, that is, as long as it does not hurt his life, it is considered merciful, and the rest will be done by himself, but he must be forced to expose his true strength, and he must be embarrassed, or how can it be regarded as mercy?
Hardly anyone looked favorably on the young magician. If the opponent is a magician Dacheng realm, then this person named Sikeret may still have hope of winning. But now people are two levels higher than him, this is not a heavyweight class at all, it is a competition with completely unequal strength. Therefore, many people are speculating about how long this young man can hold out before the contest even begins. Many people even start betting with interest, and the longer they hold on, the higher the odds. No one has rolled out bets on young people to win. Of course, even if there is, there is a completely hopeless game, no matter how high the odds are, no stupid hat will press.
It's a contest between the best magicians. The Magus is able to unleash ultimate magic, and the Grand Magus can even cast the Great Forbidden Spell if he's lucky. Whether it's ultimate magic or forbidden spells, the power is incalculable. Therefore, it first took a lot of effort to make a large open space for the two. Then both the Church and Clarence College sent a number of Magisters to take charge of holding up the magic shield. These people are all big people with super strength who can make a name for themselves, and they don't want to be miserable to become coolies now. From this, it is not difficult to see how terrifying the strength of the church and Clarence College is!