I've put a lot of effort into it, the Ivy Society, a magical research society that bears the name of Fat Bazok but is actually my personal property.

What, you say I don't understand magic, and I eat and drink all day long, and I'm not qualified to say that I put in the effort or something?

As a brilliant businessman, my heart is bleeding every time I spend a child. You must know that the money I have invested in the fat man and those lazy guys over the years is enough for me to make a few big deals, how can you say that I have contributed nothing.

The essence of a businessman is to use money to make more money.

I'm very good at it, but it's also one of my weaknesses.

No merchant can stand up to the ** at his fingertips, and I am no exception.

Three months ago, I learned that Ye Falan was planning to contract out the Dawn Light Magic Team Competition. I heard that Ye Falan's magic budget was seriously insufficient, and they needed some funds to turn it around. However, the magicians of Mune don't seem to be very good at finding partners, and they are not very satisfied with the contract prices offered by others.

Having seen the Monaris Mercenary Competition, I immediately recognized this as an unavoidable opportunity to make money.

In the City of Mercenaries, in addition to attracting a large number of spectators to earn, this kind of competition has also given rise to a very lucrative way to make money - the gambling industry.

The uncertainty of the game meets the frenzy of gamblers, and the money is staggering. Opportunities are always fleeting, and I, who was well-informed, used all my connections in Ye Flange to finally win the right to undertake.

After winning the right to host Dawnlight, I used my network of resources to build a huge gambling network. Although many people don't know much about Ye Falan's real situation, and they don't know which demon court is the strongest, this can't diminish their enthusiasm for gambling everything. The stubbornness of the magician and the sign of Ye Farlan made everyone feel at ease to join in this unprecedented gamble.

As the undertaker, of course, I also have to participate in it, otherwise how can I match the infinite ** force that those glittering money pick-ups have sent to me.

In order to create an unprecedented dark horse, I deliberately helped the Qingteng Club to sign up for the competition without telling the fat man. Although I don't know magic, I trust my gaze. Under the leadership of the fat man, as long as the Qingteng Club exerts its normal strength, it can defeat those bullshit first-class college students. The little-known Green Ivy House is the best magical youth in the city!

After some calculations, I found that as long as I put all the cash in my hand to buy the Qingteng Club to enter the semi-finals, then I could earn back twice as much money. If the luck is really good enough and the Qingteng Club can win the championship, then I can multiply my capital several times in a row.

I have to say that such a big gamble is really profitable.

But plans don't always keep up with changes, and I underestimate the positive surnames of those lazy people. When I remembered that I was going to call them back to train for the Dawn Light team event, none of these pits came back, not a single one!

When the soldiers were ready to be used, they found that they had been raised in vain. To be honest, I was so angry that I almost demolished the Qingteng Society.

But anger can't solve the problem, and what should be faced is still to be faced.

In despair, I only had the last straw left - the Qingteng Society happened to have three more magicians in Ye Falan: Fat Man, Naxi and Little Kid.

Although the fat man has far beyond ordinary people's opinions in terms of magic theory, he is a tragic poor demon physique, if he follows the strength of ordinary people's magic spells, he will soon collapse, and he can't adapt to the rhythm of team competition at all. This kind of shortcoming is the first team to kneel down.

Naxi is only a junior mage, although he still has a junior mage's hat. If it's in Monaris, it might still be a little useful. But in the city of magicians, Yefaran, in this world where there are many high-level magicians, a junior magician is nothing.

Although Luo Feisi is a very talented elemental magician, the problem is that this kind of teenager who is still in the second stage of middle school is no match for others in terms of scheming. From losing to Naxi, you can see how unreliable a little kid like Luo Feis is. If he was allowed to face those old and cunning college students, he would not have been eaten to death.

Scratch to scratch, no matter how unreliable these three people are, they have now become my lifesaver. In a few days, the organizing committee asked the team members to report, and they had to determine the final candidates.

The guys who are fooling around outside can't be counted on, and how to use the only cards left in hand to recover the biggest losses has become the most important thing for me to pay attention to at the moment.

The task of Dawn has been handed over to someone else, and my current central job is to train the three remaining magicians of the Ivy League to prepare for the magical team competition to be held at the end of July.

"You have to show confidence, there's nothing great about Dawn Light, and there's nothing great about the other teams. What is the Baifan Magic Academy, the legendary ** master, it's not even an ordinary magic array. You say no, Bazok. "In order to motivate them, I first let the fat man, who despises his colleagues the most, boost their low morale.

"Well," Bazok said, scratching his head and with a straight face, "If it's just a written test of magic theory, I don't have to be afraid of them at all, and even if I debate on the spot, I won't lose to other magicians." But if I do magic with real weapons, I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it. You know I'm a poor demon, and I can't stand the toss of magic."

Since you are a poor demon, why do you study magic every day, you shouldn't have come to be a magician in the first place. You can't give me a chance to cheer me up, are you still the same dead fat man who reduced other magicians to worthlessness in the first place?

"Alright, don't talk about it," I rubbed my temples with a headache, and then asked Rofes, who was standing next to the fat man, "Alright, little brat, please tell me what you want to do for this contest." Forget it, people like you definitely can't say anything about the construction surname, let's talk about what you expect. ”

"What are you looking forward to, it must be a charming big sister. "Last time, I was sick because of the dead fat man, so I didn't make it." This time, I have to get into the crowd, hoping to meet a few big sisters who are in turmoil."

"Shut up, you start thinking about this before your hair grows. Dead fat man, look at it, this guy thinks about this mess all day long at such a young age, you have to review it. I drank the rofis who wanted to talk on and on, and instructed the guardian to discipline him well.

"Okay, the Qingteng Club just runs out every day to fool around, if you can check some points, I think it should be a good example for Luo Feis. "It's unreasonable that the damn fat man actually put the responsibility of education on me.

"Ahem, let's not talk about that, let's get back to the game. Naxi, what do you think of this competition?"

"Race, do your best. Naxi was slightly stunned and said with a smile.

Do your best? Well, I don't expect much from you.

"Like you, I know that it will not be easy to get a good place in this competition. But no matter how difficult it may seem to be to reach the Final Four, I ask you to do it. I said with a solemn face, "There is nothing impossible in this world, as long as you do it with your heart, the impossible will become possible out of thin air." ”

"We have two months to deal with the upcoming games. "In order to get the best results possible, I have prepared a well-designed training plan," I hope you can put in 12 points of effort in the next few days. We must win the semi-finals of the Chen Xi Zhiguang event, you don't have confidence!"

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Seriously, I don't really have confidence.

Although it seems hopeless, I still hope to fight harder, and God will bless me all the way to the final four.

In order to make their strength improve qualitatively in two months, I have developed different training plans for them.

For Naxi, I think his actual combat experience is the best of the three. Two months is for a magician, there will be no progress in casting spells, and now they can only strengthen their ties in terms of actual combat experience.

So I gave Naxi the task of sparring with different people every day. From a mage to a mercenary, he'll have to face different enemies and hone his skills in these countless battles. In this way, he will be the most consistent presence on the team, and I don't have to worry about losing the game because of his accident.

I have to say that the first few days of training went well, Naxi was doing well for me, and his terrifying magic resistance could be my best hand.

As for the little kid Rofes, I can only use the induction training method. I discussed with the fat man and made a training program for him, and then told him that if he got those goals, he would take him to the Rose House and have a drink with the beautiful big sister or something.

Xiao Se Embryo seems to be very satisfied with this training plan, the degree of hard work is far beyond my imagination, if it goes well, I believe there will be a lot of room for improvement.

As for the dead fat man, I don't know where to start. This lump of fat is simply a disgrace to Ye Falan, I have been here for so long, and I have never seen a magician with such a good body as his. Thinking about it, I could only try my best to drive him to run and practice physical fitness every day.

If you can lose weight, the staying power of the dead fat man should be longer. None of the teams would let the Dead Fat Man encyclopedia of magic go with him, and as long as he persisted, he could give the other two enough guidance to find each other's weaknesses. This will greatly increase the odds of winning the game.

It looked perfect, but I realized I was wrong again.

By the third day of training, the damn fat man's body had collapsed, and I didn't expect the damn fat man's body to be so weak.

Looking at Bazok, who was lying on ** with a high fever, I felt that instead of tossing like this, it would be better for me to collect Ye Flang's various loans, and then prepare to run away.

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