In the face of the aggressive Bishop and Stone, Roy didn't speak for a long time, looking silent and flustered. It seems that someone has hit the vital point.

Of the people present, which one is not an old fox with eyebrows?

As businessmen, they are intriguing with people all day long, and their greatest ability is to observe words and feelings. Even if Roy is wearing a mask, they can read his heart through his speech and demeanor, through the subtle movements of his body.

Almost without hesitation, they had already interpreted Roy's silence as timidity that was seen through and forced to the edge of the cliff!

The sneers on Bishop and Stone's faces became more and more determined and proud. Auston's heart gradually sank to the bottom.

At this time, even he had to admit that this young man who suddenly appeared could not give people confidence. He was too young, too easily seen through, provoked. In front of veterans like Bishop and Stone, he didn't have the slightest chance.

The accusation that Tracy was guarding himself may be just a baseless and despicable frame-up. But that's precisely what makes it the hardest to justify.

Even if he believes in Tracy unconditionally, he can't speak for everyone. In this world, there are always some people who will only listen to one-sided words. As long as Bishop and Stone go back and spread the word, Tracy won't be able to wash it even if she jumps into the Healai River.

"A branch appraiser would dare to do something to his superiors! If it weren't for the ghosts in his heart, it would be strange. ”

"What a clumsy trick, even if it's a half-orc, you won't be fooled, right?"

"Yes, how could it be so coincidental? Seeing that the denial could not be passed, the Demon Pattern Master appeared? ”

"It's too easy to put on a mask and pretend to be a lone wolf, right?"

"Look, guess what, just like Mr. Stone said. They really just took out the wand that was untouched. ”

Such rumors, Auston can come up with a lot of them just by thinking about it.

The three of them became tigers, even if it was just a baseless guess, in the end, it would become an unwashable stain on Tracy's body.

Wherever she goes in the future. There will be people pointing fingers at him.

And the only thing that can prove it seems to be that the young man took out his wand that had completed the magic pattern. However, this is precisely the most unlikely thing.

Regardless of whether this young man was a lone wolf or not, it would be a fantasy to do something in three days that even the Demon Pattern Masters of the General Association and Master Furtrin could not do.

Stone stole a different concept. But at this moment, after being bitten by him like this, the young man and Tracy were already difficult to ride a tiger.

In the silence, Roy scowled his neck and said coldly, "I got my wand." There are only three days. In such a short period of time, it is simply difficult for a strong man to complete the magic pattern. Just because I'm not done doesn't mean I'm not a lone wolf. Besides, I don't need to prove to you who I am. ”

"Haha!" Stone sneered, looking around, "it reminds me of a proverb from the Hanshan people in the East." What's it called, poor donkey skills?!"

said. He sneered at Roy and said, "Now, please hand over your wand." He proudly raised the soft clay rattan paper in his hand, "Tell you the truth, whether you are a lone wolf or not, we don't need you anymore." Commissioned by Mr. Aristotle. We're done!"

It was a fatal blow.

Everyone only saw the lone wolf's body shake, and said in disbelief: "What? This is impossible!"

"Impossible?" Seeing that Stone had the upper hand, Bishop only felt unusually comfortable, and said proudly, "What are you?" It's impossible, it's impossible, but Aristotle himself determined it!"

"I'll see!" Roy snatched the soft clay rattan paper from Stone from his hand.

Stone couldn't catch off and wanted to reach out and grab it back, but was grabbed by Bishop: "If he wants to see it, let him watch it." ”

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Tracy, "I'd like to see what other tricks you have!"

From just now to now, Tracy stood beside Roy and didn't say a word. The expression is calm and quiet. It's hard to tell anything from her face. There is neither the calm confidence to win, nor the self-abandonment of fate.

She just quietly stayed by the young man's side, like any woman who followed her husband among the guests, but simply and naturally, giving all the dominance unconditionally to the man next to her.

However, few people know that at this moment, Tracy is actually a little distracted. In her mind, all that resounded over and over again was the words that the lone wolf whispered in her ear.

'I play with them. ‘

From that moment on, she didn't have any worries. It's like letting go of a thousand pounds of burden, staying out of the way, and feeling relaxed.

Compared with the confrontation with Bishop, she is more interested in looking at the sideburns on the edge of the young man's mask next to her, and the Yingting back that separates Bishop and Stone.

For more than 30 years, this is the first time that she has always believed in relying on herself, and she feels a sense of security from a man that fascinates her. Even if this man is more than ten years younger than her!

Under the gaze of everyone, Roy quickly finished reading the magic pattern plan. There was silence for a long time. Until Stone snatched the piece of paper from his dejected hand.

'How?' Stone sneered, 'You don't have anything to say now, do you?'

'There's nothing unusual,' Roy said unyieldingly, 'if I were given a few more days, I would be able to make a plan of this level.' ‘

'Haha' Stone and Bishop couldn't help but laugh, and everyone present couldn't help but shake their heads.

Sure enough, it's still a young rookie.

After reading other people's plans, it is too unstandard to talk about such a useless scene. What's more, he didn't realize that based on what he had just said, everyone could be sure that he hadn't solved the Demon Pattern problem.

And for an old fox like Bishop, the young man's disbelief is almost equivalent to putting a mean ridicule on his lips.

'You can do that too?' Sure enough, Bishop sneered, 'Don't look in a mirror to look at yourself!' I don't know how thick the sky is! Compared to Master Flint, you're a piece of! I'll bet a million gold Lulang! Not to mention reaching such a level, even if you can reach half of it, I'll admit defeat!'

"You ......" everyone saw that the young man's neck under the mask was violently flushed, and the muscles were exposed. A pair of fiery eyes, staring straight at Bishop, said angrily, 'Are you insulting me?'

"No, no, no, it's just a bet. "Where would Bishop be afraid of such a rookie, and in the face of his anger, he just sneered, 'As long as you solve the problem of His Excellency Aristotle as well. One million gold lulangs. Serve it at any time. ‘

The two looked at each other, each not giving in.

After a long time, the young man gritted his teeth and said word by word: "This is what you said!"

Although his tone was fierce, everyone could tell from him that he was not confident.

"Of course!" Bishop smiled, looking at each other like a fool, "The question is, do you have the ability to do that?"

Shi Stone and the others on the side were all laughing.

Looking at the young man who froze in place and Tracy beside him, Auston and the others were a little dumbfounded.

Bishop is clearly bullying people. Master Furtelin's plan is only barely working, if a lone wolf can solve the problem, what is the difference between it and Master Furtrin? Bet a million. It's just a humiliation.

But then again, this is also the young man's own fault. has no strength and is stubborn, what awaits him is just such humiliation!

At the gambling table of life, many young people have experienced such a cruel lesson. Being seen through by an old gambler and being ridiculed by his opponent for a lesson. Until many years later, they will remember their embarrassment and helplessness back then.

And the only difference is that the young man and Tracy, lost the bet. Far more than others.

"That's enough......" Auston couldn't bear to look any longer, and shouted in a deep voice.

He stepped forward. He was about to speak, but the young man suddenly laughed. Not only did he laugh, but Tracy laughed too. Laughing so happily and so cunningly. Under the backdrop of their smiles, the smiles of Stone and the others are like a bunch of idiots!

"Congratulations. Tracy smiled like a flower, and her eyebrows were like crescent moons.

"Rejoice and rejoice. Roy smiled, "I didn't expect that a simple magic pattern task would be an idiot to take the initiative to increase my reward." Miss Tracy, next time there is such a task. You have to remember me. I wouldn't mind making another million gold lulangs. ”

The laughter of Stone and the others came to an abrupt end. Bishop's smile also froze on his face.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, Roy took out his wand from the spatial ring and put it in Tracy's hand: "Say three days." You believe me, I'll do it if I try my best. Fortunately, he was not dishonored. ”

Tracy smiled, didn't look at it, and turned around and walked in front of Aristotle: "Your Excellency, Honorable God, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. This is the wand you have commissioned, please check it. ”

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the precious wand with a strange shape, but it made people's hearts beat faster.

Whether it is the shocked and angry Stone and Bishop, or the surprise Auston, they have already found at the first glance that the surface of the wand has been engraved with mysterious and complex magic patterns.

"Oh my God, he's done!"

"Is he really the lone wolf?"

"How is this possible?"

Everyone turned their heads to each other and talked about it.

"How can this be ......" The sudden blow made Bishop only feel black in front of him. However, Shi Dong beside him was quite calm, and said in a low voice, "Your Excellency Elder, don't be anxious yet. This magic pattern may not work. If his magic pattern can't be used......"

"Yes!" Bishop said with a hideous face as if he had been injected with a heart booster, "if he damages his wand, he will die even worse!"

In a commotion, Aristotle took the wand.

The royal mage had been smiling and watching the whole time. It seems that it is none of my business, and I do not express any opinions.

However, if there is a person who cares about it and observes carefully, you can find that from the moment the lone wolf enters the door, his eyes have never left the other party. And as the conflict between Lone Wolf and Bishop and others became more and more intense, his eyes became more and more appreciative and curious.

And he was not surprised that the lone wolf took out the wand that had completed the magic pattern. However, just as he carefully examined the wand, his face suddenly changed.

"Is this ......" Aristotle asked, looking up in disbelief, "the Boundary Pattern?"

And no wonder Aristotle didn't recognize it.

Roy's choice of the three boundaries of the magic pattern. One is from the Golden Horned Rhinoceros and the other is from the Phantom Eagle, both of which are life patterns that are very different from the traditional magic patterns. Moreover, he added camouflage patterns to the magic patterns for closing structures, and as a result, they were even more eccentric.

As a god of law. Aristotle's knowledge of demonic patterns is no less than that of a seventh-level magician. Not to mention that he couldn't recognize what kind of magic pattern it was, and he wasn't even sure if it was a magic pattern.

Roy smiled and said, "Your Excellency the Aristotle, I think that for you and this precious staff, the ordinary boundary magic pattern is really too wasteful. So, I made a little change. Three functional magic patterns are engraved for you. Of these, two are attack patterns and one is defense patterns. As for the effect and effect, I think it would be better for you to try it yourself. ”

As soon as he heard Roy's words, the room immediately exploded.

As we all know, the most important thing in magic pattern inscription is to choose a balance between material and function. It's like a piece of jade. No matter how great an engraver is, he can only choose the best pattern based on the material. Add anything you want. The only result is the destruction of precious materials.

And with this wand, Aristotle had already designed three main magic patterns. These three main demon patterns have also been repeatedly demonstrated. No changes are allowed. The rest of the position, in the professional measurement terminology of the Demon Pattern Master, is only 0.2 square inches.

Such a little place. It's not enough to engrave three simple boundary magic patterns, let alone three magic patterns with complete functions?!

The wand was in Aristotle's hand, and it was not known how much of the area these three patterns occupied. But according to their common sense, this precious wand has obviously been ruined by this reckless little idiot!

in this world. It is absolutely impossible to have three perfectly functional fifth-level magic patterns that can be engraved in 0.2 square inches!

Bishop and Stone were so surprised that they could barely hold back their laughter.

Sure enough, as he expected, that kid destroyed this staff that was incomparably precious to Aristotle!

He's dead!

Even Master Flint had taken a whole month to solve a difficult problem that had taken him a whole month to solve, how could he solve it in just three days?

No matter how arrogant and arrogant he is, this time, he will die without a place to be buried! The wrath of a legendary Dharma God is by no means something that a small Demon Pattern Master can bear. Even Tracy, and the entire Lulian branch, will suffer!

However, no sooner had their surprise come to their faces than Aristotle asked Roy, "Can I try it?"

"Of course!" Roy smiled.

Aristotle took a deep breath and poured magic into his wand. In an instant, a huge wave of heaven and earth spiritual power fluctuated, like a sea tide, filling the entire room.

Then, I saw the wand suddenly light up and explode with a thud. In the air, a gray-black iron mist suddenly appeared, and immediately like a dark cloud wrapped in a tornado, it quickly condensed into a semi-circular piece of iron armor with sharp protrusions on the surface.

The iron armor floated in mid-air, flying and spinning with Aristotle's mind, flickering left and right, extremely agile.

"What is this?!" the crowd exclaimed.

Aristotle's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed.

Although I don't know what kind of magic pattern this is, and, judging from the fluctuation of magic power, this iron armor is just a mere fifth-level magic. However, with a wealth of combat experience, he knew that when a mage encountered a knight's melee attack, this defensive magic was far more effective than a knight with two personal guards!

Not only is it sturdy and agile, it can defend itself from any angle, up and down, left and right, depending on the mage's mind, and the spikes on its surface are a great threat to any opponent. If you are bumped into it, you will lose half your life if you don't die.

And more importantly, it's a product of the magic pattern, an instantaneous magic!

If you use the Crystal Core, the mage doesn't even need to use his own magic!

Aristotle took a deep look at Roy, and immediately used his magic power to activate two other identical wind patterns.

Puff puff puff.

With a series of sounds, everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and fourteen light feathers flew out like lightning, breaking small holes in the windows and walls.

A gust of wind blew, and the newly broken cavern. A whining sound is made. The entrance to the cave was filled with dust, and crackled walls, masonry, and glass fell to the ground. It was not loud, but to the stunned crowd, it was deafening.

Everyone only felt a cold sweat on their vests. These fourteen light feathers came extremely suddenly, and when they emerged from the void, they were either high or low. Forward or backward, the trajectory is extremely tricky. If you didn't know it beforehand, when approaching Aristotle, you were brought to it like this......

Just thinking about it makes people feel chilled.

Looking at Roy at this moment, no one questioned his identity as a lone wolf. These two kinds of magic patterns are unseen and unheard of. Except for the lone wolf's unique mysterious magic pattern, which magic pattern artist can design it?

But......

Everyone looked at each other. His face was a little strange for a while.

Is this the Boundary Pattern?

Seeing that Aristotle's test was completed, watching the wand be silent, everyone around couldn't wait to surround it.

"Mr. Aristotle," Alston asked, "I don't know the results of your test......

"Hmph," Bishop snorted coldly, contemptuously, "and we commissioned it." It's the Boundary Pattern, but you can look at it. What did he do......"

"Mr. Bishop is right. This kind of magic pattern, if it is used on an ordinary wand, is naturally not bad. But he actually made his own decision and used it on this incomparably precious phoenix elf wood, it was simply a tyrannical thing!" Shi Stone's face was heavy, but he couldn't hide his schadenfreude in his eyes.

"yes. Compared with the main magic pattern designed by Mr. Aristotle, such a magic pattern has no meaning at all for a god of law. ”

"What should I do, can I still change it?"

"Of course it can't be changed. It's a pity. It's a shame. ”

A group of people led by Bishop were gossiping and talking. It was already determined that the lone wolf had destroyed this precious wand.

But at this moment, he saw Aristotle raise his head, glanced coldly at Bishop and Stone at the head, and scolded unceremoniously: "Gentlemen, if you don't understand, I think you'd better keep your mouths shut!"

As he spoke, he faced Roy, bowed extremely solemnly, stroked his chest, and said gratefully: "Dear Mr. Lone Wolf, I must say that this is the most charming magic pattern work I have ever seen. Your wisdom is far more precious than the wand itself!"

"You're so polite. Roy waved his hand repeatedly. However, to be praised by a legendary god of law, anyone can see his little proud appearance.

Aristotle laughed, "No, you deserve it." ”

The conversation between the two only made everyone stunned, and no one dared to believe their ears. Tracy covered her mouth in surprise. The blood on Bishop and Stone's faces faded completely, as if someone had poured a bucket of white paint on their faces.

"Mr. Alston......" Aristotle turned to Auston at this time, and said to Auston, who had just asked the question, "I think you can see the answer for yourself." ”

As he spoke, he handed his wand to Auston, who was a little dazed.

Auston took the wand in a daze, and the crowd around him surrounded him at once. More than a dozen pairs of eyes, looking at the wand at the same time.

There is no imaginary hustle and bustle, and there is no magpie's nest dove. On the clumsy wand, there were only three delicate and small magic patterns, which stayed quietly within the range of the designed boundary magic patterns. Like a constellation suspended in the night sky, mysterious and unpredictable.

Everyone froze. No one dared to believe that the one who had unleashed such a powerful magic just now was these three little magic patterns that had been refined to the extreme. Compared with the impression that there are hundreds or even thousands of complicated traditional magic patterns at every turn, these three magic patterns are like the seal of the gods!

"It's so beautiful. Isn't it?" Aristotle's gaze still did not leave the wand for a moment, and he was fascinated.

"Originally, according to my thoughts, as long as I could engrave the three boundary demon patterns and solve the problem of interference with the three main demon pattern elements. From beginning to end, I didn't expect these three boundary patterns to do anything else. In my opinion, that is simply unrealistic. ”

"However, I never dreamed that the young man in front of me would use his wisdom to give me such a big gift, a surprise!"

"As you have just seen, these three magic patterns are also the main magic patterns. One defense, two attacks. Each has its own use. And as fifth-level gold and wind magic, they are in harmony with the three main magic patterns I designed, and they are innate boundary magic patterns!"

"That means. This phoenix elf wood has six main magic patterns at the same time. They're like chains, interlocking. Not only can they restrain each other, but they can also benefit each other. Its effect is far ten times higher than the scheme of forcibly separating it with three functionless rigid boundary patterns!"

This statement of Aristotle. I could only hear the hearts of everyone present.

Anyone who has studied the magic pattern knows that his words are not exaggerated in the slightest. On the surface, these three boundary magic patterns are only releasing fifth-level magic. But because they have the function of the main magic pattern, they are more effective in regulating the elements.

What's more, once any knight approached Aristotle, he was caught off guard. This fifth-level magic is also deadly.

Looking at Roy again at this moment, everyone's eyes changed. There is shock, there is admiration, there is also curiosity and fire!

A few months ago, in Medin City, the lone wolf was short-lived. At that time, there was always attention to him, not so much attention to a talent. It's more about his distinctive magic pattern. His pitifully low level of the Demon Pattern was not very important.

It's like a horse running fast. Even flying horses. People are more curious. And if there was a choice between griffons and earthwalkers, they would of course choose the latter without hesitation. Just like Aristotle's problem, if the traditional magic pattern could be solved, he would never think of going to the remote Lulian to find a low-level magic pattern master.

And now, a qiē is different.

Everyone understood that it was Aristotle's words alone. This young man wearing a mask was able to set off a shocking wave of monstrous waves in the Demon Pattern Realm, and since then he has soared into the sky.

Being able to complete the fifth-level magic pattern proves that his magic pattern attainments have entered the hall and he is a real intermediate magic pattern master. Not to mention. This is also a magician who has solved a problem that many magicians have not been able to solve, and has conquered the legendary god Aristotle!

People's attention will be focused on this person from his mysterious magic pattern. I don't know how many people are willing to pay a huge price in order to get him.

Whether it is the Golden Skull Chamber of Commerce, the Mission Hall or the Divine Craftsman Hall, as long as he joins him, he can instantly surpass other competitors in terms of magic patterns, attracting widespread attention.

That's the star effect. As long as he does it right, he brings not only customers who are eager to solve problems, but also customers who want to get up close and personal with him and his fellow Demonic Patterns. Once these people are gathered, the strength of other competitors will be further and further apart over time.

Besides, he is still so young, what will it be like to be promoted to a senior Demon Pattern Master, Demon Pattern Master, and Demon Pattern Grandmaster in the future?

At this moment, when he turned his head again, he saw Bishop and Stone's bloodless faces, and everyone present couldn't help but subconsciously take a step back and draw a line with them.

Thinking back to just now, under the aggressive offensive of the sharp-eyed, spicy and fierce Bishop and Stone respectively, the young lone wolf expressed the "simple, stubborn, naïve, and immature", and everyone felt a chill crawling on their backs.

Everyone didn't know that this "stubborn and naïve" young man, who was not yet ten years old, was already a veteran who had become a good veteran in the fraud gang. I don't even know that this kid even cheated away all the money from the old liar who received a large sum of money from William to teach him cheating.

All they knew was that he had already finished his wand and was already in control. From the start, it was a completely unfair battle.

If it were another young man, he was afraid of being provoked by Bishop, so he immediately took out his things to prove his identity and strength.

But this kid is silent. Just understated in the dialogue, so that old foxes like Bishop and Stone made wrong judgments. And then, they chased after a poor young man, and they fell into a trap before they knew it.

Thinking of that bet, everyone couldn't help but feel pain for Bishop.

Although you are an elder of the Golden Skull Chamber of Commerce, Bishop has more power and status than wealth. This million Jin Lulang may be one-third or even one-half of his entire net worth!

Such a large sum of money, so lightly, was cheated by someone. For the ups and downs of the merchant sea, they are the best at intrigue and squeezing oil from stones, it is tantamount to a resounding slap in the face!

They are being played by a young man who is dozens of years younger than them in the field they are best at!

And the more terrible consequence is not the loss of money.

In the Golden Skull Chamber of Commerce, a financial empire of thousands of merchants and chaebols, the elders are just the administrators and spokesmen of the interests chosen by everyone. Whether their position is solid or not also depends on their abilities and the opinions of those super bigwigs.

When the news spreads, when the bigwigs of the merchant group and the chaebol know how these two people offended a young man who is respected and thanked by His Excellency the God of Law in front of His Excellency Aristotle because of personal grudges, and when they know how they pushed this magic master who may have created endless wealth for the Chamber of Commerce out of the door of the Chamber of Commerce, and even pushed it to competitors, their end will be extremely tragic!

Shopping malls are like battlefields. Even colder and more ruthless than the battlefield. Don't look at those bigwigs who are polite to Bishop on weekdays, and their smiles are amiable. But if they block their financial path, they will turn their faces and start their actions, faster than anyone else!

There are no swords in the mall, but there is no blood!

Thinking about it this way, the distance between everyone and Bishop and Stone is even farther away. It is the nature of businessmen to seek profit and avoid disaster. Even if Bishop will not fall because of this, no one wants to play a heartbeat with him at this time.

And unsurprisingly, the sinister black-bellied young man was not ready to let go of the prey under his claws.

"So......" Under the cold mask, the young man's eyes were smiling, with a hint of mockery, "Elder Bishop, shouldn't you take out the million gold roulangs you lost to me?

From the moment Aristotle unceremoniously told them to shut up, Bishop knew that he had fallen into a trap. And in the period after that, his mind was completely blank. Until this moment, when the other party pressed him, his eyes were still straight.

How so?

This question kept swirling in Bishop's mind!

I could ignore him and force him to take out his wand, and I could handle this matter in the safest way possible.

However, as soon as he was around, he was led astray.

This little fox is so deceptive. He was a natural liar! His words and demeanor made him, an elder of the Chamber of Commerce, a veteran of the business world of the Saint Solan Empire, unwittingly walk into a trap.

The most hateful thing is that the gambling contract was actually proposed by himself!

"This old idiot!"

When he thought of what others would say about him when they saw him in the future, Bishop only felt that the sky was burning and the sky was dark, and he wanted to fall headlong!

Wobbly and groggy, I heard the young man's surprised and vicious voice in my ears.

"Hey, when it comes to money, you're pretending to be dead?"

"Hey, wake up!"

"Hey!"

A stream of blood rushed straight to the brain, Bishop, who was mixed with shame and anger, couldn't hold on any longer, his throat was sweet, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he fell on his head!

(To be continued......)