"The whole continent, it's all water?". The four audience members were all at a loss, and some of the audience members outside the audience, such as Sharjah and others, were also at a loss. Only outside the maple forest, not far from the stream, where the five old men were sitting, the gray-robed mage heard this, and his whole body was shocked, and he actually stood up from the ground at once.

"Old friend, what's wrong?". The old man of the martial arts, who was also in a gray robe, asked in surprise, "I've never seen you so excited." ”。

"Is there something wrong with what Fang Tian Xiaoyou said?" The little chunky mage said.

Although Fang Tian was only a thirteen-year-old child, he couldn't even be called a teenager, but for well-known reasons, among the five old men, only the thin old man would directly call him "that kid". To call it, when others mention Fang Tian, under normal circumstances, they are basically called "Fang Tian Xiaoyou" with politeness. Target.

The gray-robed mage did not answer, but just pressed his hands and motioned for everyone not to speak.

"Haven't heard of it? ”。 Fang Tian casually ended this topic, if he was talking to Sharjah, then he would blow to Sharjah, "In ancient times, the four poles were wasted, and Kyushu was divided." Something, even if you don't talk about this, Noah Fontaine or something can be used as a topic to talk about, but in front of these people, forget it.

Chat also has to be divided into objects. Sharjah is a good chat friend, will these people be in the future, Fang Tian doesn't know, but obviously not now.

Fang Tian didn't know that he ended this topic casually, and the few people in front of him didn't feel anything, but the other audience member almost vomited blood, and was depressed beyond description by his behavior of digging holes and filling them.

"Mixed ............" The gray-robed mage couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, but after all, he only said "mixed". , that) "egg". The words didn't come out, but a large tree not far from him that was hugged by several people was instantly cut off by several wind blades, and fell to the ground in a dull direction carrying a few people.

"Sharjah, come to the old man's place!" The gray-robed mage used a wind-based spell to transmit a message to a certain point by the fountain, and his tone was very angry. If Sharjah hadn't been promoted to an intermediate mage, his language would probably not have been so polite.

"My lord, I don't know what the summoning is? ”。 Sharjah followed and said, clenching his fists.

In fact, as a mage, it is right to practice the mage ceremony, and holding your fist is a martial artist's trick...... However, Sharjah knows all about these five old men, and will deal with them in the way they prefer.

Among the five old men, three are former friends of the teacher, two are also closely related to the eldest brother, and one of them is his own teacher, so the intermediate mage Your Excellency Sharjah, these five old guys who can be called half-teachers are really at will.

"Did you hear what Fang Tian Xiaoyou said just now?" The gray-robed mage asked.

"Yes. ”。 Sharjah was a little puzzled, Xiao Youyou didn't seem to say anything just now, right? There may be a problem, is the legend that the ground is full of water?

"You don't know how you look, forget it. ”。 The gray-robed mage had a kind of confusion about the cow playing the harp, "If you have time, you might as well talk to Fang Tian Xiaoyou, it's about that flood." Okay, nothing else, you go. ”。

"Yes, Sharjah is retiring. ”。

After Sharjah left, the short and fat mage also looked puzzled and said, "What's the matter with old friend 1? Could it be that our continent, a long time ago, was really full of floods?"

"Forget it, it's okay if you don't know, it's useless to know, your level is too far apart. ”。 The gray-robed mage regained his composure at this moment and said lightly.

"Bah, I say as if you are an archmage, just like you bird1, I don't think you should think about it in your life. ”。 The thin old man was the first to be filled with righteous indignation.

"I don't like him either, I can prove that my old friend is indeed not an archmage yet. But looking at him like this, he is even better than a real archmage. ”。 Humpty Dumpty thrust a knife into his old friend's elbow.

"I am proud to be able to wear the same robes as the future Archmage. ”。 The gray-robed warrior first pulled his clothes towards everyone, and then drilled his gray robe with his thumb to drill a hole in his gray robe, and said with a smile.

After the gray-robed warrior finished speaking, the four of them all turned their eyes to the only old man who had not yet spoken. ,

"All three of them said what I wanted to say. ”。 The last old man first made a contemplative look, then raised his head and said calmly.

As if he had miscalculated the situation, the gray-robed mage looked angry: "Bard, you're so bad" Have you forgotten who fought with you yesterday?".

"I am only on the side of truth. ”。 The old man with an ordinary face, called Bud, said indifferently.

"You're so right, old man!". The short and fat mage slapped his thigh, "Unlike some people, they dream of becoming an archmage every day, but when they wake up, they see, oops, how can they still be high-law?"

"Am I so unbearable?". The gray-robed mage looked suspicious and asked for everyone's opinions.

You ask him. ”。 The thin old man was more tactful this time, pointing his finger at the gray-robed warrior.

"Don't ask me, ask him. ”。 The gray-robed warrior turned his jaw towards Bud.

"Ask him!" Bard passed the ball back into Humpty Dumpty's hand.

"I put that tree down, if it falls towards us, it means that our Archmage is not so unbearable, and if it falls somewhere else, then there is no need to say anything. Isn't that fair?". Humpty Dumpty mage asked, pointing to a tall, sparse tree not far in front of him.

"Fair. ”。 The other three, as well as the gray-robed mage himself, agreed.

The next moment, the tree was flattened from its roots.

The next moment............

The next moment............

It had been going on for a long time, but the tree was still standing. No, not standing still, but standing still. Or, to be more precise, the tree became like a tumbler, just fell this way, and the next moment it bounced back and remained upright.

In this way, the tree staggered as if it was drunk, but it just didn't fall.

After another half an hour, it didn't stagger, but began to spin, and the way it turned was similar to the spinning top that Fang Tian had made before.

At first, it turned slowly, but it turned faster and faster, and at last the big tree exploded into a large area of powder, scattering in all directions, like a small area of powder rain.

"What is the result?". A few people were stunned for a moment, and the gray-robed warrior asked.

didn't mention the fight of a few old monsters, but said Fang Tian's side.

After a few brief conversations, Fang Tian began to exercise on the stake.

Fang Tian is still as before, putting his hands behind his back, first walking in a positive direction, when it is a warm-up: then walking upside down, when it is loose bones: and then crossing sideways, accompanied by a hollow heel from time to time, this is a formal exercise.

Although the project is simple, because these wooden stakes are thick or thin, long or short, and the arrangement is sparse or dense, in fact, a warrior runs on it, and every limb joint of the body can be moved.

So although this stake and such an action were made by Fang Tian, it was Owen Anderson who exercised them a lot. Quite a few of them have made stake exercise every morning a compulsory course.

They should have seen this kind of exercise many times in these days, so they were not surprised to see Fang Tian doing it, but after half an hour, when Fang Tian finished his activity and jumped off the stake, Nanhai Thirteen asked a little strangely: "Brother Fang Tian, we are magicians, do we also want to exercise like martial artists?"

In fact, it was not unheard of a long time ago when magic and martial arts practiced together. But when many years passed, people found that the two cultivated together, with few benefits and great harm, and a limited amount of assistance or improvement was far from being proportional to the time consumed, magic and martial arts were officially separated, and they were never merged again.

However, in terms of actual cultivation, there are still many people from generation to generation, trying to find a feasible way to theoretically cultivate martial arts and magic.

After all, if the two practice together and complement each other, the advantage is that even the blind can see it. A high-ranking cultivator who is both good at magic and martial arts is definitely the existence that everyone dreams of. And if there really is such a person, it will definitely be a great nightmare for a single cultivator of the same level.

"Magicians don't need to exercise like warriors, but it's always good to move their bodies more, and it's more energetic to meditate, isn't it?" Fang Tian said.

What he said was basically true, but it was no different than not saying it. Because what he says is something that even idiots know. And the other few people in the South China Sea Thirteen and the field were concerned, but it was not the one he answered.

In other words, Fang Tian avoided the question of Nanhai Thirteen lightly.

Sharjah, who was listening from a distance on the other side of the fountain square, smiled secretly in his heart, and said in his heart that if you want to know something can be asked in this way, it will not be the fifth level of Xiaoyou, you will be one or two levels, but you should be reversed.

Nanhai Thirteen pursed his mouth, and said aggrievedly: "Brother Fang Tian, how did you upgrade so quickly? There must be some secret, right? Tell people if it's okay, people also want to upgrade quickly!"

That's the benefit of being young. In the case of Carrett, no matter what tone they use, as long as they say this, it means malicious spying and provocation. However, what if it was just a little girl about ten years old who said this.........

There is no other word to describe it except for fairy tales.

However, looking at the cunning that flashed in the big eyes of the little girl of Nanhai Thirteen, Fang Tian could only sigh in addition to sighing.

Are the little babies in this world so precocious?(To be continued.)