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"It's not just earth elemental magic, that's, what?"

Seeing that the battle was about to start again, it was suddenly interrupted by a "third party" who suddenly intervened in it, and from the three cubes of rock that seemed to contain not only rock and soil, but also branches and grass blades, he felt a magic that did not belong to any of the previous battles, nor to all the onlookers standing here, and the strong curiosity made Troy ask questions again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't worry. Without an immediate answer, looking out of place among the crowd of astonished looks, Wissa turned and gently handed his chin in the direction they had entered, the entrance to the training ground.

"That's ...... Who?"

Following Wissa's guidance, the young man who quickly turned his gaze towards the entrance saw another stranger there.

The moment he saw it, Troy suddenly realized that he only needed to trace the direction of the magic that made up the rock wall to find him, so why did he still ask?

"Oh, no, I'm asking what that magic is, not 'who did it'. ”

The strange thought almost dizzed him, and he held his breath and then exhaled heavily, and Troy patiently felt the "powerful" magic on the person who came, and at the same time couldn't help but exclaim in the bottom of his heart.

"It's so much magic...... Obviously, there is a feeling that is almost overwhelming, but ...... Very kind, make people want to rely on ......."

It is not simply "broad", but "heavy", and wins by "quality" rather than "quantity". Perhaps the magic of the Visitor is not as endless as the endless sea of Lance or Simon the Dragon Slayer, but there is, uh, a sense of strength and reliability like a mountain?

It's not intimidating, it's a rather gentle and quiet magic that makes you feel like "this person can be relied on".

"It's a wonderful ......"

Troy didn't know if the description was appropriate, but he was certain that the magic in the coming man was the strongest "quality" he had felt in the past two months.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's time for this 'unpleasant' battle to end. ”

From the nature of the magic, it is possible to speculate on some of the conditions of the caster himself, and as a calm, thick, clear and powerful voice resounded through the audience, Troy made this clear.

The man who took a down-to-earth step, undoubtedly without a trace of frivolity, looked a little old, and should be called a "middle-aged man", walked into the training ground in a dignified manner under the gaze of everyone.

His "equipment" was very simple, with a thin round hat that was cracked, an earthy coat that only a cultivator would wear, and dark boots with a heavy feeling like the whole thing he had.

"Well, it looks like there are a lot of onlookers, but luckily no one is making trouble. ”

It seemed to be a deep sigh of relief, and the middle-aged man's face was baptized by the wind and frost sword. His pupils were a dark brown as strong as the earth element.

And as he walked towards the crowd, and happened to walk in front of the boy and Wissa, suddenly, Troy felt a gentle gaze sway over him, and at the same time, another powerful magic force wrapped around his body, making the boy's limbs and bones feel as if injected with a clear stream.

Burnout and exertion are swept away.

"Thank you......"

Knowing that the strange changes that occurred in his body were the actions of the middle-aged man in front of him, the young man subconsciously thanked him.

After getting closer, Troy suddenly felt that it might be more appropriate to describe him as an "old man", although it may be a bit rude to say so, although the face cannot be said to be old, but the other party has a similar aura like his grandfather.

An aura that is difficult for him to describe in words.

“...... Call. In the end, the man described by Troy as a "middle-aged man" responded to Troy with a casual look in his inexplicably "kind" slitted eyes, but it seems that his purpose in stopping here was not just to remove the fatigue from the boy's body, "Hmm...... This is, well, it always looks like it...... Hmm, your sunglasses look good. ”

He seemed to want to say something to Wissa, but it turned out to be a flattering word with little practical meaning.

"Oh, I always feel like I've seen you somewhere, but if you look closely, it's a new face, sorry, it's easy to get old...... Hah! I almost forgot that there was something else going on. ”

Look closely, there are even some slightly blessed "middle-aged old men" still have that honest smile on their faces,Rubbing his hair that is not thick,He can't see the expression,Hide his identity"The strongest in the school park"A little salute,Immediately turned around。

“......”

"Well, you really scared the hell out of me. ”

The moment he turned around, he suddenly saw a cold and indifferent face appear in front of him, and he couldn't help but be "startled".

"I'm the one who should say 'scared'. ”

The person in front of him was Stardiri, less than half of the powerful magic shown in the battle was left at this moment, and at the same time, the "sharpness" that the man had revealed several times in the battle had completely disappeared, and at this moment, his lips twitched a little when he changed to the silent and lazy appearance he usually took, as if he was hesitating about something.

It seems that he knows the identity of the other party.

"Who is he? ”

Of course, in addition to Troy, there were also a few people in the crowd who did not know the identity of the person, but questions like this were immediately despised by the other onlookers.

"You don't even know who this is, think about it with your poor brain! Who else in this school park can cast that level of earth...... Ah, no, it's 'Compound Elemental Magic'! If it were you, would you be able to make three people of that strength honestly stay in a 'cage' made of dirt and stone?"

"Uh......"

"Compound elemental magic?"

Troy was more interested in the first word than in the identity of the person who came.

"It was cumbersome to explain and additionally ...... That's not compound elemental magic, either. Wisha, who had given the boy such a response, continued to speak flatly, without attracting anyone's attention.

To be honest, Troy suspected that he had used some kind of magic again, and that his voice had become audible only to him.