The thin figure of the mage of Morun appeared at the door, and he looked at Benson with a fierce look, and said, "You stinky boy, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Benson then understood why Sean's expression was so strange just now, and he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Teacher, I didn't mean you. ”

"I know you're not talking about me, but if you hear this, the other magicians will definitely teach you a lesson. Mo Lun snorted coldly and said, "If you go out in the future, you must take it easy." ”

"Yes. Benson said dejectedly.

"Teacher. Sean smiled and stood up, bowing slightly to Morun.

Mo Lun nodded and said, "Sean, have you learned those four second-level magic?" When it comes to learning these two words, his bite is particularly heavy, and it is obvious that he has accepted Sean's statement in his heart, if he can't master a magic to the extent that he can instantly silently pronounce it, he can't say that he has learned.

Sean nodded slightly and said, "Teacher, I can't help it." ”

It has been two months since he got the four second-level magic books from Mo Lun, and in these two months, Sean has deliberately increased the magic practice time in the virtual space, and has achieved a 100% success rate in the activation of these four magic in one second.

Of course, although this speed is fast, it is still very different from the other magic that has been practiced for two years.

If it weren't for the concentration in advance, Sean couldn't guarantee that he could still cast these four second-level magics, but for Sean, even in the case of losing his soul, he would be able to cast them, because those few spells had been practiced by him to the bone, and this kind of magic that was integrated into instinct could never be forgotten.

Mo Lun's gaze turned to the two disciples, and he said, "Benson, you have a wind blade first. ”

Although Benson jumped up and down for a half a while, he was not really injured, and after hearing Mo Lun's words, he said loudly, "Yes." ”

For a moment, Benson's expression immediately changed, and there was a serious, almost reverent look in his eyes, and then he spread his five fingers and waved forward.

Three seconds, just three seconds, Benson successfully activated the Wind Blade Technique.

A pale cyan light swung towards Moron at a speed that was beyond the reach of the naked eye, and it was not until the light had passed that the loud sound of breaking the sky could be heard.

The moment the wind blade struck Morun, a white light suddenly lit up, blocking Benson's attack.

Sean's eyebrows raised, and he immediately recognized that Moron was actually using a magic shield that was also one of the four second-level magics.

The spiritual power excitation point of this spell is not high, but it is similar to ordinary first-level magic, but if you want to maintain the existence of the magic shield, you must continue to consume spiritual power. But when facing enemies, this is undoubtedly a very useful magic, if used properly, the eyes and hands are quick, then the effect and mental power loss of the surname price ratio is more than the magic shield.

But what really surprised Sean was that when Moron cast this magic, he actually achieved the level of instant silence. It can be seen that in this level of magic proficiency, he is far superior to his own.

Looking at the silent magician, Sean was quite admirable in his heart. You must know that Mo Lun does not have the help of Space One, he can only do this by relying on his own penance. It can be seen that the terrifying strength possessed by these official magicians is definitely not comparable to the current self.

Mo Lun looked at Benson and nodded with satisfaction, an eighth-level magic apprentice, being able to control the activation of second-level magic within three seconds is already a very good result, and Benson has only been learning magic for ten years, and there will be even greater achievements in the future.

However, when Mo Lun's gaze moved to Sean's body on the side, he couldn't help but wonder a little.

If Benson was able to do this after ten years of study, it would be very good. But what about Sean, who has not been learning second-level magic for less than three years.

How did he practice it?

Sighing lightly, Mo Lun said, "Sean, you can also rehearse." ”

"Yes. Sean took a deep breath, and then his eyes kept going, and at this moment, a pale cyan light also appeared in front of him, fanning towards Mo Lun's body.

Benson's eyes widened for a moment, and his gaze looked straight at the light that had disappeared into space, as if the aftermath of that light was still lingering in the void.

"This, this ......," Benson stammered, "what is this?"

"It's a wind blade. Sean kindly reminded.

"I know, no, I don't know. Benson shook his head in annoyance and said, "Sean, I know it's a wind blade, but I don't understand how you did it?"

Mo Lun shook his head slightly, although he publicly introduced Sean to several of his disciples, but he was not stupid enough to tell Sean's standards to Benson and the others.

Because the old magician knows that this standard definitely does not apply to the popular standard.

Sure enough, Benson, who had been studying magic for ten years, suddenly became stunned and began to babble nonsense after seeing Sean's strength. What a bright child he usually has, but now he has a tendency to go insane. It can be seen that it is really a wise move to conceal the facts.

Sean tilted his head, blinked twice, and said, "It's very simple, as long as you practice more, isn't it?"

"More practice?"

Mo Lun and Benson's eyelids were beating faintly at the same time, isn't this nonsense? The idiot also knows that only with more practice can he truly master magic, but limited by his mental power, no matter how hard an eighth-level apprentice is, he can't do this.

Looking at Sean, who had an innocent face, Benson finally understood why Teacher Moren looked at this disciple differently.

ps: Three more, ask for votes, thank you......

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