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"I said, Dean, the Pope's people are too arrogant, isn't it necessary to laugh so vigorously if they have a few potential seeds? Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Barbale grumbled to an old man next to him.

The old man wore a palm hat and a red robe with gold stripes, and when Barbale spoke to him, he removed the palm hat and a small squirrel hidden in his head protested against the demolition of the house.

When the old man ignored the squirrel's protests, he put his palm hat on his left leg and said calmly: "People call me lame Hanleipzig, do you want to know what I think after my lameness?"

"I'd rather know how your leg is lame. ”

Of course Barbale won't say this, in fact, at this moment, he showed a look of curiosity, thinking that when I hold you up to the sky, I will see that you will not obediently give me a salary increase.

"After I got lame, I was thinking that the Pope's shit is fucking not human. Leipzig sat upright, his benevolent and majestic gaze on Barbale's body, but his mouth burst out with expletives, a scene that felt a little out of tune no matter how you look at it.

Barbale was a gossip lord, and seeing Leipzig's hatred for the Pope's people, he thought he had probably guessed how the other man's leg was lame.

"By the way, there are so many candidates on the field, which one do you know?" noticing that Barbale's gaze was fixed on his lameness, Leipzig diverted the topic very old-fashionedly.

"Look, that Aslan guy is on the field!" Barbale suddenly pointed to a black-haired young man who walked into the ring, and his excited expression surprised those around him.

His exclamation attracted a large number of people, including the faculty and staff of the Van Higel Academy and the Kartalia Academy.

"This gentleman of great looks, as a gentleman...... Maybe you're not, but can you notice the silence?" a female professor at Van Higol College tilted her head with great grace, and then accused Barbary of being rudeness in a tone that was eager to identify herself as an aristocratic origin.

"Quack, Quack, Monster, I knew this kid wasn't going to let me down!" Barbale suddenly stood in his seat, his fists shaking and his expression of excitement as if he had seen a lost treasure.

The female professor wanted to show her dignity by accusing Barbalai of being rude, but she didn't expect the other party to become even more violent, and she stood on the seat and cheered.

The feeling of being ignored made her angry, and she was about to open her mouth to rebuke Barbale, but her colleagues stood up one after another......

"Damn, is this still human!"

"Impossible, it's not realistic at all, how the hell did he do it!?"

"It must be that the detection circle is broken, only this explanation can make sense. ”

"Seeing no, the Empress and His Majesty the Pope stood up. ”

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The sound of all kinds of complicated emotions flowed into the ears of the female professor, and she hurriedly turned her head to look at the central axis of the ring, and when she saw the magic vortex suspended above the head of the selection student, her face, who didn't know how much foundation, instantly stiffened, revealing a look of disbelief.

The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was a magic vortex light and shadow that was much larger than all the trialists, and the magic power in it was as viscous as a liquid, and from a distance, it looked like a blue water balloon.

However, the inside of this water balloon flashes with a silver-blue arc, presenting a suffocating beauty.

When a line of halo font emerged, the audience fell into a deathly silence......

Gender - Male

Bone age - 20

Mental power - 53,000

Thunder Mana - 180,000

Rank - Intermediate Archmage

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People were so shocked that they almost lost their sense of the passage of time, and no one knew exactly how long it had been, but a tumult like a sea would eventually spread throughout the Colosseum......

At this moment, the audience was boiling!

The magic power is a full three times higher than the mental power, which can only be described as a metamorphosis.

In order not to let the people in front of him block their vision, all the powerhouses who had reached the strength of the Great Wizard and the Secret Gold all levitated from their seats, looking down on the black-haired young man standing in the central axis ring from a high altitude.

Barbale was about to levitate in the air, but Leipzig suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm, and said in a trembling voice: "Since you know him, you must recruit him into our academy no matter what." ”

Barbalai paused for a moment, revealing an embarrassed look, "Dean, with his qualifications, I think the Pope and the royal family will definitely spare no effort to include him under their command, unless the Ministry of Magic directly intervenes, it will be difficult for our mage camp to retain a genius like him." ”

"I have no objection to him choosing the royal family, but what is the future of the Pope who has entered the mainstream of fighters as a genius mage......? Could it be that he is!?"

Leipzig's eyes widened as if he had seen some monster, and when Barbalai nodded at him, he hurriedly got up and flew to the area where the Ministry of Magic staff was, even accidentally knocking down a few spectators, but he ignored it, and his anxious expression attracted countless glances.

"Dean Leipzig, what's wrong with you?" Mo Lao looked a little surprised, watching the hurried Leipzig flying towards him, he guessed that the reason why the other party came to find him might have something to do with the black-haired candidate.

"Minister, we must get this selection student!"

As Mo Lao expected, the first thing Leipzig said was about the black-haired candidate, which made him wonder, even if the other party was a genius mage, Leipzig, as a candidate for minister, should not show such a panicked look, as if the other party would be an irreparable disaster if he was not taken under the command of the magic camp.

Could it be that the black-haired candidate still has some unknown details?

In fact, not only Mo Lao thought so, but many teachers and staff in the neighborhood also had this question, that is, what does Leipzig know?

Among them, there are some powerful mages in the hidden world, as well as deans, directors, professors of major academies, managers and elites of mage unions, etc., these people make up the top class of the magic camp, but they are like gossip mothers-in-law, pricking up their ears to listen to what Leipzig will say next.

"Humph!"

Mo Lao suddenly snorted coldly, and a strong and fierce spiritual power suddenly spread, and those who tried to eavesdrop covered their ears in pain.

Immediately afterwards, Leipzig stared intently at Mo Lao's eyes, and after the two had a spiritual conversation, Mo Lao's complexion suddenly changed drastically, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the black-haired young man in the field, and a touch of fanaticism flashed in his clear eyes.

In the center of the field

The crystal ball held in the hands of the goddess of fate shone brightly again, and the audience suddenly resounded with an exclamation, and no one knew what would happen next.

Just as the light was about to condense into a ball of light, the protagonist who caused this sensation walked out of the detection circle.

"What is he doing...... Why do you want to get out of the magic circle!?" Although Mo Lao was puzzled by the other party's behavior, he quickly came back to his senses, and hurriedly instructed a middle-aged man in an emerald green robe beside him: "Char, immediately find out the details of this selection student for me, if there is no problem with his background, we must get him at all costs." ”

Although Char didn't know why a big man of Mo Lao's level would attach so much importance to that black-haired selection student, he vaguely realized that the other party would soon set off a thrilling power confrontation.

The reason why he was so sure was because Isabel and Wicarante had already flown towards the center ring.

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