Earth autumn

60 years of the bright calendar

In the middle of the Beirut Empire, the Enright Academy, the highest institution in the empire, was the highest institution of the empire.

"Next!"

In a spacious classroom, a brilliant energy crystal was suspended in the middle, and a projector was hung above it, and next to it sat a white-haired old man in his seventies, staring at the new students who were queuing on the right side, and shouted deeply.

Hearing this, a thin boy, probably only about 16 years old, looked quite delicate, walked forward slowly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his hands trembled on the crystal ball.

"Shh

Then the entire crystal ball burst out with a stream of blue light, pouring into the thin boy's mind, and after about three seconds, the mystical types and attributes appeared on the projector, and then the sound of sighing faintly came from the classroom.

"Open your eyes and see!"

The white-haired old man sitting next to him looked at the thin boy who had been closing his eyes tightly, sighed helplessly, and said, after all, in the Western Continent, people who can become warriors are extremely rare.

As soon as the words fell, the thin boy slowly opened his eyes, raised his head slightly, looked at the words that appeared on the projector, a layer of mist, moistened his eyes, and then reluctantly left Beirut College.

"Next!"

Steadily stepping forward, it was a handsome boy with good facial features, thick eyebrows and blue eyes, a resolute face, dressed in a gorgeous noble dress, and slowly put his hands on the crystal ball, without any tension.

"Shh

On the crystal ball, a dazzling light glowed, and then a line of text appeared on the screen on the projector, which shocked all the new students present.

"Wow! It has four mystical attributes, it's amazing!"

"And it has two types of mysteries, which is simply genius!"

"Brother Wharton, cow!"

This handsome boy, named Wharton, is the eldest son of the Shelley family, and his talent is amazing, known as the genius of the Shelley family, so the whole family has high hopes for him.

"Congratulations, you've become a great warrior!"

Hearing this, the corners of Wharton's mouth raised a proud smile, and he slowly walked out of the classroom, but he turned his gaze to the figure of the only Oriental in the crowd, and his eyes revealed a strong killing intent.

The oriental man who was waiting in line sensed Wharton's killing intent, and suddenly raised his eyes, and in his gaze, a sharp blade was refracted to meet the other party, and at the same time, a hideous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The only oriental man in the crowd, named Ling Fan, has a rough body, delicate eyebrows, a high nose bridge, fair skin, and looks quite handsome, he is the young master of the Harris family.

"Humph!"

When Wharton met Ling Fan's fierce gaze, his heart was also slightly startled, but his expression was light, he snorted coldly, and then walked out of the classroom with his sleeves flicked up.

"Next!"

Hearing this, Ling Fan stepped forward slowly, with a kind smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly put his hands on the crystal ball, but in his smile, he always maintained a sense of confidence.

After the sound of "snort", the screen above the projector, showing a line of clearly visible text, the classroom that was still shrouded in noisy sound before, instantly fell silent, the silence was terrifying, a pair of frightened eyes, staring directly at the text on the screen above, it was hard to believe it for a while.

"Congratulations!

The septuagenarian sitting next to him also looked up at the words on the screen at the same time, nodded with satisfaction, then turned his head, looked at Ling Fan carefully, and said with a smile.

As soon as the words landed, the entire classroom was instantly drowned in a whisper, and countless pairs of eyes looked at Ling Fan one after another, some with envious eyes, some with sneer, and some with suspicion.

However, Ling Fan didn't care about these so-called eyes, bowed slightly at the septuagenarian old man, politely responded "thank you", and walked out of the classroom quickly.

"Boss!"

Not long after Ling Fan stepped out of the classroom, he suddenly heard a familiar voice, and he was stunned for a moment, so he followed the direction of the sound and looked over, only to see a human head poking out and waving at Ling Fan.

"Boss!"

Hearing this, Ling Fan shook his head with a smile and walked slowly along the spacious corridor, but before Ling Fan could reach his destination, three black shadows swept out of the corner, standing steadily in front of Ling Fan, showing an expectant smile.

"How's it going, boss?"

A man standing on the right side, named Bright, was only about 16 years old, with a square silhouette, sunken eyebrows, a broad forehead, wearing a spacious green shirt, and a look full of expectation, staring at Ling Fan.

"Not bad, right?"

Hearing this, Ling Fan shrugged his shoulders with a smile, spread his arms, and responded vaguely, Ling Fan didn't pay attention to the mystical attributes and types tested by the coming-of-age ceremony, and the most important thing was to work hard to cultivate.

"Not bad?"

As soon as the words landed, the man standing by the window, named Glassen, with an oval silhouette, unkempt yellow hair draped over his shoulders, a high nose bridge, and eyes narrowed into a line, muttered again, his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something, and then he turned his words and asked happily: "What the boss said is good, it should be quite good, after all, the boss has always been very low-key, isn't it?"

"Well, Glassen, you can't be wrong, in my reasoning, it's completely correct, but the boss himself will have to say it to know the correct answer. ”

Hearing this, the man standing in the middle, holding his chin in his hand, nodded thoughtfully, and then said in agreement, this man's name is Tyrone, thin and small, with delicate eyebrows, fair skin, short and refreshing yellow hair, slightly about 17 years old.

"I said, are you three boring and have nothing to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Fan shook his head helplessly, and reprimanded them again, Tyrone and the three of them were originally Ling Fan's roommates, because they had robbed Wharton's colony together before, plus Ling Fan's strength was better than them, and his thinking was flexible and close, so Ling Fan became their boss.

"No, boss, think about it, if your mystical attributes and types are better than others, then we can also raise our eyebrows, right?"

Tyrone, who was standing in the middle, hesitated for a moment, then changed his words and spoke, and winked at the two dead friends beside him.

"Yes, Boss!"

"Yes, as your little brother, we can also raise our eyebrows for a while. ”

After seeing Tyrone throwing a wink at them, he was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ling Fan, and shouted one after another, they were abused by Wharton's men a while ago, because their strength was not as good as theirs, so they swallowed their anger, and now they finally have a chance to come out, and they must seize this opportunity.

"Okay, let me tell you, my mystical attribute is ......"

Before he finished speaking, there was a shrill whistle on the campus, which immediately attracted their attention, and they only saw a middle-aged man wearing a coach uniform and holding a small horn from a distance, shouting through the transmission of the source force: "Attention freshmen, all freshmen who have passed the coming-of-age test, all come to me, hurry up!"

"Let's get over there!"

Hearing this, Ling Fan turned his head to look at Tyrone and the three of them, shook his head with a smile, and immediately urged, and after speaking, he stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, like an eagle spreading its wings, and his light steps landed steadily on the ground at the bottom of the building.

"Hey, Boss, wait for us!"

"yes, there's no need to be in such a hurry, is it?"

After a moment of silence, the three of them woke up, but Ling Fan was already downstairs, and immediately shouted, just after speaking, the three of them stomped their soles at the same time, rushed to the bottom of the building, and then did a side flip, that is, standing firmly on the ground.

"Let's go over there!"

Ling Fan glanced at them with a smile, waved his arm, and walked over together, lined up in a line of only fifty people, waiting for the middle-aged man in front of him to speak.

The newcomer has just come to Zongheng, and I hope you will support you!