Iron Soldier

"No! The person who designed this formation is simply a genius! No, genius is not enough to describe him. This is simply a miracle! It's incredible!" Stark said, reaching out and gently brushing the phalanx, as if touching his lover's cheek, which made Will get goose bumps.

"Master, what's wrong with this magic array?" Will asked curiously.

"This array is not only a gathering array. It can not only extract magic elements from the crystal nucleus, but also convert them into magic containers injected into the array. As you said, you use magic crystals, so there is only one magic container in this array, that is you!" Stark paused and continued, "The most amazing thing is that this injection is so soft that it won't hurt your body at all. You have been instilled with magic for so long, no wonder you have progressed so fast!"

"Oh! I thought it was my talent." Will said with some disappointment.

"Don't be blessed! If others have this kind of formation, why don't they be happy? Even your teacher is envious!" Stark said.

"Teacher, what else do you envy? Don't you see it all? Why are you still polite to your apprentice? Use it yourself!" Will said it carelessly.

"Your filial piety has been accepted as a teacher, but I can't use this array of masters. This is the most magical place I want to tell you!" Stark pointed to the center of the array.

"There are seven nodes here, three of which are only to instill magic in you. Even if others get it, they can only be used to extract magic crystal magic to charge the magic nucleus, which is not very useful!"

"Hey? Just these three nodes, so powerful? What does it rely on to recognize me?

"Not to mention you, even if I am a teacher, I can't see what this principle is, otherwise I can let others use it as soon as I change it! This is where I admire the genius who created this magic array!" Stark sighed.

"Then I will ask the housekeeper when I go back. If he knows, Will will definitely use it to honor the teacher!" Will said sincerely.

"That's not necessary. You can just use this kind of thing by yourself. It's not necessarily a good thing to spread it." Stark has seen these foreign things very much. What they want to upgrade to a strong eighth-level depends not on cultivation, but on opportunity. If there is no great opportunity, they can't rely on manpower to cultivate the strongest!

"The problem of your cultivation has been cleared, so what is it that you want to ask but don't know how to ask?" Stark is very concerned about his new students.

"It's about combat. Because the practice time is too short and the strength is too easy, so I have almost no experience in actual combat, so I don't know how to talk about combat skills." Will said it truthfully.

"Very good, you see through yourself very well, and you are not proud and complacent because of the rapid improvement of your strength. It's very good that you can clearly realize your shortcomings!" Stark praised, and then turned his words, "But it's difficult to explain this clearly. Well, since you have become my disciple, it doesn't make sense without opening a small stove for you. Today, I will arrange it first. From tomorrow on, you will come to the martial arts arena every night. I will guide you alone.

"Thank you for your teaching!" Will immediately bowed happily when he heard it.

"Well, you can go back first today. You don't have to take any classes in the future. If you have any problems, we can solve them together in the martial arts arena for half a night."

"Yes, I'll go first, master." Will said goodbye to the teacher.

"Hmm" Stark nodded and motioned Will to leave by himself.

Will left the magic tower and returned to the villa. By this time, Linglan had already returned.

"Why did you come back? What did you do after class for so long? As soon as she entered the door, Linglan asked.

"My master delayed me when he came to me." Will replied casually, but then added, "Do you miss me in a short time?"

What answered Will was a flying pillow that was hitting Will's head. Will is not a loser. He picked up the pillow and killed Linglan.

"Hey, you little bitch, you won't go to the house for three days!"

"The spinning elf, around my heart, stubborn wind, plus your body - the bondage of the wind!" Linglan quickly chanted a spell, and a second-level restriction spell was issued.

Will, who was unprepared, was immediately hit, tied up by an airflow and couldn't move. Linglan was also polite. Without saying a word, she picked up a pillow around her and slapped Will.

"I said this, pooh, ouch, you are naughty!" Will was bound, can't hide, can't stop, can only use his mouth to denounce Linglan.

Linglan didn't say anything and kept patting fiercely. The second-level magic didn't last long. Seeing that the wind element that bound Will had begun to loosen, Her Royal Highness turned around and casually kept her pillow on the sofa, and then stepped upstairs.

When Will broke free from the shackles of magic, he happened to hear the "battering" sound of Princess Linglan closing the door of her room, which made Will angry and scolded "only villains and women are difficult to raise". These women are not moral at all and don't talk about the rules of the game at all!

At dinner time, Princess Linglan went downstairs for dinner and turned her head to see Will's resentful face. She couldn't help blushing and laughing.

Originally, he was rolling his eyelids and looked at Will, who was passing by Linglan in front of him, and suddenly found that the whole restaurant had lit up! She is an extremely beautiful woman, with a faint red glow on her delicate cheeks, and she is looking back and smiling. At once, he was fascinated by Will's soul, raised his head, stared at Linglan without blinking, and muttered, "Looking back, a charming smile, the six palaces are colorless!"

"Bah, stinky hooligan! Do you also want to do three palaces and six courtyards? Although she was very happy, Linglan still wanted to hit Will.

"This is the only grand wish of our generation!" Will, who came back to his senses, laughed.

"Sure enough, no matter how good a sentence you say, you are a rogue!" Linglan said it a little unhappily.

"Hey? I'm a hooligan. I yearn for the three palaces and six courtyards. What does it have to do with you? Why are you so angry? Will said in surprise.

"I'm not worth it for my sister Lilith!" Linglan's pretty face immediately turned red with shame and hurriedly argued.

"Cut, Lilith, come down for dinner!" Will did not have a self-abusive tendency to reason with women, so he decided to make a truce immediately and turned to shout to Lilith upstairs and ask her to come down for dinner.

"Come on, Brother Will, I'm starving!" As soon as Will's shout fell, Lilith jumped downstairs, making Will suspect that the girl had just hidden in the corner of the stairs, waiting to call her.

"Bear by the way, you said your master had something to do with you. When did you have another master?" Linglan asked during the banquet.

"I just worshiped Stark, a seven-level optical magician today." Will pretended to say casually.

"Level 7? Where did you meet? Linglan asked curiously.

"It's our tutor!" Will replied.

"It's impossible. Our tutor is the fifth-level magician!" Linglan was even more surprised.

"I don't know, the process is like this. At the beginning..." Will was also very puzzled why the seven-level strongman taught the junior class, so he just told Linglan about the process.

"I really don't know how to describe your luck, really..." Princess Linglan has nothing to say.

"You can sum it up with envy and hatred." Will, who remembered to eat and beat, died again.

"You!" Linglan held the knife in the handshake hard, and finally didn't throw it out and gave it to Will.

"Huh? Brother Will, have you worshipped a great teacher? At the critical moment, the little fox girl has to come to distract and change the topic.

"It should be. It is said that he is very famous among light magicians!" Will is not very sure.

"Don't show off, how many seven-level strong people are there in the whole continent? It's hard to say whether there are 100 or not. There are only two or three in each department, and every seven-level strongman is at the top of that profession!" Linglan said.

"Don't you also have a seven-level magic master? Why do you look envious and jealous?"

"Can it be the same? Mr. Hughes is the chief court mage of the kingdom, so that's why I have this convenience. Even so, do you know how difficult it was when I became a teacher? Linglan said an annoy.

"You can all practice, only Lilith is the most useless..." Just as Will and Linglan were quarreling, Lilith whispered aggrievedly,

At this time, the two people who stood and spoke without back pain shut up. Although Lilith usually looked happy and carefree, she still envied Will and their practitioners very much. The most important thing was that Lilith always felt that she was the drag of Brother Will.

"Lilyth, it doesn't matter if you can't practice. You are still Brother Will's favorite little lazy pig!" Will really didn't know how to comfort him. After all, he couldn't practice this problem at all, and what he said seemed too pretentious.

Linglan was also speechless at this time. After all, no matter how much Will spoils the little fox girl, practitioners and non-cultivators live two completely different lives. It is impossible for the little fox girl to take risks and fight with Will everywhere in the future.

"Well, Brother Will, I'm fine. Let's have dinner." Hearing Will call out the nickname of the last time she slept in his arms, the sensible Lilith blushed and whispered.

After dinner, several people went back to rest separately. Will returned to the room and began to think about meditating the magic array. If the housekeeper can solve the array locking, maybe the little fox girl can also practice. Even if she only has the ability to protect herself, she can follow him in the future. There is only one fifth level like now. The passive magic shield is still too unsafe. But all this needs to be figured out when he gets home, so Will, who doesn't think much, soon fell asleep.