Dark Devil

Chapter 14 Amazing, Miserable Again

014 It's amazing, and then it's tragic [middle]

Obviously, the magic tutor Vinoyd. Gus's appearance was arranged in advance by Louis the Great. The purpose was very clear in Atre. Now is the real time for the postgraduate entrance examination. After all, whether it is a mule or a horse. Louis the Great is going to slip away, but the test strength will not use a demigod-level figure. There must be unspeakable secrets, Atre's His brain rotated quickly, and at this moment, his lingering light swept to the blue feathers of the virgin with men's clothing not far from the booth, and he couldn't help smiling in his heart.

"Dear Vinoid Magic Tutor, what do you need to compete with me?" Atre respectfully came to him and said, "Only the strength of one's own strength is really powerful, and the most powerful force is a wise mind. Dear Grandpa, do you think our mistake can be carried out to reflect your noble identity without losing elegance? Do you think it's wrestling or wrestling?

Vinoyd, one of the five holy magicians of the Vatican and the honorary chief magician of the Conqueror Empire. Gu Si was stunned, and then said with a faint smile, "It's very interesting. I'm starting to be interested in you!"

Atre's whole body is full of excitement. Why does this sound so awkward...

Everyone under the stage stared at the old man and the young man on the stage, and guessed what medicine he bought in Louis the Great's gourd. Kigi didn't say a word after he appeared in Vernoid. He hid behind Atre and seemed to be afraid of him. He stabbed Atre behind him and whispered in his ear: " Boss This old man is a pervert. You have to be careful. I'll dodge first!" After saying that, Louis the Great ran down the stage in dismay after thanking him...

"The Holy Light Destroyer!" The magic tutor Vinoyd smiled faintly and threw a magic ball at Atre, causing a burst of exclamation from the stage.

'Holy Light Destroyer Magic Bullet' is not the focus of the fourth-order offensive light magic, but the magic tutor is actually so strong that he throws the fourth-order magic ball casually without singing magic spells. It's horrible! The reason why magicians are not perfect is that they need to chant magic spells when attacking, and the more powerful the magic spells are, the longer they are. It is extremely horrible for a magician to release magic without chanting spells.

"Wow! Grandpa, just fight if you say it!" Attre looked at the white magic ball and shouted, "Why do you want to extinguish the magic bullets? If I were not a demon..." After saying that, his mind flashed and he suddenly understood the purpose of this great magic mentor's appearance!

Atre smiled obliquely at the corners of his mouth and jumped up in the air. Although he was far from his strength, he practiced the ability to be beaten under Yanawei's horrible special training. He also had his own insights on escaping attacks. He confirmed a truth at the cost of blood and pain: practice is better than everything!

The holy light extinguishing magic bullet flashed on the soles of Atre's jumping feet. He smiled at the old magic tutor. Vinoyd also smiled and pointed behind Atre with the finger full of the vicissitudes of time.

"Wow! Tracking it! Cups and utensils!"

"Boom..." The holy light extinguishing magic bullet hit his back and suddenly exploded. There was a noise under the stage. They finally realized the horror of the magic mentor. They rarely saw the magician take action on the mainland, because their destructive power was too strong, and they disdained to participate in the small fights. These powerful hometowns The gang has been controlling everything behind the scenes. Today, this kind of magic mentor's performance is a rare opportunity. No one cares about victory or defeat, because the result is obvious that anyone can imagine with his toes, cherish this opportunity, especially the magicians present, the Vatican in their minds. The middle is the god, and the five holy magic mentors are the gods in their hearts. Every magician dreams that one day he can be promoted to the magic mentor, which is not just a symbol of strength...

After the dazzling magic explosion, Atre stood straight on the stage, touched the blown-up hair like a bird's nest, shook his rotten clothes, smiled and said to Vinoyd, "Grandpa, we are not disfigured! Look, I've been blown into a mess by you. Oh, my God, my image!"

Everyone was stunned. After receiving the fourth-order magic of the magic tutor, it was the same as nothing. This Atre can't be underestimated. Although everyone knows that Vinoyd will not do his best, this kind of attack is also quite powerful.

Vinoyed was also surprised. He smiled faintly and said with his long silver-white hair repeatedly, "You're a good boy."

"It's just so-so!" Atre shook his shirt, shook the broken cloth on his body, and continued to say, "Dear magic teacher, do you want to buy me a new dress? How can I get out like this? I can tell you that my favorite girl is present. How can I see him like this..."

Atre's words made everyone laugh, including Louis the Great and shook his head with a smile, "This child!"

"You talk a lot of nonsense!" Vinoyd snorted coldly, and Atre couldn't scream. He pissed him off this time. It's impossible to escape now. He can only hold on with his scalp. In short, it's not a shame to be defeated by the magic tutor. There are only a few magic mentors in the whole continent. If he can fight with one of the best, it's still Fortunately, although I was beaten...