The Fairy Tale

In the rest of the day, Reg was intoxicated into alchemy again, because his strength had finally stepped from a magic fighter to a noble level, and both his strength and perception had greatly improved.

Reg needs to adapt to this sudden increase in perception in order to achieve a more suitable alchemy state.

After Reg woke up, Carmena came once, and she was relieved to see Reg wake up, and joked that if he didn't wake up again, his students would fade away, and he would win without a fight.

What Kamena said, no one took him seriously. On the contrary, when Kamena said this, she stared at Reg with a strange look in her eyes.

At the end of the day, Reg had already adapted himself to the current perception. Thinking about the final match between the elites tomorrow, he couldn't help but feel two points fluctuating in his heart. [

At this time, Reg's body and battle qi had fully recovered, and the battle qi in his body was much stronger than when he was a Demon Fighter. That feeling was two completely different levels.

This is the most obvious sign of a respected fighter.

Fighting skills can be sent out, so the combat power is not just a little breakthrough?

Excited in his heart, Reg did some experiments in the room. Reg took out a few porcelain bottles and placed them on the table in the center of the room, but he retreated to the bedside, gathered his fighting spirit, and punched out.

Ice fist!

A cloud of blue vindictive energy exuding an icy aura flew out of his hand and hit the porcelain bottle. The porcelain bottle shattered into several pieces with a bang, but there was a layer of white frost on top of the pieces!

Ice shuttle!

A rapidly spinning ice shuttle appeared on the finger of Reg's left hand. As soon as Reg raised his hand, the ice shuttle flew out and hit the center of a porcelain bottle in an instant. A circular hole completely runs through the entire porcelain bottle, and the hole is round and round, as if it was carved with great care.

The ice shuttle passing through the bottle concentrated on the wall, leaving a hole in the wall, but it didn't go through. This is the reason why Reg controlled the power. Otherwise, how could a wall block the powerful ice shuttle? penetration.

Excited in Reg's heart, he raised his palm and slapped it in the air, but the fierce fighting spirit suddenly seemed to soften, gushing out from Reg's palm like a breeze, and hit the porcelain bottle that already had a hole.

There was no movement in the porcelain bottle for a while, but in the next second, the porcelain bottle suddenly exploded like an explosion, the fragments scattered in all directions, and the whole porcelain bottle was shattered.

Reg was ecstatic in his heart. This soft water palm was really extraordinary. When he hit the porcelain bottle with his palm, the porcelain bottle didn't burst immediately, but instead poured battle energy into it instantly. However, because the porcelain bottle was hollow, the energy couldn't find a place to go. Disappeared, this accumulated and exploded from the inside of the porcelain bottle in an instant.

Reg was excited to play, grabbed a pillow on the bed, and threw it into the air. His right palm was slightly concave, and he spit out his fighting spirit. A clump of blue flames suddenly appeared under Reg's palm, and Reg flew into the air. With a wave, the blue spirit fire flew out of his hand and hit the pillow in the air.

It was just a flash of blue flames, and the pillow was completely burned into fly ash in an instant, and some black ashes fell on the ground.

Reg stopped and didn't continue to experiment. He still had a few sword fighting skills. Although he didn't use them, the power would probably increase greatly.

Thinking about the hard fight he had with Sigeland back then, Lei Hu couldn't help sighing a little, if he had directly broken through to the rank of lord and was able to show his fighting spirit, then it would have been much easier to deal with Sigeland.

When Reg stood on the Selva Fighting Field again, he found that the Selva Fighting Field had changed a lot from before.

Those densely packed workbenches have all been removed, and in the center of the entire Selva Fighting Field, there are more than ten cubic high platforms. These high platforms are about 30 meters high, and each square high platform is about two meters long and wide. , On the top of the high platform, there is a workbench for alchemy.

More than a dozen cube-shaped high platforms formed a huge circle and stood in the center of the entire Selva Fighting Field. Reg couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that it seemed that the last elite competition was going to be held on it. up. [

The height of 30 meters is not very high. It is still a lot lower than the height of the Oriental Stand, but it is enough for many spectators in the auditorium to look up.

Being able to compete in such a position is originally a sign of status.

The first game was extraction, the second game was to identify the number of herbs and refine the combination of pills, and the third game was perception and on-the-spot learning ability. Reg reviewed the past three games in his heart again. I'm also a little curious. These assessments are all innovative and purposeful, but I don't know what the assessment questions for the fourth round of the competition are...

Mrs. Qiangwei and Carmena sat together again, but the atmosphere between the two was much more relaxed at this time. Mrs. Qiangwei did not give Reg any advice. Mrs. Qiangwei knew very well that Reg didn't need her. Any pre-match instructions.

Can do better than Reg, Madam Qiangwei really believes that there are not many...

"All pharmacists participating in the fourth round of the pharmacist competition are invited to enter the arena and reach the high platform with the same number as themselves."

In the words of the staff, more than a dozen people entered the arena one by one, and a burst of shouts erupted from the crowded audience seats.

There is a very steep ladder at the back of each high platform that can go directly to the top, and more than a dozen contestants walked down to their corresponding high platform.

Just climb up like this?

Finally, a pharmacist couldn't bear it anymore, and jumped up quickly. After rolling and falling in the air, his feet landed on the stairs, and his toes were on the stairs, and he borrowed his strength again. After several repetitions, the pharmacist was already light He soared up and landed on the high platform above, becoming the No.1 pharmacist on the high platform.

The pharmacist's clean and neat movements immediately caused applause from the stands, and the pharmacist also looked down with a bit of complacency to see what the others were doing.

With the first example, the people behind are naturally no longer polite, they are all showing their magical powers and going up one after another, but the magicians can only climb up the ladder honestly, after all, they have no ancestors Strength, without the wings of the demon spirit, it is impossible to toss up like a fighter...

Reg's strength is the highest among these people, but under the suppression of the God-refining wrist guard, he feels like a mad fighter at this time. In the previous few games, Reg was doing his best. Limelight, at this time all the audience, including other pharmacists, are watching Reg, to see what kind of way Reg will use to get on the high stage, even those pharmacists who appear on the stage in an extremely gorgeous way, have a bit of ruthlessness in their eyes. Covered provocation.

This includes Sang Nan, a student from Harek in the Zijin Kingdom. Sang Nan took the stage in a very gorgeous way. He stomped his feet on the ground and turned his body upside down. Standing upside down on the ground, the flexible body rises up like a spring again, and then rushes upwards again. After several repetitions, it lands on the high platform, and then changes back to the feet and the head.

Feeling everyone's gaze, Reg sighed in his heart, and took a step forward.

A cry of disappointment resounded in the audience, and Reg was actually stepping on the steep ladder step by step obediently, and slowly walked up to the high platform. And be honest.

Dianli's position was on Reg's right hand side. Seeing Reg's steady walk up like this, a little admiration flashed in Dianli's eyes, but there was also a little doubt.

Two days ago, the teacher Kamena was attacked suddenly, and the murderer was caught, but when I heard the news and rushed away, Kamena stopped me, with a complicated look in my eyes, telling myself to play hard , don't care too much about winning or losing.

Dan Li was very surprised, compared to the previous teacher's attitude, why did it suddenly change so much?

Facing Danli's doubts, Carmena only said one sentence: "That Qingzhu is a real genius, his talent and hard work, even if I am a teacher, I can't keep up with him. If it wasn't for him this time, Mrs. Qiangwei and I would have died gone."

Looking at the quiet Reg, there is an undisguised fighting spirit in his indifferent eyes, no matter whether you are a super genius in the eyes of the teacher or not, I will try my best to fight you!

No matter win or lose, I will definitely go all out! [

Reg didn't notice the indifferent gaze. As soon as he stepped onto the high platform, he saw a person.

A man standing tall.

The high platform where Reg was located was just facing the grandstand in the east that only nobles could enter, and at the front of the stand, a man in his thirties was looking at Reg with interest with his hands behind his back.

As soon as Reg raised his head, he saw this person, and saw his bright and energetic eyes.

Behind him, an aristocratic man in aristocratic clothing with a baron's logo was standing respectfully behind him, and another old man in gray clothes was standing quietly behind him with his hands folded, Like a... shadow.

When Reg's eyes swept over the gray-clothed old man, the old man also glanced at Reg at the same time, and Reg was startled, master!

This gray-clothed old man is a real master. From such a distance, he can accurately perceive that he is looking at him, and the time is not too close.

This 30-year-old man can be served by the baron so respectfully, and he can also be guarded by a powerful old man... Could it be that he is His Highness the Eighth Prince who Mrs. Qiangwei mentioned to represent His Majesty here?

Reg's eyes didn't flicker in the slightest, he looked straight at the man above, and that man also had a strange smile on his face, looking straight at Reg with a rather strange look .

After a while, Reg lowered his eyes slightly, and the Hachioji above smiled slightly.

"What a calm and calm person, so young, he looks like a master, not bad, really not bad..."

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I found that the dreams I have every day can be written into a novel, or a short story...

Red ticket, red ticket, go! ! ~!