Shen Yin Wang Zuo

“Look carefully, I'm going to start.” Lin Xin smiled gently at the girl across the street.

He hasn't started yet? The delicate body of the teenage girl has fallen somewhat.

The fire cloud reappeared, tapping gently on the aperture, dinging slightly, and this time it was like tapping on a metal ring. The flame-red halo collapses instantly, turning into countless flame-red light spots suspended in mid-air.

At this time, the eyes of all contestants were focused on Lin Xin, and no one knew what he was going to do.

“Change." Lin Xin sighed softly and could clearly see that the fire cloud crystal in his hand had produced a series of trembling, his mouth seemed low and he seemed to say the spell, but his speech was so fast that neither his opponent nor the referee could hear it clearly.

The Mars that was floating in the air had changed, and they were getting bigger, and most amazingly, they were spreading like a flower bone all the way through.

A fiery red rose flower appeared in the middle of the sky, slowly spinning around Lin Xin's body.

This scene was so shocking, Lin Xin, handsome and handsome, was like a fire elf under the pure rose lining of fire elements.

The contestants almost all held their breath and watched the scene, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

That flame rose has at least a few hundred, how much control does it take to control the fire element so delicately!

Lin Xin's opponent, the girl who had passed the first two days of the game, her face was no longer pale. Instead, she had an extra blush on her face. She was close and the best to see. Girls are beautiful, not to mention such delicate magic control of fire attributes, she no longer sees the pain of failure, but rises a slight admiration.

However, Lin Xin's show is not over. Fire Cloud Crystal pointed forward, "Condensed. ”

Suddenly, all the fire red roses were as if they had found a leader, quickly gathering together in front of him, condensing into a fire red heart pattern, brilliant fire red, perfectly presenting the roses.

Lin Xin gently pointed to the position of his left chest. Suddenly, the “knock knock knock knock knock knock” heartbeat came from the air, and the heart pattern composed of flaming roses accompanied the appearance of this sound and fluctuated, like a real heart.

Once again, the Fire Cloud Crystal fronted, and in all the shouting, the huge “heart” flew straight to the opposite girl magician.

The girl who was in shock and shock could not have reacted in time, looked at the big flame and flew towards herself, her face suddenly changed greatly, but she was too late to hide. Look at the heart of the flaming rose, blank in the brain.

But just at this time, all the roses seemed to fade away quietly, and the flame of the heart turned into a bigger aperture of the heart and put the girl in it, with no attack at all, just so quietly scattered around her body. The flaming red light brings the face of the young sorceress to a red spot.

Girls stood there somewhat dazed and had no idea what to do, and almost all of the female magicians in the tournament were blindfolded.

It's gorgeous and romantic. So magic can also become so beautiful.

“My demonstration is over, please.” Lin Xinbin said politely to the young girl across the street.

“Ah!” The 61st maiden magician shouted, her feet slightly fell down, and her cheeks were shamed by her own faults.

“I, I can't, I think I lost.” After saying this, she felt her heart beat had accelerated for a while, and she didn't even dare to go to see Lin Xin again. Running away was like running away.

Don't say that the girl was shocked, even if the referee of the game, a seven-degree cultivated archdeacon mentor, is also stunned at this time. Because he asked himself that this delicate control of himself, although he could also do it, could never be as fast and accomplished as Lin Xin. This kind of control over magic can no longer be described by genius, it is simply a genius!

On the podium, an old magician sitting in the center of the first row grunted, "The crowd is petty and flamboyant. ”

As for his assessment, the other magicians on both sides were not surprised, and an old magician sitting on his left said: “Lao Lin, this cannot be described in Chinese uncertainty. What creativity and manipulation is hidden in such a magnificent scene. This child's magical understanding is amazing and will become my magical temple leader. ”

Lao Lin snorted, “Granny, you have a problem with your eyes. He's a fucking leader. It's just a popular clown. ”

Ge Lao's face sank, “Lin, you can't say that. At our age, are you still jealous? Though you are the leader of the Magic League, I would never agree if you wanted to suppress such a young talent. ”

Lao Lin suddenly stood up, “Okay, I won't watch this game anymore, I'm pissed off. I'm gonna crush that little bastard? How many pounds does he have? Can I know? ”

Boss Ge was angry, "How can you curse people? Do you still have the style of Saint Magister? ”

Lin muttered, “Do you mind if I curse my grandson?” After saying this, he walked away with a smile on his face. Before leaving, he glanced furiously at Lin Xin, who was smiling and waving at all the contestants.

Lin Xin only felt cold on his back and did not dare to continue slugging. He hurried back to the rest area.

Lin Lao went away, and Ge Lao also revealed a sudden appearance. “Turns out this boy is Lin's second grandson, the legendary freak. No wonder this old man's nose is not nose, his face is not face. ”

Assassin Temple Testing Field.

The Temple of Assassins is the weirdest part of the Alliance Grand Trial Ground, which, far from being as bright as the other five Trial Grounds, appears a little dim, if not insidious.

The Assassin Temple Trial Site competition began some time later than the rest of the temple, as some arrangements were made here.

A tall stone column rises in a large test site, and the stone columns are arranged irregularly, each as thick as a two-person hug. This is just the end of the arrangement.

The low, cold voice drifted off the podium like it was from the Nine Ghosts, “There are 48 entrants in this tournament, and after the first two days of the competition, there are twelve left. The top ten will be decided today. You will enter the field simultaneously to fight, and you can use whatever means you want, and whoever loses his ability to fight will be eliminated. The first four to be eliminated will compete by drawing lots, deciding on the two who will eventually be eliminated. Now enter, I count to ten, and the game begins. ”

Ten.

A string of voices rang out, and one of the entrants in the original lounge had gone out like an arrow.

These assassins are much more mysterious than the others in the temple, each with a veil on his face that allows him to look like this, and some even wrapped his head around it, revealing only his eyes. Quickly, cleverly, that cold voice counted less than three times, and these people just came out of nowhere as if they had disappeared without a trace.

“Du, du, du, du, du…” The quieter the environment, the easier it is for sudden sounds to attract attention, as it is at this time.

Not all contestants are in the first place, with one exception.

The long purple hair spread quietly behind him, the atheistic eyes gave a feeling of silence, the green bamboo wand gently on the ground, its owner slowly, one step at a time towards the center of the trial site.