Versatile Mage

“Dean Xiao, these are all 150 people. If you reach 200, you must give him all the resources of the whole department?” Zhou Zhenghua, the head of the Department of Earth, said somewhat uneasy.

When Movan first said that, everyone thought he was a lunatic.

But as the numbers got closer and closer, it really started to get a little nervous.

In case this session is truly apart from Roson and Zhuang Weifeng, these two are middle-class magicians, all the others are junior, then the next 50 people will be given the results in this way?

By the way, the battle of this Phantom Wolf Beast is too strong, even in the advanced stage, there is no reason to support it until this time is not tired!

From the wounds, the Phantom Wolf won't last long, but in the mood, it looks like the Phantom Wolf can still fight 100!

“Brother, you can go up there and let these fools go up there. All our resources are really being robbed.” A handsome looking boy said.

“That's exactly what I meant. Alas, I didn't want to do it.” The tall man next to him slowly stood up from the chair with a little confidence in his dark pupils.

“In fact, it's quite interesting, there is a guy who doesn't know his origins who runs into the land of our Shanghai Demon Du, thought that the most capital is the children of the four great families of Demon Du, who knew that the wind was first robbed by a guy from Emperor Du, then by this summoning department cadet... White Tibetan Feng, you are the first of us to control the star chart, this wind, we gave it to you.” One of the men, who looked rather expensive, said that he had a ring in his hand that looked valuable.

“Naturally I have to give it to you, I advise you to practice refreshments, lest the next time you encounter this situation, you can only shrink here and talk, instead disgrace the four great families of demons.” The handsome man named White Tibetan Feng laughed.

“Humph, some people are lucky to enter the middle class early, but so what? China has such a large population. Prodigy, genius, and Junjie are not counted. It's hard to say who is weak or strong enough to practice later!” Shenshan River said.

“Take good care of your star chart, I'm going to end the kid, and let the outstanding students from the five lakes and seas of Pearl College figure out that this demon is the White Family's calculation, so is Pearl College!” White Tibetan Feng laughed and walked towards the Beast Field.

……

White Tibetan Feng is not in a hurry, there are about twenty or thirty more in line ahead of him.

Anyway, don't exceed 50, the boy's ghost will sooner or later fall into his White Tibetan hands.

“Friend, what department are you in, we feel...”

White Tibetan Feng glanced at this seemingly leading learner and waved: “I'm not going with you. I'll do it alone against a ghost wolf who's running out of strength and a half-hung middle-class magician. ”

White Tibetan Feng ignored those guys and walked towards the entrance to the Iron Cage.

“Wow, finally a master has come forward. ”

“Twenty to 200, thank goodness... the guy looks familiar, I feel like I've seen him somewhere.” The lead learner said.

“Isn't that the White Tibetan!! ”

“Shit, it's saved, it's saved, it's the White House god! ”

Dean Xiao and several department directors looked at White Tibetan Feng, and the light lady smiled gently: “I thought my nephew would be very patient. ”

“The Whites have done it, and it's time for the wind wave to end.” Zhou Zhenghua was also slightly relieved.

“Although the resources given to freshmen by the school are not quite as interesting as the Bai family, the Pearl School has been wiped out, and most of them cannot sit still.” The woman said.

……

In the iron cage of the Beast, White Tibetan Feng has stood there alone.

His statue of a man who had destroyed three summoning magicians before, was also singled out, and he was also proud to face the elusive summoning beast.

“Movan, right?” A seemingly peaceful smile appeared on White Tibetan's winged face. Those dark eyes stared at Movan and gazed with interest, "I must say, your strength is in the pearl college freshman ranking, but you and I should both know that once you reach the middle class, the junior rank can basically be left out of sight, the so-called 200 people... that's nothing more than ravaging the group of 5 people, which is not great. ”

Movan is also watching the guy who wants to pick his own, judging by the aura of this man, whose strength is above the previous wind.

“You are also quite smart to use this advantage over others to gain more resources, maybe you offend those who don't have a background will not do much, but don't forget that there is still a large proportion of the world in the freshman... the world... I am a mud horse!! ”

White Tibetan Feng's face suddenly changed, and just now he looked like Wen Wenruya. He burst out of his mouth and his image was completely dead!!

White Tibetan Feng certainly dared not to go on. In the process of speaking to him, Movan had darkly controlled a purple star map. Had it not been for the ideal sensation that a large number of thunder elements had gathered towards that person, White Tibetan Feng would not have noticed that a star map had appeared, and the shameless man blocked his sight with the body of a wolf beast!

“Just you fucking talk a lot.” Movan scolded.

The star map is already fully depicted at the foot, intersecting purple energy between the orbit and the orbit, and each oscillation makes the energy of the entire lightning galaxy spectrum enormous.

When the light reaches the threshold, Movan fingers the blue sky!

There are no fancy moves, and there is no precursor to the mood. The intermediate thunder system magic thunderbolt seems to have been born in order not to destroy you with any bullshit. At the moment of Movan's finger heaven, a thundercloud appeared on the head of the White Tibetan sharp!!

Thundercloud hasn't been brewing for long. Raise your hand, Thunder down!

“Boom ~ ~ ~!!!! ”

The thunderbolts screamed all over the place, and some of the girls covered their ears with fright.

In front of the sight, a bold purple thunderbolt struck out of the thunder cloud, targeting White Tibetan Feng.

The thunderbolt, like a dragon falls, the smell of destruction is pouring from head to head, before it has completely fallen, there is already a huge crack in the ground!

The teacher Gu Han, who was protecting the students next to him, frowned at this time, and his face clearly showed a little panic.

Honestly, even his teacher didn't fully react. He wasn't sure if the light magic could help White Tibetan Feng withstand this attack in a timely manner...