Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master

Today in Olanna, the weather is exceptionally fine.

Lin Li got up early in the morning, and as usual, first took Xiaolongying out for breakfast, and when he returned, he went to the buck store for a while and chatted with this old friend who was about to leave Olana. Sentence, until after the streets became lively, Lin Li walked back to the magic guild all the way.

Today is a special day for the Orana Magic Guild. Two months of trials from 24 magic guilds will end today.

In order to make this period more complete, the magic guild went up and down, and started to get busy early in the morning. Audrey went to Dawn Plaza early, where he would put four master-level magic patterns to ensure the finals. There will be no unnecessary casualties. Of course, such a complicated job cannot be done by him alone. The four master-level moires involve a huge workload, so Dalian also went. He is the entire Austrian In the Lanna Magic Guild, the inscriptions are second only to those in Oldwin.

Even Medellin got up early today, and rarely wore a formal suit, holding a crimson heart staff, and wearing a black void robe. It looked like a respected elder. .

Of course, this refers to the time when he does not curse.

Lin Li walked all the way back to his residence. Just when he reached the stairs, he heard a cursing voice.

"Get up and get me all up, shit, are you still asleep so late, are you guys or pigs?"

Medellin's voice was like Warcraft's Howler, not to mention that Mason Olin was awakened by him, and even next door Kevin was sleepy. Quietly leaned out of the door to see what happened.

Massen rubbed his eyes, his face blanked: "Why ..."

"Damn, you really are a pig. It's all this time. You dare to ask me why. You just open the window and take a look. The sun almost hits you. Don't hurry to prepare. Do you I thought that the finals would not start until you reach Master Mason? "Medellin scolded Mason, and looked at the face of Ou Ling:" And you, don't think you can sleep without going to the finals. Hurry up. Go wash your face and give Lao Tzu a little more energy. Don't let Gryffindor's little **** read a joke! "

"This old man ..." Lin Li stood far away from the stairs. Listening to Medellin's rough clamor. Helplessly smiled helplessly. The old man was born with an offending mouth. Obviously good intentions. But speak out of his mouth. But how unpleasant is how unpleasant.

Stayed together for more than two months. How could Lin Li be unclear about Ou Lingdi's personality? Proud and introverted. Everything is hidden in my heart. Even if he knew him best. He rarely heard what he said. After being injured by Gryffindor. Ou Ling didn't seem to change much. But everyone who knows him knows it. The proud genius magician was really depressed.

Thankfully Medellin turned his attention away. Although the words are a bit vulgar. The effect is quite good. After listening to the old man shouting. Ou Ling seemed a little more angry. I saw him nodded silently. Then I went back to the room to pack my belongings.

"Ferre ..." Kevin leaned out of the room. Shouted quietly.

"Kevin. What's the matter?"

"After the finals. Will you return to Garros first?"

"I'm afraid I can't ..." Lin Li thought for a while, and looked a little distressed: "I promised Anduin. After the finals, I would go to a place with him. It may take a few days to burn the novel."

"So ..." Even though Kevin didn't say anything, he couldn't hide how disappointed his face was.

"What's wrong? Do you have anything to tell me?"

"No ... nothing ..." Kevin hesitated, and then continued: "I'm just worried about the Emerald Tower, we are not both. In case there is any action in the Shadow Nest, I'm afraid of the Emerald Tower It would be dangerous ... "

"Don't worry about the Nest of Shadows. If I'm not wrong, they shouldn't take any action in the short term. Besides, doesn't the Emerald Tower still have your uncle?"

"But uncle he ..."

As soon as Kevin opened his mouth, he knew he was wrong.

But wanting to repent, but it was too late, Lin Li stared at Kevin with a pair of eyes and asked Shen, "What's wrong with Grean?"

"It's nothing……"

"Say!"

"Really ... really nothing." Kevin wanted to smile, but the barely squeezed smile was uglier than crying.

"Say, don't give it up ..." Lin Li shook his head helplessly. An honest man like Kevin is not suitable for lying at all. Whenever he is nervous, he writes all emotions on his face. He even lied to himself No, let alone lie to others?

"No, Ferre, Uncle Greyan gave me a death order, which I can never say."

"Do you want to say it?" Lin Li gave him a stern glance.

In the months of the Garos Magic Guild, Lin Li had long established absolute prestige. Even those magicians who had doubted him had to admit that it was precisely because of this young man's existence that the Emerald Tower could have Today's status, and the earliest knowing of Lin Lin, Kevin has an almost blind worship of him. At this moment, when Lin Lin gets angry, Kevin immediately becomes nervous.

I saw that he swallowed subconsciously and said in a dry and astringent voice: "Uncle Grynn wouldn't let me say it, but I think it's better to let you know about it. The Shadow Nest attack last time Uncle Gruen was badly injured while slaughtering the Valley of the Devil. He forced an 18th-level magic to cover the Guild Magician's retreat. After you finish this final, go back and see him ... "

"Last time, you told me that a friend's magic was broken. Could it be Greeen?" Lin Li stared at Kevin with a pair of eyes and he couldn't believe it, he was always full of energy. The fat old man who is always full of bad words will now lie on the bed!

"Yes……"

"Okay, I'll tell Anduin. After the final here, I'll go back to Garros immediately."

This is a truly magical event, enough to accommodate thousands of people in the Dawning Square stand, packed with people, and thousands of magicians from up and down the Orana Magic Guild. From the guild president Audwin, to young teenage apprentices, and even the noble figures in the city of Olana, all sat on the oval stand. Even Her Majesty the Frankish Kingdom asked his brother, Prince Jonathan, for greetings.

The entire Dawning Square is oval-shaped, following the style of competitive athletes common in the dark ages. The magical protective field around the square is laid by the Supreme Council. It can resist the magical impact of at least legendary level, and on the four corners of the square, there are four master-level magic patterns faintly flashing purple light, which is a masterpiece of Aldwin.

Opposite Dawn Plaza, there was a VIP seat in the stands, and Aldwin was sitting next to him. They are all big men, from Herza of the Supreme Council. Archbishop Enlos of the Temple of Light, Huffman, the decision maker of the Gold Chamber of Commerce. His Majesty's younger brother Jonathan and Senderos in the Dark Temple. Frank's biggest killer, Oro, is among this group. Just pick a character who is all famous. As for Dalian, you can only sit in the corner far away, and you can't squeeze into the middle.

"Huffman, what is the odds you gave Gryffindor to the gold and silver bank this time?" Hurza sat on the VIP table, looking back at the listlessness, and asked Huffman with interest. He said that the fat man sitting next to him was an old friend. How could he not know that, in such games, Shanjin Yinzhuang would open a handicap for those gamblers to make bets.

"One loses four."

"Oh?" Hurza suddenly hesitated, but he didn't expect that Huffman would say such an odds, but Frank's first magic genius, even a fool knows that he has at least 90% certainty Winning this final, the odds of losing one to four are not a joke. Gryffindor does not win. Once the final victory is obtained, the loss of the Gold Flash Chamber will be astronomical!

"It seems that your flash gold business doesn't have much confidence in Gryffindor? I said Huffman, depending on the scores of our decades-old friends, tell me how to tell, which one do you like? Practice apprentices? "

"Hey, I can't tell you, trade secrets ..." Huffman smiled shamelessly, thinking that this time I made a heavy bet, and bet you idiots thought Gryffindor must be Win!

In order to make a fortune in this final, Huffman took a lot of risk. At the beginning, he adjusted the Gryffindor odds to be very high to attract those gamblers. The odds of losing one to four are nothing to other people, but to Gryffindor, it is almost no different from sending money. Gryffindor is the first magic genius of Frank, and everyone who is a little more informed You know, this young man has broken through the realm of the Great Magus a month ago.

And other trial apprentices, the strongest is only 14th, the weakest is only 9th. This kind of strength can't be overemphasized, the strength is strong and the odds are high. Where can I find such good things?

Huffman caught this kind of psychology.

In fact, if he hadn't participated in that exchange meeting, I'm afraid even he would have thought that Gryffindor would win this regular final.

However, at the exchange meeting, Huffman saw it with his own eyes. The young magician named Ferre, with one hand controlling the hand of flame and the other hand touching the touch of frost, seemed to be magically matched. A bottle of Nether Power potion, aside from his superb potion technology, the magical power displayed in it is enough to make any magician stand upright.

Manipulating two magics at the same time, and still one fire and one fire, this Frey's strength will never be worse than Gryffin.

And don't forget, he is still a master of pharmacy.

In the battle between two magicians, how can a bottle of potion play a role?

Although this time the bet was huge, Huffman never worried that he would lose. He was so confident in the young magician named Ferre.

Of course, all of Herza would not understand.

He just looked suspiciously at Dawning Square, watching young apprentices coming in one after another, trying to tell which one was favored by Shanjin Chamber of Commerce.

"Ferre, how do I feel like I'm nervous ..." Masson looked at the thousands of spectators in the stands, shaking with excitement, waved his hands to the stands, and said falsely. One sentence.

At this time, Medellin happened to pass by. When he heard this, he immediately sneered: "What's so nervous, anyway, you are also a dead product. If you have time to burn the novel, you might as well think about it. , What way to lose is more decent ... "

"..." Ma Sheng was half-dead in one sentence, and it wasn't until Medellin went away that he gritted his teeth and said to himself, "I'm not lost, I want to go into the second round, annoying you old **** ... "

When Marson was mumbling, Ordwin on the VIP seat had already stood up. There seemed to be a magical magic in the old man. The square that had just been noisy, as he stood up from the VIP seat, Suddenly quieted down, Aldwin's voice was not very loud, but it was just enough for everyone to hear: "... two months of trials will end today, who is in this trial? The strongest apprentice, let us wait and see ... "

After Aldwin's simple opening remarks, Hurza announced the rules instead.

The rules of this final are not complicated. One-on-one knock-out, who wins and who enters the next round, who loses and packs things home, is cruel and direct. The judgment of winning or losing is also clear at a glance. The battle area is negative, and it is also negative when it is hit by magic level 10 or higher.

After the rule is the match table ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Lin Li ’s luck is not bad, he got a 12th level magic wizard, but the guy Mason did n’t know what luck was. He got the match table. Only now I got it, actually it was Larry-the eighth-level magician who once completed the task with three people during the trial in the Shadow Valley.

Oh no, it should be a 9th-level magician now.

However, for Mason, there is basically no difference. Whether it is level 8 or level 9, it is unlikely to be his opponent. After all, he is now a level 11 wizard. If even a level 9 magician is If you can't get it, you might as well buy a piece of tofu and hit it.

"Ha ha ha ha, now who dares to say that I can't get through the first round!" Mason was so proud of himself, after that, he looked at Medellin provocatively.

"Be careful to capsize in the gutter ..." Medellin poked his lips, cursing viciously.

"Pooh!"

"Sit down for a while, I'm going to play." Lin Li stood up while the young and the young were quarreling, and his match with the Twelfth Wizard was just arranged in the first round.