Panlong's infinite evolution

Chapter 17

Wellington School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Admissions Office

Looking at the flow of people coming and going at the admissions office, as the vice-principal of Welling College of Magic and Magic, Marquis Kaile was as happy as an old farmer who saw a good harvest.

So many people with magic aptitude joined Welling School of Magic, which means that the development of Welling School of Magic will get better and better, but there is one thing that makes him very dissatisfied-there are very few magic geniuses joining Welling School of Magic this year .

The two super geniuses of elemental affinity and spiritual power, the Marquis of Kaile did not dare to think about them. Those are all students appointed by Ernst School of Magic. Welling School of Magic has no strength and ability to compete, but it is better than this time. I have never seen a single super genius waiting for him so far.

"You two, go into the magic test hall and watch, and invite me all those super geniuses." Marquis Keller pointed at the instructors of the two colleges behind him, and shouted anxiously.

"I don't know what that idiot Xiboer is doing, and I haven't brought a single genius here." In late autumn, the Marquis of Kaile was anxiously covered with a big man, and a precious book inlaid with gold rims in his hand was stunned. He rudely used it as a fan, shaking it non-stop, as if there was a small wind that seemed to be absent, adding to the hotness in his heart.

Luo Lan and Lin Lei came out of the test hall and walked directly to the admissions office of the Wellington Academy of Magic. Two rows of towering colorful flags fluttered in the wind. Under the flags, each of the palace guards tried their best to straighten their bodies, standing like javelins. with.

People who can become palace guards, not to mention the level of soldiers, are all handsome guys in terms of appearance alone, and they are now excellent candidates for the guard of honor of the three armed forces. Coupled with the dignified court dress, this guy Where to fight, like a model, it attracted the screams of many girls.

"Rolan, that guard is still there, I wonder if he will let you go this time!" Delin Cowart looked at Balter and raised his eyebrows at Rolan.

"There's nothing I can do if I don't let me in. I can't get into the Ernst Academy of Magic because of my innate talent!" Luo Lan frowned helplessly, and said pitifully with a bitter expression on his face.

"Haha, why do I suddenly feel that this guard is going to be unlucky!" Delin Cowart laughed at Luo Lan's pitiful appearance.

"Stop, you two country bumpkins, didn't I tell you just now that this is not the place for you country folks to come!" Balter recognized Roland at a glance.

"We are here to sign up..." Luo Lan looked at the other party with a half-smile, shaking the test report card issued by the priest.

"Here we come, we come!" Suddenly, the magician Xiboer, who was the first to enter the magic test hall, ran towards Marquis Kyle in a hurry, shouting as he ran.

"Mr. Sippoll, pay attention to your image. You represent not only yourself, but also our entire Willing School of Witchcraft and Magic. What do you look like in a panic!" Marquis Keller put down his book in a stern manner, and reprimanded road.

"Vice-principal, I... I just saw a genius with super-spiritual power walking towards us!" The physique of a magician is far worse than that of a warrior. Blushing, he stammered.

"Where is it? Take me there quickly!" Marquis Kaile jumped up from the chair as if a spring was installed under his buttocks, and ran forward.

Some fat Marquess Kelley started running, rocking from side to side like a fat duck.Sippoll followed behind, pursing his lips as he ran, and said contemptuously, "I also said that I don't pay attention to my image, and your image of a fat duck has been thrown to the Dark Alliance."

"This is your test report card!" Battelle's eyes widened, he glanced at each word, then raised his head, looking at Luo Lan with cannibalistic eyes.

"Earth and wind elements have a medium affinity, and their mental strength is 47 times that of their peers. Haha, I am so ridiculous. How can you country bumpkins have such good grades? It must be fake. You are trying to use fake transcripts to try to Let me tell you, I, Battelle, have sharp eyes, and I will never allow you scum to enter the Willing Academy of Witchcraft and Magic."

As he said that, Battelle's face was full of righteousness, and he held Luo Lan's report card with both hands and wanted to tear it up.

"stop!"

Luo Lan roared and rushed up quickly.

Where did the two hundred and five come from? How could he tear up the report card at every turn.

Battelle's body trembled, and his movements slowed down slightly. Luo Lan rushed to him in an instant, grabbed the report card from his hand, and slapped Battelle with his backhand.

"You, you dare to hit me, do you know who my father is!" Battelle had an unbelievable expression on his face. No one had ever dared to hit him except his father when he grew up.

"It was you who beat me, I don't care who your father is!" Luo Lan looked at Battelle contemptuously from the corner of his mouth, and his heart was full of anger. If it weren't for his sharp eyesight and quick hands, this report card would have been almost ruined.

"You untouchable, you dare to beat me. You are finished, your whole family is finished, my father is Merit, the right minister of the Kingdom of Finland, and I want your whole family to die!" Battelle suddenly looked at Luo Lan with a ferocious face. , roaring loudly.

"You dare to threaten me!" Roland stepped forward suddenly, grabbed Battelle by the collar, and lifted him in the air with one hand, his eyes were cold.

Family members in this life are a taboo in Luo Lan's heart. If he dares to use his family as a threat, Luo Lan is like an enraged tiger, with a fist clenched in the other hand, and a cold murderous intent flashes in his eyes.

"me……"

Balter was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, and he experienced such a scene there, his whole body trembling with fright, stuttering and unable to speak.Suddenly, I felt hot on my legs, and a stream of hot and humid liquid flowed down the trousers.

"stop!"

Suddenly there was a loud roar from behind Battelle, and a middle-aged man who swayed from side to side like a fat duck ran over in a hurry.

"Who are you to beat up the palace guards!" Marquis Kaile stared at Luo Lan with a frosty expression on his face.

"Master Kaile, save me quickly, this pariah wants to kill me!" Battelle yelled loudly when he saw Marquis Kaile as if he saw a savior.

"Be careful, Luo Lan, this little guy in front of you is an eighth-level magician!" Dorin Cowart said suddenly via voice transmission.

"Eighth-level magician!" Luo Lan was startled, looked at Kaile with serious eyes, and said in a respectful tone: "I am a student who came to Willing School of Magic and Magic."

"Students who came to sign up!" Kaile's expression softened a little, and he asked, "Then why are you making trouble here?"

"Master Kaile, this pariah signed up with fake grades, and I found out that he dared to resist!" The villain Bateer complained first.

"Young man, I don't care what you're here for, just let me down first!" Kaile glanced at the puddle under Battelle in disgust, and said with a frown.

Battelle is nothing, but his father, Duke Merritt, still has to give face.

"Deputy dean, this boy is what I call a genius with super mental power!" Sipple leaned close to Kaile, pointed at Luo Lan and whispered.

"Untouchable, don't let me down quickly. The person opposite is Mr. Kaile, the eighth-level magician who is the vice president of Willing School of Magic." Battelle's face changed, and he ordered arrogantly.

In front of an eighth-level magician, Luo Lan didn't dare to do anything to Battelle, so he shook his hand violently, throwing Battelle to the ground like a sack.

"Ouch!" Battelle screamed, rubbing his buttocks, and got up.

"Catch him and tear this pariah into pieces..." Battelle pointed at Roland and shouted hysterically.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly there was a clear and crisp slap on the face, and Battelle's screams came to an abrupt end.

The code word code to the wife is jealous of the computer, this is the whole thing, hey——

　The plot about this pretense and slap in the face is just an introduction, a character designed for the follow-up plot.Frankly speaking, I am not good at such pretense and slap in the face, and I can’t write a soul-stirring feeling. Everyone knows that there is such a person, so just skip and read the next chapter. If you have any good suggestions for revision, respect Please leave a message, much appreciated!

　　
　
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