Hunting College

"boom!"

　　 The small door at the end of the house was pushed open heavily.

　　 The assistant teacher bent down and got back into the narrow room with heavy steps.

　　 "Don't whisper to each other!"

Hilda, who returned to the house, immediately noticed the slightly chaotic scene in the house, and yelled: “The spell on each sign is different, and everyone’s perception is different... This is just this trial meeting. In the beginning, don’t drag other people into the ditch."

　　 This sentence is very embarrassing.

Zheng Qing curled his lips and sat back to his original position, trying to block the noise around his ears, while carefully touching the bumps on the edge of the trial card, while silently chanting the words'Tianwei Xiansi' in the bottom of his heart, trying to get from this brand Forcing more knowledge.

　　 This made him think of a sentence inexplicably—knowledge is like water in a sponge, there is always squeezing.

　　 It’s just that despite his efforts to concentrate, Hilda’s voice burrows into his ears uncontrollably: "...you still have 20 minutes to study! Hurry up! Don’t even take the first step..."

　　 "Sir!" Zheng Qing heard someone ask loudly: "Are we in the sky now? Will we really be thrown from the sky by you in a while?"

　　 He finally couldn't help it, and looked up in the direction where Hilda was.

　　 Under his feet, the boring shadow is also flaring its teeth and claws, like an octopus looking for food, burrowing through the shadows of other people on the floor.

　　 Hilda looked at the questioner with a weird expression: "Are you asking me?"

　　 The questioner nodded honestly.

The assistant teacher looked around, looked at the expectant eyes, slowly raised his face, opened his eyes, and then took a deep breath and roared: "Do you have so much time? Have time to ask the examiner for the answers to the test questions, no Do you have time to check your test paper several times?"

　　唰!

　　 The young wizards on both sides of the house all lowered their heads, and again frantically copied and silently recited the strange spell in their hands.

　　...

　　...

　　 Twenty minutes are fleeting.

　　 Hilda didn’t give everyone more than one second. Almost immediately after the second hand turned to 0 o’clock, he shouted loudly to remind everyone present:

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

　　 "The trial meeting for freshmen of the first university in 2008 has officially started!"

　　 "The first step, please unfasten your seat belts."

There was a rustling sound in the room. Zheng Qing solved it, looking around, looking at his companions: "Have you copied all the spells we said? The flying spell is okay? Check your body. His equipment... Pull the belt on your wrist to see if the book is tight."

　　 Except for Li Meng, everyone else immediately followed the nagging instructions of the hunting team leader, and then agreed one by one. Only the little witch was still flipping through the book, staring at the unfamiliar spells on it, muttering in her mouth.

　　 "The second step!"

　　 Seems to hear the young public servant's whispering voice, Hilda glared at him fiercely, and raised her voice: "Everyone lean back a little... Yes, it means that the waist and abdomen are slightly harder, and the neck is leaned back."

　　 Zheng Qing did what he said.

　　 Click.

　　 A clear click sounded, coming down the skull, and it sounded like the sound of a certain mechanism being opened. But before he could recover, he suddenly lightened behind him. The back of the seat that was blocking him seemed to be suddenly pulled off, and the resistance disappeared instantly.

　　Hu!

　　 Zheng Qing turned his head, turned back from the seat, and fell into the turbulent air flow in a blink of an eye. There were screams one after another in his ears, and the pictures flashed quickly before his eyes. The slippery clouds passed over his hands and feet, and the coldness was pressing.

　　 I opened my mouth, as if someone was pouring water on him, my mouth and nose were wet.

　　 The boy struggled, looked up, and a large plane hung steadily not far away, greeted his eyes. The two sides of the chubby machine were opened, revealing the empty cabin.

　　 In the cabin, Hilda’s nap was pulling the rope hanging down from the ceiling, waving his arms vigorously, as if to bid farewell to these young wizards, the wind faintly brought him intermittent shouts:

　　 "Already arrived at the airdrop location...execution...finished!"

　　 is really an airplane.

　　 After a brief loss, Zheng Qing did not feel overly alarmed, but quickly recovered his composure, and instead was pleased that the results of the discussion by his hunting team were correct.

　　 He turned his body hard, letting the squally wind roar in his ears, countless scenes flew by in his sight, focused and diligently opened the book in his hand, swept through the spells copied on the first page with ten lines, the magic in his body flowed naturally:

　　 "Mayfly's feather, beautiful clothes!"

　　 hum!

　　 A short whisper flashed in his ears, Zheng Qing could clearly feel that the magic power flowing in his body was suddenly strayed under the guidance of the curse, as if he was hit by a punch in the empty space, which caught him by surprise.

　　 The spells copied line by line in the book of Dharma burst into blue smoke, and then turned into black ashes, leaving nothing but blank.

　　 Good luck.

　　 Zheng Qing comforted himself, the failure of chanting the mantra did not lead to the backlash of mana, but the mantra was out of control and had little effect. He raised his hand and flipped through his hand to the last few pages.

　　 There is a second flying spell, just in case, a backup copy.

　　 "I can, no problem."

　　He suffocated himself from the bottom of his heart, his eyes focused and quickly passed the slightly scribbled mantra on the paper, and then he cleared his throat, pressing his fingertips on the basic mantra, and chanted again:

　　 "Mayfly's feather, beautiful clothes!"

　　 woo...buzz!

　　 This time, the long whispering sounded continuously, and the body that had fallen rapidly seemed to hit the soft cotton pile and quickly stabilized.

　　 Zheng Qing tilted his head and looked behind him. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 I saw two pairs of thin and translucent wings stretched out on his shoulder blades, which were vibrating rapidly, and the sun fell on the tips of the wings, giving off five colors of light.

　　 The boy raised his hand, and the light red translucent robe started from his fingertips and spread to his whole body along his wrists, elbows, and shoulders. The whole person seemed to be enveloped in a slowly pulsating flame.

　　 Inexplicably, the young wizard has a hint of understanding in his heart. This heavy coat simulates the appearance of a mayfly. He is now like a large mayfly, flying in mid-air.

　　Hu!

　　 A figure suddenly passed by his side, Zheng Qing fixed his eyes to see that it was a classmate in the class. Perhaps because he didn't grasp the balance when landing, at this moment, he was spinning like a top and falling to the ground quickly.

　　 The young government-sponsored student raised his eyebrows and did not immediately help. Instead, he reopened the handbook and found a new spell:

　　 "Yanyan Yu Fei, up and down the voice!"

　　 This is an additional spell Xiao Xiao provided to several companions to keep in touch while flying. There are multiple spells, and Xiao Xiao is responsible for the main spell.

　　 Although it is a new spell, it is a cooperative spell and the auxiliary spell is relatively simple. Zheng Qing can easily cast it.

　　 Then, a loud noise suddenly rang in his ears.

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