Magical Strategist

The "Teacher Exchange Meeting" is mainly divided into three links. The first link is the member introduction. The chief instructor will lead his apprentices to the ring and describe the apprentice's situation to everyone, so as to facilitate mutual understanding;

The second part is the discussion of the guidance plan. The chief instructor selects an apprentice and shares his training plan to promote mutual learning;

The third link is competition and discussion. Each sect sends a disciple to the ring to compete with other sect disciples. Of course, the competition only lasts until the end, and there is no need to show their true skills and fight to the death.

Let’s start with the first link. As the first of the five series, the fire system should be the first to take the stage for introduction.

"Master, I'm a little nervous. What should I do when I get on stage?" Zhenlong said quietly.

"Can you be successful? Just follow me and you don't have to say anything." With that, Baggio pulled the real dragon into the ring.

The real dragon standing in the ring felt very uncomfortable being stared at by dozens of pairs of eyes. Moreover, only Baggio was chattering next to him, while he himself stood there like a fool.

Fortunately, there was only one apprentice of Baggio, and it took less than two minutes to finish.

After walking off the stage, the chief instructors from other departments cast curious looks. Who here doesn't know that the Vulcan either accepts apprentices or accepts extraordinary talents, such as Jasmine and Piro. There must be something extraordinary about this Real Dragon of Lille.

In Zhenlong's view, the first and second links are nothing more than reporting a running account and have no meaning at all.

Chief instructors from other series also made introductions one after another.

Boring moments always pass very slowly. After more than two hours, it was finally time to start the third session.

Since being humiliated by Ghost Three, Zhenlong always wants to find a suitable opportunity to fight him again. I have recently mastered Three Thousand Worlds, so I might as well try it out on him.

According to the rules, each sect must send one disciple to fight. They are: fire type, in addition to Lille True Dragon, there is also Lil True Dragon; water type, Xikori; wood type, Angela; earth type, Kevin; gold type, Betty.

The participants are all the top students in each department and school district.

Not to mention Ghost Three, Angela, the eldest sister of the Phoenix Gang, and Kevin, nicknamed "The Living Dead", are both top-notch masters. Betty from the gold department is called the school beauty. She is not only beautiful, but also among the best in strength.

Without strong enemies, how can we break through ourselves? Zhen Long mustered up all his energy and determined to defeat Gui San in the ring and avenge his previous humiliation.

Because he was too excited, too excited, and too nervous, Zhenlong was the first to rush to the ring and glared at Guisan in the audience.

"Get down!" Baggio shouted.

"Why?" the real dragon asked, blinking his big eyes.

"It's not your turn to be the first to appear!" Baggio said angrily.

There is an order of appearance, with seniors and seniors coming first, and juniors coming last. Among the five people, Betty, who is from the gold system, is in the "Golden Class 5". According to usual practice, she should be the first to take the stage. And her opponent is Kevin, who comes from the earth system and is from the "earth class five". It's just that the real dragon has just arrived and doesn't know the order of things, so Baggio didn't mention it to him.

"No problem, no problem, let's let Baggio's disciple compete with Betty." Hawking said cheerfully.

"How can this be done? Everything must be done according to the rules. Whoever is responsible is who. True Dragon, why are you standing there? Come down!" In fact, everything is an excuse. Baggio is worried that True Dragon will be beaten by Betty from the Golden Class Five. Complete abuse. How can the master not know how many kilograms the apprentice has?

"Since Chang has such a strong desire to perform, we might as well give him this opportunity to perform well. I'm really looking forward to what the Vulcan's apprentice will be like." Kevin said with an indifferent expression. Because once at the door of the bar, Zhenlong swatted Cheng Jian's water gun with his bare hands without using any fighting spirit. This alone is enough to prove that Zhenlong has certain strength.

"Hey, hey, is this really the case? I think you don't want to fight Betty?" At this time Balak stood up and said.

"Barack, please stop talking to me." Kevin said angrily.

Not only Kevin, but everyone else agreed that Zhenlong should stay on stage and perform well.

"This..." Zhenlong regretted his impulsiveness and gaffe. The person standing in front of me now is not Gui San, but the school beauty Betty.

Seeing Betty, she was wearing a neat and heroic golden robe covering her slender figure, and her long seductive purple wavy hair was flying all over the sky under the breeze, so unbridled and flamboyant. There is no flaw in Qingcheng's face, it is so perfect. It was as if a casual glance from her could bring an irresistible suffocating feeling to men.

Zhenlong finally resisted the temptation of the school beauty and calmed down.

I'm not here to admire beautiful women! he said to himself.

"Brother, are your legs weak after seeing the beauty?" Balak shouted to the real dragon.

"Ah Guang, even you want to see my joke, right?" Zhenlong said angrily.

"It's a blessing to be able to play against the school beauty, even if you lose." A Guang said with emotion.

I really didn't give A Guang a hard look, and muttered in my heart: You're lucky, why don't we switch? I don't want to fight her.

"Lil is a real dragon, right?" Betty heard a sweet shout and her purple fighting spirit rose into the sky. Suddenly, powerful airflow surged out in all directions.

"You're starting a fight without preparation?" Before the real dragon could take a breath, the pressure of purple fighting spirit was already coming. Inexplicable pressure swept over him, and his legs trembled involuntarily.

The same purple fighting spirit as Haitang's, but Betty's is sharper and more ferocious.

The real dragon frowned, and with a sudden force, dark silver fighting energy burst out of his body.

At the same time, there were boos under the ring.

Presumably they all had the same idea: they thought that the disciples of Vulcan should at least have purple fighting spirit, but how could they have silver fighting spirit? It was so unsatisfactory!

On the ring, Zhenlong and Betty looked at each other, as if they were testing their opponents' details. In fact, there is no need to do anything. People with a little practical experience can easily see that the gap between the two is not as big as usual.

Di blinked her eyes, a look of disdain on her brows. She knew that this competition had no meaning. It was just a hot-blooded boy who didn't know the heights of the world and wanted to show off. The opponent's trembling legs could not withstand the pressure of his fighting spirit. But as a senior, bullying a fire-type freshman in front of so many people would inevitably make people laugh.

Thinking of this, Betty couldn't help but sigh. She turned around gracefully, turned her back to the real dragon, and said coldly: "Classmate Lier Zhenlong, our competition ends here."

"why?"

Di didn't reply, but with a disdainful look, he jumped off the ring and returned to his seat.

She is indeed a school beauty, not only beautiful, but also of high quality. Immediately, there was a wave of applause from the audience.

"and many more……"

At this moment, how does Zhenlong feel in his heart? Do you think the school beauties are of high quality? Of course it's impossible! In his opinion, Betty's words and deeds were undoubtedly an insult to him. From Betty's eyes and words, it is not difficult to judge that the school beauty disdains fighting with a real dragon and simply looks down on this new student.

A man must stand upright. Even if he loses, he must lose thoroughly and be convinced of his defeat! The real dragon clenched his fists, not to mention how angry he was.

Even Baggio was unhappy. He sat there with a sullen face. This time, his old face was completely lost.