Magical Strategist

After the real dragon said oh, he also lined up in the long queue.

The queue was like a long dragon, winding and dragging for more than a hundred meters. There are all kinds of people in the team, including old men, middle-aged uncles, aunties carrying vegetable baskets, and little kids with braids.

"So many?" the bald man asked.

Baggio looked at the crowd and couldn't help but get angry: "Are you here to f**king make soy sauce? I mean those old men smoking big cigarettes, the aunt over there with onions, and you guys wielding knives and guns, it's troublesome You go home and do whatever you want, we only recruit magic apprentices who are under 20 years old and have a certain foundation."

As soon as Baggio spoke, the crowd quickly shrunk by more than half.

The woman placed the crystal ball in the center of the table and said to everyone: "Now let's start the admission test. You just need to put your hands lightly on the crystal ball. When the crystal ball lights up, you will know the result immediately. By the way, I would like to remind you that emotions It may affect the test results, so try not to be nervous and relax when you test later. Do you understand?"

Got it!

"Okay, let's get started, you go first." The woman said to the young man standing first.

The young man stepped forward with his head held high and naturally put his hand on the crystal ball.

"Well, this young man has fine bones and looks very talented. I think he will definitely hit the spot." The bald man said with certainty.

The moment the young man put his hand on the crystal ball, Baggio shouted from the side: "Hit, hit, hit, give it to me!"

Seeing Baggio's nervous look, the man sitting at the end was covered with black lines on his forehead. He said, "Why is Mr. Huo so excited today?"

The woman replied: "The principal gave us the task of recruiting 50 students. It's been the third day and we haven't recruited one yet. Can the boss not be excited?"

After a few seconds, the crystal ball responded, and with a "buzz" sound, the surface of the ball emitted a faint blue light. The results are out.

The young man said self-righteously: "I, Lacy, am the youngest and most promising magician in this area. At the age of 20, I have broken through the silver fighting spirit barrier and am now a light blue fighting spirit magician."

Seeing Baggio's grimace and disappointment, he said one word: "Get out!"

"Um..." The young man was stunned for a while, and then asked weakly: "Can't I do it? Am I not qualified? Am I..."

Baggio shouted angrily: "Can't you understand people? Tell you to get out!"

The bald man also said disappointedly: "Hey, you really can't judge a book by its appearance. His talent is actually poor."

The young man couldn't believe his eyes, or he couldn't accept this reality. He said anxiously: "No, that's not the case. Teachers, I, Lacy, am now a blue vindictive magician. Is there something wrong with your crystal ball? Do you want to retest it?"

"Will there be a problem with the crystal loss? I think there is something wrong with your head. Get out! Do you believe I will beat you up if you don't get out?" Baggio said impatiently.

"Laxi, didn't you hear what Chief Instructor Baggio said?" Baldhead repeated.

The young man's eyes suddenly turned red, he turned around and left in tears.

"next."

At this time, there were whispers in the team.

"Bodor's requirements are really strict. Even the blue fighting spirit can't pass, let alone my white fighting spirit."

"I'm a little better than you. I'm Silver Dou Qi now."

"Hey, I'd better just go home and farm. I don't expect to go to Podol to further my studies."

For a while, another group of people left the team dejectedly. There were originally nearly a hundred applicants, but now there are only fifty.

roll roll roll!

Baggio kept saying "get out" one after another, and one after another applicants left in disgrace. Baggio was very depressed. He couldn't help but curse angrily: "You are all trash. When will you meet another genius? Just like my beloved disciple Pirro. No, as long as you are half as good as Pirro. "

At this time, the woman in charge of the test tugged on Baggio's sleeve and said, "Boss, this guy's talent is average, do you want it?"

Baggio sat on a chair and looked up at the sky with dull eyes. He was completely disappointed. Finally, Baggio sighed without looking back: "Please, let him get out of here!"

Another young man left in tears.

roll!

roll!

roll……

Another group left.

Soon only the last 5 were left.

At this time, Zhenlong's little heart had already reached his throat. He held his breath and prayed that he would win while listening to the test results of the four brothers in front:

"Talent: Poor!"

"Difference!"

"Zhongxia!"

"Difference!"

In the blink of an eye, all four were rejected.

At this moment, Zhen Long Wei felt cold all over. The place where he stood was originally very lively, but now it is so deserted. In front of him, five pairs of eyes were staring at him.

Especially Baggio's eyes widened the most. He put his only remaining hope on this red-haired boy.

"Come here, little boy. Don't be nervous, relax!" the woman in charge of the test said to the real dragon.

"Ah! Okay!" Zhen Long Rumeng woke up. He took heavy steps and walked towards the desk with great difficulty.

It was only five or six steps, but the real dragon actually walked a dozen steps, or even more...

"Can you hurry up? If you win, you win. If you don't, get out. I hate mother-in-law and mother-in-law the most." Baggio cursed.

"Oh!" The real dragon swallowed and came to the crystal ball with great difficulty.

Feiya, who was not far away, cheered: "Come on Ershun, I believe you can do it!"

It is a place that I have always dreamed of going to. Only by going there can I become stronger to avenge Lina, and only then can I have the strength to protect the people I want to protect! Zhenlong took a deep breath and felt hard in his heart: I'm going to risk it all!

The real dragon stretched out his hand and gently placed his hand on the top of the crystal ball as before.

God, my dad has believed in you for so long, at least look after me this time...

The real dragon closed his eyes and prayed.

After a few seconds, the crystal ball responded.

Baggio grabbed the crystal ball and looked at it carefully with his eyes wide open. The veins on his forehead were exposed and his teeth were chattering.

The real dragon stared at Baggio, or rather at Baggio's mouth. In a few seconds, would this mouth say one word "get out" or two words "pass"?

My heart beats like a wild horse breaking free from its shackles, racing in my heart;

Cold sweat dropped one after another on his collar like broken pearls; the boy's fate would be known in a few seconds.

Should he become a man who stands upright like Pirlo, or should he be reduced to farming at home?

.........

"Get out!" Baggio suppressed the word he hadn't heard for a long time.

This word was like a bolt from the blue that made the real dragon's head buzz. He knew that he was defeated, he knew that he did not have that kind of fate, and he knew that his future was not so bright. He stood there, standing there stupidly. How could he accept this fact.

Helpless, the real dragon sighed deeply and turned around to leave.

"It seems that I, the True Dragon of Lille, am a miserable person after all."

"Get out!" Baggio yelled behind him again.

"I know!" the real dragon replied. I know that I have no talent and was not admitted. It is enough to ask me to get out once. As for looking down on others like this?