Versatile Mage: Ancient God Supreme

Ding~~~dong~~~

As soon as Ye Wuxin came out of the room, she heard the sound of the doorbell. Li Wenzhong hurriedly opened the door. Standing outside was Ci Min and a girl with light blond hair.

"Have you rested well? The banquet is almost ready. I'll take you to the Golden Hat Hall."

Ci Min obviously put on makeup, and her temperament changed from the little confused girl at the beginning to a resolute cheerleader, and her long and plump legs could not be covered by the peace robe.

"Ok."

Ye Wuxin nodded, indicating that he was ready to go.

Ci Min and the female student walked in front and whispered in Old English. In order to prevent Ye Wuxin and others from eavesdropping, they also used London dialect for encryption.

But even though you don't understand, don't forget that Ye Wuxin is a spiritual mage. Just by the fluctuation of his mind, you can tell that they are discussing his handsome and resentful face. It's not that they are short-sighted, but that Ye Wuxin is really too handsome. .

The six people were teleported directly to the golden hat hall that Ci Min mentioned through the teleportation matrix. From the name, it can be seen that this is a huge and splendid hall, whether it is the bright floor on the ground or the shining crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

The bright and luxurious red thick carpet is very clean and tidy. The pillars supporting the hall are replaced by marble sculptures, and colorful silk scarves are wrapped around these statues.

In the golden hall, everyone, no matter where they came from, was wearing a robe of peace, and in the center was a tall white-bearded elder.

After seeing the six people, he immediately welcomed them in an Italian-flavored international language: "Look, we have new friends here. Hello, I am the dean of the White School of Witchcraft and Wizardry at Hogwarts. Sir, Ange Bourchez, where are your friends from?"

"Hello, Dean Ange, my name is Yuhua Qiu, and we are from Donghuang Pearl Academy."

Qiu Yuhua adjusted her glasses and stepped forward.

"Oh—Donghuang, are you also scholars from that ancient land? I like the magical culture of Donghuang very much, but it's a pity that I have always been entangled in mundane things and have never been there."

Dean Angers said with a smile.

Qiu Yuhua said happily: "If you have time to go to Donghuang, you must come to the Magic City."

Ye Wuxin stood there and looked around, like a fierce tiger patrolling his territory, but at a glance, he found an acquaintance.

There is always a girl who is particularly bright, fresh and refined in the crowd, and the acquaintance Ye Wuxin saw happened to be that girl.

She stood in the crowd like a moon fairy, and the robe of peace wrapped around her body could not hide her graceful figure. She had icy muscles and beautiful purple hair, which hung down to her waist and was as smooth as satin.

The bright white melon face has curved eyebrows, pure eyes are lively, and the style is supreme.

She is peaceful and quiet, and when she smiles, she is so bright and stunning that the sun in the sky eclipses her.

It was the archangel Saga whom Ye Wuxin saved during the main campus assessment. She is still so beautiful after such a long time.

Shajia obviously also discovered Ye Wuxin, and her pure eyes trembled suddenly. She never expected that this would be the scene when the two met again.

But now the two have no chance to talk, because Sharjah is surrounded by students from other schools. Although they are all covered in robes of peace, they can distinguish different schools from their hairstyle and temperament.

"Lao Qiu, come here."

Professor Ye Lianshan from Imperial Capital Academy waved to Qiu Yuhua. It turned out that the members of Imperial Capital Academy had already arrived, but they were standing alone.

Unable to integrate into either the European or Asian circles, the Asian countries' defense against Donghuang is like defense against wolves.

"Lao Ye, it turns out you guys have been here a long time ago."

When Qiu Yuhua saw Ye Lianshan waving, he hurriedly said goodbye to Ange and walked over. Si Huanian and Li Wenzhong also followed.

However, Ye Wuxin did not move. Instead, she picked up a glass of pure lemonade from the table next to her and walked towards Sakya at a fast pace.

The majestic aura condensed behind Ye Wuxin like a ferocious beast, and there seemed to be thousands of stars shining brightly in his eyes: "Shajia, long time no see!"

His voice was lazy and mellow, and the moment he let out a little momentum, the Europeans around her were shocked and horrified!

"Long time no see, you are already a senior."

Sakya smiled softly. She was shocked by the strength of this boy. He crushed and killed the executioner of "Black Pavilion" when he was in the middle level. Now that he has entered the high level, she doesn't know how strong he is!

The surrounding European students all looked at Ye Wuxin with shocked eyes. At first they thought he just wanted to attract Saga's attention, but they didn't expect that the two actually knew each other.

"Miss Sharja, how come you know a yellow-skinned monkey???"

The curly blond man standing not far from Sharja said without hesitation.

He looked at Ye Wuxin with hidden disgust. Although his country clearly stated that racial discrimination was prohibited, in fact, it was the country that clearly stated that it was the most serious.

It's just that he regretted it as soon as he said it, but he didn't apologize because he was the heir of an aristocratic family in the Iron Tower Kingdom. From birth to now, only others have apologized to him, and he has never had the opportunity to apologize to others.

Ye Wuxin's eyes were cold with a bit of joy. He was just about to find someone to establish his authority, but he didn't expect that the golden retriever dog would bump into him.

"Count Harkery, what did you just say? I want you to apologize to my friend!"

Saga's eyebrows stood up. He didn't expect that the young earl was so small-minded. Ye Wuxin just chatted with her and was insulted by him.

"What? You want me to apologize to this pariah? No"

Each of these European nobles believed themselves to be noble, but in fact, before the tide of darkness, their ancestors were not even qualified to kneel down and worship the Emperor of Donghuang.

They suppress, discriminate, and isolate Donghuang just to make them feel better.

His words were interrupted by Ye Wuxin, whose calm tone was mixed with extreme coldness: "If apologizing is useful, then why learn magic!!!"

After that, he strode over, his body as tall as an unparalleled demon, and his eyes contained endless aura.

There were two young men beside the young Earl Harker, who must be the guardians of his classmates or even the same clan. When they saw Ye Wuxin in person, a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips. In their opinion, the Donghuang people were humiliating themselves. .

Magical brilliance of different lights bloomed under their feet, which was brewing intermediate magic.

Asian circles and other circles were attracted by the magical atmosphere and looked over for a moment.

In the Asian circle, a kid said: "That Donghuang guy is really an idiot. He dares to provoke people from European universities. Doesn't he know that the members of European universities are the heirs of those aristocratic families?"

"The ridiculous Donghuang people are still living in the glory of the past. Our Great Neon Empire is now the most powerful country in Asia."

Little Xiba was even more mean-mouthed: "Does he still think it's the one-third-acre land in Donghuang? Everyone standing here is not a genius one in a million."

"Also, our little country of Xiba is the most powerful country in Asia!"

But Ye Wuxin's next move was to slap them hard.