After the villain Demon King took the halo

Levi knows very well that they are not the same person, even if the similarity between them has reached an unbelievable level.

There will be no human beings who grow up from 16 years old in half a year.

With such a high degree of similarity, the greatest possibility is that they have some kind of kinship relationship, such as brothers.

If it was Xue Nan's elder brother, he might know about Xue Nan's current whereabouts. He had a lot of questions to ask him, such as why the strength of an intermediate magician was not exposed, why he was allowed to be bullied by those people, and why Will choose to leave at the end...

Levi felt that he was very strange, obviously he had no friendship with Xuenan, and even took the initiative to beat him up, but from a certain day, the image of Xuenan in his heart was different, from "that gloomy guy ” becomes a “communicable companion”.

He felt sorry for Xue Nan's departure, and wanted to apologize for his frivolity.

After the game, let's ask the black-haired youth Xue Nan about his current situation, he thought silently.

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There is still a quarter of an hour to the end of the first round.

When the opponents had already started to pack their things, Xue Nan's side was in such a mess that it looked like a battlefield that had just ended.

"Help, I'm out of breath again!"

"Can anyone really draw a standard circle freehand? I don't believe it."

The little friends were noisy, looking at the little hourglass left, they were really anxious.

But talent is a very mysterious thing. Xuenan draws magic circles easily, and it is simple. If they are replaced by them, either there is a problem here or there is a problem there.

The game lasted for an hour and a half. In the previous hour and 15 minutes, none of the three of them could draw a decent magic circle.

"It's okay, don't worry, there are still 15 minutes." Xue Nan cheered them on. During the whole competition, he has been doing logistics work, occasionally answering their doubts.

After observing the state of the little friends, Xue Nan found something very strange. When the little friends drew the ancient magic circle, they always looked painful, as if this was not a painting, but some kind of torture.

Is it really that painful?

Xue Nan thought for a while, walked to Ai Wen's side, and held his hand.

"Hey, Xuenan, what are you doing?" Aiwen made a fuss, but he was a little shorter than Xuenan, and his student physique who had been studying all year round couldn't make him resist.

"Quiet, follow my breath." Xue Nan said softly.

He is very satisfied with his current height, which is more than 1.8 meters!One inch taller than the 1.7m [-] in the real world!This height allows him to overlook most people, and now he can easily grasp Ivan's entire body.

"Imagine your magic power starts from a certain core point, flows through muscles and blood vessels, and comes to your fingertips, and your fingers hold the quill, so the magic power can be smoothly guided from the pen tip to the parchment."

Xue Nan said such a long series of words in one breath.

Maybe it's because I have read a lot of immortality novels in the real world. Xuenan's set of words is a bit like the terminology of immortality, which is very novel to Ai Wen, a purebred student who grew up in a western fantasy world.

Holding his trust in Xuenan, Aiwen followed his words and tried to guide the magic power in his body. Those magic powers that were rampant in his body seemed to have finally found their direction, obediently followed his movements, and drew a complete circle on the paper.

After the first step is drawn, the next pattern is much simpler. After a while, Aiwen drew a perfect magic circle comparable to that of Xuenan.

The moment he stopped the quill, the last drop of the fool fell from the hourglass.

"time up."

The referee teacher issued an order.

The two teaching assistants took the completed works from the tables of both sides of the competition and handed them over to the teacher, who could make a judgment on the spot.

Looking at the two works, the teacher thought of the research proposals submitted by the two parties before, suppressed the wonder in his heart, and gave the verdict fairly: "The snow team won and got S-level bonus points."

The students around waiting for the end of the competition are already showing signs of fatigue. They are outside the field and cannot see the works of the contestants. Huge splash.

Ai Wen screamed in disbelief, and the people around him also looked very excited. Xue Nan had only supplemented theoretical knowledge these days, and hadn't had time to supplement the common sense in the college, so he asked a question that seemed a little silly to his friends. Question: "What are you screaming about?"

"S-level bonus points!! That's S-level bonus points!" Aiwen was so excited that he wanted to immediately teleport magic back home and tell his father that he was honored, "Aren't you excited?!"

His enthusiasm was gradually extinguished after seeing Xue Nan's calm expression, as if he had eaten a whole box of ice cubes in the summer.

That's right, what he was so excited about was obviously due to Xue Nan.

Aiwen patted Xuenan on the shoulder in relief: "You are so powerful, you are not affected by the outside world at all."

Xue Nan: "..."

He got a compliment out of nowhere?

Xue Nan: "Thank you?"

He just wanted to know why everyone was screaming and what that S-level bonus was.

In short, when his mind was still full of confusion about the current situation, his friends left the arena together with him, like a general returning from a victorious battle, he walked away surrounded by the crowd with his head held high.

Back in the dormitory, Xue Nan found the opportunity to continue asking the previous question: "What does the S-level bonus mean?"

Alvin: "??"

Ai Wen's face was deceived, and his heart was almost broken: "I thought you were so calm that you didn't care about anything, but I didn't expect you to be too ignorant! Return my praise!"

Xue Nan managed to appease the little friend.

Aiwen's anger quickly passed, and his attention was quickly occupied by another matter: he had to quickly make up for Xue Nan with all kinds of common sense in the school.So Xuenan soon knew the answer to the question.

Although the college competition is not a points system, after each competition is completed, there will be extra points from C to A level, and these extra points will be written into the student's resume. Each extra point is a very high honor. If you get ten or more Students with A-level bonus points will be invited by the school's professors, and students who get ten B-level plus points can directly become professors at the small magic academy, or accept applications from the school's teachers.

Among them, C-level represents outstanding performance in the competition, B-level represents innovative behavior in the competition, A-level represents great innovation in the competition, and S-level only exists in legends. This is the first time it has appeared.

This means that the students have discovered an epoch-making magic theory, or created a magic that changes the world.

After Aiwen's training, Xuenan finally knew how powerful this S-level bonus is, her eyes sparkled, and she let out an exaggerated wow.

Seeing his reaction, Ivan sighed loudly.

The second round is a week away.

Xue Nan returned to the room, and Brando was reading a book by his desk.

Those books were found by Xuenan from the system mall. Compared with Aiwen’s textbooks, I found that there are many different enemies in them. To give a simple example, the books in the system mall emphasize "communication with nature". Utilize the power of the world; Aiwen's textbooks focus more on the personal abilities of the magician.

"Do you like reading?" Xue Nan took the initiative to walk to his side, there were no other chairs, so he simply sat down by the bed, "I have a lot here..."

Seeing that he was about to take something from the storage props, Brando put down the book and gently stopped him: "I just like looking at pictures."

Without Xuenan by his side, Brando's eyesight would become very poor, and he would not be able to read books at all, but could only look at the colorful pictures on them.

"Looks like a child." Xue Nan smiled slightly, his eyes were beautiful, as if there were stars in them, twinkling, "I also liked picture books when I was young."

The picture books in the orphanage are all old picture books donated by kind people, and they are also one of the precious resources in the hospital. Xuenan has very few friends, and he is the last one to read the picture books every time. .

Although Brando wanted to refute the other party's evaluation, after hearing the last sentence, he silently closed his mouth and accepted the metaphor.

He wanted to get closer to Xue Nan.

"I heard cheers coming from outside just now." Brando took the initiative to find the topic, "Is it because you won?"

Xue Nan laughed amused by his words: "Why do you think we won when you heard the cheers? Maybe some very powerful senior showed off a wonderful operation?"

"None of them are as good as you." Brando said affirmatively.

This is very similar to Brando's brother, the child also thinks that there is no problem that can stump him.

Thinking of the familiar people, a trace of nostalgia flashed in Xuenan's eyes, and he sighed pretendingly: "Oh, although you have great confidence in me, it's a pity, I didn't win, I lost the game."

He longed to tease the serious elf-lord.

"You're lying." Brando said sullenly. He felt that at that moment, Xue Nan was missing someone through him, and his tone unconsciously brought out this emotion, "People outside are shouting The name of your group."

Listen carefully, there is indeed a faint "snow".

"I still wanted to tease you, but I didn't expect to be exposed all of a sudden." Xue Nan said with a bit of regret, there were indeed various omissions in the temporary plan, and he simply nodded, "We did win, and we also won a very powerful one." evaluation of."

He was actually very happy in his heart. If he talked to Ai Wen, he might be scolded for wasting his previous relationship, so Xue Nan chatted with Brando.

Xue Nan was in high spirits, but in contrast, Brando's mood seemed a little down.

"Aren't you happy?"

"Yes." Brando stared straight into Xuenan's eyes, "Who did you think I was just now?"