It's not easy to be a villain [Transmigration Book]

In order not to allow himself to use it according to his previous habits, he abruptly disrupted his steps.

Everyone in the stands gasped when they saw this scene.

Everyone knows that magicians have their own order every time they cast, and these orders are gradually increased by them, and cannot be changed at will.

After all, these habits seem to be engraved in the bones, and they are usually displayed subconsciously in the hands.

But now, this An Qingli has changed her long-standing habits abruptly. The consequences of this are not so simple. If one is not good, the magic will be backfired, and she will no longer be able to practice in the future, even the original magic. All destroyed at once, called an ordinary person.

Just like the Ping Youshi thousands of years ago.

Of course, the matter of Ping Youshi was strictly prohibited by the Pope thousands of years ago, so for thousands of years, one generation has changed, and everyone has already forgotten what happened back then. Few people know about it now, only those who have lived for thousands of years The old guys and the reclusive ones.

And the people present, of course, no one knew.

But being backlashed by magic is not the only thing that happened thousands of years ago. Over the past thousand years, there have been many such things, so everyone is very clear about this backlash of magic, not only clear, but also aware of the harm of backlash of magic.

Now, this An Qingli was facing such a danger.

The middle-aged mentor naturally saw this scene from the sidelines. He wanted to go on stage to stop it, but in the end he was stopped by the principal who appeared at the side who didn't know when.

The headmaster pressed his shoulders, his always benevolent face became stern now, and said slowly: "It's been a long time since An Qing has been at this level for this little guy, it's time for him to break through."

"But principal, isn't this...?!" The middle-aged mentor couldn't figure out whether it was worth it to risk the magic backlash to advance.

The principal changed his serious expression at this moment, and said with a smile: "You know, his behavior is not only the end of magic backlash, there is another way."

"Also? You mean?" The middle-aged mentor looked at him in disbelief.

The headmaster clasped his hands and said, "Don't underestimate this little guy." After speaking, he turned and left, as if he hadn't been here before.

The middle-aged tutor stared blankly at An Qingli on the stage. The other party's forehead was already covered with sweat, but the firm eyes of the other party shook the heart of the middle-aged tutor.

This made him think for a moment when he was young. At that time, as long as he dared to take that step, would he not be in this position now?

Thinking of this, the middle-aged mentor laughed again, and said to himself: There are so many things to regret, the past is the past, and now it is the world of these young people.

An Qingli and Wei Lang on the stage did not hear what the middle-aged mentor and the principal said, nor did the people in the surrounding stands. At this moment, everyone's eyes were on the stage.

Because of the sudden change in the order of the opponent's casting, Wei Lang has a little difficulty here.

And it was also difficult for An Qingli to change the smoothness of the original engraved in his bones. It is still very difficult for him to change temporarily at this moment.

But he can get over it.

This game was indeed as exciting as everyone expected, but it also made everyone nervous and exciting.

One is the freshman's challenge to the number one in the inner courtyard, and the other is the genius who is already very powerful, but now temporarily changes himself to perform magic smoothly.

Watching the match between the two, everyone in the stands was excited.

They all clenched their fists and cheered secretly. As for who to cheer for, they didn't make any distinctions at the moment. They only hoped that this game could be longer, but they also hoped that this game would stop at the next moment.

Because they are too eager to know what the result is.

And their voices seemed to be seen by the two people on the stage. Wei Lang took a step, turned around to avoid, and then walked quickly, before An Qingli wanted to cast the magician again, with the sword resting on the opponent's neck, panting heavily Said: "You lost."

The game was finally over, and instead of applauding happily, everyone continued to watch closely the development on stage.

An Qingli's magic wand was only one breath slower than the opponent's, but it was this one breath that determined the outcome of the match.

On his indifferent face, he smiled now, and before everyone could react, he passed out!

Suddenly everyone stood up and looked up.

Wei Lang also hugged each other smoothly.

The middle-aged instructor also ran up nervously at this moment, put his hand on An Qingli's back, sent magic elements to investigate, finally heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled: "It's okay, the magic elements are exhausted."

And the next moment, a large amount of water magic elements poured in all around.

Seeing this situation, the middle-aged uncle showed an expression of disbelief, then stood up and shouted: "Don't mess around, let me go out quietly, hurry up!"

The instructors who had been maintaining order immediately took the students out through the four exits.

As the students walked out, they looked back at An Qingli on the competition stage.

At this moment, the middle-aged mentor also led Wei Lang to the competition stage, and led him away.

Wei Lang is very familiar with this situation. During the competition in the inner court, when they faced five red wolves, Mu Ziyao entered the realm of promotion because of the exhaustion of magic elements.

Is this An Qingli going to be promoted now?

Thinking of this possibility, a bright light flashed across Wei Lang's eyes.

He wasn't annoyed by the other party's upgrade, but excited because the other party was going to raise another level.

Because, the difficulty of the challenge will be strengthened, and it will be more challenging when he challenges.

Yang Fei'er didn't dare to say: "Boss is going to be promoted?" Then she laughed, her eyes were red, she rubbed the tears she had shed, and said with a sob: "Boss has been stagnant for several years, and today he is finally going to be promoted. gone."

"Don't forget our bet just now, you have to treat me to dinner." Shui Ling said with a smile.

Of course she knew about such a result, but she just didn't say anything, she just wanted to see how this senior sister was crying.

Then she looked at An Qingli on the competition stage again, and frowned.

Ever since she broke up with Ziyao, she also became hostile towards An Qingli.

Now that the enemy has become stronger again, she has a sense of crisis.

Mu Ziyao, who was walking behind her, reached out to hold her hand, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

Shui Ling glanced at her, then nodded with a smile.

The ranking competition in the inner court is now over. Although Senior Brother An Qingli, who has been ranked first all year round, has been defeated, the news that the other party has been promoted to a level and is called an intermediate magician swept the inner court in an instant.

Then came the Outer Court, Azure Dragon Kingdom, and the entire continent.

Back then, Xia Luoman's mentor had become an intermediate wizard in his thirties, and he had already caused a sensation in the entire continent.

But now, An Qingli has become an intermediate magician at the age of 22. Such a cultivation level naturally shocked everyone.

After Shui Ling returned, all he could hear was the news that An Qingli was called an intermediate magician.

At the same time, everyone also spread the word that changing the order in which magic is cast will not only lead to madness, but also luckily promote the level.

Everyone has never heard of this news before, even if they have heard of it, because they have never seen it, everyone has never believed it.

But now, such a thing happened in front of their eyes, how could they not believe it, some people even directly described the scene of the game at that time.

Shui Ling sat in the yard, drinking the sweet soup cooked by Shui Ling, while listening to Senior Sister Yan Yue's words, enjoying it extraordinarily.

Yan Yue clicked his tongue and said: "I really can't believe it, this An Qingli is so perverted, he became an intermediate magician at the age of 22, and he will be able to get it later."

Of course, as the heroine of the whole book, the heroine's regular husband has no strength at all, and the author will not ration him to the heroine.

"Although Big Brother Wei won, I'm not happy at all." Yan Yue said lying on the stone table.

This month won the first place, and An Qingli took it back again next month. It's like playing around. They worship one and the other, so it's no wonder they are happy.

After all, it is embarrassing to worship two idols, but the two idols are still hostile.

Worshiping one and being hostile to another cannot be justified.

In an instant, they can be defined as grass on the wall.

Shui Ling said: "Anyway, Big Brother Wei Lang has won the opponent, and such strength should not be forgotten."

Yan Yue sighed: "Looking at everyone working so hard, I lost interest in my script for a moment."

"It's good to lose interest!" Shui Ling blurted out.

"En?" Yan Yue looked at her suspiciously.

Shui Ling coughed, waved his hands with a dry smile, and said, "You heard it wrong just now, I think you should practice, after all, the inner courtyard is fiercely fought, if you don't practice this day, you will be thrown out of the rhythm of two streets, I I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

Yan Yue: "..."

Yan Xiaoxiao stood aside, covering her mouth and giggling.

Mu Ziyao, on the other hand, looked at the girl flickeringly with a doting face, and smiled slightly with the corners of her mouth raised.

"What you said is too serious." Yan Yue said: "It's not as powerful as two streets, at most there is a gap between one store."

Shui Ling snorted and said, "One shop a day, one month, and he's a rich man."

Yan Yue, who was hit again, "..."

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It took An Qing a week to upgrade, and this week, no one went to the arena to bother her.

Until a week later, after An Qingli walked out, the instructor who was guarding the door every day immediately greeted her.