In the audience, Chief Qingyu had a pair of cold eyes with a hint of smile.
Seeing her like this, Chen Yu said pitifully: "Chief, can you bear the thought of your gentle, considerate and capable secretary being abused?"
"Idiot, this is a challenge to the moon." Qingyu seemed gentle, but in fact he said ruthlessly: "You can't refuse. Besides, who didn't take the new student Lu Jun in his eyes before?"
Hearing this, Chen Yu's face was full of disbelief. He looked at the cold woman and didn't expect that the chief man was such a person.
Beforehand, they kept saying that Lu Jun was still a year away from their level, but in the blink of an eye, they came closer and immediately ignored all the responsibilities.
Chen Yu felt miserable inside. Sure enough, the secretary was used to take the blame at critical moments.
She took it lightly and said with itchy teeth, "Huh! I don't believe you can deal with Mr. Lu. If I lose, I'll get to you soon."
Hearing this, Qing Yu glared at her, this woman couldn't help but pick up any pot, there was so much drama.
However, she had to admit that after watching the whole game, she was not sure about Lu Jun's victory.
Everyone present knew that no one could defeat Mr. Lu's curse magic, and no one could defeat him.
Originally, the psychic system was supposed to be the most restrained, but in the end, Pei Yufan came on stage. He had no room for resistance and was defeated in a daze.
While I couldn't understand it, I felt even more desperate.
Not even the mid-level spiritual masters, how can other magicians like them, who rely on ordinary magic tools to concentrate, be able to compete.
Qingyu thought about it, and seeing Chen Yu's begging look, he sighed and said, "Forget it, I have a way. I'm afraid I can only gather a few God-concentrating magic weapons to support absolute defense, so that Lu Jun can't interfere for a period of time."
"Then take advantage of the gap to launch a fierce attack and defeat him in one go with destructive magic."
Hearing this, Chen Yu's eyes lit up, this was indeed a good idea.
Little did they know that the countermeasures the two of them came up with were the same as the method Mo Fan used to defeat Ding Yumian a year later. Of course, the latter definitely did not use all his strength.
It can only be said that smart people all think alike.
In comparison, Mo Fan's combat intelligence is even more outstanding. Under the three conditions of not knowing the enemy's abilities, being caught off guard in the encounter, and having a strong psychic invasion, he was able to come up with this method on the spot, which has to be said to be amazing.
Chen Yufu muttered: "But where did I find multiple magic weapons for condensing spirits?"
"Hmm..." Qingyu pondered for a moment, then suddenly touched the back of his head with his delicate white hand and pulled out a sky-green hairpin. The long, silky black hair was coiled up and down, and draped over his shoulders.
She handed the jade-like warm hairpin to Chen Yu and said, "My magic weapon of concentration is pretty good. Adding your own or borrowed one should be fine."
ha?
Chen Yu stared blankly at the chief in front of him. Qing Yu's cold face was slightly obscured by the waterfall of black hair. He stretched out his white and tender hand, grasped the azure hairpin and handed it over. At this moment, it was like a goddess in a dream handing out a token of love.
Who can withstand this?
"Qingyu~" Chen Yu's last voice was long, and he stared at the woman in green and cheongsam in front of him and said naively: "You are so kind, or I will just accept it and live with you for the rest of my life."
Um? ! Qingyu tilted his head, slapped him, and said angrily: "Don't go crazy here."
Chen Yu clutched his head and groaned in pain. He hesitated and then said, "Qingyu, it's better for you to do it. I'll give you all my God-concentrating magic weapons. You are more confident with your natural talent."
She was helpless. It was easier to do it in the Fire Academy and the Thunder Academy, but they all practiced the water element. As for her second element, the wind element, although it also had a capped + spiritual type configuration, the output was not strong in any way.
Rather than waste this opportunity, it is better to give it to Chief Qingyu.
Anyway, Chen Yu lay flat, and the seventy-nine fell, which was only eighty, so there was not much difference.
Before Qingyu could refuse, she put them all in his arms, turned around and walked out of the auditorium gracefully. She smiled secretly and thought that she was so handsome that she must have charmed this little woman, the chief.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Yu lost his magic weapon and was instantly killed by Lu Jun. He rolled down the ring and sat back in his seat in embarrassment.
She sat down, the chair was still warm, and she burst into tears. Is this called killing Chen Yu with a warm chair?
What makes her uncomfortable is that she values Lu Jun so much, but he doesn't even look at her for a second. Is this just wishful thinking?
It seems to be true. From the beginning to the end, she didn't care about Lu Jun. It was embarrassing to be slapped in the face by him again and again. Forget it, just lie down.
Seeing Chen Yu's puzzled expression, Qing Yu pursed her lips, feeling very grateful to Chen Yu in her heart. She looked at Lu Jun on the stage with a high fighting spirit. She wanted to sweep across the water courtyard, so she should step over her first.
At this time, Lu Jun in the ring didn't notice Chen Yu's thoughts at all, and naturally he didn't care either.
Just a mediocre member who was defeated.
His winning streak continued, reaching the top fifty, and he got the opportunity to practice in the Three-Step Tower for a day.
Lu Jun was overjoyed, calculating his own magic power and how many resources he had harvested so far.
Every time a newcomer enters a ranking level, the academy will replenish the resources for the month at once. If one reaches the top 50 from the bottom in one go, the rewarded resources can be accumulated.
Putting aside the three-step tower training opportunity, his other items such as spiritual seed fragments, water training magic weapons, nebula magic weapons, Xingzi control magic weapons, etc., add up to at least 20 million.
Don't think it's an exaggeration. It should be noted that the top 300 people can accumulate one synthetic spirit seed after a year or two, the top 100 people can get two spirit seed fragments every month, and the top 50 people are even more exaggerated.
In fact, this is a gift from the academy. In order to give these students who are stuck at the intermediate level a chance to accumulate, continue to use spiritual seed fragments to warm the nebula, and then purchase the Galaxy Vein to break through to the high level.
"It seems that I have to find someone familiar with it. I can sell it at a high price on the main campus, and the value may even double. With my sister and my small treasury, it won't be difficult to reach a high level."
He thought, suppressing his excitement, and looked at the forty-ninth mage who came on stage, a thin and delicate boy, a rare male in the water courtyard.
The other party smiled friendly: "My name is Qi Fengchun."
Hearing this, Lu Jun nodded. The mage in Shuiyuan, both male and female, had good tempers.
The referee teacher came on stage and shouted: "Start!"
The two quickly controlled Xingzi, and Lu Jun was accustomed to using elementary magic. The star path was formed with a thought, and he took the lead.
But Qi Fengchun boldly chose to use intermediate magic.
Buzz!
The curse aura came, and his delicate face turned pale, he was sweating profusely, and his eyes rolled back. He was under strong mental attack, but the mid-level star map in his hand was not disconnected.
Seeing this, Lu Jun felt a little unbelievable, and used two or three psychic shocks in one breath. He felt that Qi Fengchun's soul was almost cut open. Normally, he would have been in a coma long ago after suffering severe soul trauma.
But Qi Fengchun still successfully performed the mid-level magic. You must know that he does not have any magic weapons or spiritual magic tools.
Lu Jun guessed: "Is this a natural talent?!"
The next moment, the opponent's third-level thunder magic blasted over, and he had no time to think.
(End of chapter)
