Into another world with the game

Three days later, it will be the annual ranking competition of the Royal Curtis Academy. Its importance is no less than the final exam of the Celestial Dynasty. I don’t know if it is the usual method of the school. , what they will face is the school's ultimate trick - expulsion! !

Last year, Lance himself was ranked in the bottom ten in the ranking competition. Fortunately, he usually likes to read books, so his written test scores were not bad, which made him almost miss the edge.

As for this year, Lance made up his mind to enter the top three in his grade, so he didn't find a remote seat like before, but sat next to a boy who seemed very chatty and gossip.

"Brother, are you also in this examination room?" Lance raised a very kind smile and said accostingly.

The boy was stunned when he saw Lance clearly, and stammered, "You, you, you...don't know me?"

Lance looked bewildered.

"I'm George Button! I used to be in the same class as you. We were still at the same table when we first started school. I didn't expect you to forget me so quickly..."

It turned out to be Lance's classmate in the Fighting Qi Department. No wonder he didn't know him, and he didn't feel any rejection at George's unusually enthusiastic appearance. I forgot a lot of things here, would you mind telling me about the candidates in this examination room?"

Lance smiled freehand and coquettishly, and George's eyes were a little bit straight.

A year ago, Lance always maintained the appearance of an autistic child. Except for showing some emotions when facing Stan and Emmett, at other times he always covered his eyes with bangs, wore dark-colored clothes, and wandered among the crowd. With a gloomy appearance, no matter how good-looking she is, facing a mess of hair that almost covers half of her face, only half of it is ruined.

And now Lance is wearing a loose magician's robe, with silver-white magic patterns engraved on the light blue tone, and a belt of the same color as the magic patterns around his waist, which makes his waist look more slender and slender. The newly opened bones seemed to be graspable with one hand.

This is a precious magic robe that can be seen just by looking at it, but with the support of the young and handsome face, it also becomes a foil.

Compared with the deep profile of the Western Europeans in the previous life, Lance is more like a hybrid of masculinity and softness. The facial features are not too deep, with a three-point soft arc.

Because he followed his mother's appearance, Lance's appearance was even more handsome, not at all like his strong and mighty father.The eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, and the corners of the eyes are a little raised. Whenever he looks at people with a smile, the arcs at the corners of his eyes can almost seduce people's hearts and souls, not to mention his pair of eyes, which are as clear as the best emerald jade. Look away.

The nose is neither high nor low, it neither looks stiff nor too sagging, and the curvature is very soft when viewed from the side. If someone draws it, the name must be - the most perfect side.There is also a mouth, which is not an unassuming bright red, but a slight peach color, and the plumpness is just right, but it looks too thick, but not too thin, it is the kind of lip shape that makes people want to kiss at a glance.

Because practicing water and light magic are both warm and nourishing categories, his skin is more delicate than ordinary people. Even if he looks at it like this, he can imagine how good it will feel when pinched.

Coupled with the temperament brought by his good family education, his every move is natural, elegant and profound, and he has a style of his own.If it weren't for his previous nickname - Trash Blue, which was so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, I'm afraid there would be many men and women who pursued him. Of course, Master Lance still thought it was because of his lack of height, which was a big mistake. ! !

Seeing George's dumbfounded look, Lance frowned and called softly, "Barton?"

At the same time, a ferocious gaze comparable to the death ray of the dark-type god-level skill shot over fiercely, kicking George out of his nympho state.He glanced cautiously at Moro, who was sitting on the other side of Lance, before introducing to Lance the candidates who were waiting for the exam in this examination room.

George was worthy of the first impression he gave Lance. He was very familiar with the candidates sitting in the surrounding stands. Lance listened with a smile on his face, and finally realized that it was very easy for him to get the top three.The examination room is ranked according to the results of the strength test, and this examination room is full of candidates who are intermediate magicians or above, but the strongest is only at the level of advanced magicians. The only thing worth noting is the chief magician from the third largest empire, the Hayala Empire. The contracted beast of the son of the master—the sixth-level Mengla beast.

The Divine Legacy Continent pays great attention to personal strength, and contracted beasts are often signed by personal strength, even if they are noble children, so Lance has never seen a high-level contracted beast so far.As for Renault, it was signed entirely by Lance's own shit luck, which is not the same.

After getting the news he wanted, Lance thanked him with a smile, and evacuated under George's dizziness, without seeing Mo Luo, who had been in the jar of vinegar all day, give him a glance.

Another person was added to Moro's blacklist——George Barton. Although he was just a passerby, he was targeted by the ultimate boss purely because of soy sauce. Poor, sad, and lamentable...

Pulling Moro to sit in the empty seat in the last row, Lance murmured, "You're so eloquent. Seeing him spitting all the time, I really want to ask him, 'Is your mouth sour?'"

"Exercising often will stop you." Moro put his arms around Lance's waist openly. He doesn't like to talk, but when he is with Lance, he will talk a lot more. It seems that what he used to think was The behavior of wasting time also becomes meaningful.

Lance rolled his eyes: "And I'm still in a trance, just promoted from trash to genius." When he first came, he was out of breath even after walking for a while, just like Sister Lin, if it wasn't for the system With the existence of such a golden finger, he, who cannot change his physique, must have worked a million times harder to achieve his current results, right?

His words also brought back Moro's memories. He grabbed Lance's hand and said seriously: "You were promoted by your own strength."

"Of course I rely on myself." Lance raised his chin, even the existence of a system could not obliterate his own efforts.

It is also very convenient for the two to sit at the end to observe their opponents. Among them, several candidates with hidden strengths were found. The overall level of this year's candidates is still very good. The level is still up.

It was almost time for the ranking match to start, and a person sat next to Lance: "I have communicated with Emperor Hanas, they are not willing to cede the heart of the Holy Light Tiger, there is no need to think about it at the temple, we can only send someone Go to the World of Warcraft Forest and look for it, hoping to find a surviving Holy Light Tiger."

Lance saw that it was Ryan. After thinking for a while, he said, "I heard from Renault that there are no more Holy Light Tigers in the World of Warcraft Forest. They were all wiped out in the life-and-death battle thousands of years ago." The two elements of light and darkness are undead The most annoying thing is that every time there is a life-and-death battle, the two races will suffer a major blow.

"...It seems that I can't give up Hanas, I will continue to talk to the emperor." Ryan's body tensed up.

He needs to find the materials himself!Lance burst into tears, and secretly made up his mind to find Stan. It seemed that he had to meet the emperor in person. "What about the other materials?"

"There is news about the poisonous grass and the blood of all spirits, but I haven't had time to confirm it. I will go and have a look as soon as the end of the semester is over."

"I'll go with you." As soon as the words fell, Lance felt his hands being clenched. Turning his head and seeing Moro's gloomy face, he couldn't help but hold his forehead with a headache. He leaned over and whispered, "I said you Don't eat flying vinegar, okay?" Lance said that the pears are very big with a vinegar jar by his side at any time.

"..." Moro remained silent, holding Lance's hand without relaxing.

"He can go with us," Ryan said blankly.

"Of course, who will he follow if he doesn't follow me?" Lance raised his chin again, with a natural look, which immediately made Mo Luo's mood soar.

Rationally speaking, he hopes that Lance can have more friends, but emotionally he hopes to hide Lance so that only he can see it.He is a king, love is decisive and domineering, wishing that the one he loves will stay in his arms forever, maybe Lance has noticed it, so he always keeps the most perfect distance from the people around him, as if telling him all the time —he is his own.

"You have a very good relationship." A smile flashed in Ryan's eyes, and this resolute man occasionally gossiped, "It reminds me of Stan and Corey."

All of a sudden, a thunderbolt struck, and Lan Sili was tender and burnt. It turned out that he was not the only one who saw it, and Ryan... this boring...

Maybe it was because Lance's eyes were too weird, Ryan quickly restrained all his emotions, and said seriously: "Then I will come to you again after the end of the term. Goodbye." After finishing speaking, he walked out of the venue majesticly, leaving behind Candidates looked at his back adoringly.

Of course, there was also Lance's empty expression, he turned his head in a daze: "Is that Ryan?"

"Ah."

Lance covered his face: "I was cheated by him."

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