The man of the King of Warcraft [book wear]

Under the exclamation of everyone, the rapidly rising beam of light didn't slow down at all. It didn't slow down until it was [-]% full of the beam of light, which seemed to be a little difficult.But obviously, it's still going up.

As the beam of light rises, the beam of light that was originally off-white gradually becomes purer, and it seems to still have a lustrous luster. It seems to be Bai Qiong, a specialty of the Elven Forest. is indestructible.

The talent value in the [-]s is already the highest data since the five-year exam. Even if it is pushed forward, when there is no exam to announce the personal talent, no one has heard of such a value, even if it is a well-known senior mage. Ladies and gentlemen, except for the ninth-level magic saints who dare not gossip, there are very few eighth-level mages who can have such high talents.

The number over eighty is not Wen Ziming's end point. His talent in the light system is too strong. In the end, in the astonishment of everyone, he stopped at the number 93 and gave birth to a few messy lines. The light is very even, except Wen Ziming of the dark department has no talent at all, he has a little talent in other departments.

However, if the number of the miscellaneous series is less than five, it will be ignored by the magic circle. Wen Ziming's name——Jack, jumped to the top of the list almost instantly, shining with the golden light of the light department, big and conspicuous , as soon as the beam of light surrounding him disappeared, Wen Ziming, who was still a little complacent at first, suddenly felt that something was wrong. He was about to be burned by his eyes!

For a while, after hesitating for a while between farming and pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and slapping the face of a peerless genius, Wen Ziming finally chose the one with less trouble. Like something wrong, he grabbed the admission ticket that recorded his grades and ran away quickly.

But before entering the area behind the list, Wen Ziming couldn't help turning his head again, but saw his friend Miller, who had just met, with a rather ugly face, almost livid on the stage, and he couldn't help but frowned. Frown, is Miller too nervous?

Passing through the barrier that looks like warm running water but won't wet clothes, before Wen Ziming looked around curiously, he felt the feeling of being burned by the eyes again, many people turned their heads to look at him, With the discussion, more people looked back at him and the curtain behind him.

Wen Ziming couldn't help but look back. It turned out that the list was displayed on both sides. Such a strange name suddenly rose to No. 1, and even got behind No. 2 with [-] points. The magician who maintained his identity couldn't help but comment.

However, the talent score only accounts for one-third of the total score, and the remaining two-thirds are written test scores, and those whose talent value is below 25 points have already been eliminated at this stage, waiting for the basic test. For the admission to the magic education school, becoming a second-level magician is already their limit.

Wen Ziming was thinking about the exam in the afternoon, when the light screen in front of him flashed again, and someone else's talent was squeezed into the top [-]. Looking at the name again, the golden light of the light system flashed on it, the number seventy , ranked fifth, which is also a pretty good number, and the name is Miller.

Is this Miller the one I know?Wen Ziming couldn't tell the difference either, but if it was the friend he just met, Wen Ziming would still be a little happy, and it would be even better if they could enter the light system together.

But what is more important now is the written test he is about to face.I went through the question bank given by the priest several times. With Wen Ziming's current mental strength, he can almost completely memorize all these things. He can do it, and of course people who have prepared longer than him can do it. On the one hand, Wen Ziming was still very nervous.

For about two hours, Wen Ziming stood in the crowd, tasted some of the bread he had brought over, and barely filled his stomach. He still remembered the teacher's teaching before, don't eat too much before the exam, so as not to lose weight. Sometimes sleepy, even less clear-headed.He glanced at the magicians around him who each had a book to review. He still couldn't believe it. He who was trained by the exam-oriented education in his previous life could not compare with these natives who had only developed the exam system for five years?

When he was sent into the examination room, Wen Ziming was still worried about Angus. Although the priest said that the fighting spirit talent of fighters is not easy to test, basically except for the basic cultural literacy test, it is all about the test of force, which is about the same level. Competing with each other is a bit like an audition. The duration is longer than the magician test. It takes three consecutive days before the test will be held.

Wen Ziming couldn't help being a little worried. It wasn't long before his Angus became a human, and he was a beastman who would be discriminated against. His cultural foundation was already worrying. It doesn't matter if you had a conflict or didn't pass the exam, as long as you don't get hurt.

Facts have proved that it is enough for Mr. Angus not to bully others. How can it be others' turn to bully him?Do you want to die?

The foundation of fighters is battle qi. Of course, it is necessary to test the level of battle qi at the beginning. Generally, the awakening of vindictiveness is around 17 years old, the earliest is 15 years old, and there are also later ones. Those who can reach the second level are all eliminated.

The number of fighters is much more than that of magicians. Except for the top a few academies, the tuition fees have to be borne by themselves. Compared with all fighters, there are fewer people for reference, but because the total number is large, there are enough people here. The foot is more than five times that of the magician.

Of course, there are some who mock Angus's orc identity. Although Angus feels he is a stylish monster, he usually doesn't care about low-level humans in the jungle, but now... isn't he also a "low-level" fighter? ?There should be coming and going!

So in the final 50-crowd battle, it's not so cool and crazy to knock down one with one move, one after another, and solve forty opponents on the stage by one person, and let the rest automatically advance. Domineering.

Just a little bit, ahem.

After the written test, Wen Ziming's hands were almost shaking. It's not because he did too badly in the test.It's all about writing and writing, and then it hurts.His current physique is much better than before the time travel. His hands trembled when writing papers. It was a long time ago when he was catching up with high school summer homework. Now it can be regarded as looking back on the past?

He really never expected that before at Wilson's house, he had been using Xiaozi (...) to write and take notes, a ballpoint pen, with the setting of a semi-artifact, no matter how he wrote, the ink in it would No less, it is convenient and smooth, and very easy to use, so he forgot to ask what the writing tools in this world are.

When the special stationery for the exam was handed out together with the exam papers, Wen Ziming was almost dumbfounded. He is here for the exam, right?What is the purpose of sending him two feathers?If the head of the feather was like a fountain pen, it would be fine to install a smooth nib that absorbs ink, but there is nothing, just two feathers with sharpened tips, which are loose and loose in the hand, not comfortable at all.

Wen Ziming at this time has not noticed that the metal smelting in this world is really good, and the magic equipment produced is quite fine and durable, but when it comes to civilian metal, it is quite backward. In that world, the parts that need to be made of metal are largely replaced by Warcraft materials here.It is also adapted to local conditions.

Holding a pen, but no ink, I scratched my hand twice, except for a dull pain from the scraping, leaving no marks. The test environment is also a small cubicle for each person, and I can’t even see what others are doing. , Wen Ziming scratched tentatively on the paper, but left a pure black handwriting, and he didn't know how the magic worked.Anyway, I finally got an answer.

This kind of old quill has brought a lot of trouble to Wen Ziming's writing. It's fine if it's not smooth. He's not used to it and doesn't know the correct way to hold the pen. Not to mention, the handwriting is also a mess, and I almost failed to finish the test paper, let alone check it.

When the time comes, the test paper will be sent away from his desktop, leaving no room for it.

The test results of the magic written test will be announced early the next morning.Wen Ziming is also very curious, aren't there very few senior magicians?How could they finish correcting these papers so quickly.In fact, for the more advanced mages, this problem is easier. Taking the fifth-level mages as an example, their accumulated mental strength is enough for them to grade eight papers at the same time, and they can write the correct scores almost instantly. Based on the comprehensive data, the results will come out earlier.

After the exam, Wen Ziming, who was still feeling depressed, wrote out a few questions that he was not sure about. After reading the book, there were still two questions that were not clear. He rubbed his forehead in distress, and wrote them down first. When the time comes With a teacher, you can ask for advice together.

He didn't forget to ask Angus about his grades, and Angus didn't feel that he was very proud of being bullied by the big. He didn't show off in front of Wen Ziming. Very calm, really a very good boy!When he is admitted, we must give him a good celebration!

Letting go of his worries about the exam, Wen Ziming slept soundly in Angus's arms until dawn, and got out of bed only being dragged by Angus, and rushed to see the announced results with him Well, Wen Ziming felt that he didn't do well in the exam, and his grades were the same in the morning and evening, so he didn't have to squeeze, but seeing Angus's high spirits, he couldn't refuse after all.

The street, which has no room for magic, is already overcrowded at this time. Countless colorful heads are crowded together, comparing their heights, as if they had seen the final result earlier. Examination, but apart from the Royal Academy's several magic academies are also quite good, it is very necessary to get a good score in the test.

Wen Ziming saw a familiar face among the crowd: "Miller!" He greeted with a smile.Miller also returned him with a smile, but there were too many people, and they disappeared after a while.

Angus, who noticed the interaction between the two of them, couldn't help frowning.