Chapter 138: Battle of the Holy Tower -
Sith walked out of the shop waving his fan. The magic apprentice named Sinclair was still waiting on the first floor. Seeing Sith coming down, he hurried over and asked: "Sir , where are we going now?"
Sis looked around and saw that Austin had already left. He had made such a big fool of himself and probably didn't have the shame to hang around in this holy city. After thinking about it, he added the teacher's friend Mir Sen's residence was described to Sinclair, saying that he was now confused and had no idea where it was. If Sinclair hadn't been here, he probably wouldn't have been able to find his way back.
When Sinclair heard this, he patted his chest and said, "Follow him, there will be no problem." Seeing this, Sith waved his hand and got two more magic stones. Anyway, we are not short of money now!
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At Milson's house, Sis followed the example of a teacher and pushed open the door. Anyway, there must be some kind of homosexuality in the appearance of the two old guys. There is no difference between Orlando's students and Milson's students.
"So, you've signed up, right? You can't even pass the test!" Milson really didn't have anything nice to say, and he came up to Sith and asked sarcastically.
"Testing and everything else are trivial. Can such a simple test still stump me? The competition will start in five days. Let me go there early in the morning!" Sis said and handed over the token.
Orlando took the token, touched it a few times in his hand, and handed it to Milson, sighing: "I never thought I could see this token from the Battle of the Holy Tower again. I always thought I would be in the Stars." I will keep my eyes open until I die of old age."
Milson took the token and looked at it for a few times, then threw it aside to Sith and said to Sith: "Boy, what do you have to rely on? I heard what your teacher said, You just came here and had a feud with that old guy Jason, and you made a bet that you could pass the Holy Tower Battle of the Fourth Holy Tower?"
Sith nodded and smiled: "I do have someone to rely on, but I definitely won't. Tell the old man yours!"
"You!" Milson puffed his beard and glared, but he couldn't do anything about the smiling boy opposite. Who made him the student of this old guy Orlando, and who made this old guy Orlando his only one? Where are my friends!
"Okay, Sith, just stay here for the next few days and keep your spirits up. We won't disturb you. But remember one thing. You must not underestimate your opponent. This is an iron rule. No matter you If you have any reliance, don't underestimate your opponents, those geniuses are not just blown away!" Orlando said to Sith seriously, this is the teaching of a teacher to his students!
Sith nodded, that was indeed the case. He would never and would not dare to underestimate these geniuses. Since they can be called geniuses, then no matter what, these magicians will have their own tricks!
I followed the teacher to an empty room. There is also a small darkroom here with a lot of experimental equipment, which serves as the laboratory of this room. This is also standard equipment for magicians, as long as it is a must for the place where you live. Laboratory.
"Just stay here, no one will disturb you these days, get ready!" Orlando looked at Sith and said, although this is his student, every magician will have his own secrets, and every magician will have their own secrets. Magicians are not willing to let other magicians know their secrets. As an old magician who has lived for nearly a thousand years, Orlando clearly knows these taboos of magicians.
Sis nodded and watched the teacher turn and leave. Suddenly, he realized that the teacher seemed to be very old, not physically, but spiritually. Especially without his master's wife by his side, he showed that kind of He is getting old. It seems that the teacher still has a hard time caring about what happened back then. Anyway, just work hard this time. I will definitely help him earn back his reputation as a teacher!
For the next five days, Sith locked himself in his room, only going out once in a while, but he would return to the room immediately, and even Orlando didn't know what he was doing.
In such an atmosphere, five days passed by in a flash. Today, it was time to participate in the Battle of the Holy Tower!
In the living room on the first floor of the room, Orlando and Milson were waiting anxiously. They had been waiting for a long time but Sith still had not come out. They were hesitating whether to go in and drag the guy out directly. The battle of the Holy Tower did not wait for anyone.
Finally, when Orlando couldn't bear it anymore, the door to the room was pushed open, and Sith walked out refreshed. He looked at the two old men waiting anxiously there and was stunned for a moment: "Hello, teacher. Morning, there is no need to be so early!"
Orlando asked with a dark face: "Tell me, what are you doing in the room? It's so late, let us wait for a long time!"
Sith looked surprised, but remained honest He replied: "I didn't do anything. Shouldn't I have a good sleep before such a big thing? I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time!" Orlando's face became darker and darker as he listened to Sith's story, and finally
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"Teacher, why did you hit me, ah! You slapped me in the face!" Sith's screams came from inside the house.
After a while, Sith walked out of the house with a head full of injuries and a pair of beaten panda eyes. It was not convenient for the teacher to appear in this city now, and Milson couldn't follow him openly, so today's Holy Tower The Sith went to the battle alone.
"I don't know what kind of rules they are..." Sith muttered as he walked. It shouldn't be rules like the newcomer trials. After all, we are all magicians now. If we follow the rules of killing, for magic The teacher world is a big loss!
After Sith left for a long time, Orlando ended his meditation and sat on the sofa. He saw a familiar thing at a glance, but this thing shouldn't be here at the moment.
"Isn't this the token of the Sith?" Orlando took it over and looked at it doubtfully. It was indeed real. The power of the Fire Lord above cannot be faked, but shouldn't the Sith take it with him to participate?
Walking all the way to the Holy Tower, the registration place a few days ago has been changed into an entrance, and magicians are constantly entering through that entrance.
Could it be that it was done inside the Holy Tower? Sith secretly guessed that it was called the Battle of the Holy Tower after all.
Waving the fan, Sis walked to the door and raised his legs to go in. However, the door here seemed to have a layer of transparent defense, and Sis was directly blocked.
"What the hell, why can't I get in!" Sith complained dissatisfiedly, but at this moment, a skinny magician next to him stepped in without any hindrance.
"Boy, did you fail the test? Only magicians who pass the test can participate in the Battle of the Holy Tower. Hey, only those who own this token can come in!" The skinny magician went in He didn't forget to turn around and mock the Sith.
Token? Sith casually took it out and found a shiny golden token with the words "VIP" on it. It seemed that it was not this piece. When he took it out again, it was gone!
Sith was startled and began to think carefully about where he had put the token. He remembered that he looked at it to the teacher, and then gave it to old man Milson, and then... it was broken
! The old man didn't give it to me, Sis thought fiercely. The old man just threw it aside after reading it, and then he didn't care about it. He has been busy for the past five days and didn't care about it at all. As a result, he is now I forgot to bring it...
Looking at the road, it seems that it is too late to go back and get it now. I think I am the first person in the history of magicians who forgot to bring the token when participating in the battle of the holy tower, Xi Si thought to himself.
"What's wrong, kid? Why don't you dare to go in? What are you doing here? Did you fail the test?" Along with the words, Jason's aquiline nose appeared in Sith's eyes.
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This is the fourth update today. Yesterday I replied to the guy who said maybe the fifth update. I’m sorry. My back really hurts. I’m going to try cupping tomorrow. I’m really sorry. Today’s fourth update is the first update. Ten thousand words, there are only so many.
(End of chapter)