Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

There was a boom.

It's like the palm of Tathagata falling from the sky.

Link's punch hit the shield, which had less than half of its defensive strength, and was only blocked for a moment.

After the earth-shattering movement, the shield of the third-level defense witchcraft shattered like a chicken egg struck against a stone by overestimation.

After that, there were no more obstacles and we kept moving forward.

Link's fist came into close contact with the forehead of the captain of the metal trading company.

To be able to become the captain, this person is also a leader among his peers.

Be it talent, character, hard work, or resources, everything is the same.

In the past five years at Revelsos Academy, only Lanny Taylor and Tiffany Colonna have been able to outperform it.

Although the captain's natal witchcraft is not a battle armor type and is more of a auxiliary nature, it also has a certain force-relieving effect.

He is wearing a top-level 1-ring suit that is not weaker than Reversoth Academy's "Defender 3202".

He also carried in his arms a 2-level defensive magic weapon that could be activated passively, similar to the one Link got from the Paro Sage.

In the flash of lightning, he also reacted in time and cast two first-level witchcraft.

The body surface is instantly covered with an extremely thin but tough metal coating, acting like the mutant Colossus.

Outside the coating, there are blazing flames, like a vengeful flame soul.

One attack and one defense, both defensive and counterattack.

At worst, he can at least cause some damage to save his respect!

Bang.

The top-level 1-level suit, the 2-level defensive witchcraft, the tough metal coating, and the natal witchcraft, all added up, could not withstand it for 0.5 seconds, and completely disintegrated under the iron fist.

The next moment, the captain's head exploded.

Red blood, white brains, mixed with bones and flesh, spattered everywhere.

The blazing flames had nothing to do with Link, who was covered in armor, and just burned these debris.

The fist struck further down, and it was the captain's torso.

Although it didn't end up with the same fate as the head, it was still torn apart.

The captain who had a great future died like this!

He died very easily, with no ability to fight back.

He didn't die like a first-level official wizard, but like a wild dog on the roadside, without any dignity.

A worthless death!

Link's fist passed through the captain's head and torso and hit the ground.

Powerful annular shock waves spread in all directions.

The air waves are steaming and the sky is filled with dust.

The ground sunk downwards, extruding a large piece of hard "mud slab", and then cracking out with spider web-like lines.

The remaining nine members of the Lieyan and Metal Trading Company team were all blown up by the huge force of the "earth rebound" from the ground.

The man was hanging in mid-air, vomiting blood from his mouth. He had completely lost his center of gravity, his head was still dizzy, and he was unable to make any effective moves.

Link waved his hand to summon a curtain of water, extinguishing the flames blown by the strong air pressure to only sporadic flames. He washed away the stains on the surface of the armor, and stood tall and proud.

This punch contains an increase in mental power and magic power that is close to the limit of an ordinary second-level wizard, as well as most of the source power of a "small world" that has developed to the third stage.

Converted into a measurement standard for attack-type witchcraft, it is equivalent to the attack strength of level 3 witchcraft.

The power of a casual strike from a three-ring wizard is nothing more than that!

The team of Lieyan and Metal Trading Co., Ltd. used all their trump cards, but they still couldn't catch it!

And the unbearable ending is so miserable.

"WhooHa!"

Jasmine led "Freedom to Do Anything", spent all their energy, and used all the witchcraft and witchcraft tools that could speed up the attack, before they were about to arrive at this moment.

As soon as he arrived at the outskirts of the battle scene, he witnessed the violent scene of Link killing through all the defenses of the Flame and Metal Trading Company team by himself.

The morale of "freedom to do anything" instantly exploded.

Buck took the lead and shouted wildly, his eyes were red and veins appeared on his neck.

Like a bloodthirsty wolf, it pounced on the nine people who Link deliberately controlled the aftermath of the punch, leaving half of their lives behind.

Lin En, on the other hand, remained silent. He raised his hand and fired an unpretentious first-level water witchcraft "high-pressure water gun".

If you have witchcraft, don't use it. Just follow the example of the big man and use boxing. Is that stupid?

Do you really think that anyone can be like the boss, as an elemental wizard, and also practice the true spirit wizard system, and can also engage in violent melee combat like a body refining wizard?

What good things are you thinking about?

Everyone else, except for Jasmine who was in charge of logistics and Betty who was in charge of medical treatment, stopped and immediately used their best attack witchcraft.

Be the first to attack the live target that is suspended in the air and unable to move.

The big guys have gone so far. If they let the living target live for a moment longer, it would be considered as showing off.

In the blink of an eye, the remaining nine members of the Flame and Metal Trading Company were cut into several pieces, buried alive and suffocated, burned to charcoal by the blazing light, or nailed to cracked bones with thick wooden stakes. on the ground……

Each has his own posture, each has his own way of dying.

Just one person meets each other, and the whole group is destroyed.

From beginning to end, there was not even a decent counterattack.

Are they too watery?

No.

It's Link who is too supermodel and too perverted!

"I am!"

Outside, in an opera house-style building.

The leader of the Shadow City, a cold and snake-like man stood up in an instant, spitting out the fragrance in his mouth, "I am, I am, I am!"

There was no such eccentric and leisurely posture as before, and it looked vulgar.

The cold man pointed at Sandora, his fingers trembling and his lips trembling:

“Can this fucking be a first-level wizard?

You said it yourself, this fucking outrageous person is a first-level wizard?

Why don't you, Riversoth Academy, just cheat and send a senior level two wizard to sneak in because you can't afford to lose?

ah?

With such perverted attack power, even senior level two wizards like you and me can't fucking defeat it, right?

ah? "

Being overly stimulated by the previous violent scene, the cold man who led the team in Shadow City showed vague signs of losing his mind.

He talks incoherently, yells randomly and just wants to vent his emotions.

Shandora was also dumbfounded and shocked at this time.

She is doubting life and herself.

Just like the leader of the Flame and Metal Trading Company, the three-point witch Vina, said, Sandora has always boasted of her outstanding vision.

Who would have thought that Link Grande would make mistakes twice.

During the first recruitment, she focused on Link's talents and abilities in pharmacy and biochemical research.

Therefore, after Lanie relayed that Link did not seek refuge with her, she gave up the idea of ​​sending out a recruitment invitation.

What was she thinking?

A toad with three legs is hard to find, but a man with two legs is hard to find, right?

If she really wanted to recruit a genius in pharmacy and biochemical research, with her identity and status, would she be short of such a technical wizard?

The second time, this time, she was really interested in Link's strength and team.

However, what did Shandora do when faced with the taunting of the three-point witch Vina?

She naturally treated Link Grande with the same attitude as a domestic servant, condescending and bossing him around.

Just like she usually treats Lanny Taylor, doing this and that, going east and west.

Dare you disobey?

Do you want resources?

She never expected,

She thought that Link Grande didn't respond and remained silent, just trying to preserve his dignity.

But there is really a spirit in people's hearts, and the strength to support this spirit!

Sandora even felt that, aside from the few life-saving magic weapons given by her mother, she was no match for Link Grande in a fair duel!

Lanie Taylor, who was sitting next to Sandra, had her eyes glazed over and was in a daze.

She finally figured out what the difference was between herself and Link Grande.

It's not talent, it's not hard work, it's the spirit.

From the very beginning, Link Grande chose to be independent and grow bigger and stronger.

And what about Lanny Taylor?

In the beginning, she also planned to take this path.

I just changed my mind midway.

First, I wanted to imitate Link, climb the path of Paro Sage, and take advantage of the resources and connections of the "New Blood Mutual Aid Association".

Later, there was no result, and it was quiet for a long time, until Shandora sent a recruitment invitation.

When Lani looked up Sandora's background and identity, she thought she had a thigh that was far thicker than that of Paro Sage, so she chose to hug her without hesitation.

At this time, Lani suddenly realized that it didn't matter whether she hugged her thigh or not.

Link Grande also hugged his thigh.

However, while hugging your thighs, you cannot lack your heart energy.

Lanie Taylor suddenly woke up. She lacked Link's unrivaled and unparalleled spirit of putting me first!

As a result, he has been unable to fully utilize his fifth-level qualifications!

The leader of the Flame and Metal Trading Company, the three-point wizard Vina, was shocked, and an orange flame subconsciously surged out of his palm.

"ah!!!!!"

The male favorite whose face had been ravaged by the three-point wizard immediately let out a scream.

His hands fluttered, trying to extinguish the flames on his body.

But can the flame of witchcraft be extinguished so easily?

The male favorite, whose mental power and magic power had been locked up for a long time and was unable to perform witchcraft, just howled and burned up in a few seconds.

The entire room was filled with a pungent smell of burnt incense and stench.

Without waiting for others to complain or scold, the three-point wizard Wei Na immediately dispelled the smell with a wave of her hand.

Then I subconsciously took out the "air freshener" from the small bag at my waist and sprayed it lightly to clean the air.

After doing this, the three-point wizard Wei Na really got out of the state of shock.

She turned her head and stared at Sandora, but said nothing.

Compared to the two people who had been teased by Link Grande, the pretty boy with gold-rimmed glasses, the reactions of the two team leaders from the White Tower Alliance and the University of Mesobrada were not so exaggerated.

The leader of the Mesobrada University simply took a deep breath, closed his eyes, leaned back, and sat back in his chair.

No longer watching the real-time video, but suffering and self-isolation.

Why is there always no shortage of geniuses in Riversouth College, and why are there always unreasonable geniuses emerging?

But the University of Mesobrada, which was once the big brother, continues to decline bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye?

I don’t want to watch anymore, I feel tired after watching too much.

So be it.

The "scholar" leader of the White Tower Alliance closed the large book in his hand, leaned forward a little, stared at Link carefully in the real-time video, and murmured to himself:

"The perfect wizard!

This is the perfect wizard!

What elements, what true spirits, what body refining, what intelligent weapons, what beast control, all are details.

Energy and matter are the essence!

Who says fists aren’t witchcraft?

Who says fists aren’t witchcraft!

I must get him, disembowel him, cut out his heart and lungs, make a specimen and display it beside my bed.

I must get him! "

The leader of the "scholar" team suddenly looked at Shandora, his eyes were extremely blazing, and his tone was extremely fanatical:

“Shandora, sell him to me!

You must sell him to me!

I will do my best to convince my grandfather to support your River South College.

You must sell him to me! "

Shandora glared coldly at the crazy "scholar" and did not respond.

Lanie Taylor lowered her head, using this action to hide her shock and the fear and hatred she felt for some unknown reason.

Maybe it's because things harm their own kind?

It turns out that in the eyes of the "young masters" and "eldest ladies" of these top wizarding organizations, young genius wizards from their own or other families can be sold at will like goods.

Even though Sandora didn't respond just now, she even gave him a cold glare.

However, after following Shandora for nearly half a year, Lani has figured out some of Shandora's habits and subtle expressions.

Lani was sure that Shandora had just subconsciously considered whether it would be worthwhile to sell Link Grande!

In this case, when will I be like a commodity and be discussed for purchase and sale?

Game world.

Link glanced around the battlefield and the members of his direct lineage who had obtained the first real kill in his life, and said indifferently: "Clean the battlefield quickly and move immediately."

After saying these words, Link walked towards Jasmine's position and said to Betty, who was slightly uncomfortable: "You also go to clean up the battlefield, um... you are responsible for disposing of the corpses."

"Yes, boss."

Betty's face turned slightly pale, but she still agreed without hesitation.

It's not that she hasn't been exposed to corpses, it's not that she hasn't been exposed to battles, it's not that she hasn't been exposed to casualties.

It's just that I didn't face an extremely bloody battlefield in person like now.

"Why bother? Just let her get used to it slowly."

When Betty endured her nausea and began to pile up body parts, burn them, or bury them, Jasmine couldn't help but ask.

She felt that Link was too cold-blooded in forcing Betty to face the blood and cruelty.

I don't really agree with this.

Link looked up and glanced at the three-wheeled "sun" that stretched across the sky of the desolate world here, and explained faintly: "My hunch tells me that if we don't kill more decisively, we will be in big trouble. We don't have so much time, let's She got used to it slowly. They had to move up a level as fast as possible so as not to hold me back..."

The sentence stopped abruptly and was not finished.

Jasmine knew that Link's premonitions were always accurate, so she was not prepared to say anything else.

After thinking about it, she took the initiative to go down and clean up the battlefield with the others.

Not long after, the battlefield cleaning was completed.

"Free to do anything" set off, and under the guidance of Link, headed towards the center of the competition area marked out in the deserted world.

The safety circle is gradually shrinking, definitely from the outside in.

Head towards the center and you can't go wrong.

"Link, there's something I think you need to know."

While marching in silence, Jasmine suddenly spoke up, her tone extremely complex.

She is responsible for the team's logistics.

She would naturally sort out the trophies gained from cleaning up the battlefield.

In a diary written by someone unknown, Jasmine dug out a piece of news that was slightly related to her and Link.

"What's up?"

Link took a quick step forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Jasmine.

Now that the silence has been broken, I simply asked directly without using "psychic communication".

"look by youself."

Jasmine handed over the open diary.

Link took it and took a look, then fell silent and felt gloomy.

The owner of the diary complained in it:

The Flame and Metal Trading Company only serves a few core families. Ordinary members have no human rights. Not only are they being exploited crazily, they cannot guarantee their innocence.

In his generation alone, countless people were unable to escape from the clutches of the devil Vina Mussonelli.

Either be squeezed dry or burned to death.

His only good friend during his apprenticeship, Jimny Hendrix, after gritting his teeth and persisting for two years, still failed to resist the omnipresent oppression.

He finally succumbed and was burned to death, with not even ashes left.

Following Jimny's premonition before something happened, he made a special arrangement and sent a letter to a person named Christina in Shadow City, and then erected a tomb for Jimny.

At the end of this diary, there is a passage expressing emotion about the fate of life:

“We are born like weeds, to be trampled upon by others.”

"Even after death, they will be burned to ashes."

"Why will I die?"

"Where to die?"