Wizard of All Souls

"Sure enough, I'm a genius, lie to me?"

Bem was in a low mood.

He has known Will for three years.

The attitude towards Will, from the initial hostility, to the present admiration.

"I think I hated him a lot, hated his teaching, hated his strange temper." Bem smiled bitterly. "Time is really a magical thing. Now I have consciously called him a teacher."

He is grateful to Will.

Will not only taught him how to practice-although he also taught him a lot of unnecessary things, it was purely a waste of time.

On his way to earn the magic stone, he also helped him analyze problems and make suggestions.

Allow him to choose tasks more reasonably and get as many magic stones as possible within a limited time.

He prefers this to Will giving him the magic stone directly.

With Will's help, his cultivation speed is much faster, and the accumulation of magic stones has gradually increased.

It's just that there is one thing that can never be changed.

talent!

In the past two years, his training speed has indeed become much faster, but not enough.

If he used to be the tail of a school crane.

Now he is at the middle school level at best.

Far from genius.

The goal of becoming a third-class apprentice is even further away.

"I plan to fight a wave!"

On this day, he found Will and said his determination.

"My age doesn't allow me to go on any more, I must become stronger, I must earn a magic stone, and I must become a third-class apprentice!"

He is already staring at a task.

This task takes a long time and is very dangerous, but the harvest is also great. If you are lucky, you can get 70 or 80 advanced magic stones at once.

Survival rate-less than ten percent.

How long can we continue to live like this?

"Bem, haven't I said that many times? You are a genius, and you become a third-class apprentice." Will looked at Bem with trusting eyes.

"It's only you who trust me so much." Bem smiled bitterly.

Until now, he didn't know if Will was mocking him, or sincerely.

Is he a genius?

fart!

Say it without fear of being struck by thunder!

I saw Will stood up and came to the window, looking at the outside world through the window, leaving only a back.

It looks so confident.

"I understand the anxiety in your heart. Indeed, even if you are a genius, in the time before you met me in your life, the dust is too long, there is no genius to develop, and there is no difference between genius and mediocrity. "Well's voice was low, with an indisputable will.

"really?"

Despised by other apprentices, mocked as the tail of a crane.

Despised by the instructor, saying you do n’t have to waste time.

Was abandoned by the college and decentralized to the station.

Does he really have a chance like this?

Can it really become a third-class apprentice?

"This world will still believe me, only the teacher you." Bem choked with a voice.

It feels good to be trusted.

"You need to take a short cut."

"shortcut?"

Bem was stunned.

"I thought about improving the forging method, but even with my master-level forging method, I collected a lot of information and personally asked the two wizard wizards, but there is no way."

"Can't you be smart with your teacher?"

auzw.com "The breathing method I can create the strongest breathing method for each person according to their different physiques, talents and ages. The forging method is different." Will sighed, "I Now it is a lot more mature than before, and it can indeed be done by changing the forging method. "

"Really?" Bem stared at Will in shock.

The forging method is the crystallization of wisdom from countless wizards for tens of thousands of years!

It can be called a perfect existence.

Even formal wizards cannot be modified.

Will the third-rank apprentice be able to make changes?

"It's just a change, not an improvement." Will's slender five fingers tapped gently along the window edge, making a clear sound.

"I can make the forging method more powerful, but the difficulty is also higher. When I reduce the difficulty, the effect becomes weaker. Finally, I find that the original forging method is the most powerful." After so long, Will could only accept this fact helplessly.

"So what does this have to do with me?" Bem wondered.

Even if it fails, Will can change the forging method, Will is very powerful.

The problem is failure?

Isn't the discussion now about how to help him become a third-class apprentice?

"I realized that it is really difficult to improve the forging body method itself. Can it be accelerated by external methods? For example, medicine? Magic skills? Auxiliary exercises?"

"Then you found it?" Beam stared at Will in surprise.

"With a clue, just--"

"what exactly is it?"

Will showed an ugly expression, "The method is not perfect, so there will be a little side effects."

"What are the side effects?" Beam also looked up. "Isn't it easy to be a third-class apprentice?"

"It hurts a little."

"what!"

"The process will cause a little pain."

"No other sequelae? Such as physical disability? Confusion? Reduced life span? Curse of poisoning?"

"No."

"That's okay!" Beam smiled confidently on the chest.

What do you think it is.

It turned out to be pain.

Others dare not say that he is very confident about endurance.

Think about how many times he has spent many years in his rags still practicing his sword.

How many times I still practice in my dreams, shrouded in despair.

How many times, shrinking in bed and crying secretly.

In order to become stronger, he can give everything without violating his own principles.

Even my own life.

Why is there so much pain?

"I didn't expect your teacher to hesitate for such a small thing for so long, which scared me a big jump." Beam smiled happily, showing eight white teeth.

"I should trust you more." Will also smiled, a strange arc across his mouth.

I don't know why, as soon as he saw Will's smile, he couldn't help shivering.

"Did I make any stupid choice?" He couldn't help thinking.

The unknown feeling just flashed through my mind.

Looking back, and then looking at Will's smile is, as always, so kind, so gentle.

"Is it really an illusion?" Thinking so, Bem asked urgently: "When does it start?"

His time is really urgent.

Even if it's as fast as one minute and one second, he wants to be as strong as possible.

"Um ..." Will pondered for a while, "I was thinking about telling you about the precautions first, and I was mentally prepared, but you are so anxious, and it is possible to start now."

"Really?"

"It's just that you're really okay?" Will's eyes were a little distrustful.

"Please believe me, no matter how painful, I will be able to bear it!" Bem said proudly.

"... also."

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