Wizard of All Souls

Class after class.

Eat and sleep to practice turtle god.

Time passes day by day.

The time has finally come-the busy principal's days at school.

In fact, when I talked with my friends before, York still concealed a little bit about his cultivation.

His "Guo Shen Cao" is not the seventh set, but the ninth set of the unprecedented!

He has already practiced the ninth set of turtle **** exercises that no student has ever achieved.

His strength has reached the peak of the reserve knight.

Can hit the prospective knight at any time.

Unfortunately, he did not have the next breathing method.

"It doesn't matter, the principal will show me the way."

The principal seemed to be an amiable person, and he asked questions and answered, saying that he could find him if he had any problems with his studies-if he ignored those rumors.

All the horror rumors about the principal, even if most of them are fake.

A few known things are really enough.

Therefore, no one dared to talk to the principal except in the classroom. They greeted all of them with diligence. Do n’t ask questions.

Standing in front of the principal's office, York took a deep breath nervously.

After taking more than a dozen deep breaths, the heart that throbbed still couldn't slow down.

Knowing that he couldn't calm down, York had to knock on the door directly.

"Tuk Tuk ..."

York's hand knocking on the door was shaking.

"Come in." A soft voice came from across the door.

"……Yes Yes!"

York froze for a moment, then responded in a panic.

Click!

Because he was too nervous, he unloaded the door when he opened it.

York closed the door awkwardly.

"This classmate, don't worry, sit down and talk slowly." Will smiled.

York sat down stiffly.

"Boiled water? Juice? Tea?"

"No, no more."

"I think you need a little wine to be bold now."

Looking at the glass pushed in front of him, York hesitated and picked up the glass decisively and slurped.

As the principal said, he needs courage most now.

The spirits turned into hot flames exploding in the body.

York's cheeks were ruddy, his body warm, and his thigh muscles were not shaking.

"That, the principal ..."

York is also the first close encounter with the principal.

The headmaster did not look as majestic as expected, but instead looked like a middle-aged aristocratic uncle with compassionate people.

Just being watched, my heart could not help but feel good.

After squeezing his thigh muscles hard, York summoned the courage and said, "Master Will, I have already practiced the ninth set of turtle **** exercises, and have the strength to prepare for the peak of the knight, so I think ...

Papa.

Will clapped his hands and praised: "Are you York? It's amazing to be able to reach the top of the reserve knight in six years."

"It's not without foundation. My uncle is a hunter." York said shyly, scratching his head.

Does his uncle being a hunter have anything to do with practicing breathing?

No.

"After six years of study, the cultural level of other people is generally only two or three years of elementary school. When the turtle **** is stuck in the sixth set, you can actually have both cultural and knighthood classes. You really deserve the name of genius. number."

"is it?"

With such praise from the people he dreamed of, York also drifted a little.

auzw.com "There is no doubt that you have the capital of a big knight." Will gave a thumbs up to York.

"hiss--"

York suddenly took a breath.

He feels that being an official knight is already his limit, and the realization may be minimal.

Big knight?

A great knight who can sit on par with Lord Viscount?

He didn't dare to dream.

"Are you surprised? Can't believe it?"

"Uh huh."

York nodded again and again.

"The capital of the Grand Knight is not a very powerful term. Generally speaking, as long as you can become a quasi-knight before the age of seventeen, you are considered to have the capital of the Grand Knight."

"Is it very good to be a prospective knight at seventeen?"

"This kind of talent, one in 10,000 may become a big knight."

"This, this ... do we have 10,000 prospective knights in Doria Province?"

"So for hundreds of years in Doria province, there have been only a few big knights." Will smiled.

"That means I ..."

"The chance of becoming a great knight is a little higher than 1 in 10,000, maybe one in a thousand."

"Isn't that no drama?"

York depressed.

Thanks to his excitement, he wasted his feelings.

"Actually, your talent is very good. It stands to reason that the chances of becoming a big knight are very high. I can't even think of being able to complete the practice of" Turtle Ghost Exercise "in six years and reach the peak of the preparation knight. "

"Why?"

"You are too late for breathing." Will shook his head regretfully. "With your talents, normally you should reach the peak of the reserve knight at the age of thirteen or four. It is now five years late."

"... Can I still be a knight?"

For this kind of thing, York is also very helpless.

"Did you know? Preparing a knight to a quasi-knight is a hurdle, and it is several times more difficult than a quasi-knight to become a knight. It is normal for cards to be seven or eight years at this stage."

"That's it!" York was startled.

"Xinxi, you met me. How can I let you waste time in vain for a good seed like you?"

Will took out a box and took out a syringe from the box, filled with golden liquid.

"Master Will, is this?"

York stared at the syringe doubtfully.

"Remotely thinking that when I was a second-class apprentice, I developed an item called Life Elixir that can help the Cavaliers break through the realm."

"There is this kind of thing in this world?" York surprised.

Although there was a lot of confusion about Will's words, he still understood the last sentence of York.

"It's a pity." Will shook his head. "Later, because the time is too tight, there are too many things to do, and I can't study it further. The quality of life potions is still more than ten years ago."

"That's also amazing."

Will handed the syringe filled with life potions to a greeted York.

"Now, it's time for you to make a decision."

"what do you mean?"

York held on to the syringe and asked.

"After using the Life Elixir, you have a 50% chance of becoming a quasi-knight, and a 50% chance of becoming a waste person. You can't even mention a bucket of water in the future."

It's not that exaggerated.

Will scared York.

"... I practice normally, what is the probability of becoming a formal knight?"

"Forty years old, 30%."

York didn't think for long, and he quickly made a decision, "It's a big failure to go back to being a village doctor. In the future, I will try to test a pharmacist apprenticeship, and I will not be bad."

"I didn't read the wrong person." Will smiled comfortably.

"Sir Will, please tell me how to use the life potion." York has given up his life.

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