Magic Eye Warlock

The remaining twelve students are still busy collecting materials. After all, only five minutes have passed.

In an unfamiliar environment, it is quite difficult to collect the materials needed to draw excellent cards from scratch within five minutes.

Time is the lifeline. If you are still concentrating on drawing cards and someone throws you a fireball card out of nowhere, it will definitely be over.

The most unfortunate was the two students who got into a scuffle. Although it was only delayed for a few minutes, it was already the third echelon, and the progress of the collection had obviously fallen a bit.

Yan Chong was concentrating on drawing cards on the tree, holding the whiteboard card in his palm in one hand, and drawing on the card with the ink-filled pen in the other hand.

Compared with drawing on a dedicated laboratory table, this has increased the difficulty to a certain extent. Just think about writing in a notebook. Writing on the table and writing in your hand are completely different concepts.

However, the special training for this period of time has carried out targeted training in this area, so most of the remaining students can keep drawing cards in this way, while ensuring a success rate of more than 30%.

I have to say that Jane's vision is very accurate, the potential of the students is terrifying, and everyone has made significant progress.

Although Yan Chong had A-level drawing ability from the beginning, after a period of training, he obviously found that he had gained a lot of understanding on the original basis.

Soon, the five cards were drawn and placed in the special card bag tied to the side of his legs, Yan Chong stretched his waist.

It is also important to draw a few cards in detail. If there are too many cards, it will waste time, and if there are too few cards, it will not be enough, so it must be combined with the specific situation.

He took out an exquisite crystal pocket watch and glanced at the time, and realized that only fifteen minutes had passed, and Yan Chong suddenly felt a little bored.

This crystal pocket watch is five centimeters in diameter and about one centimeter thick, with a silver strap made of a mixture of mithril and fine gold, which is very beautiful.

The crystal is a super-grade magic crystal dedicated to the teleportation array, and it is expensive.

This pocket watch was purchased at the Qi Liya magic supply store, and it cost Yan Chong 498 gold coins.

This amount of money was collected from the God of Wealth's charismatic activity, 99 gold coins at a time, and it only took three minutes to recite a prayer.

Yan Chong went to try it out, and felt that there was no problem, so he went for a week in a row, and his hands became more comfortable.

Therefore, in terms of consumption, it is also extravagant. After all, something like a watch can preserve its value. If it is brought back to Earth, it can be used for daily use, collection, or as a gift.

Instead of jumping under the tree to attack others, Yan Chong's position is a certain distance from the border, so he can still salt the fish for a while.

Anyway, only five people were eliminated, and there was no need for him to bother.

"Perhaps, this is the mentality of the strong." Yan Chong smiled slightly and leaned against the tree trunk in a comfortable position. He took out the communication card and browsed the academy's forum.

In front of the magic water mirror, several instructors watched this scene and were speechless.

"This kid is really lazy." The short teacher said.

"Hmph, he really blinded his talent." The purple-robed bald man pouted.

His mentality is more complicated. On the one hand, he hates Wu Jiwu, and he instinctively has some disgust towards Yan Chong. But there is also an urge to apply to the department and transfer the other party to his own class.

"Perhaps, geniuses are like this." The elf girl Alice said with a smile, she had a natural affection for Yan Chong.

Bruce still had that paralyzed face, didn't say anything, just silently paid attention to the picture on the water mirror.

the other side.

In the bushes, Tom put away the engraving pen in his hand, and put a few cards after drawing into the card bag with satisfaction.

"Except for the pervert Yan Chong, I'm the only one who finished the drawing." Tom got up and looked around furtively.

"However, Helen should be almost done."

Helen was the fat girl who was still immersed in drawing when Jane announced that she would stop the test on the first day of special training, and was forcibly interrupted by Jane.

Although he is a bit shy, his card ability can be said to be comparable to Tom's.

"Who will be eliminated first? The decision is in my hands." Tom rubbed the stubble on his chin and thought seriously.

"Hey, why am I in this position?" He suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The original bush was surrounded by trees. As a result, he looked around and found that a wall made of vines was less than five meters away from him, and even part of the bush had disappeared.

"This is forcing people to go to the middle."

Tom shrugged and walked towards the center of the forest.

ten minutes later.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang, and a piece of smoke appeared on the ground, and a disgraced guy ran out of the smoke, it was Tom.

"Mad, there is an ambush! Who is so yin!"

After spitting out the dirt and unknown roots in his mouth, Tom was in a bad mood.

After using a card to bless himself, beat up and eliminated a student who was usually unhappy, he did not find other students.

Everyone has collected the materials, and they are well hidden.

Unexpectedly, he was actually overshadowed. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have almost been eliminated by a fireball card.

"Chi" didn't take two steps, his foot slipped, and Tom fell again and gnawed shit.

"Enough." Tom didn't hesitate at this moment, he took out a card with great flexibility, and rolled it in place while crushing it.

Sure enough, just after leaving the slippery area, a raging fire ignited on the ground.

Two in a row!

This can be released without cards, because even if the bronze-level card master does not specialize in magic, he can still easily master a few black iron-level tricks.

Arcane missiles are like bullets. When they are shot into the ground covered by greasy art, the violent friction causes flames. Even a warrior of the bronze rank will cause burns if they are not careful.

Not to mention Tom, whose physical fitness is only at the level of ordinary people, if he hadn't dodged in time, he would have gone to see the Lord of Glory.

Of course, this is in the game, and he can't die, but being burned by flames, such pain is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Tom, who used the card, ran directly to a nearby tree like a monkey, and even left an afterimage at a fast speed.

He ignored the pain and embarrassment on his body, carefully sensed the surrounding life magnetic field, holding a card in his hand, hesitating whether to use it.

"Who is it? Don't let me know!" Tom thought through gritted teeth.