MTL - He Holds a Rose from the Abyss-Chapter 8 Examination method of the same death (2)

Chi Lang was lying on the bed and sincerely suggested: "If tomorrow is really dangerous, you can complete the assessment yourself, don't worry about me, our combined combat power is a negative number."

Sheffield raised his eyebrows: "Why is it a negative number?"

"You think, if you count your combat power as one, my combat power is minus five, and it adds up to a minus number." Chi Lang is still very clear about his strength against the five scumbags.

Sheffield: "You still can't use magic at all? Can't even meditate?"

Chi Lang looked away guiltily: "Well... I don't know why..."

"It's okay," Sheffield was still very gentle, "you can think of my combat power a little higher, such as ten or something."

Chi Lang: "How much is that Joyce's combat power?"

"Joyce . . . maybe around 'one'."

Chi Lang: "...you don't need to say that others are so vulnerable!" He looked at Joyce's irritable brother, and felt that Joyce's strength should still be good.

Sheffield curled his lips: "I'm just telling the truth."

"Sheffield," Chi Lang suddenly called to him, "Thank you for your help during this time... Thank you very much, after the exam is over, I will invite you to the pub for a drink... I don't have a lot of money now, so I can only wait for the 'hope' In that tavern...if you will."

When Chi Lang said this proposal, he was actually very guilty, because he was working in the "House of Hope" pub, so he had also tasted the wine made by Mrs. White, and the taste could never be said to be good.

But he has only earned a few silver coins after working so hard these days. Treating guests at the "House of Hope" is already the best he can do.

He looked at Sheffield expectantly and apprehensively.

Sheffield also knew about Chi Lang's economic situation, so he didn't agree directly: "Let's talk about it after passing the actual combat assessment."

Chi Lang's eyes dimmed for a moment.

"If I don't pass because I'm not strong enough, I should invite you."

"No, no, you've already helped me a lot..." Chi Lang hesitated for a moment. In fact, he felt that Sheffield was very good to him, and it made him a little confused and uneasy.

He originally thought that Sheffield was so good to everyone, but he observed during this time that Sheffield did not have any particularly good friends in this school.

"Thank you very much for this time," Chi Lang said again.

Sheffield: "Actually, it's all hands-on for me, you don't need to thank me like that." He did it out of boredom. Margaret has come to Zevernar City, and his work in Zevernar City is almost complete. For Sheffield, there is nothing worth lingering in the Saints School of Magic. The years were nothing but an unremarkable five years in his long life.

The appearance of Chi Lang can be regarded as bringing something new to his life. Sheffield recalled the events of the past few days. He had never gotten along with people like Chi Lang.

He feels that Chi Lang's situation is not good. Chi Lang can't do magic, has no money, and his life in the academy is uncertain. Sheffield has never lived in such a situation, and he has always placed himself in a calm state situation, never allowed to fall into an embarrassing situation.

But he can always feel some Xiangyang's power in Chi Lang, even though he hates this kind of power.

Maybe Chi Lang didn't realize it himself, even if he didn't know any magic, he didn't doubt his ability to live well in the Magic Academy. Sheffield felt that even if he did not help Chi Lang, Chi Lang would not be dropped out of school, and he could even live well in the academy.

Chi Lang covered his head with the quilt: "I went to bed first, and I will use all my luck to pray for a smooth customs clearance tomorrow. If it passes, I will celebrate at the 'House of Hope'. Curse Joyce for not being able to catch his sweetheart again, and tell Mrs White that Joyce is a changer so he can never drink cheap wine again."

There was a smile in Sheffield's eyes. Although he laughed a lot, but the smile rarely reached the bottom of his eyes, but at this time, he felt in a good mood for no reason.

Chi Lang woke up early the next day, and when he finished washing up and was about to go out to buy some food, Sheffield stopped him.

"Don't go out," Sheffield stared out the window. "The assessment has begun."

Ugh? Chi Lang also followed and looked out of the window, but the scenery outside the window was usually very clear, but at this time it was like a layer of cloth, everything was hazy.

"Don't open the door either..." Sheffield paused. "The ice element is very active here. If I guessed correctly, the corridor outside has all been frozen."

Chi Lang: "This is the beginning? So what exactly is this test?"

Sheffield: "It's not clear yet. Anyway, let's go outside the dormitory first." Then he stretched out his hand towards Chi Lang, "You can only go downstairs with some special means." By "special method" he refers to the The window went down, they lived on the fifth floor, Chi Lang looked at the height, then fell silent.

Until Sheffield held his hand, Chi Lang still resisted going out like this, Sheffield whispered again: "Trust me."

Humans have always had an ardent desire for the sky, and the realm of magic is no different. Although the magicians are studying the levitation technique one after another, at this stage they can only use the wind element magic in the element system to temporarily achieve "floating".

Sheffield's levitating technique works well.

Chi Lang felt like he was stepping on a cloud, falling little by little. In this short time surrounded by the wind, what he felt the most was the touch on his hand. He always thought that a smile like Sheffield's Many people's hands should be very warm, but they didn't expect to feel the cold touch.

After falling to the ground, Sheffield did not rush to release the wind element magic. Chi Lang could still feel the breeze blowing regularly on his face.

Under their feet, the land that originally seemed to be flat suddenly sank, and it sank so deeply that it was impossible to see the bottom at a glance.

"The usual tricks of the element system," Sheffield explained.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bell built at the top of the teaching building suddenly rang. This bell was different from the usual bells. At this time, it was more like the chirping of a lark, which attracted attention in the calm morning. everyone's attention.

Chi Lang saw Joyce standing beside the clock at a glance.

Joyce's red hair was so conspicuous that Chi Lang could recognize him from such a distance.

Joyce stood at the top of the tall building, and also used the magic of the wind element to transmit his voice to everyone.

He introduced the rules of the assessment succinctly: "Those who can go to the auditorium pass the test."

Not far from the dormitory area to the auditorium, Chi Lang was still wondering about the content of the assessment, but suddenly found that the surrounding scene had changed. The college is still the same college, but there are some other things on the trees, ground and buildings.

In the area where they were, snow fell again. The snow was similar to the snow during the last elemental riot, and it came without warning. Chi Lang was paying attention to the snow falling in the sky, and when he moved his feet, he felt soft under his feet—they were standing on a thick layer of snow. above the snow.

"Sure enough, it's very rude. Just take an element field and finish setting up your home court." Sheffield also saw the surrounding scene.

The snow itself had no effect, except that it made Chi Lang feel a little cold. It's just that every time they took a step forward, out of nowhere, little snowmen would pop up from the surrounding snow.

These little snowmen were probably only as high as Chi Lang's knees, but they walked very fast, walking in front of them in a few steps, and then grinned.

These little snowmen were not a threat, Chi Lang thought it was fun at first, and Sheffield just raised his hand and melted these little snowmen.

But as the number of steps went on, Chi Lang felt that something was not right—these snowmen were slowly getting bigger. After realizing this, Chi Lang felt frightened as he walked forward. At this speed, how big of a snowman would they eventually meet?

The snowman has slowly surpassed Chi Lang's height, but Sheffield didn't show any embarrassment, he still raised his hand and melted it.

When Chi Lang walked to the tenth step, the snowmen around did not appear, only a two-story snowman slowly drilled out in front of him. The snowman also wore a top hat on his face.

When it came towards them, even the ground trembled faintly.

Chi Lang wanted to step back, but he couldn't take a step back. There was an invisible force in the void that imprisoned him to step back.

He guessed that on the way to the auditorium, there should be no turning back. This may be one of the rules, but Joyce didn't say it.

The snowman came quickly, and it punched quickly. Its body was obviously made of snow, and when it punched, it also carried bursts of wind, and it almost came to Chi Lang in the blink of an eye.

He could feel the coldness of the punching wind, but with his reaction speed, he could only accept the information that the snowman had punched, but he couldn't react if he was asked to dodge.

But Chi Lang only felt some water splashing on his face in the end. This huge snowman melted into water in an instant, and its phantom still remained in the air, and the water fell all at once in the next second.

Chi Lang looked at Sheffield.

Sheffield held up his right hand, and some flames danced in his right hand.

Only then did Chi Lang realize that he was still holding Sheffield's left hand.

At this quiet moment, there were two more sounds of wind breaking in the void.

Two arrows were shot at the two of them from somewhere in the distance. Sheffield used the protection magic of the space system, which is to temporarily open up another space to receive this foreign weapon.

Then he looked at the two arrows: "It's a masterpiece of the enchantment department. It seems that someone has already tried to do something to us." He threw the arrows on the ground at will, and looked in the direction of the clock. .

Joyce was still standing by the clock.

"Does he want to watch everyone there all the time?" Chi Lang sighed, "It's not too cold."

Sheffield: "Joyce is a magician who is proficient in the element of fire, and... standing at a high place is inherently cold, lonely and cold..." He stopped talking and started another topic, "Keep walking, the longer it takes There are more people."

"That...is it also made by the element system?" Chi Lang pointed in another direction.

In that direction, two snakes appeared, and it may not be accurate to describe them as snakes, because they also have raised scales on their bodies.

"No, it's the Summoning System." Sheffield narrowed his eyes. "These two are easy to solve. The more troublesome thing is that they summon those creatures..."

"Get ready, there will be an endless stream of magic from other factions... and it's hard to get rid of them, because there will be people from the prophecy department who have been using magic to spy on our actions."

And they had only just taken ten steps.