Lance glanced at the guy and couldn't help but frown. The other party's image was far different from that of ordinary wizards. Ordinary wizards were guys who were used to being strict with themselves. Although their figures were different, they would not be distorted.

But this guy...to describe him as obesity, it seems that he is a bit too light.

Lance visually estimated that with his height of less than 1.8 meters, his weight should be more than 300 kilograms!

Every step the fat mage looks a lot harder. Moreover, his eyes are very small, squeezed between fat, making people feel very vulgar.

Looking at the sweaty obese mage, Lance was speechless: Can such a guy learn witchcraft?

The two looked at each other, and in an instant, the dark curtain surrounding the No. 49 training ground slowly rose. Two passages opened towards them.

There is an egg-like building inside, except for the passage, the rest of the area is sealed. The appearance seems to be coated with a layer of honey, shining with a bright luster.

"The No. 1 contestant, Lance."

"Salinger No. 76, Salinger."

"Come in, your game is about to begin."

A calm voice came in from the egg-shaped building.

The two of them stopped talking and took big steps into the passage.

...

"Oh...Lance..."

The slow darkness fell quickly, and a girl rushed over from afar, but could only see Lance's back disappearing behind the egg-shaped building.

The training ground on the 49th was immediately closed.

A trace of disappointment flashed across the girl's face.

"It seems that he can only ask him about that matter after he finishes the game. I finally know that he is here. I'm still a step late."

The red-haired girl pushed her sweaty hair behind her ears and murmured to herself in a low voice.

"Hey, Roriel?"

A female voice rang behind her.

"Huh? Jane? Why are you here?" Luo Riel looked at the other person in surprise.

Jane smiled and said, "I'm here to join in the fun. You didn't find that there are the most people next to this training ground?"

Loriel stuck out his tongue and looked around. Sure enough, as Jane said, the wizards were watching the No. 49 training ground. She even saw many shadows of many red-robed brotherhood people in the middle of the crowd, who gathered together and looked at the training ground with bad intentions. They seemed to be talking in a low voice.

"Are so many people paying attention to the results of Lance's game?" Although he was mentally prepared, Loriel was still surprised by the scene in front of him.

She just jogged all the way, but didn't notice this at all.

"Do you know that gentleman?" Jane asked curiously. Her eyes were curved, like crescent moons.

"You mean Lance? Of course I know him." Rorrell put his arms around and sighed, "It's just that when I first met him, he was not as famous as he is now!"

But in my heart, the red-haired girl secretly added: Actually, it may not be...

If he was really that person, how did he escape from the demon? And where did the demon go?

These are the questions that Pan Heng had in Luo Ruier's mind for a long time.

The outside of the canyon made her hear Lance's voice. As a descendant of the Cons family, although she was just an illegitimate daughter, she still had some talent that ordinary people could not master. She was extremely sensitive to human voices. When she heard the hooded man ask them to escape immediately, she was suddenly stunned because she felt that the voice was very familiar.

But later, when she and her partner Tina found the law enforcement team, they found that everything in the canyon had disappeared. They found nothing except the traces of the fog demon.

In the end, the law enforcement team had to return without success and listed that area as one of the dangerous areas of the castle.

For a long time, she almost thought that Lance, the hooded man, had died at the hands of the fog demon. This thought made her sad for a long time.

But later, when the behavior of the Red Porcelain Brotherhood in the Snowland of Ace was exposed, she heard that Lance was not dead. This guy was unknowingly mixed in the Red Porcelain Brotherhood, completely destroying the Red Porcelain Brotherhood's plan to subdue the Crystal Dragon. This made her feel a little relieved, and then the announcement about Lance's defection published in the "Ferrendor Weekly" made her nervous again.

Whether Lance survived was a knot in her heart. After all, if it weren't for him, she and Tina would have died at the hands of the Mist Demon. In addition, the relationship between them was pretty good, so the girl was always worried about it.

It was not until three days ago that she suddenly saw Lance's name on the contest table for the Blood Sails.

When the avatar with a cold expression appeared in her eyes, it seemed as if a huge stone suddenly fell to the ground in her heart. Her anxiety over the past few days has become much more relaxed.

He was still alive. The girl told herself secretly. She wanted to go to Lance to ask about the specific situation at the first time. But when this idea came up, she hesitated a little. She was a very smart girl, and she knew that she had paid too much attention to Lance these days. This is not a good phenomenon.

She had some affection for Lance and some gratitude. It was fine to put these emotions aside alone; but the mixing made Rorrell hesitate a little.

In addition, is it too hasty to make judgments about Lance's identity based on just a voice? The girl kept asking herself in her heart.

In addition, she couldn't find the place where Lance lived, so things kept dragging it down. Until today, she saw Lance's competition location on the competition table, and made up her mind to come over, wanting to completely determine the question that had troubled her for a long time-

Lance, is it the murderous hooded man?

...

"Lorrel?Lorrel!" Jane asked in surprise. "What are you thinking?"

"Ah?" Roriel looked a little embarrassed: "Sorry, I'm thinking about something before. What were you just talking about?"

Jane said playfully: "Nothing is wrong. I'm leaving. That idiot Renn has successfully dealt with his opponent."

Luo Ruier looked to the side blankly and saw the muscular man Rennes standing in the distance with his upper body shirtless, waving to him.

Jane shrugged: "I have to leave, you have to be careful. Your friend looks like there are many enemies."

After saying that, she glanced at the crowd intentionally or unintentionally.

More and more members of the Red Robe Brotherhood began to gather here, and Rorrell was surprised to find that there were two guys wearing black cloaks mixed with the Red Robe Brotherhood.

"Vampire..." the girl frowned.

"I understand. Thank you for your reminder." Luo Riel turned to Jane and said, "You... Huh? Are you leaving?"

Jian touched his forehead helplessly: "I'm going to leave. But there's a fool who wants to join in the fun!"

In the blink of an eye, Renn appeared behind the two girls.

"Good morning, Loriel." Renn held his chest muscles straight, his eyes full of fighting spirit: "So. One of the two contestants here is the Lance who has a false reputation?"

"Okay. Don't look at me with such eyes." Renne scratched his head: "I admit I'm talking nonsense."

"After all, who else can have the halo of hatred that attracts so many members of the Red Robe Brotherhood to gather?"

...

The background is a vast ocean, and a red sun hangs high.

A three-masted sailboat is quietly moored on the sea. The deck is full of moving mosses, which are demonized creatures that will attack any creature that is close to it.

In the center of the moss group, there was a sleepy lion lying. The lion had a big forehead and was extremely dense with red hair. There were two tails behind his butt, one purple and the other white.

Above the main mast, a scarlet blood sail hung.

Lance and the fat mage Salinger stood at the bow and stern respectively, and the distance between the two sides was about the same from the main mast.

At this moment, they all have an egg-shaped silver-white light shield on them, but the brightness of the light shield is constantly decreasing.

"Mr. Lance, and Mr. Salinger. First, let me - the referee of this competition, the second-level wizard Odyssey - read the rules of the first round of this qualifier on behalf of the Supreme Council of Scarlet Castle."

"You can use any means to achieve the final winning conditions."

"The winning conditions are as follows: the first type is to kill all creatures on the ship, including your opponent; the second type is to grab the blood sail on the main mast and protect it for an hour. It should be noted that when any of you grabs the blood sail or makes a huge noise, the sleeping [Purple Moon Twintail] will be awakened and attack the blood sail holder and the other person; the third type is to kill the Purple Moon Twintail and throw the rest of the creatures into the sea."

"Three conditions for victory, you can choose whatever you want."

"Now, if you have any objections to the rules, you can raise them."

A calm voice came from the sky. All of this in front of you, except for the demonized creatures and the Purple Moon Twintail, were scenes simulated from the training ground.

I have to say that the simulation system that solidifies many spells has had amazing effects, and Lance is in it, as if it is real.

"I have a problem!" The fat mage raised his hand honestly, as if a primary school student was in class: "Why do unreasonable creatures like Purple Moon Twintails appear on a boat? As far as I know, this powerful creature with a strength close to the second-level wizard will only appear in the desert. It is unreasonable to see him here!"

Lance: "…"

referee:"……"

After a long time, the voice in the sky came to his senses: "I have to say, Mr. Salinger, you have a solid foundation in biogeography. Since you want to make sense, I will add an iron cage to you. This purple moon-tailed lion was captured on board."

While speaking, a huge iron cage appeared silently on the deck.

The fat mage widened his eyes, as if he wanted to ask another question. Unfortunately, the referee seemed a little impatient and spoke out:

"Please take care of each other, the game begins!"

In an instant, the silver light shields on the two men disappeared immediately. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

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