Latest URL: Ah? is it? Hult scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Here is the Giant's Hill, which contains the power of the Titan's blood. A strong person like you, of course, fits here. However, it is absolutely impossible for a magician, and the giant knows all about the magician's disgust." Hannas said .

Su Ye suspected that the fruit on his magic tree was the plane seed.

But he is not a soldier.

"If it is the fire plane, with my talent, there should be a great chance to attract the heart of the plane." Su Ye was full of regrets.

The crowd was chatting as they listened to Hannas telling interesting stories.

For some content, Rick and Palos listened with great interest, and Su Ye and others were confused.

Because the content that Hannas talks about often involves advanced knowledge such as pedigree, plane science, etc., all are the content of the textbook of the senior grade, these Su Ye only know a few.

Unconsciously, the time was approaching noon.

Su Ye was listening carefully, and suddenly sniffed slightly.

A peculiar woody fragrance hovered in the nasal cavity and became intense at a rapid rate.

Everyone stopped what was at hand and turned to look at the talent fruit.

All the talented fruits swell at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, and the earthy yellow light on the surface is brighter.

Slowly, a shallow halo was placed around each fruit, suddenly bright and dark, full of wonderful attraction.

"Mature!"

"smell good……"

Everyone talked.

The sun seemed to rise in everyone's eyes, and his eyes were fierce enough to light the giant tree.

Hennaus looked at the veiled Princess Persia, who nodded slightly.

"Wait a minute."

After finishing his whisper, Hennas walked quickly to the fruit of his talents, and his people faced the periphery in a circle to prevent everyone from approaching.

Hannas put the magical beard under his nose, and coughed, his voice spreading throughout the room.

"His testers, I'm Hannas of the Agara family. Everyone knows the rumors of the gift of fruit. In order to avoid accidents, I repeat it. Of the ten gift of fruit, according to the old example, there are two It belongs to our Agara family. However, one of them has been given to His Highness Palos. As for the distribution of the other eight, it was not decided by me, but proposed by the noble Princess of Persia, and ranked according to the scores. And have obtained the consent of the students of each college. "

Some people whispered.

"We didn't agree."

"It's not what you say!"

"Too unfair, this is not your home ..."

Hennas still smiled and said, "If anyone disagrees, challenge the Second Magic Academy first, and then challenge the other two colleges. As long as you can defeat the three colleges, the rules are set by you, and even if you have all the talents It ’s not bad. If you ca n’t, then shut up. This is not just the divine power plane, but also the black iron trial. The trial means that you can do whatever you want. Of course, we hope to resolve all disputes in a friendly way. "

Those shy people shut their mouths.

"Now, we have to select the eight students who have the highest grades. To avoid confusion, please ask students who have scores of more than 100 to come to me, and then we will rank."

One after another came out from various teams.

Seven Persians, four aristocratic college students, two Plato college students, two non-college students, but also have the mark of magic.

Subsequently, Su Ye, Lake, Hot and Roron also came out.

A total of nineteen people.

Their appearance attracted many whispers, and people in their respective camps could call their own names.

There is only one exception from outside trials, no one knows him.

Four aristocratic students, Su Ye, have met two of them, namely, Gurner of the Eugene and Beifeng families. Both Plato students are fifth-graders, one aristocrat and one civilian, who only greeted and were unfamiliar.

One of the two foreign trials was entered from Plato College, a little famous swordsman in Athens.

The last one is a particularly tall and strong young man with a long gray-gold hair spread over his shoulders. The man's face is more angular than that of the Greeks. His nose is almost like a hill, and his pale blue eyes reveal a little laziness. .

Unlike most Greeks, this person's animal skin is worn and dirty, his body is full of greasy dust, and his hair sticks together, a typical Nordic style.

He carried the sword on his shoulders. Unlike everyone's sword, his scabbard turned out to be a dense layer of branches. The branches were as delicate as the weaves, but when they looked closely, they seemed to grow naturally.

Su Ye instinctively felt that the sword was unusual.

The man smiled indifferently and nodded to Su Ye.

Su Ye also smiled slightly, showing an expression of praise.

Su Ye, Hot, Rake and Roron looked at each other and took off the tape that wrapped their left hand.

Su Ye's "617" seemed to ignite the flames of a volcano, causing exclamation and doubt.

However, the response from seniors at Plato College was completely different.

"Hot is invincible!" A senior student screamed, even shouting.

Those who knew Hult followed suit.

Hult blushed, scratching his head and laughing.

People outside the school didn't understand why Hult's score was not the highest, but the people at Plato College were so excited.

"No one can get more than six hundred points, I think Su Ye is cheating!" A nobleman shouted.

Su Ye glanced over, and the man hurriedly returned to the crowd.

A **** stunned by Diaotian.

Su Ye was too lazy to remember his name.

Hannanas Lang said: "Everyone may have questions about the numbers on their hands, but I can guarantee that they are very unlikely to have problems, because the imprint is a magic, and at least it needs to be legendary to change the smear. Moreover, After returning, each school will send someone to check, if you dare to cheat, sorry, waiting for them will be the most severe punishment. Below, we will sort.

During the ranking process, Su Ye heard the name of the man carrying the sword.

Sigurd.

Su Ye glanced, looked at the scabbard in his hand, and guessed the name of the sword.

Soon, the top eight appeared.

A scene that shamed all the aristocratic colleges.

Plato Academy occupies half of the place with the absolute advantage of four people, and Su Ye and three at the same table are all there.

The Magic Academy occupies two places, Sigurd occupies one place, and Eugene occupies one place.

Seeing the final rankings, the students of the Noble Academy and the Second Magic Academy looked very strong.

The Persians were completely compared.

However, the students of the aristocratic college were even more dull.

Compared to being persuaded by the Persians, they care more about being persuaded by the Plato Academy.

Four to one, this gap is really too big.

The students at Plato College couldn't help cheering and shouting the names of Su Ye, Hot, Rake and Roron.

Hannas said: "Questioning the numbers on their hands means questioning the masters, so these eight will pick the fruits of their talents in order. Of course, by convention, our Agara family picks the first two. Since one of them One belongs to His Highness Paros, please Her Highness first. "

Hannas smiled, bent down slightly, and looked at Paros with respectful respect.

Palos shook her head and looked at Su Ye.

Hannas immediately understood Paros's meaning, forbearing admiration, and laughed: "His Royal Highness Paros is a respectable fighter. She even gave her classmate Su Ye the first choice. So , Please His Excellency Su Ye to pick the first fruit. "

Su Ye shook his head, looking at Palos with doubts.

Suddenly, Paros straightened her body, stared at Su Ye seriously, showing a slight murderous look, and looked angry when you didn't pick me.

Su Ye smiled, nodded, and said, "Then I'll pick the first one."

Palos then stretched his brows and gently nodded his chin.

"Please." Hannanas bent down politely and made the gesture please.

Some aristocrats scolded Hannas in their hearts. It was really boneless. How can they say that they are also members of the heroic family, because Su Ye went to Palos, so low that they were insulting the glory of the nobles.

"Thank you."

Su Ye thanked Haenas and came to the fruit of talent.

Haennes reminded him before, so Su Ye didn't hesitate to pick the biggest one and reached out and held it.

Snapped……

With a crisp sound, the talent fruit falls off automatically.

That branch rose slowly like a living thing, and finally merged into the canopy.

Hennas reminded: "There is another rule, that is, you must eat the gift of fruit here, and the remaining core must be left. Of course, Her Royal Highness Princess Persian will compensate each of the complete 'magic ring '. "

The crowd burst into surprise at once.

Su Ye turned her head and looked at Princess Persia, who also looked at Su Ye quietly.

Thinking for a few seconds, Su Ye nodded.

Haennes reminded before that Su Ye considered for a long time and decided not to conflict with the Persians. After all, the other party gave generous compensation.

The talented fruit that has been picked has lost its aura, and the light on the surface has slowly condensed into a bright yellow peel, which looks like a small yellow pear.

Su Ye folded her hands, covered her talented fruit, closed her eyes, lowered her head, facing the giant tree, like a prayer.

Everyone is waiting quietly. Gifts are too important. Simple prayers to gods are normal behavior.

Su Ye did not pray, but quickly put the gift of fruit on the altar.

After absorbing the talented white mist on the altar, Su Ye did not see any talented elves, and returned quickly to avoid accidents.

"Do you eat directly?" Su Ye asked.

"As long as you put it on your lips ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ the gift of fruit will turn into a liquid and flow into your mouth, rather than a fruit, it is a condensate of magical powers," said Hannas.

"Thank you."

After finishing the industry, he put the earthy talent to his lips.

The flavour of fruit flew into the mouth immediately, turned around in the mouth, and flowed into the throat.

Su Ye quietly felt the cool and cool liquid, just like the summer sand iced watermelon juice, with a little graininess in the sweetness.

The fluid enters the esophagus and flows into the stomach.

Then the stomach turned into a stove and began to radiate heat in all directions.

The flesh and flesh of the talented fruit disappeared, leaving only an inch-high kernel with a hollow surface, like a very narrow peach core.

"Sir Ye, I suggest you meditate now and speed up the absorption. I will protect you," said Hannas.