"Seven Color Talent" A gust of wind blew through the huge college's [Central] playground, and the big trees beside the street swayed their crowns, playing with the broken golden spots on the ground under the bright sunshine.
Several pigeons flapped their wings and made a plopping sound as they flew through the sky above their heads and disappeared among the tall spiers.
Xia Li's eyes froze. Scarlett's hand flicking her hair stopped next to her ear.
Piles and groups of students and the dark crowd of supporters stood silently, looking at the magic circle with eyes full of disbelief.
The spring-like smile on Bobby's face was completely changed, as if he had been slapped hard when he was the happiest.
The water glass in Cass's hand, who was drinking water, fell to the ground, and the green tea and porcelain fragments splashed away, staining his neat trousers and shiny shoes, but he suddenly didn't notice.
"Number three hundred and sixty?"
Philip, who declined the invitation and stayed on the playground, turned to look at Kahn. The moment their shocked and dull eyes touched each other... "It's Roy!"
They started at the same time and ran towards the building like arrows.
A moment later, as a commotion spread, the entire college was drowned in a wave of exclamations that sounded like a landslide and tsunami.
"This is impossible... Six, this is impossible...,
In the building, Diarra gritted his teeth and murmured repeatedly.
The instructors beside him all turned pale. Although their eyes were fixed on Roy, their eyes were completely distracted.
"Who wants to kick me out?"
Roy's voice echoed in their ears.
They wanted to rush down, beat this guy up, sew his damn mouth shut, and throw him out of the academy.
However, when they saw the demon puppet with no light, they could only stand there blankly, letting the echoing sound sound like a slap in the face, slapped on the face again and again!
Drive him away?
This is a seven-color talent that has never appeared in hundreds of years. Even Augustus only had a three-color talent.
Drive such people out of the academy unless they are crazy.
If anyone dares to say a word, the anger of the supporters outside will burn him to ashes without the need for the headquarters to send people down.
But, how is this possible?
The exam is still going on.
Three minutes is a painful ordeal for everyone.
Three minutes later, when one purple and two oranges appeared on the magic circle, no one paid attention to it anymore.
"This is not true!" Diarra woke up and rushed downstairs first.
Following his movements, the petrified people came to life like fish jumping into the water from the shore, following him and swarming down.
As soon as they rushed to the room where Roy was, everyone immediately gathered around the devil.
"It's gone, it's gone." A magic instructor who was most familiar with the golem and several academic bachelors responsible for the assessment carefully inspected the golem, murmuring to himself while inspecting it.
In fact, everyone can see clearly without them checking.
The light of the magic circle on the demon doll in front of me all dissipated. The six talent shields and one protective shield disappeared completely, leaving no trace. The entire demon looked like it had just been
It's just like moving out of the warehouse.
"What the hell is going on?!" Diarra pointed at the golem and snapped at Roy.
He absolutely does not believe that a piece of trash who is over eighteen years old and whose fighting spirit only broke through the first level a week ago can obtain seven-color talents.
This is simply ridiculous.
Ever since Archduke Solan founded the academy, ever since this kind of demon was created, the seven-color talent has only existed in theory for hundreds of years. No one has ever been able to surpass the four-color talent. Even among geniuses like Augustus
The genius is just a three-color talent.
If the three-color talent is God's favor, what is the seven-color talent?
In the words of the Dharma God who created the golem a hundred years ago, it is an existence that defies heaven!
Even he had never thought that someone could break through the four-color talent. The seven-color design of this demon doll was simply a joke of his!
Is it possible that such a person exists in this world?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Faced with Diarra's stern question, Roy looked naive and scratched his head: "I just attacked the devil according to the exam rules. Why is this happening?"
Roy's rhetorical question only made Diarra look livid with anger. He never dreamed that this kid would ask himself a question instead of answering his own question.
He gritted his teeth, stared, and clenched his fists, watching the black-haired boy raise his hands in confusion, pretending to be in front of him.
"It's really strange." Roy looked at his hands and said with a smile, "It turns out that my talent is so high!"
Boom! A burst of anger exploded directly in Diarra's mind, making him tremble with anger.
There was a series of soft thumping sounds next to them. Many people gritted their teeth and suppressed their faces until their faces turned red. Especially those teachers who were inclined to Guristas, neutral supporters of the elders and noble sponsors, almost all
Laugh out loud.
This black-haired boy looks silent and has a naive look on his face, but if he doesn't open his mouth, he can make people angry to death.
However, this is also Diarra’s own fault. If it weren’t for the conflict between Team Quincy and Team Nicole before, he would drive them out indiscriminately: If it weren’t for what he said before the exam started, I’m afraid the other party wouldn’t
Such a tit-for-tat confrontation with him.
Obviously, this black-haired boy is a master who does not suffer any loss. If anyone offends him, he will retaliate without hesitation.
No matter who the other party is.
This slap could be heard ten miles away.
"Okay." Diarra laughed angrily, pointed at Roy, nodded, suppressed the ray of blue on his face, turned to the magic teacher who was inspecting the golem and said: "Check out
Is there any problem?"
The magic instructor squatting next to the demon shook his head: "No."
He had inspected the demon doll very carefully, but no matter how he looked at it, there was no suspicious sign on the demon doll. There was not a single scratch on its body.
After answering Diarra's question, he turned the mechanism with his hand, opened the chest of the demon, and took out a third-level magic core. After looking at it, he found that there was still more than half of the energy, so he stuffed it back and tried to restart the demon.
of magic shield.
However, no matter how angry he was, the demon puppet didn't react at all.
Seeing his actions, the people around him also felt something unusual and stared at him intently.
"What's wrong?" Gustas, who had remained silent, asked.
"This devil." The magic instructor raised his head in confusion: "It seems to be broken!" "Broken?!" Everyone's expressions suddenly became extremely strange.
Although they didn't believe this incredible achievement from the bottom of their hearts, no one thought that the magic puppet was broken.
You know, this is something that has never been broken since it was cast. Regardless of the material of the golem itself or the magic shield on the body at that time, it was an extremely solid defense. Candidates who are generally only at the first-level armed level, otherwise
It is impossible to break it, even if you want to leave even a little scratch on it.
Moreover, everyone saw clearly just now that Roy's four punches and three kicks against the demon in an instant caused the magic shield to collapse, but did not cause any damage to its body. The inspection of the magic teaching also proved that
got this point.
This means that there is only one possibility for the magic teaching to be "broken" at the moment.
That's the malfunction of the golem itself!
Although this malfunction is a bit too coincidental, compared to the mythical legend of "Seven Color Talent", everyone would rather believe in this one-in-a-million chance.
Some people breathed a sigh of relief immediately.
Seven-color talent is too terrifying for this world. Even if the first training camp hopes to have enviable talents, it is difficult for everyone to accept it.
If it were true, not to mention Lullian Province and this small training camp branch, the three major empires, and even the Holy See would be alarmed. At that time, it would be impossible to keep a genius with seven colors of talent in his hands.
It's a daydream.
And if this is false and discovered later, then it will become a big joke for the entire empire.
It's not too late to find out now. Although the outside has been alarmed, there is still room for change before the results are officially announced. If it is a malfunction of the magic doll, everyone can understand. It will only be regarded as admission.
It's just an interlude.
The atmosphere in the hall became relaxed at this moment.
The students nearby who had witnessed the whole incident suddenly realized, while Diarra, Farley and others under him had a sneer on their lips.
They originally didn't believe that all this was true. The magic teachings confirmed their guesses and gave an acceptable result for this incredible result.
However, it is obvious that they will not admit this achievement.
What we need to do now is retest!
"Okay, you all leave!" Diarra said to the Fengshengs who were whispering among each other.
The candidates wanted to stay, but had no choice but to retreat with regret. As soon as they left the building, they were surrounded by people swarming up.
"Hey, what happened inside? Why did it take so long to come out?"
"Is the seven-color talent real?" "Yes, tell us quickly." "What's real? Let me tell you, it's the devil..."
In the building, Diarra saw all the candidates leaving the hall with the Bachelor of Affairs. He turned his head, looked at Roy coldly and said: "The results are invalid. Now, you take the exam again."
"Why?" Roy sniffed with his signature confused expression.
As soon as they heard his words, Diarra and others felt veins popping in their foreheads. Farley took a step forward and gritted his teeth and said: "If I ask you to retake the exam, retake it. Where do you think this is? It's your turn to speak. If you don't want to take the exam, get out."
!" "The assessment rule of the first training camp is that everyone has only one chance. No matter whether the results are good or bad, they cannot be changed." Roy drooped his eyelids and didn't even look at Fali. "My test results have come out. Why?
Why do we need to retake the exam?”
As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked at each other.
What Roy said is indeed an iron rule that has remained unchanged for hundreds of years in the three major training camps. Candidates only have one test a year, and there is no rule to retake the test if they make normal mistakes.
From a theoretical point of view, he really stands up. Even if the lawsuit was brought before the General Camp or Edward I, he would still be right.
"That's not the same thing." Farley felt evil in his heart because of the brat in front of him. "The devil is malfunctioning, so your grades won't count."
"The devil is your devil," Roy hugged his arms and said slowly, "If there is a malfunction, you are the one causing the problem. What does it have to do with me?"
He was originally a wild child who was raised by running wild in the mountains. He grew up among a group of bad-tempered dwarves and vengeful elves. The most important thing is that he must retaliate. This Diarra and a group of people around him were targeting him from the beginning.
He was being reasonable at the moment, but there was nothing to be polite about. Since he had offended me, he might as well offend him to the end.
Seeing Roy's appearance, Farley wanted to draw his sword and stab him to death: "No, you have to retake the exam!"
"The training camp is held at your home? You just take the test?" Roy rolled his eyes.
Seeing that the two sides had reached a deadlock, at this time, several mentors and supporters, as well as several noble sponsors, stood up and persuaded Roy to accept another assessment.
If Roy was still unmoved by these people, then Kameni's cold words made Roy lose his temper.
"Retake the exam!"
The Great Knight of Light frowned. Even Philip, who had just come in, was startled and quickly winked at Roy.
"Okay, you can retake the exam." Roy's temper could only be expressed to people like Diala, "What good can I do?"
After hearing Roy's previous words, the people present just breathed a sigh of relief. After hearing the latter words, they felt a sense of powerlessness from the soles of their feet to their scalp.
Lucky boy is just...
"What benefits do you want?" Diarra gritted his teeth and said. He definitely didn't believe that this kid could pass the test if he continued. There is no time to waste time with him now. No matter what, agree first 1
Anyway, once the assessment is over, this kid will be kicked out of the academy.
"My requirements are not high," Roy said honestly, "Ten thousand fantasy tower points."
"Ten thousand?!" Farley and others jumped up immediately.
"You're dreaming!"
"Damn, what do you think that is?"
Not only Farley and the others, but Gustas and the instructors around him also felt that this kid was speaking too harshly. You know, even last year's trial champion team only had two to three thousand fantasy tower points.
This kid actually opened his mouth and said ten thousand.
Even for an academy, the Fantasy Tower points are not earned in vain.
"Okay! I'll give it to you!" Surprisingly, Diarra agreed immediately.
Amid everyone's surprised gazes, Diarra looked at Roy coldly: "However, the magic tower points issued by the academy can only be used by students. If you fail the assessment and cannot enter the academy, then you have nothing."
These words calmed down the emotions of Farley and others. Diarra was right, if this kid can't enter the academy, what's the use of giving him one hundred thousand or one million, let alone ten thousand?
!
"That's it." Roy thought about it for a moment, "Then we have to add another priority. I can have priority in using the Magic Tower room anytime and anywhere."
"Okay!" Diarra didn't want to get involved with this kid anymore and agreed immediately without hesitation.
Yi nodded with satisfaction and looked around, "Where can I retake the exam?"
"Change rooms." Diarra turned around, took the lead, led everyone to the next room, pointed to the golem in the room and said, "This is it."
As he spoke, he said to the magic teaching and affairs scholar beside him: "Cut off the magic circle outside, and also check the devil carefully."
Because such a thing as re-examination has never happened in the three major training camps for hundreds of years, therefore, this can only be a private assessment. Cut off the score display of the magic circle outside and control the results to these people inside the hall.
In between, it is inevitable.
After a while, the magic instructor had finished checking the devil. To be on the safe side, he even replaced the devil with a new magic core.
Seeing the magic instructor nodding, Diarra stepped aside, and Farley made a cold gesture of invitation.
"Genius, please."
In the eyes of everyone, Roy cocked his head and said to himself: "What if I still have a seven-color talent in this test?"
Farley and the others looked at each other, sneered contemptuously, and turned to walk towards the crowd.
They didn't even bother to say anything more to this kid.
However, the moment they turned around, they heard a sound of clothes breaking through the air and a burst of thunderous punches and kicks behind them. Immediately, the crowd in front of them burst out with a roar of surprise.
They turned back suddenly.
In the field of vision, Roy's figure, as strong as a leopard, was flying around the demon doll, his fists and feet turning into a whirlwind-like phantom in the air.
And with his attack, the dazzling light on the demon doll's body was dissipating.
Can't catch it, can't keep it.
Just like that, in their eyes that opened wider and wider, they dispersed into the void.
"Impossible!" Before Roy could finish the attack, Diarra shouted loudly and shot lightning to the side of the devil.
The light disappeared. The seven magic shields, like melting snow under the sun, disappeared without a trace in front of him.
Roy's face quickly appeared in front of him.
"Ten thousand fantasy tower points.
Looking at this face, Diarra felt as if someone had slapped him one hundred and eighty times. He felt a rush of blood rushing to the top of his head, making him dizzy. This time, before Diarra could say hello, magic teachings rushed over quickly.
Check. After a moment, he raised his head with a bloodless face and looked at Diarra.
"Cannot start."
This result made the crowd roar. If the previous one was a coincidence, this time it was definitely not a coincidence.
But why did the golem break?
Everyone's eyes fell on Roy. In the dead silence, Diarra gritted his teeth, pointed at Roy, and said word by word: "You cheated!"
Roy laughed, neither admitting nor denying. He just spread his hands and made a gesture of bringing them: "Evidence!"
At this moment, the face of this black-haired boy is so hateful!!