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The release of the results continues, and many female magicians also participated in this Truth Conference, but this is a world where power is respected, and the relative status of women is far less than that of the earth.

Most women who can receive high-quality education come from noble families or wealthy families, so only about 20% of the more than 2,000 people participating in the competition are women. So far, only a dozen female magicians have successfully entered the 100.

Most of these female magicians have a certain background and basically do not sign contracts with any force.

Therefore, all the housekeepers and deacons who were eager to poach talents on the scene basically turned their attention to the poor male magicians.

As time passed, people kept calling out in shock, and those contestants whose names had not been included in the hundred were more anxious and nervous.

In a blink of an eye, the ranking has exceeded 30, and the remaining quota is only 29, which means that the chances of those unsuccessful contestants on the scene will be increasingly slim.

Many contestants who knew they had no chance had collapsed and shed tears, collapsed on the ground, and howled endlessly.

Suddenly.

Wu Hui's eyes revealed that a male magician who was worn out, thin and half-baked on his head was trembling and pulling out a sharp knife from his waist. He looked painful, as if he was extremely disappointed with himself.

"Hey, hey, brother, isn't this good?"

Wu Hui came over and advised, "The ranking is precious, and the price of life is even higher."

"The ranking is precious, and life is more expensive? Wow! Good poem! Good poem!" Blake, who was beside him, suddenly widened his eyes and clapped his hands and said excitedly, "Brother, you are simply a natural poet! Just listening to your words, you can feel the sublimation of your soul."

"You guys."

Liliana rolled her eyes at the two of them in anger, thinking that they were going to commit suicide, so it would be fine if you don’t go to rescue them, but they are still discussing the verses? That’s enough!

"Little brother, ignore them."

Liliana frowned and comforted the half-bald magician, "It's just an exam. Even if you can't get in this time, you still have a chance next time."

"No, no chance!"

The half-bald magician said, his lips trembled, and tears suddenly burst out from his eyes, "I, Ritchie Taylor, I am 29 years old this year! I have no chance!"

The Truth Conference is once a decade and is a good opportunity for all magicians to become famous. However, according to regulations, it is impossible to participate if they are over 30 years old. Obviously, this 29-year-old Ricky Taylor has no chance to participate in the next Truth Conference.

"I, I'm sorry for Lord Lord's expectations, I'm sorry for Wanlina who works hard for me every day. I, I'm not alive!" The semi-bald magician Ritchie Taylor roared to the sky, raised his knife and stabbed himself in his heart.

"Hey, hey!" Seeing this, Wu Hui was sweating, and hurriedly reached out and grabbed his wrist and comforted him, "Brother Ricky, calm down, calm down first. Look, the rankings are only 30th now, and there is still a chance in the future. Why don't you wait?"

"Hahaha!"

When I heard that I waited, Ricci Taylor actually burst into laughter while crying, "Wait? Wait? Hahaha, I'm still waiting for nothing! I'm just a garbage! I'm just a poor and sour smelly garbage... How could I enter the top 30? I have no chance, I'm going to die!"

After saying that, he held up a knife and wanted to stab himself.

Wu Hui was stunned and secretly scolded this guy for being too cruel to him, right? He was so sharp knife, he could stab him without blinking his eyelids. Looking at his bitter and revengeful look, how much pressure does this mentality have been under?

At this moment, with a "pulu", the water curtain flipped and the name of the 29th ranked appeared on the water curtain.

"Wait! Wait a little longer!"

Wu Hui glanced at him and quickly grabbed him again.

"You! Are you upset? Can't you let me die?" Ritchie Taylor looked sad and anxious and hopeless.

"Look carefully." Wu Hui pointed to the water curtain ranking list.

Ritchie Taylor had no choice but to turn his eyes and gasp in one breath, and he was stunned.

No. 29 Ritchie Taylor.

It's him, Ritchie Taylor!

"Pudong!"

Ritchie Taylor was so excited that he didn't breathe until now. His eyes turned black on the spot, and he fell straight to the ground like a stone.

"Mom, don't be so happy for yourself. Come on, come on, come on and save people."

Wu Hui was sweating coldly and thought to himself that it was really not easy for young people. Look at this psychological depression and his obsession is deep.

After Wu Hui's call, the onlookers immediately came to rescue him.

The pinch of the human being, the smooth qi, and two magicians who know healing techniques also helped to perform two healing magic.

After some trouble, Ricci Taylor finally woke up faintly.

As soon as he woke up, he struggled to get up, regardless of the mud and dust on his body, and was full of joy on the spot, tears streaming down: "It's me! The 29th one is me! Hahaha! I, I succeed! I'm going to make a fortune! Hahaha..."

Despite his emotions and madness, everyone present knew very well how noble and outstanding the 29th place, which had already exceeded 30, was.

If anyone else who failed the exam could get 29th place, they would be willing to run wildly, even if they ran naked.

After Ritchie Taylor calmed down a little, many housekeepers and deacons from the Earl, Marquis and other people, and even a big shot from the Duke's Mansion, came to invite him.

The promises and salaries given by these people were very generous, which attracted the envy of onlookers present.

Especially the great man from the Duke's Mansion, he actually guaranteed that the Duke would give him the lowest jazz title and make him a nominal nobleman. He would also let a noble daughter marry him as his wife. He valued him very much, a magician with a ranking of 29.

However, Ritchie Taylor waved his hand firmly to everyone and refused: "No, I won't sign a contract with anyone, I will return to Chunsan Town and repay my Baron!"

"Ah? Chunzan Town?"

"What kind of town is there? It is clearly a poor town deep in the mountains."

"There is also the Baron of Chunsun Town, who was born by a young mother. His wealth is not even comparable to Valen, the great landlord in our town."

The crowd was dumbfounded and talked a lot.

They never thought that this poor magician from poverty would reject the high-paid invitation from the count, marquis, and even the duke, and would return to the remote countryside to repay the baron and his hometown?

What a joke about this? Is he crazy?

Seeing the expression of the death of the crowd around him, Ritchie Taylor explained happily: "You don't know that our Baron, in order to provide me with the only magician in the town, he personally went to the fields to farm. And my Wanlina, in order to supplement my nutrition, milk me every day. In winter, her hands..."

As he spoke, his tears were about to come out again.

Is this a counterattack of a poor family? Wu Hui was stunned and wiped his cold sweat. He walked to him, patted his shoulder and said, "The world is always suffering, so it is necessary for a god. Little brother, I think you have simple qualities and clear bones. Do you want to believe in a god with me?"

"Ah? Believe, believe in God?"

"Yes, it is the God of Light that shines on the world!"

"..." Ritchie Taylor looked at Wu Hui at a loss, "I, I... want to return to Chunzan Town."

"This is not a conflict. Belief in the God of Light will only make your heart purer." In order to win over this strange magician with a firm stand, Wu Hui personally acted as a missionary pastor and introduced the Holy See to him with great enthusiasm.

Soon, under the influence of Wu Hui, Ritchie Taylor became a believer of light with a firm belief in the light, and devoutly expressed that he would spread the faith of light to Chunsan Town.

However, Ritchie Taylor is just a small splash of water.

As the rankings were announced, people cried from time to time, and people roared wildly from time to time.

All of this made Wu Hui amaze all the time, even more crazy than the college entrance examination he experienced on Earth.

And at the same time.

As time passes by bit by bit, before I know it, the ranking of the qualifiers has already shown from the 100th to the top ten.

On the rostrum.

Jimmy Ganter looked boredly at the contestants' information sent by the members of the association. As he looked at it, he couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that the Magic Academy has done well in recent years. Most of the promotion list are students from the Magic Academy. If the tutor knew about this, he would definitely feel relieved."

President Wood was so happy that he heard Jimmy praise him: "I thought I would never hear you praise me in my life."

Jimmy rolled her eyes at him: "I praise the Magic Academy, not you. Why are you showing off?"

President Wood took a sip of coffee but smiled silently.

"Hmph~"

The royal saint magician Andrew, who was drinking coffee, picked up the information and looked at it a few times, snorted coldly in disdain, but he did not speak up in a rare way.

At this time, Iceville, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly put down the staff that was rubbing in his palm and looked at the big screen: "It's time to be fifth."

President Wood and Andrew's hearts moved, and immediately changed their careless attitude and focused their attention on the big screen.

On the big screen, the fifth place name slowly appeared.

“Melia Hurt.”

The host Wilder's vigorous and powerful voice resounded throughout the venue: "Congratulations to Miss Melia for winning the fifth place in the qualifiers of this Truth Conference! Let's cheer for her!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a shocking cheer sounded in the venue.

In the waiting area of ​​the contestant, a girl with anxiety on her face suddenly jumped up, and an uncontrollable look of joy appeared on her face.

On the rostrum, Jimmy felt that the name looked familiar and suddenly remembered: "I remember this person just reached the third place? Although he was defeated again at the last moment, this strength is also very rare."

"No, she is also a student of my Magic Academy." President Wood nodded with a smile, with a proud expression. "This child has a very good talent in magic. Although he started late, he is hardworking enough and is one of my most optimistic children."

The number of female magicians who pursue the truth is already small, and there are very few excellent people. Melia can make it to the top five in the qualifiers with many strong people, which shows how outstanding she is.

Even Wu Hui couldn't help but look at her a few more times. This magical girl who looks inconspicuous has a very limitless future.

Time is still continuing, the list on the big screen is still continuing to refresh, and the words "fourth place" appear bit by bit.

"Hey~! It's finally the highlight." Jimmy suddenly felt energetic.

Now that he has obtained half of his chips, he has completely lost his psychological burden, and he has no scruples when speaking.
To be continued...