After agreeing, Lu Chen, who was about to get up and leave, suddenly remembered something again: "Uh~ Teacher, what kind of department are you? You must be very powerful if you can have such a high magic tower, right? You should be able to fly freely in the sky, right?"

"I? Hehe, I'm just a water-based mage who stays at the eighth level. Flying to the sky, you can do it at the seventh level, but to do what you said, you can only reach the ninth level. Free flying ~ What a desirable state." The old man said with a little self-deprecating self-deprecating smile. He has been staying at this level for twelve years, without the slightest intuition to break through, and it is very likely that this life will end.

"Uh~only~is~eighth level? Teacher, are there many ninth level on this continent?" The old man's self-deprecating made Lu Chen a little confused. At the same time, he also confirmed that the people left in the illusion were all super strong people, and he was even more afraid of the old man's magic wand that could kill them in seconds.

Whether it is full force or not, just one blow, so many powerful people who are superimposed together will be instantly annihilated. How terrifying should that magic wand have? What kind of strength does the person who uses it have? Can the dreamy girl take this blow? What is the purpose of this tragic war? How many people survived? And is her final outcome as beautiful as her appearance...

Unable to help, the pair of starry eyes and heroic postures as strong as battle flags appeared in Lu Chen's mind.

"Ninth level~ That is a legendary existence. At least no one has reached that level in the past thousand years. Haha, I am too greedy." The old man's mood suddenly improved a lot, as if he had figured out something.

"Khan, this old man..." Lu Chen felt speechless, and his intoxication with the girl was interrupted.

"...Okay, little Lu Chen, go and rest quickly. If you can't calm down, go to the drill area on the fifth floor to take a look. In addition to some weapons and equipment, there are also some illustrations, which can help you better understand various professions." The old man suddenly frowned and urged Lu Chen. At the same time, his right hand touched the magical staff on the table without any trace.

Lu Chen, who was thinking about the mess in his heart, said "oh" without thinking too much, turned around and left.

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After Lu Chen left, the old man stood up, stared at a dark corner with his eyes and said: "Jerome Moheili, don't hide anymore, you actually touched it here quietly. It seems that you have not only been injured, but also have the strength to reach the eighth level shadow."

"Haha, it seems that I'm still too arrogant. No matter how you say that this is your territory, I seem to have made a very unwise choice, but you just said that you are too greedy. Should you hand it over?" The third person's voice echoed strangely in the empty restaurant, making people unable to tell where he was.

Jelomi Moheli, a native of the Northern Kaistin Empire, is a seventh-level filmmaker. As an assassin hidden in the dark, everything about him is unknown. One of the members of the ruins expedition team more than a month ago has superb trap removal skills. Because he is skilled in assassination rather than close combat, he did not attack the eighth-level strongman, but was only affected in several eighth-level battles. Relatively speaking, he was one of the least injured in the last chaos.

At the same time, he may be stimulated by death and accidentally broke through to the eighth level. He was qualified to covet the artifact. While recovering from injuries near the forest, he patiently waited for the arrival of this moment, trying to sneak attack when his magic power was insufficient, because he also knew the necessary steps before using an unknown artifact, which was very magical and would cause a lot of noise.

He finally waited for it today, but most of the time he didn't expect that the summoning array was not set in the magic tower and failed. So when he arrived, there was no one by the lake. However, what he could be sure was that he was definitely not in the best state, so he planned to take a gamble and test his strength after advancement.

The old man always stared at the darkness in the corner, and his head was filled with information about Moheli and the reason for his appearance.

He knew very well that the other party did not dare to take risks because he advanced, but was waiting for such an opportunity, because he would do so. After all, for those who reached the top like this, the temptation of the magical artifact is irresistible. It would be a pity to miss it if you don’t fight for it.

Fortunately, this is in his magic tower, and the old man doesn't even need to spend a lot of energy to determine the approximate position of the other party.

Knowing that delaying time will not have much benefit. Even if there are a few hours, the magic will not be restored to the level of dealing with the same-level strongman. The old man didn't say much, and a silent ice cone flew quickly to the corner.

Although he understood that this was just a third-level magic, Moxili was still cautiously avoided it. He was not proficient in power at the new level of eight, which was very unfavorable for assassins who were particular about killing one blow. In addition, his whereabouts were exposed and he was reluctant to give up the artifact, so he had to choose the unfavorable You Dou.

The rapid movement of a large shadow forced the old man to continue to release the ice cone. After all, the other party was also a strong man of the same level. Even in the magic tower, he could only roughly determine his general direction and could not truly lock the other party's body.

Now, the opponent's fighting method is very troubled by the old man. If it is a head-on battle, if it is in full state, if the opponent is still at level seven, a high-level large-scale magic can fight decisively; unfortunately, there are not so many ifs, now he cannot support a large-scale attack magic that can kill the opponent. Only by sealing the opponent's actions first can he have the opportunity to damage his vitality and release magic that is enough to kill the opponent.

The assassin's combat instinct was also very strong. After several attacks, he understood the other party's intentions and confirmed that the old man had very little magic power at this moment. While he was secretly happy, he took out the crossbow to further consume the other party's magic power.

A black crossbow arrow suddenly flew towards him from the shadows, and the old man had to use his magic to expand his shield to protect himself. The intensification of his magic power consumption made him frown. He was most worried that something was inevitable. It could only be seen whether the other party could not hold back or whether his magic power was exhausted first.

In the next time, there were only the sound of ice cones breaking and the sound of crossbow arrows breaking through the air in the entire restaurant...

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After leaving, Lu Chen did not go back to the room, but ran directly along the stairs to the fifth floor mentioned by the old man. Although he might have not slept for more than 24 hours, he was very energetic, especially after the previous meditation that he didn't know whether it was considered practice, and he felt even more tired.

Originally, he wanted to take the "elevator" to play, but he thought he couldn't operate it at all, and he had no magic power, so he could only hike. As for asking for help from the teacher, the four-story stairs, even if the height of the floor is doubled, it is only a distance of eight floors. This step needs help, which is very embarrassing for a young man.

Without stopping on the other floors, Lu Chen went directly to the fifth floor.

The same aisle, but the room next to it seemed a bit strange. There was only a small door on the big wall, and there was a one on the left and right.

After walking through the aisle that was a bit long, Lu Chen realized that the so-called drill field was a place similar to a arena. The place with tall walls was a staircase from high to bottom. In the middle was a rectangular arena more than one meter high, opposite was a row of luxurious rooms, with independent stands on the top, which was obviously a VIP box. The old man said that the illustrations were carved on the edge of the arena. Looking at the weapons in their hands, they represented mages and warriors on both sides.

"Uh~ Do you think I don't understand the difference between a warrior and a mage? What's so good about these things?" Lu Chen thought a little puzzled, and then walked towards the corner of the arena. There, a bunch of weapons used by warriors were piled up like garbage mountains.

After wandering around the "trash pile", he unexpectedly discovered that these things looked very similar to the weapons of the European Middle Ages, but they looked more diverse. For example, a very large broad sword with two types of swords that were single and double-edged. The single-edged ones were like an overweight machete, which made people feel chilling at first glance.

"Hey, if you cut off the tip of the sword, wouldn't it be the knife used by the protagonist in "FF7 - Son of Arrival", haha." Thinking of the classic anime, Lu Chen excitedly pulled out the single-edged broadsword from the "trash pile".

"Strange, why is it effortless at all? Is this alloy? Or is it my strength getting bigger?" Lu Chen felt very confused when holding the single-blade broad sword that looked extremely thick.

However, he didn't worry about this much. He held the hilt and drew lightly, pretended to be a master, raised it above his head, and then slashed hard towards the ground. With a "clang" sound, the broad sword smoothly cut into the floor tiles that looked like a whole stone. The vibration from the hilt was like cutting a watermelon, with almost no obstacles.

Looking at the broad sword that had two-thirds of the floor, it took more than ten seconds before Lu Chen reacted: "No, this is considered to be broken gold and broken stones, right? A magic weapon!" Then he seemed to be a mouse that fell into the rice jar, aiming at the pile of "trash"

"OMG, can it be that these many people in front of you are all divine weapons?"

Excited and casually pulled the sword and stabbed it to the ground again. After a slight sound from the sword body, it was also easy to penetrate the stone bricks.

"Haha~ It's really all powerful weapons." After a burst of laughter, Lu Chen took off a sword that was both good and beautiful. He had watched a lot of anime on Earth and had long wanted to make some such decorations.

Just as he picked up the third sword, he suddenly thought of the power in his body. He didn't know if it could be used on the sword like fighting spirit, so he started experimenting happily.

He didn't know what to do specifically, but Lu Chen, who was anxious, entered the meditation state as taught by the old man, but before he could take the next move, he suddenly realized that the energy entering his body had increased.
Chapter completed!