Black Wizard Zhu Peng

　　 In the underground secret room of the tavern, Zhu Peng sat in front of the ghost-shaped man.

"My lovely disciple, if there is nothing important, you won't come to my room. Come on, what's the matter." The old man flipped through the cards without lifting his head until Zhu Peng turned the whole body pale gold. When the card was delivered to him with both hands, the gorgeous light on the card made the old man raise his eyebrows slightly.

　　 "Is the first card made into a golden card? I thought that with your qualifications, it would be the limit to be able to make a blue card. Ino, the teacher underestimated you."

　　 Zhu Peng bowed his head and backed away, with nothing to say.

"Alright, since you first made Yiwen a tactical card, let you get started first." Standing up, it was only then that the old man was quite tall, he was curled up and hanging down. Old man, but even so, it was only slightly shorter than Zhu Peng. One can imagine how tall and strong he was when he was young.

"In our school, wizards can make 26 battles, 26 tactics, and 26 strategy cards when constructing their own system. Battle cards can also make two to three for each rank. Strategic cards are more difficult to find. In addition to their own technology, you need to have a little luck. Only tactical cards, as long as you can master the main points, you can make as many cards as you want. Although your system can only accommodate up to 26 cards, it is low-level. The weak and weak cards can merge with each other or even swallow each other in pursuit of becoming a stronger summoned spirit."

"Most of the Warcraft Army system of the Wizarding Corps today is mostly extended by our school. Although the emperor wants to improve the system composition of the Wizarding Army's Warcraft Army by promoting professionals, the Warcraft Army system of the entire Wizarding World has been developed. Thousands of years, the foundation is so heavy, and the foundation is so strong that even the emperor cannot easily overthrow it. He can only come slowly, bit by bit." Zhu Peng took the candlelight and followed the ghost-shaped man down the ground. The spiral staircase of the secret chamber went down step by step. He could feel an oppression and murderous aura gradually coming from the air, and his skin was a little bit fried, but Zhu Peng couldn't retreat in front of the ghost-shaped man.

　　 walked down for nearly ten minutes before his eyes suddenly lit up. This is a rather spacious multifunctional stone room, which also has a double function of a cage and a weapon room.

　　 "Eno, I will give you 30 breaths of preparation time."

The ghost-shaped man spoke to Zhu Peng indifferently, and then, regardless of whether he understood it or not, he already pulled the chain mechanism on the side of the wall, and accompanied by the sound of a crash, an old hanging cage fell from mid-air. . Standing in the hanging cage was a bald man wearing only a simple cloth strip. He was obviously not a common sub-race, with light green eyes and slightly scaly skin.

He yelled at the ghost-shaped man and Zhu Peng, but Zhu Peng couldn't understand or listen to it. As soon as the ghost-shaped man's voice fell, he had already rushed toward the stacked weapons like a mad dog. .

　　 What kind of virtues black wizards are, Zhu Peng has learned a rough idea during the six months of investigation. Therefore, he almost instantly grasped the true meaning of the ghost-shaped man's vague words.

"The ancient dragon world, the first-order wizard of Winterhold Witch College, I probably spent on buying him on the black market... I can't remember how much money, anyway, it's quite expensive, a first-order wizard without wizard rights, whether it is It is great to dissect him or keep him as a personal assistant. You, kill him, and you will be my assistant from now on." The ghost-shaped man said to the bald-headed green-eyed wizard who stepped out of the cage, and then didn’t care. He understood whether he understood, and he said to Zhu Peng who was still rummaging in the weapon pile:

　　 "A third-rate wild wizard who has no magic equipment, no formal training, no witchcraft shield talent, and no contact with the witchcraft network, if you kill him, I will take you into the real hall of the witchcraft school of the Devourer."

　　 (Kill your sister, he is a first-order wizard, I am not even a third-class apprentice.)

My heart roared wildly, my hands and feet kept searching desperately, until I touched a worn-out iron shield at the bottom of the weapon pile, and felt the texture and texture of the iron shield with both hands. The light blue flashes in the eyes, identifying the equipment The magic pattern. Suddenly, Zhu Peng's back was getting hotter and hotter, he couldn't take a closer look, picked up the iron shield and turned around abruptly, holding it in his hands and blocking it in front of his chest.

　　 Boom, bang.

The big bald man smashed a big ball of fire that was half a person tall with one hand, and it slammed into Zhu Peng's impressively erected iron shield. There was a light blue witch on the surface of that seemingly shabby black iron shield. The lines of the technique flickered, and although Zhu Peng was hit by the impact of the big fireball against the stone wall behind him, the black iron shield in his hand was not damaged at all.

　　 "The appraisal skills in the past six months have not been taught in vain. Although there is still a piercing sword that has not been found, it has finally saved the life."

　　 (If I believe you, I am SB...)

　　 casually picked up a trigonal hammer from the scattered weapons on the ground, although Zhu Peng wanted to discuss with the bald man on the opposite side whether we could join forces to kill the old ghost next to him. But watching the big bald man recite the incantation quickly while backing, Zhu Peng knew that the two of them were already immortal.

　　 "I swear, I will be invincible."

With a roar, the card representing power in Zhu Peng's mind was spinning rapidly, and a faint golden glow that could not be observed by the naked eye spread out in Zhu Peng's body. Although it was not obvious, it was in a very short time. The host's mental and physical state is adjusted to the best.

　　 "I swear, I will win."

　　 The battle of life and death, there is you without me. Although helpless, all the feelings of helplessness can only be left to express after the war, and the defeated will not be helpless.

　　 With a shield in his left hand and a hammer in his right hand, Zhu Peng lay low, his toes gripped the ground fiercely, and the next moment he rushed towards the bald man like a fierce cheetah.

However, the middle-aged big bald head had already finished reciting the spell. With a move with both hands, after the blue flame flickered, three fierce howling light blue ghost wolves were summoned, and they rushed fiercely. Zhu Peng greeted him without fear.

　　Secluded Wolf Hunting Summon×3, this is still a short-term spell casting without equipment. If he is in full bloom, wouldn't this move call out a pack of wolves?

　　 In my heart, I admired the skills of a formal wizard. Although he was only an alien country wizard, it was still not a force that Zhu Peng could contend at this time.

The left hand erected the shield, and the moment the opponent's wolf jumped and rushed, the foot suddenly accelerated. The first ghost wolf was still in the air, and it was knocked to the ground by Zhu Peng. Two steps forward, the sole of the big foot was directly on the horse. He touched the waist of the fallen ghost wolf and let it slam into a purple smoke and dissipate.

The right hand slammed a hammer on the head of a ghost wolf. The fierce blow hit the ghost wolf's body in mid-air three times and three hundred and sixty degrees before landing. If it were a normal wild wolf, it would have been smashed by this hammer. It's dead, but the ghost wolf is not a creature. After landing, this buddy shook his head and stood up again, but the witchcraft energy that made up its body became less stable.

　　 The third ghost wolf took advantage of the gap created by the first two wolves to pounce directly on Zhu Peng's exposed left leg. The sense of cooperation of the wolves remained even after they became ghosts, even more acute and intense.

　　 However, Zhu Peng's right leg swung around with the left leg as the axis. The bent knee of the right leg directly hit the head of the third ghost wolf, and knocked the third ghost wolf away.

　　 Ten years of painstaking practice of national martial arts, if even the enhanced version of the three wild wolves can't be solved, Zhu Peng goes out to hang the southeast branch by himself.

　　 But the real scary thing is not the ghost wolf summoning, but the first-order wild wizard who circled Zhu Peng around the corner and has plenty of mana.

　　 If Zhu Peng cannot successfully assault in front of him, he can exhaust Zhu Peng to death by summoning ghost wolves. The warrior and Faye's summoned creatures will consume each other. This method of death is really silly.

　　 At the juncture of life and death, Zhu Peng no longer had to hide his life-saving card in front of the ghost-shaped man. He lowered his waist and threw a horse into a deep breath. After this breath flowed several times in his mouth, he sank into his dantian. Accompanied by the Wudang School's secret Qi and blood secret method, Zhu Peng's exposed skin quickly showed a rose Like bright red.

　　 The next moment, this big red strand was bound by the layered muscle membranes in a layer of iron and bronze muscles. In an instant, Zhu Peng's entire body seemed to be covered with a thick layer of heavy armor, with strong vitality and blood on the inside, and strong muscles and bones on the outside. In a short period of time, a uniform young man swelled into a strong man with bulging muscles and muscles.