Fantasy: My Senior Brother Is A Bit Magical

The time during the day is always short, just like the joy of the moment, fleeting.

When night fell over the entire town, the assessment officially began.

Click.

There was a noise in an old wooden house.

First there was a slight crisp sound, and then it seemed as if some kind of switch had been activated. There was a constant crackling sound, as if something was slowly waking up.

...

At the same time, somewhere in Xiaolian Peak was a dark cave.

A man covered in black robes was looking at the star chessboard projection covering the entire cave wall in front of him with red eyes.

The messy bangs floated randomly, mixed with an aura of decadence.

The chessboard layout in front of him is criss-crossed, with three thousand green light spots flashing on it.

"Come on, come on."

"Hide and seek! Activate!"

The man suddenly smiled and raised his hand, and eighty-one red dots appeared on the chessboard.

...

Bang!

The door of the old wooden house was kicked open, and feet shining with metallic luster appeared first, and then a whole figure leaned out, adding a touch of darkness under the bright moonlight.

The same movement occurred in various parts of the town.

And thus the first batch of eliminated people were born.

Looking at the entire scene from above, you can see that every time the black shadow meets a person, a ray of light flashes into the sky.

This is a sign of broken wooden signs.

The brilliance wrapped around their bodies, and after a while of being guided, they disappeared into the town and came outside the secret realm.

The eliminated people who were teleported looked confused.

"Three Realms... That ghost must be at least three realms! If you punch it, the wooden sign will break first."

"This is a bad test. I didn't even see that damn thing clearly, and the person came out?"

"It feels like it's not a life-saving wooden sign. I have to die..."

"Damn, I was hiding it well, but that ghost thing suddenly jumped out from under the floor tiles next to me. I was frightened and was arrested on the spot!"

The number of people taking assessments began to decrease.

His eyes once again turned to the southeast corner of the town, on the main road, where a man was strolling swaggeringly, his hands in his pockets, very casually.

Zhao Tianyou felt that this assessment was extremely boring.

Along the way, he met many people and teams, fighting over a few wooden cards for a few points, or fighting over a hiding place that looked relatively hidden.

Grabbing wooden cards, hide and seek... What is this, children playing house?

It's really boring.

What kind of hide-and-seek thing is this? He wanted to see tonight what kind of thing this ghost was and whether it could withstand his Zhao Family Iron Fist!

The founding emperor of the Beiwu Kingdom was a Seventh Realm Martial Lord. Tens of thousands of years ago, he was born in a humble state, but with a pair of iron fists, he rose to great heights and established a foothold in the entire corner of the East Continent, establishing the Beiwu Kingdom.

It is also for this reason that all the people in Beiwu Kingdom are martial, aggressive and have strong folk customs.

As a prince, Zhao Tianyou has learned the true story.

He has the best spiritual roots and a martial spirit body. This qualification is one of the best among the entire royal family. In addition, Zhao Tianyou has a high level of understanding. He practiced at the age of six and reached the ninth level of Yin Yuan at the age of twelve.

In the following years, just like other geniuses, he continued to consolidate his foundation and strive towards the level of the legendary Yin Yuan Universal Truth.

So, he is undoubtedly proud.

There is also pride in this capital.

The martial arts mentality has always been simple and straightforward - either I will defeat you, or you will defeat me.

I heard that the assessment method last year was to besiege monsters, which I thought was much more interesting.

That kind of punching feeling, I should have come last year if I had known.

Zhao Tianyou, whose thoughts were scattered, sighed and stopped: "How can it be hide and seek?"

Forget it, let’s go shopping again and look for the so-called ‘ghost’.

I haven't had a fight in a few days, and my body is itchy.

Zhao Tianyou moved forward again, but this time he suddenly stopped before going very far.

Something is wrong.

This is a feeling that belongs to the warrior's intuition. He usually calls it the perception of murderous intent.

The next moment, Zhao Tianyou's pupils shrank violently, a pair of iron fists quickly enlarged in his eyes, and they hit him straight in the face.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, almost out of an instinctive reaction of the body, Zhao Tianyou lowered his waist and propped himself on the ground, barely able to avoid it.

But the wind caused by the punch caused some pain on his cheek.

A drop of cold sweat slipped quietly.

What the hell?!

Before he could think about it, the iron fists suddenly withdrew, and then he crossed his hands and smashed down.

Zhao Tianyou supported the ground with one hand and narrowly avoided a rollover again. His body flashed and jumped, briefly widening the distance.

After he stood still, he also saw what was attacking him.

What caught the eye was a completely black cloak, and the outstretched fists looked like they were carved and inlaid with some kind of metal knife. Under the moonlight, they shone with a silvery luster.

Is this a ‘ghost’?

The 'ghost' did not pursue him immediately, but mechanically turned his head and glanced sideways, then slowly stood upright, allowing Zhao Tianyou to see his face clearly.

It was a ferocious mask, with a green face, fangs, and angry eyes, which really fit the image of a ghost.

"Target 0927 has been discovered and arrests have begun."

The words with a heavy nasal sound floated out and fell in Zhao Tianyou's ears.

0927?

Zhao Tianyou's spiritual thoughts dispersed and he went to investigate the green-faced ghost. The next moment, his heart sank.

Good news, he recognized this thing, it was a spirit puppet.

Bad news, at least three levels of combat power.

The simplest way to identify the strength of a spirit puppet is through spiritual exploration. As long as you have enough knowledge, you can simply estimate its approximate strength from the quantity and quality of the spiritual power contained in its body.

Of course, the premise is that the owner who created this spirit puppet did not set up relevant means to hinder detection.

For example, this spiritual puppet has no settings at the moment, so Zhao Tianyou, who was born in the royal family, can naturally tell its strength.

But what should we do after we can tell the difference?

run?

I'm afraid it's a bit difficult.

Zhao Tianyou took a deep breath.

Then he raised his fists, raised his crotch and waist, put on a posture, and shouted: "Come on!"

Wu Fu's spirit was clearly revealed at this moment.

The Three Realm Spirit Puppet, just try to see how far you have settled down!

The black-robed green-faced ghost seemed to understand his provocation, stepped forward, and punched out very quickly.

So fast!

Zhao Tianyou gritted his teeth and punched with all his strength.

Two punches connected.

A muffled sound came out, and then several houses in front of the green-faced ghost were shattered, splashing up large amounts of dust and gravel, filling the sight.

Zhao Tianyou, who flew out, dug through two tunnels.

The huge impact caused him to finally stick to a stone wall and be embedded in it.

Both sides made a decision.

It's very reasonable. There is a big difference between the two sides. If the fight is really back-and-forth, then what kind of assessment will he take? Elder Chen directly went to the scene to recruit people and carried them into the Nanxi Sword Sect in eight sedans.

Zhao Tianyou had a headache and was a little confused.

In a daze, he seemed to see his royal grandmother.

He finally understood what Elder Xu Bing meant by his inconsistent remarks.

Join forces to encircle and kill? Kill with a hammer.

Run quickly.

And just when he was about to cry out, a black shadow enveloped him.

"Target 0927 found, start capturing."

Zhao Tianyou turned around sharply and saw...another 'ghost' again!

Black robe, red face mask.

when?!

Without any time to think, Zhao Tianyou kicked his legs like a rabbit, broke away from the wall and threw forward. Almost at the same time, a huge rumbling sound was heard.

The wall cracked instantly.

It was a punch that opened a hole.

Zhao Tianyou's eyelids twitched.

Is this really what the assessment should be?

You call this an assessment?

Why does he feel like Nanxi Sword Sect wants to kill them all here?

Obviously, he has forgotten that the core point of this assessment is hide and seek.

Wu Fu's brain is reasonable.

But it's not too desperate at the moment, he still has the Lingbao that's useless.

"Come here, I will play with you again."

The continuous beatings made Zhao Tianyou feel very aggrieved.

But the reality is so cruel.

The red-faced ghost strode forward, stretched out his hands, and grabbed Zhao Tianyou's neck.

The latter pushed his right foot on the ground, used the force to pull back half of his body, and then crossed his palms and pressed down, hoping to force Dissipation.

The techniques are excellent, but unfortunately of little use.

When the strength of both sides is completely disproportionate, no matter how many techniques you use, they will be ineffective.

The red-faced ghost's hands were indeed pressed down to relieve some of the strength, but the strength of the subsequent upward punch was not weak at all.

A shot of Lushan Shenglongba forced Zhao Tianyou to retreat again.

"Fuck, that's unreasonable!"

Zhao Tianyou spat, then the ring in his left hand flashed with inspiration, he took out a pair of armor and put it on.

After finishing, he let out a sigh of relief.

With the armor body protection given by his father, he has a lot of confidence no matter what.

Although in his opinion, the fight between warriors should be fought with fists.

But...how can a spirit puppet be considered a human being?

It's time to eat, it's time to run.