Chapter 286 Eyes

None of the countless metal-colored flying needles fell down, because they were all directly isolated in midair.

I saw a layer of translucent green shield across the rain curtain. The size of the enchantment was just right to cover all the apprentices. Those ultra-high-speed metal flying needles hit the shield continuously, but only a few points burst out. After lighting up the silver brilliance, it faded away.

From the perspective of Anya and other apprentices, a star-studded sky appeared above their heads, and the brilliance of the stars flowed endlessly on the shield, but no light could penetrate this seemingly thin layer. But the indestructible energy enchantment, all the creatures shrouded in the "sky curtain" are extremely comfortable.

"Crash Stand Shield"! This is a real master-level conjuration spell. The size of the protective shield established depends entirely on the amount of magic power injected. The entire magic power output of a master-level powerhouse can even cover a small city. Now it is used to resist a very low-level official level. It is more than enough to attack and shelter a group of more than 300 apprentices in layers.

The iron-toothed crow's attack was a typical "wave". It didn't take long for the rain curtain of fine metal filaments to stop slowly.

Only now did the apprentices see clearly that at some point in the sky at this time, a man wearing a black-bottomed red-pattern robe appeared in the sky. The rain "automatically" dispersed in front of this man. Not a drop of rain can wet his robe.

The face of the mysterious visitor could not be seen clearly under the shadow of the hood, but the eyes that were burning with azure blue flames became more and more cold and strange against the gloomy sky, and in an instant, the cold aura emitted by that person It was as cold as if the whole world had been frozen.

"quack"!

The black-toothed Javen, with some sparse feathers, screamed in panic as if it had seen a ghost in mid-air, and it didn't have the arrogance and tyranny just now.

There was no doubt that it was punk who arrived.

It has to be said that Punk's killing intent is not concealed now, because he is in a very bad mood. Just now, Punk has dealt with the other four iron-toothed black crows flying to different exits one by one, and also He checked the other four apprentice teams as he wished, but the result made Punk very dissatisfied.

The apprentice he needs is the kind of person who is optimistic, strong and talented, but also needs to know how to keep a low profile, but in those four teams. There are quite a few optimistic and strong apprentices, but they are either stupid and bold who don't know anything, or they are crazy people who like to make friends everywhere.

As for things like talent... On the contrary, it is the easiest to find. Among the thousands of apprentices, there are many outstanding talents. To single out those apprentices who are truly gifted.

After wandering all the way but not gaining anything, Punk was naturally not happy, even looking at the iron-toothed black crow with a lot of feathers in front of him, he also felt displeased.

The Iron-toothed Crow is not stupid either. Although it is a bit arrogant, it still knows how to run when facing a powerful enemy that it is absolutely impossible to defeat.

Seeing Punk's expression was very unkind, the iron-toothed black crow, who had just enjoyed self-walking for less than five minutes, quickly turned around and wanted to escape.

But its speed of hundreds of times the speed of sound is almost no different from that of a snail in the eyes of a master-level powerhouse.

Before the iron-toothed crow flapped its wings, Punk's lavender mage's hand grabbed the desperately struggling crow like a chicken.

"Noisy".

Punk cast an annoyed glance at Crow, who was still struggling and flopping, and said something expressionless. At the same time, the mage's hand tightened a little bit.

"Crack! Crack".

Accompanied by the wailing that resounded through the rain, the bones of the Iron-toothed Black Crow were crushed by Punk. Of course, this degree of injury is not enough to kill the Iron-toothed Black Crow, but it is true. It just hurts.

Punk threw the howling Crow into a cage summoned by spells and ignored him. He looked at the apprentice on the ground, and asked coldly:

"Where's your team leader?"

"Over there".

Seeing Punk looking over, none of the apprentices dared to look at Punk, only a young apprentice who was in the front lowered his head timidly and pointed to a pile of blood-stained rubble beside him.

Peter, who was identified by the apprentice, did not continue to lie on the ground and pretend to be unconscious. He did not dare to play tricks in front of a master-level powerhouse, especially when the master-level powerhouse seemed to be in a bad mood.

During the period of falling in the gravel, Peter also recovered a lot of mobility. When he heard Punk calling him, he hurried over.

"Dear Lord Sai'an, do you have any orders?"

"It's nothing, I thought you were dead... The control of life energy is good, but it's embarrassing to use it in this kind of place."

Punk saw the little trick played by this official-level mage at a glance, but he was scanning the more than 300 apprentices who were trying to suppress the cry wholeheartedly. For the humble Peter, Punk only satirized him and stopped. said.

"Yes, yes, your lord is right, I am too useless."

How could Peter dare to refute, even though he was ashamed to be scolded in front of many apprentices, he could only stand in the rain with his head down and the appearance of "my lord's criticism is my honor".

I don't know when it started, but the torrential rain has gradually become smaller. Although the pattering raindrops have not stopped, the howling cold wind has stopped.

Perceiving the respectful and fearful gazes cast by these apprentices, Punk said nothing.

These children also disappointed Punk. From Punk’s point of view, they are no different from the previous four apprentice groups. Even after a group of half-grown little ghosts walked on the edge of life and death, they only have immature and boring hero worship. Those little devils with relatively good talents and full of longing for the future still pretended to be smart and talked non-stop to their companions around them, without any sense of low-key at all.

"Looks like it's a waste of time, and I have to go back to Ling to find a way. Sure enough, there won't be any real genius seedlings among the group of brats."

Punk thought about it displeased, and finally, he frowned helplessly, then lifted the cage full of crows again and prepared to leave.

"Eh? This brat seems a little different!"

Just when Punk was very disappointed and was about to admit that he was unlucky and turn away, a gaze that was different from all other apprentices entered Punk's perception.

It was a gaze full of curiosity, longing and joy, which was as conspicuous as a lamp in the dark under the simple adoration gazes of all the children.

Punk stopped and followed his gaze.

In an inconspicuous corner of the crowd, a girl with long black hair opened wide pale blue eyes and looked at her!