Lindsey Beyoncé came out of the trial tower.

Although it was another failed attempt.

But she clearly felt her growth.

This kind of growth is not magical growth.

It is her accumulation of experience.

She recalled her previous attempts.

She could clearly know where she was wrong in her previous attempts.

Some mistakes were not realized at the time.

But when I look back now, I find that it is so outrageous.

But Lindsey Beyoncé doesn't plan to continue.

She was so tired today.

At this moment, she felt extremely tired physically and mentally.

Originally, she wanted to take a shower and then have a good night's sleep.

However, as soon as I walked to the open space in front, I found that I had built a platform at some point.

There was a circle of people around, and Mavi and Moore were fighting on the stage.

Lindsey Beyoncé remembers Mavie.

Jolin Nash said that Mavie was the one she had joined the Supernatural Society before.

And the awakening time is very short.

But it took Mavie only two days to pass the first floor.

Thinking that the progress of the first floor of his trial tower was still far away, Lindsey Beyoncé was heartbroken.

But what really made Lindsey Beyoncé remember Mavie was not her strength.

But she is a person who is more difficult to get close to than herself.

Mavi's magic is very special, she uses sonic waves to attack enemies.

But compared to More, it is a little worse.

Moore uses clone magic.

Although he is only over sixteen years old now, his magic is far better than Mavie in terms of experience and strength.

So the result is naturally self-evident, and Moore easily defeated Mavie.

Mavi shrugged and walked off the ring without saying a word.

Mavie has so far only tried in the Trial Tower.

But Moore has accumulated a lot of practical experience.

So Mavie's failure is taken for granted.

"Who will accompany me to practice next?" Moore was quite arrogant.

Anyway, the first-line combat power will not be raised, and the strongest ones in the second-line combat power have also received quotas.

So I definitely won't come up to make things difficult for him.

So he can be arrogant.

At this moment, Colan ran up.

"More, I'll play with you."

Moore rolled his eyes: "So you forget it."

To be honest, although Colan is the son of England, Moore is the leader of Colan.

Many of the things in Colan are taught by Moore.

Under the ring, everyone looked at English with interest.

"Engelit, do you think Colan can win?" Gaia asked in a deliberately joking tone.

"How could it be that Korlan is not as cunning as Moore."

At this time, Colan on the ring took the lead in attacking.

He already inherited the English bloodline and had a very high speed.

He headed straight for Moore.

Although he could not achieve his father's almost perverted burst.

But he is still confident that his speed is far beyond ordinary people.

At least Moore must not be able to react.

In an instant, he rushed to Moore and made a face in front of Moore.

Looking at Moore's panic, Koran was slightly proud: "You lost."

As he said that, Colan had reached out to push Moore.

"No, you lost."

The moment Corran contacted Moore, Moore suddenly showed a strange smile.

At this time, Colan realized that something was wrong, but he couldn't stop his movements.

The moment he contacted Moore, Moore suddenly exploded.

Koran screamed, flew out and fell under the ring.

Of course, after all, it is his own person, and Moore cannot take ruthless action against him.

Although Koran was embarrassed, he only suffered a little skin trauma and soon stood up.

"More, how is it possible, why did your body explode?"

"Who said that I am the original body?"

"No, that's the clone. I remember very clearly. I remember any movements you made on the ring, including how many times you used the clone magic and what kind of movements you had."

"Sorry, I forgot to tell you, I learned a new magic, and the body and the clone can be switched at will, so the clone may be the body, and the body may be the clone."

Koran was depressed: "Do you have to be so serious when competing with me?"

In fact, he has to know that he can't beat Moore.

Their gap is still very obvious.

"Jolyn Nash, what are they doing?"

"A game, can't you see it?"

"Meet? Why? Or is it a regular event day for the Supernatural Association?"

"None is, it's for participating in the battle of the Holy Glory once a year."

“What kind of activity is this?”

"It means gathering the most outstanding psychics in the world in the past decade, then selecting ten people and giving them the title of the Holy Glory," said Jolin Nash.

"That is to see the most outstanding psychic in the world?"

"You want to participate? Go and try it."

Lindsey Beyoncé went on the ring with great enthusiasm.

She has made obvious progress, but the gap in strength lies there.

There are no ups and downs, and Moore has no nonsense.

It was very straightforward, and Moore kicked her in the butt and then rolled off the ring.

Lindsey Beyoncé was very depressed.

But if you lose, you lose, she is very happy.

Returning to Jolin Nash, he asked, "How much is the difference between me and that boy?"

"If magic alone, he is about twenty times yours, and if destructive power is in terms of it, he is hundreds of times yours."

“Is there such a big gap between us?”

"The difference in magic value can be made up, but the destructive power is the difference in attributes. At the same level, you cannot be stronger than his destructive power. There is also the gap in practical experience. It is difficult to use accurate values ​​to make conclusions, but Moore and the president participated in several battles."

"That means, I can't get this place, right?"

"If you can't get it, that's all your strength."

"Okay." Lindsey Beyoncé had no choice, although she felt a little unwilling.

After all, she is not qualified to ask others to take her back door.
To be continued...