Those who had never seen Su Ye fight began to think, why have you never heard of the magic branch of the Great Summoner? Is there really any hidden magic profession?

Di Aotian and two small flame goblins looked up at their master and were full of worship.

It turns out that the master is so powerful!

The Persian student was stunned and half-believed and half-doubted: "Okay, then don't blame me if you lose."

Su Ye nodded and said, "Don't worry, I won't blame you. By the way, this servant of mine may have the bloodline of the God of Fire, which is extraordinary. The flame magic is far above me. I suggest you prepare advanced flame retardants when fighting, and admit defeat when it's time to give up. Don't think it's embarrassing to lose to the goblin."

"The great Persian magician will never lose to the goblin!" The Persian student looked extremely arrogant.

"Okay, I'm done with my kindness. Start."

Su Ye took Palos and took a few steps back.

Under the gaze of the trialists from all sides, a mage and a goblin looked at each other thirty meters apart.

Persian students appeared arrogant, but their eyes were extremely focused.

This made many people nod their heads secretly. Students who are qualified to try with the two major colleges of Athens are indeed not fools.

"start!"

A Persian student shouted in the distance.

Di Aotian raised his bones and pointed a finger at the Persian wizard.

"Fireball!"

Seeing the magic circle take shape instantly, before the fireball came out, the Persian mage judged that it was an instant fireball technique, and his mentality exploded. He cursed Persian swear words that the Greeks could not understand, and quickly rolled around.

Su Ye was stunned for a moment. This Persian student had something. All his opponents, even the bronze warrior Ravens, were not so accurate. This mage's judgment was no less than that of the old black iron.

Because this Persian student rolled sideways at the first time, he easily avoided the explosion range of fireball techniques.

The trialists on both sides are boiling.

"Can goblins use fireball?"

"It seems that there is really a divine bloodline..."

"Is the Great Summoner real?"

"Hidden magic profession, I didn't expect that such power would appear in Greece. This is very important information! We must report it to Emperor Darius!"

After dodging a big fireball, the Persian student immediately stood up, stared at Di Aotian, and then slowly recited the spell of the magic armor.

Di Aotian trotted forward slowly, chanting curse while running.

"Fireball!"

The Persian student rolled side again and shouted in pure Greek as he rolled: "I admit defeat!"

I was afraid that the goblins would not understand Persian.

The whole audience was in a bad mood.

"Move cast!"

"God-like goblin!"

Palos shook his hair and looked up at Su Ye.

Su Ye was also confused.

I can't even move and cast spells myself!

Generally, you have to go to the Holy Land to master it.

Palos whispered: "I believe Di Aotian is better than you."

Di Aotian stopped attacking and turned to look at Su Ye.

Su Ye coughed lightly and said, "Who will be next? I will compete for a place to go up the mountain for my deskmate in my arms."

A group of Persian students looked at Su Ye with strange eyes.

Everyone is a student of the Magic Academy. Who can’t tell that the fireball technique is no less than the Golden Mage?

All are wrong, don't pretend!

Go up now, I can't afford to serve you, the boss!

Persian nobles were arrogant, but the magician was not.

The "Persian power" just now looked disgusted and frowned: "Give you twenty places, go quickly. Master the hidden power of magic branches and run here to show off. The Greeks are indeed cunning."

Su Ye blinked and thought to himself, why are you Persians not playing according to the routine? I thought you were not convinced next time, so I asked me to challenge each other, and I was still waiting to earn scores!

Su Ye's face darkened and said, "Twenty places? I look down on us Greeks! Besides, why do you explain to your princess? No! I want to challenge the next 19 people! I want to see the true power of Persia!"

"Forty places to go up the mountain, there can be no more!" The "Persian Power" looked serious, as if he didn't hear Su Ye's last words.

The scam failed again, Su Ye tentatively said: "Fifty."

"Trade!" the man agreed immediately.

The rest of Persian students breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Ye turned around and looked at the students of the Athenian Noble Academy, and said with a deep regret: "Look at the Persians, look at you again. If you are half the Persians, why are you cheated by me? How can you score more points? In the future, confrontation with the Persian armies, how can I believe that you nobles can win! Wisdom is the power of Persia!"

The noble students were confused. What does it have to do with us? You can't deceive the Persians' grades, it's all our fault?

The Persian students did not give Su Ye a good face, and they did not forget to mock the Persians after taking advantage.

Su Ye waved to the people from Plato Academy and said, "We have seven places in one table, and there are three classmates in the same class. The other forty places are allocated to you. Students from Plato Academy, please discuss it yourself, we will go up first."

After Su Ye finished speaking, he took his deskmate to climb the mountain, and three classmates also walked out of the crowd and climbed together.

Amid the envious eyes of students from other schools, the students of Plato College went up the mountain one after another.

The mountain was 1,000 meters high, and the group quickly climbed to the top of the mountain.

Su Ye raised his foot and left the last ladder, looking forward.

The huge canopy is like a green sky above, each leaf is like a small boat, and the branches are as thick as roads.

Under the canopy that covers the sky, the trunks of the tree on the surface stand straight, like a thick black and brown city wall.

Ten abrupt branches were exploring down, two meters above the ground.

At the end of each branch, there is a yellowish fruit hanging on it.

Ten earthy yellow fruits as big as babies' fists are lined up in a row, some are small and some are large, and some are light and some are dark in color.

The surface of the ten fruits is not ordinary peel, but is condensed by pure earthy yellow light.

In front of this giant tree, the people under the tree are like little ants.

"His Excellency Su Ye... His Highness Palos..." A voice full of surprise sounded.

Su Ye looked over and saw a familiar face jogging over with an extremely standard aristocratic surprise face.

The man was wearing exquisite black leather armor, with a decent cut, attached with gorgeous gold wire patterns, setting off his upright figure.

Behind the man, twenty or thirty fully armed warriors and mages also hurriedly followed.

Haennas of the Agala Hero Family, the former owner of Dragon’s Beauty Restaurant, and a nearly shareholder of Supernova Chamber of Commerce.

While trotting, Haennas carefully observed Su Ye and Palos. When he found that Palos and Su Ye had a strange sense of tacit understanding and intimacy, even though he was prepared in his heart, even if he had seen the ancient token, an incredible light burst out in his eyes.

The only legitimate daughter of Pan Diweng's family was held by Su Ye.

"Hmph." Palos glanced at Haennas with disdain, turned his head and ignored him, and continued to look at the surrounding environment.

The top of the mountain is flat and the ground is dark. Only that big tree ranks among them, as if it is the only king on this mountain.

In addition to people like Haennas, there are also people from different forces living in various places, including students from aristocratic colleges, students from Plato colleges, and external trialists.

Among them, the largest and most eye-catching are a group of Persians.

There are also some magic huts here, and even magic villas.

However, there was a Persian-style magical palace where the Persians were located, occupying a large corner of the top of the mountain.

The palace is snow-white all over, with a huge green round dome, full of golden patterns. There is a pool fountain at the entrance of the palace, and even green trees on both sides.

If you hold a magic villa to treat this place as a wild tour, then holding a magic palace is like treating this place as your own territory.

Even Palos, who is a demigod family, couldn't help but look at the Magic Palace more.

On the throne at the entrance of the Magic Palace, a woman wearing a purple long skirt and white veil looked over.

The woman's eyes were deep, like a starry night.

The moment he saw Palos, a hint of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes.

She had never seen a girl with such blue eyes, like the blue lake on the top of a snow-capped mountain, as if she had the magical power to purify her soul.

Finally, the Persian woman's eyes fell on the golden Medusa necklace on Palos's chest, as if she had remembered something, and the starry night was turbulent again.

The Persian woman sat on a throne inlaid with gold and gems, and nodded slightly to Palos.

Palos also saw that the Persian woman had an extraordinary identity and nodded slightly.
To be continued...