Global Weird: I Can Simulate In Advance

Southern Border Capital, the city of Gu!

In a huge building similar to the Colosseum, there is a lot of people, and a full 100,000 spectators watch the only two events a year here.

Spell Contest!

"Whoa whoa!"

The sound waves in the entire huge venue are one after another, as if the whole country is celebrating together... In fact, the people who can come here to watch the battle are either rich or expensive, and they are all the rich and powerful in the southern border.

They are carefree, and of course they feel happy when they watch the excitement.

Inside and outside the venue are completely two worlds.

city ​​gate.

A tall figure in black robe came from the north gate of Gu City, passing through unrepaired muddy grounds, countless poor people sleeping on the streets, passing orphans who lost their parents one after another...

finally.

He walked into the inner city of Gu City - the paradise of nobles.

If the outer city of Gu City is a slum, then the inner city is a completely rich area.

Looking around, there are magnificent entertainment clubs everywhere, each of which is a noble in gold and silver.

The dogs that the ladies walked were all dressed in Shu brocade silk and satin from the Daluo Dynasty. A piece of cloth the size of a palm could feed hundreds of poor people in southern Xinjiang.

There are too many people in the weird world.

Human life is naturally worthless.

The capital of the Southern Border, the city of Gu.

The inner city of the aristocracy is full of music every night.

In the outer urban areas of the poor, people are cheaper than dogs.

In the center of the inner city, which is two streets in front of the Nanjiang Palace, the appearance of the Colosseum-like Bidou venue was magnificent, and the cheers from inside could be heard even across a few streets.

inside the field.

Thousands of spectators cheered and shouted.

For ordinary rich people, this is a rare time when they can see the sorcerer who is usually aloof in the ring fighting desperately.

For the Southern Border dignitaries, the best in the arena may be the future three talents, four elephants, and even five elements level magicians, all of which can be attracted.

Even those geniuses who have been rare for several years, even the King of Southern Border, can't help but throw an olive branch.

And this time.

At the highest point of the auditorium, 100 meters away from the arena, there are twenty-eight exquisite thrones, arranged in steps, the first row is lower than the second row, and will not block the sight of the people behind.

As for the distance between the 100-meter high platform and the ring, it is too far to see clearly?

A person who can sit here, even an ant thousands of meters away, has a way to see the cilia on his body.

On the twenty-eight thrones, twenty-seven figures were seated, and many glamorous maids in cool clothes were holding trays with melons, fruits, cakes, and wine on them.

Of course, beauties can also be picked by you.

These twenty-eight thrones represent the twenty-eight branch campuses in the Southern Border, except for the Southern Border Headquarters.

Every winter and summer, the magic competition is held in Gu City, and it is when these campuses are showing off their skills, and they don't mind sending their outstanding students to the Southern Border Headquarters.

Because every time they send one, the reward from the Central Headquarters will make them unable to refuse.

And there are participation prizes for participation.

Therefore, there is basically no situation where the branch campuses in Southern Xinjiang do not send students to participate...with one exception.

Twenty-eight thrones, twenty-seven powerful magicians, are all leading teachers sent by the branch.

One is empty.

"Everyone used to say that there is no need to set up the seat of the Guxue campus, but it was because of the old man Xia Houli, and he didn't dare to cancel it. Hehe... Now there is no such trouble."

A middle-aged magician sneered.

"Not only did people die, but the castle was burned. It seems that our twenty-eighth branch in Southern Border will be called the twenty-seventh branch in the future."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The conjurers burst into laughter.

"Hey, His Royal Highness, I don't need twenty-seven chairs for this winter's spell competition."

Valley body

A magician turned his head and smiled at the top seat behind.

The top of the twenty-eight thrones is a throne inlaid with gems. Although it seems to be in a row with the thrones next to it, it is actually a few centimeters up.

Sitting on the throne, was a fat man dressed in brocade clothes and a crown - the King of Southern Borders.

"Hehe, Mr. Cam is right."

The fat, fair-skinned King of Southern Border smiled, his face was very kind, and his smile gave people a sense of intimacy.

Again.

In the weird world, no powerful person is trash.

Either his wisdom is like a demon, or his strength is extraordinary, or he must be a powerful man.

And what kind of Southern Border King is?

It doesn't seem to count.

Wisdom is average, and he has been in power for ten years and has not done anything major, nor has he ever made a fool of himself.

The strength is average. As the king of a country, he is only a different blood warrior in the early stage of Liuhe, which is a bit worse than the old king.

Mediocre, love to laugh.

It seems to be the only two labels the world has for this Southern Border King.

"King of Southern Border, toast to you."

"Come on, the magic competition is over, let's toast the King of Southern Borders!"

A group of sorcerers raised their glasses to the King of Southern Border and invited him to drink.

The King of Southern Borders is a Liuhe-level alien blood warrior, and they are basically a group of four-image-level magicians. This time, only two five-element-level old teachers came over.

The King of Southern Borders is considerate and considerate.

Why?

It's not them, but the Southern Border Headquarters, the Central Headquarters of the Magic Academy, and the entire magic world.

Therefore, in front of the King of Southern Borders, these leading teachers know the etiquette and measure.

Just like the magician killed a small officer in the southern border, the king of the southern border would not have an opinion.

If the Southern Border King kills an ordinary branch school teacher, as long as there is a reason for the incident, then the Magic Academy will not bother with him.

In the weird world, what you say and do depends on the identities of both parties.

"Thank you all."

The King of Southern Border happily toasted and drank with everyone.

After he put down the wine glass, a beautiful maid came slowly and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, the three winners have come to the stage, and they can present awards at any time."

"Then..."

The Southern Border King slowly got up.

"Also ask the king to present awards to the students."

A group of magicians said with a smile~www.novelmt.com~ The reward for the top three places to enter the Southern Border Headquarters is the instruction of the Central Headquarters, but the rest of the gold and silver treasures and sacrificial vessels have always been from the Southern Border Country. out.

"Hehe, good, good, this king is also very happy to see so many young talents in the magic world."

The King of Southern Borders walked to the edge of the high platform with a smile.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!!!"

The 100,000 spectators, or the 100,000 Southern Border subjects, suddenly shouted like a tsunami.

"This king announces!"

The King of Southern Border pressed his hands down to signal his subjects to be quiet. At the same time, his voice was muffled. He didn't need any amplification equipment, and the voice could clearly spread throughout the huge competition venue, resounding in the ears of 100,000 subjects:

"This year's Magic Academy, the summer competition on the Nanjiang campus, the top three are..."