Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 283 Who do you think you are to represent Linghu?

The two people who appeared were a man and a woman. The man was tall and muscular, handsome, and dressed like a swordsman.

The woman's appearance was relatively ordinary, and she seemed to be in her thirties, but she was wearing a beautiful sky blue robe and a wizard hat that was almost half the size of her body, which made her look a bit cute.

The stronger of the two is the female, who is close to the late level of level two. But the moment she walked out of the bushes and discovered Ronan, the handsome young man dressed as a swordsman immediately protected the wizard woman behind him with a vigilant look on his face. It seems that the two are in a relationship.

Ronan glanced at the two of them calmly and continued walking forward.

Not long after, there were footsteps behind him. The woman in the blue robe stopped in front of Ronan, panting, and bowed apologetically, "Sorry, sir, Lawrence is not from our circle. He doesn't understand many rules. We don't mean to disrespect you."

Ronan shook his head to indicate that it was nothing.

The woman apologized to Ronan repeatedly. The neckline of her robe was very open, and every time she bowed, a large area of ​​snow-white cleavage would be "inadvertently" revealed.

Ronan frowned slightly, ignored the woman and walked past her.

After a few breaths, I seemed to hear the faint sound of two people arguing behind me. There was a man questioning loudly, and a woman yelled angrily - "You insisted on following me!" "Damn it! If you want to die, don't drag me with you..."

After walking around the bushes a few times, I felt completely at peace.

Many wizards came here to seek qualifications, and Ronan met a few of them. Except for a third-level wizard, the rest were around the middle and late second level.

Everyone was very alert and disappeared immediately after discovering Ronan. Perhaps there were more ways leading to the gatekeeper of Linghu Lake than the one he was taking now.

After walking for about two hourglasses' time, Ronan used his mental power to detect a large number of wizards gathered in a valley ahead. If nothing unexpected happened, the destination should be there.

Stepping into the quiet valley and walking a short distance along the moss-covered rocky path, Ronan saw a not-too-large flat area in front of him.

A huge banyan tree, which has been alive for who knows how many years, stands at one end of the open space in a half-bent and collapsed posture, with layer upon layer of dense branches and leaves, and only faint sunlight leaking through the branches.

A dozen people dressed as wizards were standing scattered under a huge banyan tree, and deafening snoring sounds continued to come from under the tree.

Ronan's appearance caused some people to turn around and look at him. The crowd quickly dispersed to a small area, and Ronan walked over safely. He saw that the snoring sound came from the trunk of the banyan tree. There, pieces of raised black bark gathered into an extremely old face, with a big mouth opening and closing, and it seemed that the person was sleeping soundly.

No one spoke, including several third-level wizards. Everyone was staring at the banyan tree-man face sleeping soundly in front of them, as if waiting for something.

Several groups of people arrived one after another, including the witch and swordsman couple that Ronan had met before. The two seemed to have reconciled, and the witch in the blue robe had almost half of her body stuck to the handsome swordsman.

Noticing Ronan's gaze sweeping over, the young swordsman subconsciously hugged the female wizard tighter in his arms, but the latter tried to break free and smiled at Ronan.

"That's enough people."

Suddenly, a voice rang out among the crowd. It came from a thin third-level wizard in a gray robe. "You can wake up the gatekeeper now."

There were a few hums from the side, which was considered a response. The gray-robed wizard turned his gaze to Ronan. Ronan didn't say anything, so he took the initiative to step forward a few steps, walked to the old man's face on the trunk of the banyan tree, and respectfully called out: "Master Tataka, Master Tataka."

The call was covered by snoring, and this process lasted for several minutes. Ronan suspected that the gray-robed wizard who was speaking had almost dry mouth, and the deafening snoring slowly stopped.

Accompanied by the rustling sound of branches and leaves, the banyan tree face woke up from a deep sleep, mumbling.

"How long have I slept? Did you get twenty people together so quickly?"

"Yes Master Tataka, there are already twenty of us here."

The grey-robed wizard answered respectfully.

The gatekeeper named Tataka lowered a branch, rubbed the resin that had condensed at the corners of his eyes, and squinted his eyes to look at everyone in the field.

Finally, his eyes fell on one of them, and he said coldly: "You, you don't count! This little guy with almost no wizard talent will only waste Tataka's precious time here..."

Everyone's eyes on the field were focused on the young swordsman who came with the blue-robed female wizard, and the blue-robed female wizard almost instantly put some distance between them.

The young swordsman who was named was stared at by dozens of cold eyes. His handsome face turned red. Even the blue-robed female wizard who was traveling with him was unwilling to pay attention to him. In the end, he could only retreat in hatred.

After driving away the swordsman, the gatekeeper Tataka counted the number of people again, then nodded and said slowly: "Now you can show your sincerity one by one, and I will judge whether you are qualified to enter the Spirit Lake."

Ronan was still pondering the meaning of the gatekeeper tree man's words when the gray-robed wizard who had earlier awakened the tree man was the first to step forward and respectfully presented a ring that emitted a faint spatial fluctuation with both hands.

Unexpectedly, the gatekeeper tree man just glanced at him, then passed by and said lightly: "Next."

The gray-robed wizard's face suddenly changed, and he was about to say something when several branches fell from the top, blocking him and pushing him aside.

At this time, someone came forward with a sneer. He was also one of the few third-level wizards in the field. This person took out a basket of fruits that exuded a strange fragrance.

Smelling the fragrance of the fruit, the gatekeeper tree man's eyes suddenly lit up. He couldn't wait to grab the basket with his branch arms and pour it into his mouth, chewing until the juice flew everywhere.

"Okay, this is a delicacy that Tataka likes. Once you pass the test, please stand aside. I will arrange for you to enter later."

The third-level wizard who presented the miraculous fruit walked aside with a smile, his smug look hard to conceal. It was obvious that he must have made some plans in advance and knew how to gain the so-called approval of the gatekeeper.

The third wizard came forward soon after.
Ronan couldn't help but frown as he watched the scene unfold.

"What is this? If I want to enter the selection, I have to find a way to please the gatekeeper first?"

"Many schools of thought had similar rules in the past, so it's not surprising. The original intention was just to let later wizards understand the value of passing on knowledge."

Alazan answered in his mind.

"I'm totally unprepared, but I want to go in. Do you have any good suggestions?"

Ronan saw that most of the wizards' carefully prepared "gifts" were sneered at by the gatekeeper tree man. A second-level wizard told a very cold joke and was allowed to enter. The rules for passing this level were simply untraceable. "You can try to use magic stones. Most magical creatures have a need for this."

Ronan nodded and said nothing more.

Among the more than twenty wizards, five of them were allowed to enter one after another. Two of them presented gifts that the gatekeeper tree man liked, one told jokes, one cleaned the old skin on the tree man's body, and finally the female wizard who came with the young swordsman passed in an unexpected way - she took off her robe in front of everyone and showed her pretty good and plump body to the gatekeeper tree man.

Because Ronan never took the initiative to step forward, it was finally Ronan's turn after everyone had tried.

"Well, how can you show your sincerity?"

After experiencing a round of "offerings", the tone and posture of the gatekeeper tree man were very different from the initial ones. It was full of arrogance and impatience. It looked at Ronan and used a few bent branches to dig out its tree-hole-shaped ears.

"I'd like to make it clear in advance that Lord Tataka is not interested in men."

The blue-robed female wizard standing in the group of those who passed couldn't help but proudly puff out her unusually plump chest when she heard this.

"Snapped--"

A low-level magic stone hit the gatekeeper treeman's protruding nose accurately, then bounced off and fell to the ground, rolling several times.

"Open the door."

Ronan put his hand down, looked at the tree man in front of him calmly, and spoke.

"Uh"

The gatekeeper tree man stopped picking his ears and stared at Ronan in astonishment. The other wizards on the field were also stunned.

At this moment, it was eerily quiet under the banyan tree.

"What did you say?"

"Whoosh whoosh-"

The ancient banyan tree made a noise, and the tree man seemed to climb up from the ground. He approached Ronan with his old face, "What did you just say? Repeat it again."

"I said, open the door."

Ronan casually pointed at the magic stone on the ground and added seriously, "Please hurry up."

"Swish—"

In the next breath, the dense branches and leaves above everyone's heads and the ground beneath their feet all began to tremble.

An extremely suppressed rage erupted from the huge banyan tree in front of everyone.

"You rude boy! You have succeeded in angering me. On behalf of Linghu, I will teach you a lesson you will never forget..."

"Roar--"

The enraged tree man let out a huge and terrifying roar. The void trembled, and the entire old banyan tree on the platform rose from the ground. Countless branches and vines grew rapidly like a witch's hair, rushing towards Ronan from all directions.

All the wizards on the platform changed color and quickly retreated.

Only Ronan did not move, his expression remained calm and peaceful.

"It seems that your method doesn't work very well, Alazan."

"."

Alazan remained silent.

"Then you can only try my method."

After Ronan finished speaking, he took a light step towards the countless banyan tree branches, leaves and vines that were attacking him like giant pythons and spears.

In the consciousness space, a spiritual power crystal lit up, followed by the second and the third.
Eleven spiritual power crystals bloomed at the same time, and a rich amber-like golden halo was suddenly released from his body.

"boom!"

An invisible and terrifying pressure field spread out, and the void was distorted in an instant. The long white hair broke free from the constraints of the hair accessories and rose up silently.

Ronan walked forward step by step, like a rising golden sun passing through the dark clouds, and countless branches and vines were crushed into pieces by the spiritual force field he naturally emitted.
"Who do you think you are to represent Linghu?"

"If I have to beg for mercy and beg for mercy to get in, then I won't enter this spiritual lake."

A calm and cold voice rang out in the small space. All the fellow wizards were horrified, and some of them even uttered the word "dawn?" with trembling voice.

The gatekeeper treeman Tataka roared angrily, but at a certain moment
Suddenly, all the wildly dancing branches and vines were restrained. A huge banyan giant knelt on one knee and used both hands to tear open his chest. A blue vortex-shaped entrance appeared there.

The tree man turned to Ronan and spoke in a low but respectful voice.

“Congratulations, you’re the only one who made it through.

The gate of Linghu is open to you."

(End of this chapter)