Versatile Mage’s Reversal Attributes

ancient capital.

The time of the monster hunting competition that Ye Chenfeng mentioned is getting closer and closer, and many new faces are appearing in this thousand-year-old city.

Among them, the number of foreigners is surprisingly large. You can see groups of foreigners almost as soon as you go out on the street.

“Damn, aren’t there too many people here? They’re all old guys who have been famous internationally for a long time.” Zhao Manyan looked around and saw that there were almost no young guys.

Of course.

After all, the entry requirements for this monster hunting competition are ridiculously high, and only super-class magicians can participate.

Among the current generation of young mages, very few have entered the super level.

"It seems we have to stick together." Zhe Luo said in a deep voice.

If we only talk about cultivation, these people will suffer a lot of losses.

Now, those who arrived at the ancient capital in advance have already found accommodation, and a group of famous young mages like Zhe Luo, Zhao Manyan, Irene, Heidi, etc. have gathered together again after half a year.

“Hehe~ Actually, we are not necessarily at a disadvantage. Right, Goddess Asharuya?” Zhao Manyan laughed.

"I'm sorry, we are still at a disadvantage." Asharuya said lightly.

She naturally knew what Zhao Manyan wanted to say. Although the Twelve Holy Souls were powerful, they were not knights with loyal beliefs like the Knights Hall. For them, the more they used the Holy Souls, the greater the rejection reaction would be.

Moreover, the power of faith is now a non-renewable resource, so if you use it a little, it will be gone. Unless it comes to a critical moment, Asharuya will never use it.

"Hahaha~ Are you little brats planning to participate in the monster hunting competition?"

In the huge living room, a young man who was about 30 or 40 years old laughed.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a young person who doesn't know the immensity of the world. It really made me laugh."

He turned around and looked at the group of old friends at his table and said with a smile.

"Are you right?"

"Wang He, why bother with a bunch of kids?"

"It's just Lao Wang. What's wrong with a bunch of little brats? Everyone has a period of boasting."

"Maybe they are just taking an entrance test and coming here to broaden their horizons~"

Several people were chatting with each other, and although they seemed to be defending everyone, to Asharuya and others, it was full of ridicule.

“Damn it, these old guys are taking advantage of their age!” Zhao Manyan’s mouth twitched.

"Ok?"

Wang He's expression changed and his face suddenly became serious.

"Brat, don't get carried away just because you became a super-class magician by chance.

The world is very big, don't provoke the wrong people.

Take my advice. Young man, I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice. "

Oh shit!

Zhao Manyan's temper flared up immediately.

Ever since gaining Ba Xia's favor, Zhao Manyan has automatically regarded him as a local boss.

This old guy is actually showing off his presence in front of him?
"Don't be impulsive. That person... everyone at that table has very high cultivation levels. If we start a fight, we're basically going to lose." Branqie said in a deep voice.

"Are their skills even better than yours, teacher?" Heidi asked with her eyes wide open.

"I don't know the details of these people, but I know the one with the hooked nose and blue eyes. He is a member of the American Congress and his strength is unfathomable.

Anyone who can sit at the same table with him must have a high level of cultivation."

Everyone was shocked by what Bran said. They didn't expect that these guys were even more powerful than they imagined.

The ancient capital is now really full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. Anyone who comes out at random is likely to be a hidden boss in the world.

"Who said I was going to fight him?"

Zhao Manyan was speechless and asked, "Am I such a stupid person?"

Under the gaze of the two groups of people, Zhao Manyan walked towards the kitchen. After a while, he came out again.

Zhao Manyan held a white porcelain bowl filled with salt and came to Wang He under everyone's round eyes.

"Yes, although it's only one-tenth of my meal."

A bowl full of salt was placed in front of Wang He.

"What do you mean?" Wang He was dumbfounded.

"Didn't you say you've eaten more salt than I've eaten rice? I can eat ten bowls of rice in one meal.

Alas, I know that too. Old people don’t have any other hobbies except bragging.

I was afraid that you wouldn’t be able to eat it and it would be a waste, so I only brought you one bowl.

As long as you eat this bowl of rice... No, this bowl of salt, I will believe that you have eaten more salt than I have eaten rice." Zhao Manyan said seriously.

"you!"

Wang He's face turned red.

Zhao Manyan's high-profile behavior attracted the attention of everyone in the store, and some even treated him like a monkey on the street.

"Oh, old man, why is your face red? Is your blood pressure high?"

Zhao Manyan's face was full of genuine concern, and his tone was also very sincere.

"Come, come, come~"

"I'm familiar with this ancient capital. There's a hospital right in the northeast corner. I'll take you there to have a look."

"Pfft~"

"Guest, are you mistaken?"

At this moment, the waiter who was serving the dishes suddenly laughed out loud.

"There is indeed a hospital in the northeast corner facing this store, but it is not an ordinary hospital for treating illnesses. It is a hospital for treating mental patients."

A hospital that treats the mentally ill... isn't that just a mental hospital?

When Wang He thought of this, his face turned blue and purple, and he was very angry.

"Hahaha~~This little brother really has a good mouth."

"You are very eloquent. Not bad~"

"Today's events are really interesting. I didn't expect this little guy to actually take out a bowl of salt. This is something I didn't expect."

The diners watching the show around couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Zhao Manyan actually brought the salt over. This is totally unexpected." Ai Jiangtu shook his head.

"I see..." Irene thought thoughtfully, "So that senior said he had eaten more salt than we had rice. Was he just bragging?"

No, I think he does eat more salt than you eat rice.

Ai Jiangtu thought silently.

After all, you only eat bread every day and hardly eat rice.

"Asshole, is this how your family taught you to talk to your elders?!"

Wang He released his super magician's pressure, hoping to see the other party's fear, but he was disappointed. Zhao Manyan was like a normal person, even tickling his nose, not taking him seriously at all!
Another person came in from outside.

"what happened?"

Wang He turned around and saw that the person coming was Han Ji, the president of the Ancient Capital Bell Tower Magic Association.

Seeing Han Ji looking over, he subconsciously restrained his aura.

You know, the manager of this monster hunting competition in the ancient capital is Han Ji.

The hotel where everyone is staying now, as well as all other venues, are provided by the Clock Tower Magic Association.

If you offend him, it might have an impact on the subsequent monster hunting competition.

But Wang He is not a coward.

"This brat..."

"Excuse me, President Han, we were just playing a joke on these kids."

Suddenly, the American congressman stopped Wang He's action and nodded slightly to Han Ji.

Seeing that nothing happened, Han Ji didn't pay much attention to it and called Zhao Manyan and others, "You guys, follow me."

Everyone present just watched these young people leave with Han Ji.

"Brother Kara, what do you mean by suddenly stopping me?" Wang He frowned.

He originally wanted to teach this disrespectful youngster a lesson in front of Han Ji.

At least this kid with dyed yellow hair must apologize to him.

“We have to be cautious. The people who can come here are not ordinary people in your daily life, no matter their strength or status.

You should curb your arrogance from the past."

Kara said in a deep voice, "I originally thought that the Asian man looked familiar, so I checked it out, but I didn't expect it to be him."

He showed the message on his phone.

Several people came over and read it word by word.

Zhao Manyan, the patriarch of the Zhao family, monopolizes most of the auctions around the world.

But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is the next one.

This person is a close friend of the head of the Ye family!
"S~"

Several people took a breath of cold air.

Oh my god, this plain-looking yellow-haired guy is actually related to Ye Chenfeng, and they are close friends? !
Doesn't this mean that if you offend this yellow-haired guy, it would be equivalent to offending the organizer of this competition?
Ye Chenfeng is a powerful figure who even killed emperors, so this has nothing to do with them.

But the Philosopher's Stone is related!
If that golden-haired guy secretly complained to Ye Chenfeng... then wouldn't their trip be in vain?
For a moment, the companions who came with Wang He looked at him with changed eyes.

The two people sitting next to him subconsciously moved their chairs away from him.

Wang He was deeply regretful at this moment.

Who would have known that a random kid on the street would have such a powerful background!
Not to mention that he is Ye Chenfeng's good friend, even the identity of the head of the Zhao family is not comparable to him.

"So, what should we do now?"

"Don't you Asians like to give gifts? When the time comes, you can prepare an expensive gift and apologize sincerely.

He certainly can't do anything to you. After all, although he is young, he is still the head of the Zhao family."

Wang He's mouth twitched.

What the hell, I'm going to give a gift to a little kid in his early twenties, and I even have to bend down to apologize?

Damn it, even if this kid’s age is twice as old, I still have to call him Big Brother!

How can I lose face like this?
"Brother Wang, we seek truth from facts and only want to have a clear conscience. If there is responsibility, we will take it. If there is no responsibility, we will not take it (everyone takes responsibility for their own actions. You take responsibility for what you have done)."

"That's right. Brother Wang, we are all friends. If you don't want to go, then don't go (Don't go? If you don't go, then we are not friends anymore. Do you know that your current behavior will implicate us)."

"Old Wang, you should be more careful about what you say and do in the future, and don't create any bad influence (what if you don't go and cause trouble for us? It's just a few words, go quickly!)."

Of all the people at the table, only the American congressman looked confused and didn't understand anything.

No, are you all so easy to talk to?
You guys are so kind!
It seems that I have to be the bad guy.

"Wang He, go and apologize to Patriarch Zhao. Look at your friends. Aren't you afraid of affecting them and dragging them down as well?" the American congressman said in a deep voice.

"Hey~ It's okay, it's okay..."

"It's just a small matter..."

"It's just a little bit of weathering. I don't care about it..."

Wang He: "..."

Mom sells batches!
……

"By the way, why don't you see Mo Fan?"

Han Ji was a little uncomfortable not seeing Mo Fan, the noisy guy, in such a big scene.

"Um...he has a special mission to do now." Zhao Manyan laughed.

Mo Fan is currently discussing with a group of people how to revive the legendary Holy Totem Beast.

Besides, he already has the Superman system, so there is not much point in him participating in this competition.

Not long after, everyone saw Ye Chenfeng, Ying Su and others.

"Hey~ Long time no see." Ye Chenfeng greeted with a smile.

Almost half a year has passed since Ye Chenfeng went into seclusion. During this period, he turned away almost all the people he was going to meet, leaving only some philosopher's stones.

Now that the retreat is over, it is almost time for the monster hunting competition to begin.

“Oh my god, Old Ye. The number of people gathered this time is incredible. There are so many awesome people.” Zhao Manyan exclaimed.

Ai Jiangtu nodded seriously, "The mages I met when I came here were all very skilled, and it was almost impossible for them to win in a fight."

At this point, everyone's faces became noticeably gloomier.

Their strength is already the best among the younger generation, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are the leaders among various countries.

After breaking through to the super level, they thought they would achieve greater success, but the current situation has really dealt them a heavy blow.

Among the super-class magicians participating in the competition now, there is no doubt that they are at the bottom, the worst one.

Just over two years ago, they were showing off their glory to the world in Venice, the city of water, but now they can only barely get the standards to participate in the competition.

Most of them are now at the first super level, and there are very few at the second super level. Even among the awakened magic systems, there is mostly only one super level magic system.

Although no one said it on the surface, everyone still felt that what Wang He and his people said was right.

They are just supporting roles now, serving to set off the supporting roles of the older predecessors. They just come here to buy a ticket and go through the motions.

Looking at the expressions of the crowd, Ye Chenfeng naturally knew what they were thinking in their hearts.

"Haha~Are you all so unconfident?"

No one speaks.

This is not a question of self-confidence, but the fact that some of the contestants are more than a generation older than them. There is no fairness in this kind of competition at all.

"Then...how about I teach you a unique skill?" (End of this chapter)