Two Realms: I am a Genius Magician

There are no colorful time tunnels for you to travel through, nor is there a process of the world collapsing and rebuilding.

Without any transition, Han Qianfei abruptly stood up from lying in the coffin, and the scene before him was like a television screen that had suddenly been turned on.

I really time-traveled!

Han Qianfei's heart pounded. He never expected that he could reach the extraordinary. He never expected that the world was not as simple as it seemed. His life had changed.

The initial period after transmigrating was uncertain and also the most dangerous. Han Qianfei suppressed his excitement and forced himself to calmly observe the situation.

He found himself standing in a crowd, with others dressed similarly to him, which led him to guess that he must have entered the Beggars' Sect of another world.

He silently gave Liu Li a thumbs up in his heart. The old transmigrator was indeed experienced. If he were still wearing his original clothes, wouldn't he have been directly exposed?

Han Qianfei was not worried about becoming a beggar. His current predicament was only temporary. As long as he contacted Lion Timber Company, he could return to the organization and develop steadily.

Looking around, the open space was surrounded by a wooden fence, which was quite high, about three meters tall.

Scanning the crowd, he realized that the people here were of all races, with Asians, whites, and blacks evenly distributed, and everyone stood silently in place, without saying a word.

Ten minutes had passed. Han Qianfei knew the importance of listening more and speaking less, but now that no one was speaking, he hadn't received any information.

Ten minutes later, a burly Black man roared, "That woman told us to wait obediently, so we just waited obediently? Isn't this just moving us to another place to continue serving our time in jail?"

Continue to serve time in jail? Are all these people criminals?

"I'm going out now, let's see what happens," the black man said before walking towards the fence.

The fence looked very tall, but its symbolic meaning outweighed its practical function. The burly black man simply rammed it twice, and the wood collapsed, leaving a gap large enough for an adult to pass through.

The burly black man strode out, and as soon as his back foot caught up, his entire body cleared the fence, but his movement suddenly stopped, and he fell face-first to the ground.

His head was pierced by an ice arrow.

Han Qianfei has always had excellent eyesight, and he saw this scene clearly.

The moment the burly man fell, his scalp tingled, and his first reaction was to call the police. Seriously? He'd killed someone!

Immediately afterwards, the buzzing in his ears disappeared, the tingling sensation on his scalp lessened, and he realized that he was no longer in the original world.

Those damned Xie Xiuyuan and damned Liu Li actually tricked me into going to a lawless place.

After the initial shock subsided, Han Qianfei didn't continue to make a fuss. After all, this wasn't the original world. Didn't he often kill people when playing games? What was there to be surprised about?

Suddenly a sound came from the air; it was a girl's giggles.

"Hehehe, welcome everyone to Sanhu Island."

A rock slab floats in the air, with blue gemstones inlaid at its four corners and intricate patterns carved all over its bottom surface.

Han Qianfei could feel the breeze caressing his cheeks. It turned out that the stone slab could float in the air because the wind provided a reaction force.

He could see blue light spots overflowing from the gemstone and flowing along the patterns on the stone slab.

A white girl stood on the stone slab, her golden hair flowing freely, her eyes as blue as the sea, wearing a knee-length leather skirt, her private parts covered only by two identical seashells on her upper body, her skin as white as snow.

"Welcome to Sanhu Island. Let me briefly introduce myself. I am your training officer, Jiang Xue'er, who enjoys indiscriminate killing."

"Hehehehe." She finished speaking and laughed to herself, then raised a fair and delicate hand.

Han Qianfei saw blue light spots begin to converge towards her palm, forming a regular pattern, and in an instant, they formed a blue six-pointed star.

Immediately afterward, the six-pointed star flashed by, and an ice arrow shot out, striking an old man with white hair between the eyebrows, with the arrow protruding from the back of his head.

Han Qianfei thought to himself, "Another one died. I know you like to kill innocent people indiscriminately. There's no need to prove it. This randomness is too great; it's not like playing a game at all."

Han Qianfei is usually like this, with a faint sense of death. The fact that the first person to rashly step out of the circle and be killed really surprised him. After seeing the situation clearly, he became like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water.

Jiang Xue'er asked everyone with a smile if her magic was cool, but seeing that no one responded, she had no choice but to continue: "How boring, let's move on to the next step."

The rules are simple: there are one hundred of you in total—oh, no, ninety-eight. I only need ten. Your chances of survival are up to you.

"The last ten people will also be ranked. I'll be watching their performance from now on. Show off your killing skills!"

Very good, Liu Li was right. There is almost no danger to life when transmigrating, it's just that there is a 90% mortality rate.

Han Qianfei now only hopes to be one of the ten survivors. His ranking will most likely depend on his performance in the upcoming battles. With his malnourished body, it would be a blessing if he could just survive. He wouldn't dare to hope for a ranking.

As soon as Jiang Xue'er finished speaking, the people in the room dispersed instantly, each trying to make sure that there was no one else within two steps of them.

They moved slowly, and no one made a move immediately. If they did, they would reveal their weakness and allow those around them to take advantage of the situation.

The people in the arena moved slowly, wary of each other. A woman of some attractive appearance moved closer to the strongest man in the arena.

The burly man raised his eyebrows, seemingly lost in thought.

The woman said pitifully, "Brother, I'm just a weak woman, and I'm terrified right now. If you can protect me, I'll do anything for you once I survive."

The burly man sized the woman up and down, his eyes lingering on her slender waist and exaggeratedly long legs. His Adam's apple bobbed as he said domineeringly, "Get behind me."

"Okay, brother." The woman obediently ran to the burly man's side.

The men on the field all stared intently at the woman, their gazes burning with desire as if they hadn't seen her in a long time.

While most people were stunned, the blue halo that had been overlapping with the fence began to shrink.

An eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy was not paying attention to his feet. The circle of light swept past his left foot, then his right foot. When both his feet were outside the circle, an ice arrow pierced his eye socket.

They then realized that the circle was shrinking, and those on the outermost edge who were closer to the blue line were frantically fleeing inwards like cats with their fur standing on end.

An old man mustered all his strength and ran a few steps, rapidly closing the distance between himself and the glamorous woman.

The woman sensed something was wrong and screamed in terror.

what……

The burly man turned around and saw an old man approaching. He reached out and grabbed the woman, then kicked her without saying a word.

The kick was powerful and heavy, sending the frail old man flying backward and crashing outside the circle.

A flash of blue light appeared in Jiang Xue'er's hand, and the ice arrow ended the old man's life.

This situation is not isolated; many people panic and run around, rushing into other people's safe distances. Whether it's intentional intrusion or a feigned attack, it will lead to a fight.

Some were pushed out of the circle, and some were beaten to death.

Han Qianfei remained calm throughout, and when attacked, he simply dodged without retaliating.

As more and more people lay down, Han Qianfei simply lay down as well. He lay down next to the old man who was killed first, squinting as he watched Jiang Xue'er happily launching ice arrows.

The giggling sounded out of place amidst the angry curses and wails.

Han Qianfei wondered, why do we have to gather the elements into a six-pointed star every time we launch an ice arrow?

This was a unique sense of relaxation in Han Qianfei, as if even if the sky were to fall, it wouldn't affect his wild thoughts.

Playing dead is really useful; if it weren't for the occasional accidental stepping or kicking, he would have almost fallen asleep.

A formidable woman, whose arms were thicker than his legs, stepped on him, striking a spot that hurt terribly.

Han Qianfei curled up into a ball on the spot, unable to keep up the act any longer. The heroine glanced back at him but ignored him.

With twenty minutes left, only fourteen people were still standing on the field. If only Han Qianfei was pretending to be dead, then only fifteen people were still alive.

Twelve strong men, one heroine, one alluring woman, and one weakling.

At this point, the distance within the circle was sufficient, and the thirteen strong men maintained a safe distance from each other, none of them willing to make the first move.

They observed each other, hoping to find a weakness in someone, such as whether someone had a broken bone but was still forcing themselves to keep going.

The rare moment of peace didn't last long. The heroine suddenly made a move, which attracted the attention of the others, who wondered who she was going to attack.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, she walked towards a corpse and stomped on its head.

Han Qianfei forcefully turned his head to the side, successfully dodging the fatal blow, and at the same time, he kicked hard on his opponent's ankle.

She is undoubtedly one of the best among these hundred people, otherwise she wouldn't have reached this point, but she is just an ordinary person.

She was knocked to the ground by Han Qianfei. In the instant she lay down, she did not immediately pay attention to Han Qianfei. Instead, she scanned the group of people who she considered truly threatening. Only after realizing that they were still in a state of mutual restraint did her fear subside.

She then vented her anger on Han Qianfei, rolling over and straddling him, grabbing his neck tightly with both hands.

Han Qianfei was not nervous at all. Instead, she grinned, pulled the ice arrow from the old man's head with her right hand, and stabbed it fiercely into the eyes of the heroine.

Ah… The heroine cried out in pain, pulling her hands back to protect her eyes as she gripped Han Qianfei.

Han Qianfei swung his fist and slammed it heavily into the tail of the ice arrow. The arrow pierced the heroine's head, and she immediately fell silent.

Han Qianfei forcefully pushed the heroine off him. He tried to pull out the ice arrow to continue using it, but found that it had melted to the point of being unusable.

Although it is a product of magic, it will eventually melt.

Han Qianfei had long been eyeing this only weapon in the entire arena, which was why he chose to pretend to be dead next to the old man.

It really came in handy and saved my life.

Han Qianfei stood up, wiped the blood off his face, and suddenly gagged, but didn't vomit anything.

He first wiped his eyes to remove the tears caused by gagging, then rubbed his stomach, his face covered in blood, and smiled brightly.

"Hehe, you flatter me. This is my first time killing someone."