Two Realms: I am a Genius Magician

Everyone saw the cold air emanating from Han Qianfei's palm; he was now the person most people present should not be messed with.

This time it's air conditioning, next time it'll be ice arrows.

Han Qianfei wore a smile, appearing completely at ease. However, a closer look would reveal that the muscles in his cheeks were twitching slightly, as a severe headache was tearing at his nerves.

There are still eleven people on the field, and the circle of survival is shrinking. The distance between people can only be maintained at an average of two meters. It has come to the point where a decision must be made.

They had automatically excluded Han Qianfei from their targets; at this moment, most people's attention was focused on the glamorous woman.

The burly man, perhaps because he hadn't been with a woman in a long time, was still fiercely protecting her despite his multiple injuries and extreme weakness.

Feeling the gazes of the crowd, the woman whimpered and moved a few more steps, pressing herself tightly against the burly man's back.

The burly man felt a surge of excitement as he touched the softness of the back of her hand.

"Brother, you'll definitely let me live, right?"

"Of course."

Moved, the woman hugged the burly man from behind, her hand slicing across his neck, severing his artery with a blade between her fingers, causing blood to gush out instantly.

The burly man turned to look at the woman in disbelief.

Han Qianfei witnessed this scene and became even more wary of the alluring woman. He decided to keep his distance from such a venomous woman in the future.

"Only ten left, we can end this now," the woman shouted to Jiang Xue'er, who was standing on the floating stone slab.

Jiang Xueer snapped her fingers, and the blue line on the ground dividing life and death disappeared.

Jiang Xue'er controlled the stone slab to descend. She ordered the ten people to line up in a row.

"Next, I will rank everyone." Jiang Xue'er paced in front of everyone.

When she walked up to Han Qianfei, she pointed and said, "You are number one."

No one dared to question it; magicians were noble and capable of using extraordinary powers, and were not within the scope of comparison for ordinary people like them.

Jiang Xue'er actually saw Han Qianfei's magical talent. He should still be at level zero and had not yet undergone the advancement ceremony, but he could still produce magical effects. Although it was just a cool breeze, it was still an exceptional talent.

It's important to know that the difference between level zero and level one is the ability to control elements to produce magical effects, and you absolutely cannot advance to level one without going through a job change ceremony.

Only those with extraordinary talent can control elements at level zero and create effects; such feats are absolutely unique.

Jiang Xueer wanted to keep this genius by her side and train him.

This absolutely cannot be leaked out, lest it arouse the covetousness of colleagues and superiors. Those idiots don't understand magic at all; don't corrupt the handsome young man.

After making up her mind, she started ranking everyone according to their performance, with the glamorous woman coming in last place.

The glamorous woman retorted defiantly, "I killed the person with the best record."

Jiang Xue'er was not a patient person. Without saying a word, she raised her hand, and a blue light appeared in her palm.

The glamorous woman quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, it was my fault for being so talkative."

Jiang Xue'er dispelled the blue light in her hand, pouted her cherry lips, and said with dissatisfaction, "Don't apologize so quickly next time."

Jiang Xue'er then addressed everyone, "I should have told you about the current situation, but I'm too lazy. From now on, you death row inmates should just follow my instructions obediently and don't need to think about anything else."

Han Qianfei finally heard some useful information: a death row inmate. So, the identity he transmigrated into was that of someone who had committed a capital crime? But why was he now inexplicably participating in this selection-style battle?

Don't be lazy, tell me more about the situation.

Han Qianfei's pleas had no effect. Jiang Xue'er didn't say anything more, stepped onto the floating stone platform, and led the way, with the others following behind.

After passing through a dense forest, we entered a huge meadow where we could see a cluster of tents. Ten tents formed a circle, with the most luxurious tent in the very center of each circle. The ten tents on the outer perimeter were divided into ten different levels of luxury.

Han Qianfei glanced around and saw that there were about twenty groups of eleven tents each. This meant that there were probably more than a dozen groups of people like them who had to go through the same struggles and eliminations to get here.

Are they all death row inmates? What kind of organization is this that has the ability to obtain so many death row inmates? What are these people going to be used for after they are trained?

Arriving at a group of tents, Jiang Xue'er, who was usually very concise, said, "You, go here."

The glamorous woman looked at the drafty, dilapidated little tent and was momentarily stunned. The last place was being treated so poorly.

The other eight burly men's eyes lit up when they saw this. They looked at the woman's provocative figure and then at her tent-like body made of what was practically a sheet of cloth. At least they could feast their eyes tonight.

The alluring woman lifted her foot, but instead of heading towards the tent, she came to Han Qianfei, looked at him with seductive eyes, and slowly moved closer.

"Hey bro, I'm scared to sleep alone, can I sleep with you...?"

The woman's figure was the most alluring he had ever seen, but he hadn't forgotten that lust could be a double-edged sword, especially since that sword had just slain a man as strong as a mountain.

Han Qianfei took a step back warily, a faint blue light flashing in his hand. After a period of rest, he could once again slightly control the elements.

He didn't reply, but his actions made his stance clear.

The woman rolled her eyes dramatically: "Hmph, what an oblivious young man."

A man with a full beard, less than 1.7 meters tall but weighing over 200 pounds said, "Beautiful lady, if you don't mind, you can stay with me. I'm number two."

The other men all spoke up.

"Beautiful lady, I can do that too."

"Hey beautiful, come with me. That beard might be a bit prickly."

"Me, me, me, I have the best skin."

……

The woman ignored her and strolled leisurely into her dilapidated tent.

Jiang Xueer distributed tents to everyone one by one. When it came to Han Qianfei, she patted him on the shoulder twice and said, "You're very good. The best tent is yours."