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The young man explained, "You're not a Magus son of our clan, so you're not qualified to participate in the ceremony."
Zhao Fu said, "Although I don't have a tribe, I obtained the legacy of a Witch Tribe expert and became a Witch Son."
The young man asked curiously, "Is that so? Then you are qualified, but why can't the Wizard Staff be displayed? "
Zhao Fu didn't know what went wrong.
The young man said, "Go try somewhere else. Perhaps there's something wrong with my magic staff, so I can't register special witches."
Zhao Fu nodded.
After they left, they found another registration point. The result was still not displayed.
Lang Qing asked in confusion, "Why can't the wizard staff display your information? There's no way the staffs at both registration points are broken. "
The others also looked at Zhao Fu.
Zhao Fu frowned. "I don't know either."
Lang Qing smiled and said, "Then let's go to a higher level registration point. Perhaps your information will be displayed there."
Zhao Fu replied. "En!"
The few of them walked to a higher level registration point. There were more people there, but it should be able to show that Zhao Fu was a special kind of witch child.
They walked to an even bigger registration point. There were quite a few people here, and they had already formed a line.
Zhao Fu and the others walked to the end of the line and prepared to line up.
After waiting for a while, a burly man directly strode into the building. He did not intend to queue up and planned to directly register.
This caused everyone to be dissatisfied. They were all following the rules and queuing up, and someone shouted, "Can you not follow the rules? Line up! "
The burly man said in disdain, "Rules are made for weaklings like you. I don't need to follow rules."
Hearing this, everyone felt quite angry, and someone cried out, "Then you're stronger than us? Do you want to have a competition? You're too arrogant. You're really asking for a lesson. If you say we're weak, I don't think you're strong either. "
Boom!
The big man exploded out with a powerful aura, forming a might that weighed down on everyone's bodies. The noisy surroundings immediately fell silent, and everyone looked at the big man in fear; they had never thought that the big man would be so powerful.
Looking at the silent crowd, the burly man laughed disdainfully and walked towards the ring. No one dared to stop him.
Everyone was unwilling to accept this, but in reality, they were no match for the burly man. As such, they could only endure it. Otherwise, nothing could be changed. Challenging the burly man was equivalent to seeking death.
"Excuse me, I'll try first." A voice rang out. The muscular man was displeased. He turned around and saw a man in a black cloak behind him.
The burly man's face turned cold, "If you have the guts to say it again!"
Zhao Fu smiled and said, "Excuse me, please. I want to see if I can register here."
The burly man snorted coldly and instantly appeared in front of Zhao Fu. His hand carried a ferocious aura as it grabbed towards Zhao Fu.
Bang!
The burly man was sent flying by a formless energy. He crashed to the ground and coughed up a large mouthful of blood, and his face became pale.
Zhao Fu smiled as he asked, "Do you have any objections?"
The burly man lowered his head and did not dare to say anything. He had not even seen how Zhao Fu had attacked before he had been sent flying. This meant that Zhao Fu's strength was far greater than his, and facing such an expert, he did not dare to have any objections.
The others did not have any objections either.
Zhao Fu walked into the ring, and the ring gave off light, but it still could not display Zhao Fu's information. Zhao Fu frowned; if it could not be displayed, he would not be able to obtain the orb and enter the Witch Race's Holy Land.
Seeing that the Sorcerer Staff could not display any information, everyone else felt quite curious.
Zhao Fu looked at the man next to him and asked, "Why can't my information be displayed?"
The man was the person in charge of registering here, and he looked quite confused as he asked, "Are you sure you're a Witch Child? As long as you're a Witch Child, it will definitely be displayed. "
Zhao Fu said, "I obtained a Witch Race expert's legacy and became a Witch Child!"
The man asked, "Which expert?"
Zhao Fu hesitated and wondered if he should reveal his identity.
At that moment, a figure walked in and coldly laughed as he said, "You're still here?"
It was Hu Ming.
Seeing Hu Ming come here, everyone felt quite fearful. This was a Witch Child of the eight Great Tribes, an existence that they all looked up to.
Zhao Fu looked at Hu Ming and said, "Why wouldn't I dare?"
Hu Ming angrily laughed as he said, "Now that my injuries have healed, do you want to compete again?"
Zhao Fu lightly laughed as he said, "I won't compete with someone who has been defeated by me because there's no need to waste time."
Everyone looked quite shocked, "Who is this person? He actually defeated one of the eight Witch Children, Hu Ming. "
Hu Ming said furiously, "It's not up to you to refuse."
Hu Ming gave off a powerful aura and prepared to attack Zhao Fu.
A tall, slender, and extremely beautiful woman in green clothes said softly, "Hu Ming is a disgrace to the Eight Great Shamans."
Hearing this, Hu Ming turned to look at the woman and said, "Die Ye, this has nothing to do with you, so don't interfere!"
Die Ye looked at Zhao Fu and said, "I don't want to interfere, but you were defeated by an unknown person. Aren't you a disgrace to the eight Witch Children? I'll recommend that the Poor Tiger Tribe abolish you. "
Hu Ming explained, unconvinced, "It's not that I'm weak; I was heavily injured during my battle with Xuan Shang, which was why I lost to this person. Otherwise, I definitely wouldn't have lost."
Everyone understood that it was because of Hu Ming's heavy injuries that that person had the chance to defeat Hu Ming.
Die Ye looked at Zhao Fu and asked, "Who are you?"
Even though Hu Ming was heavily injured, he was not someone an ordinary person could defeat. Die Ye was quite curious about Zhao Fu's identity.
Zhao Fu said, "There's no need for me to tell you!"
Die Ye lightly laughed, "You're still so confident facing us two Witch Children; you must have something to rely on!"
Zhao Fu calmly replied, "I still have things to do and don't have time to chat with you."
Right now, the most important thing for Zhao Fu was to register and obtain the right to enter the Holy Land. If he could not enter, he would not be able to obtain the legacy.
Seeing that Zhao Fu was about to leave, Hu Ming immediately stopped Zhao Fu and said, "You want to leave? Do you have my permission? "
Zhao Fu felt quite angry, and a trace of coldness appeared in his eyes as he said, "Don't seek death!"
Hu Ming coldly said, "I think you're the one seeking death!"
Just as the two of them were about to fight, Xuan Shang lightly laughed as he walked in, "Shaman Ling, I never thought that we would meet again so soon."
Everyone looked quite shocked; they had never thought that Xuan Shang, one of the three geniuses of the Witch Race, would also come, and that he knew the cloaked person. Things had become even more interesting.
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