Two Realms: I am a Genius Magician

Back in the tent, just lying on the bed made Han Qianfei grimace in pain, and he didn't know how he would get through tomorrow's training.

Just then, a logistics staff member came in, placed a wooden box on the ground, and opened it to reveal seven pearls as big as a bull's eye.

The man placed seven pearls on a stone platform in the middle of the tent, where there were exactly seven corresponding grooves.

At this moment, Jiang Xue'er walked in and said, "You can step back now. Leave the rest to me."

The logistics personnel bowed and left the tent.

Han Qianfei gritted her teeth and sat up in bed, forcing a smile as she said, "Teacher, you've come."

Jiang Xue'er looked at Han Qianfei with a half-smile and said, "You have a problem with me."

Han Qianfei said, "How could that be?"

Jiang Xue'er said, "You were stupid today. Even though you refused to kill that girl, she was still going to die in the end. This world doesn't need a saint."

Han Qianfei said, "I don't know if I'm a saint. That girl's final fate has nothing to do with me. All I know is that I didn't kill her."

I see disgust in your eyes.

"I wouldn't dare."

Jiang Xue'er covered her mouth and chuckled, "Think what you want. I've never been a good person. Do you even remember my hobbies?"

Han Qianfei remained silent, only feeling that this world was so perverted. Such a bright and cheerful young girl killed innocent children without even blinking.

Yesterday I thought I had found a protector and could survive with her help, but now it seems that there is nothing to rely on such a ruthless person.

Jiang Xue'er neither knew nor cared about his thoughts, and said, "Sit on the stone platform."

After Han Qianfei sat cross-legged, Jiang Xue'er placed the last pearl on it. The patterns on the stone platform instantly began to writhe, and strands of energy drilled into Han Qianfei's body.

Han Qianfei instantly felt a tearing pain. He gritted his teeth and persevered, focusing all his attention on fighting the pain.

His mind was on the verge of collapse. He felt as if countless bamboo skewers were piercing his body, inside and out, leaving no spot untouched. The pain would be relieved if he could just roll off the stone platform.

He finally noticed that the bruises on his arm had disappeared and understood the purpose of the stone slab, but in the face of intense pain, it was difficult to remain rational.

Forget about recovery, forget about improvement, let's end this. At worst, I'll get beaten to death tomorrow, but that's a matter for tomorrow. Right now, I just want to end this pain.

Jiang Xue'er watched as Han Qianfei shifted his position and then sat back down, a fleeting look of surprise in her eyes.

Just as Han Qianfei decided to give up, the sound of a group of children crying rang in his ears, and he suddenly wanted to personally eliminate the people in his group.

After about an hour, the pain subsided like the tide.

Perhaps because of the stark contrast, Han Qianfei felt extremely comfortable and full of energy.

Jiang Xue'er looked at the seven pearls that had turned white powder, wrinkled her nose, and looked pained. She opened her mouth, but in the end, she didn't say anything.

Han Qianfei asked, "Teacher, what is this?"

Jiang Xue'er said, "This is the path to advancement for body cultivators."

"What is a body cultivator?"

Han Qianfei has already found his place: a lowly person at the bottom of society, sentenced to death for making a mistake.

It's normal for the lower classes to be ignorant and lack knowledge.

Jiang Xue'er was quite pleased with his ignorance and patiently explained, "There are many types of extraordinary individuals. Those who manipulate elements with their mental power are mages, those who incorporate elements into their bodies for amplification are warriors, and those who cultivate their bodies through elemental tempering are extraordinary individuals who break through the limits of the human body."

"Body cultivators have the slowest and most arduous path to advancement among all extraordinary professions, yet they do not require talent. In combat, they cannot utilize elemental power and can only rely on their bodies. You have already experienced the pain of elemental tempering."

Han Qianfei's eyes narrowed; the process was indeed arduous.

Jiang Xue'er continued, "I must remind you that until I free you from your identity as a Death Servant, you can only continue as a Body Cultivator."

"Remember to come find me at 2 a.m.," Jiang Xue said before leaving.

When Han Qianfei was alone, he deliberately examined his physical condition and felt that the effect of this day was equivalent to half a year of hard work in fitness.

Summon the extraordinary panel:

[Class: Mage (Gold, Water, Lightning, Hidden)]

Rating: 1

Physical condition: 11

Mental Power: 49

Learned skill: Ice Arrow

Return countdown: 5 days 11 hours

His physique actually increased from 6 to 11. Although he had no concept of these values, the almost doubling of his physique was still quite exaggerated to him.

He did not become complacent because his competitors had gone through the same thing and were also making progress.

However, what he didn't know was that only the first-place winner could use a slab with seven pearls; other players' slabs could only use five or fewer pearls, which greatly reduced their effectiveness.

What he didn't know was that while he was enduring the pain and on the verge of a mental breakdown, none of the screams from the other tents lasted more than ten minutes.

At two o'clock in the morning, he got up on time and went to Jiang Xue'er's tent to study magic. He disliked Jiang Xue'er, but he did not dislike knowledge.

Jiang Xue'er always looked at him with a half-smile, which made him feel that his emotions might have been exposed, but the other party didn't seem to care.

Jiang Xue'er was lazy. She would only talk to him for an hour, and then make him practice for another hour, until his mental energy was completely exhausted and he could no longer control an element.

Han Qianfei was exhausted and just wanted to go back to sleep, but things didn't go as planned. The two hours from four to six o'clock were the time for watching "Journey to the West".

Every time this happens, Han Qianfei wants to slap himself twice for bringing up "Journey to the West".

Every day after that was a repetitive ordeal. The mornings were filled with high-intensity physical training, the afternoons with sparring training, or rather, training to get beaten up. Of course, the most terrifying part was the physical training after dinner.

On the day before their return, they had rock climbing training in the morning. Han Qianfei accidentally fell from the third floor and felt like he had broken his thigh.

The pain from the fracture didn't bother Han Qianfei, but he was afraid he'd get beaten to a pulp during the afternoon's sparring session.

I had just learned the water healing technique the night before, so I secretly used it on myself. The effect was great. Although I couldn't fully recover, I could walk without any problems.

Jiang Xueer witnessed this scene, and Han Qianfei had never seen her so angry before.

They actually placed Han Qianfei on a floating stone slab and then dropped him down from the same height!

The black-armored warrior performed his duties diligently that afternoon. To be honest, Han Qianfei felt that the punch he landed on the black-armored warrior the day before didn't hurt much; in fact, his hand almost broke due to the recoil. But the black-armored warrior was clearly still holding a grudge.

Han Qianfei, who had been beaten up all afternoon, was unrecognizable. If it had happened on the first day, when his body had never been strengthened, he would probably be dead by now.

Finally, Han Qianfei was carried onto the body-tempering stone platform by two logistics personnel.

That was a truly unforgettable hour.

Jiang Xueer was unusually happy that day. She said, "The more broken the body is, the better the body-strengthening effect."

The next morning was the top ten to top five elimination tournament. Han Qianfei was unlucky; his opponent was the bearded man, the runner-up.

His body had become visibly stronger.

Han Qianfei felt he had made great progress, but everyone else was also improving, and he felt he couldn't win.

Fortunately, his match was the last one, and there were only two hours left in the countdown to his return.

The first three matches were quite exciting, with incredibly fierce battles. It's worth mentioning the fourth match, where Ye Hongren easily defeated her opponent.

Han Qianfei now knows that the alluring woman is named Ye Hongren, but he didn't expect her to be so skilled and fast, her movements were so fast that even his eyes couldn't keep up.

It should be noted that Ye Hongren, as the last person to finish, was the only one among everyone who did not have a body-tempering stone platform.

So during that chaotic battle with a hundred people, she was pretending to be weak?

Han Qianfei was relieved that he hadn't drawn Ye Hongren in the lottery.

When Han Qianfei went on stage, there were still five minutes left before his return. After five minutes, he could return to the real world to continue training, and when he came back, he would have a greater chance of winning.

Han Qianfei stepped onto the stage, looking every bit the expert, and said, "If you jump off the stage yourself, you can avoid some physical pain."

The bearded man laughed loudly: "Hahaha, you little brat, you think you can fool me? Do you really think you're a magician? If you were a magician, why would you be standing on this stage?"

Seeing Jiang Xue'er's smug expression, Han Qianfei really wanted to stab him in the forehead with an ice arrow. Unfortunately, if he did that, Jiang Xue'er's ice arrow would also pierce his head.

Fortunately, the bearded man was a talkative fellow, and he rattled off a whole bunch of harsh words.

The countdown has ended.

Han Qianfei appeared in the coffin.