The Chronicle the Fenix Clan

Night Under the Tower of Prisoners

Being too tired with the training there that day, Zhonglei instantly fell asleep when he returned from dinner in the academy cafeteria.

"Maybe tomorrow night you will be able to visit Imam Lu.

May Imam Lu not put any prejudice into my absence tonight. I really need to sleep"

Although he did not go to the tower, Zhonglei first emptied his mind, separated Yin and Yang from his body, then performed Silulian as he had been taught.

Zhonglei woke up the next day with a body that felt more and more refreshed, glimpsed bed three other comrades had been empty. The boy immediately prepared himself to do the breakfast routine and study again in the class as usual.

Because he was late compared to his friends, Zhonglei became astonished when he saw the atmosphere in the cafeteria as gripping. One group of children with another group seemed to whisper to each other like discussing something secret.

"Boy, what's wrong?" Zhonglei asked casually, as his mouth drank the strange green juice.

"Ah.. Zhonglin. Didn't you read the leaflet that was handed out?" Quentin pointed at the pile of leaflets placed on the corner tables of the cafeteria.

Lazily the boy continued his breakfast the morning. He said,

"Can't you read that to me Tan Quentin?" he mentioned the name of his friend in full along with the name of the clan.

While putting on a bored face Quentin said'

"Good - good young master Zhonglei.

In essence, the academy announced that a prisoner in charge of the Academy, had now become a fugitive.

Since last night, a fugitive called the Lu Attendant or commonly called Imam Lu, managed to escape the custody of the academy. The academy had set up magic and array formations in the prison, but either Lu's successor or Lu's priest managed to destroy all the magic, then escaped.

All the students of the academy were asked to be vigilant. That prisoner, Imam Lu is a prisoner of the academy with his dangerous level, high !"

Zhonglei then felt his stomach nauseous.

"Isn't that Imam Lu? Has Imam Lu escaped from the prison in the tower? Why was Imam Lu categorized as a high-level dangerous fugitive?

Imam Lu is not as written in the leaflet !

Priest Lu was a good talented magician" wanting it to feel like the boy was shouting out loud. But he knew the consequences if it was discovered that he was personally trained by Imam Lu.

******

All that day, Zhonglei's mind was in a state of shock. That kid really can't concentrate in every lesson today. All became chaotic, to the point that Zhonglei was reprimanded several times by Coach Aragoroth.

"I'll investigate tonight" Zhonglei thought sadly.

The only one he considered good in this world, after Uncle Baojia, was that Priest Lu. Zhonglei was worried, in case anything would happen to Imam Lu if that person was caught later.

******

That night, time had shown ten o'clock more nights. The kids started to fall asleep. And no one would have thought that Zhonglei was planning something dangerous that night.

Zhonglei broke through the night, passed through the building's edge tendrils and tried to move towards the tower where he used to meet Imam Lu.

The boy was clad in black clothes. He even deliberately wore a veil and veil, so that his appearance was hidden and difficult to recognize.

Like a night cat, Zhonglei leapt up and down the ridge, running round and round towards the tower where he used to meet Imam Lu.

Zhonglei's heart fell, as he looked under the foot of the tower, standing gallantly twenty figures dressed in Red and Yellow Nomrog robes. Even he saw Lanhua, the girl who recruited him back then in Meihua Village, standing gallantly in a Nomrogh wraparound waving in the wind.

Zhonglei was actually not a brave boy to hit those magicians. But because he was curious to hear their conversation, where did Imam Lu go,

so he crept like a lizard, without a sound, so low that one would not notice his presence.

Zhonglei did not hear clearly what they were talking about so he did not understand the conversation. But Zhonglei vaguely heard the words "The Phoenix Clan", a Secret Sect, and Rebellions against the empire.

"Hatchi - hatchet - hatchet"

"Eyes "

"Pursue !"

The boy immediately realized that his activities had been known. His chest heart suddenly beat. Zhonglei.

In the retreat to escape, without Zhonglei noticing, he remembered the words of the mantra that Imam Lu often spoke when making the air in his training room warm.

"The light of the explosion !" zhonglei's words unconsciously.

A flash of light burst forth explosively making the eyes of the twenty sorcerers that leaped towards him, instantly stepping back in explosion. The light made a glare and felt like a veil of their barrier.

"Bad, it's a magician!"

"Capture alive !"

The noise in the back made Zhonglei frightened. He then performed breathing techniques, controlled his mind and jumped as far as he could.

"Suittt !" The child's leap even made himself become shocked.

"Ten meters?

I can jump this far?" he doesn't believe.

"Keep first your stupid shock !" Read Zhonglei to yourself.

"All you need to do right now is run and hide !" maki she's in the heart.

But all of that went by quickly. At that moment he saw a young man in a red Nomrog robe, knowing that he had confronted him.

"You run where you spy!"

The young man reached out and cast a spell. A tongue of fire seemed to come out of his hand, blocking and ready to scorch the child if it were to insist on resisting.

"Good ! Let him live! We'll take him to be examined by a military judge !" a voice from behind rang out, adding to the panic in Zhonglei's heart. That chest is no longer timid. Zhonglei felt his heart would be dislodged.

Zhonglei remembered the battle exercises they often did. He often saw firebending children practicing combat. Instantly his mind imagined that he was the controller of fire. Then in a loud snaps Zhonglei cursed,

"Fire ! Blazing !" a yellow flame immediately rolled rapidly towards the flames that were blocking it.

Wush !

The two flames disappeared simultaneously, disappearing without a trace. The man who confronted him looked confused. Meanwhile Zhonglei had jumped up high, while at the back appeared rolled glass shields with the intention of trapping him in a formation.

Zhonglei once again recalled the training of the water-controlling children who were playing around forming swords from the water. He chanted the mantra as he often heard it,

"Sword !. Water crystallizing!"

Then approximately twenty water-shaped swords formed, charging rapidly towards the shield that was chasing him. The two things met and disappeared into nothingness. Yet Zhonglei had disappeared into the darkness of the night, when twenty of Shulam's sorcerers came to where he had disappeared..

"He mastered almost all the skills necessary to be the supreme Shulam magician" the young man whispered in horror.

"Lucky all his magic is still raw with the lowest energy. If he has Shulam's pure air of at least level 1, we're all dead"

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