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Chapter 74 Year-end Exam

Whether it is expected or afraid, what should come will come eventually.

The year-end assessment of freshmen at Xueyao Royal College has begun.

The sky was gloomy and there were scattered snowflakes, which added a bit of solemn atmosphere to this assessment that determines fate.

Twenty-three students of this class stood in a circle around the 500-square-meter circular competition venue and went forward one by one to draw lots.

The year-end assessment of Xueyao Academy determines the ranking of results by competitions. Students determine the opponents in pairs by drawing lots. The winner enters the next round of battles and finally decides the first place in the results and receives a scholarship.

The losers in the first round also have to fight. If they win, they will pass the level smoothly. The losers need to continue the showdown until they decide the one who was finally eliminated.

The one who is eliminated in the end may not be the one with the worst strength, but it must be the one with the worst luck, because luck is also part of the strength.

In addition, the use of enchanting equipment, magic scrolls and other items is not restricted during the competition, because wealth is also part of strength.

The entire assessment process is the true embodiment of His Majesty Strech's military philosophy. The winner is king. No matter how you care about the process, only living people have the opportunity to speak. History is written by the winner!

"The assessment begins, please take the student who draws the No. 1 lottery to come on stage." The great magician Austin was the one who presided over the assessment. He did not say anything nonsense when he came on stage and announced the start directly.

Assessment is carried out one by one, and the college also takes the assessment as part of practical teaching. It is hoped that students can learn to find the weaknesses of magicians in different departments by observing other people's battles.

Qiong, who got the No. 1 draw, was still dressed in white. He walked calmly to the center of the competition venue, first bowed to Austin with a smile, and then bowed to the classmates around him.

Arthur in the audience curled his lips. This guy Qiong always looked polite and loved by everyone in front of outsiders, which made people who hate him unable to hate him.

Qiong's opponent was a tall and thin boy. He walked onto the competition venue with a calm face after Qiong.

After the two of them stood facing each other for twenty meters, Austin officially shouted to start. Because it takes a certain amount of time for the magician to cast spells, the battle must be opened to create time for the casting.

A tall and thin boy came up and raised a wooden wall in front of him. This is the most common way of fighting for magicians. He first sets up layers of protection for himself, and then releases attack magic to cause damage.

While the opponent was protecting him, Qiong walked forward for more than ten meters without haste, and then took out a magic scroll like a magic trick to tear it apart.

A huge fire dragon roared out of the scroll, and the wooden wall blocking the tall and thin boy instantly turned into ashes. The hot temperature made the students watching the battle around him unable to help but take two steps back.

The boy opposite Qiong was completely frightened and the attack magic he was about to cast was completely interrupted. The huge fire dragon was too shocking for the second-level magician.

When the fire was so hot that his face was painful, the fire dragon was about to swallow the young man in one bite, a lightning suddenly fell from the sky, breaking the fire dragon away.

"Join won." Austin announced the assessment results directly. He naturally took action just now. As the examiner, he still has the responsibility to ensure the safety of students' lives. He could not have died or injured in a practical assessment.

"It's so shameless. I use the 'Fire Dragon Technique' from here. What's the point!" Arthur cursed in a low voice.

"It's so rogue!" Moral next to Arthur actively echoed, "Brother, if I didn't use the method you taught, I borrowed two magic scrolls of "Fire Dragon Technique" from Qiong, would he lend me?"

"Please take the stage if the number 2 draws on the stage." Austin has announced that the second game has begun.

A pretty girl with a petite figure walked into the competition, but her opponent was slow to play.

"I'm so lucky, it's not a bye, right?" Some people have started to discuss below.

"I count three numbers. If another student doesn't come on stage, he will be directly denied, 3..." Austin had already lengthened the tone and started for a few seconds.

"This game seems to be a bye. Brother, what time will you do? I'll be the next game." Moral kept talking nervously.

“1…”

"Wait, here! There's someone!" When Moral said it was time for him, Arthur remembered to take a look at the sign in his hand.

When Arthur jumped out, the girl's smile on her face turned into a crying expression without tears in the last second. Since dealing with Zirao, Arthur has almost become the recognized king of strangeness in this new generation. The result of facing Arthur is undoubtedly defeated.

"Can I admit defeat?" The girl looked at the great magician Austin with a crying voice.

"Glory needs blood to defend. When you encounter an enemy that is stronger than you, you will retreat. You don't even have the courage to fight. You are not worthy of being called a student of My Blood Lottery Academy. Those who take the initiative to admit defeat will be eliminated directly." Austin's loud and majestic voice buzzed in every academy's ears.

"I'll hit!" the girl replied with her silver teeth and her little face tense.

"start!"

As soon as Austin finished speaking, the "Wind Technique" under Arthur's feet was activated instantly, and the person rushed out like lightning. The distance of twenty meters was instantly closer. Before the girl's defensive spell could even be released, Arthur had arrived in front of him, and the giant Star Flowing Sword slammed into the girl's face with the sound of wind.

"Ah!" The girl let out a scream that resounded throughout the audience, and squatted on the ground with her head in her arms.

Arthur's sword stopped in the air above her head.

"Arthur wins."

Arthur grinned at Austin and ran off the stage happily. It took less than ten seconds from his attack to his departure.

"I also said that Joan, I think you are even more rogue!" Moral murmured below.

The first two games ended very fast, which made several professors who usually teach in the audience shook their heads. They felt that the magic class I had taught for more than half a year was wasted. Both Joan and Arthur used the magician's fighting style.

Fortunately, there are only two strange creatures, Arthur and Joan, in the magic system, and the two teenagers who went on stage to compete are normal magicians.

One of the two was fire-type and the other was earth-type magician. They came up and laid a fire shield and a earth-type shield in front of them.

The fire magician began to move quickly, throwing the continuously generated fireballs towards the opponent while moving, and occasionally mixing with one or two rockets that shoot out quickly.

The earth magician also moves quickly on the field and judges the opponent's movement direction and movement. One by one, one piercing after another suddenly pierces from the ground, and occasionally throws out several swamp techniques to set traps on the field.

Pull the distance and shoot magically, this is the orthodox way of fighting for magicians.

Both of them are second-level magicians and are on guard against each other. Although they are fighting fiercely, it is difficult to decide the winner in a short period of time. I am afraid that only when one of the magic is exhausted can the winner be distinguished.

While the magic department students were still flying kites at a distance, the martial artist department's assessment had already reached the point of being fucked, and the bayonet was red...
Chapter completed!
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