At this point, the onlookers finally began to stir.

Even within this academy, such powerful magic is extremely rare; anyone who can reach 80 or above upon enrollment would be considered a unique genius.

For example, Aiden's score at the time was 83.

By the way, Adrian is 97, which he just whispered to Willy.

His score was the highest among all those who possessed the power of light magic in history. It is said that when the results came out, even the Pope was alarmed, and that afternoon he was exceptionally granted the title of Holy Son.

"Waaah..."

Vili heard sobbing in his ear, and unsurprisingly, it was 888.

"I'm so touched... This is the proper way to read this book!"

"Look at the reactions of the other people: shock, admiration, jealousy... This is the kind of treatment a protagonist should receive!"

Wei tapped his cheek with his hand, thought for a couple of seconds, and then raised his hand.

At such a moment, no one would notice his actions except for His Holiness the Holy Son, who had been watching from the sidelines.

But after seeing his own results, Hill couldn't help but search for Willy's figure in the crowd.

As the main character at the event, his actions naturally attracted the most attention, and the next second everyone else looked over as well, including the teachers standing on the stage with him.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Willy slowly cleared his throat and began to speak:

"Teacher, I've never seen such a high score before. Is this instrument broken?"