Chapter 16 Chapter 16 Plunge forward.
"Hello."
Su Cheng greeted politely, "It's me."
The man tilted his head and looked at her with a critical look in his eyes.
His expression was lazy, but the lines of his eyebrows were quite sharp. Three flame-shaped golden-red magic patterns were dotted at the corners of his eyes, shining with the pigeon-blood rubies on his earrings.
"Has it always been special grade?" he asked casually, glancing at the emblem on the girl's chest. "Why is it only level two?"
Su Cheng: “…No.”
For most people, their resonance level is fixed during the first test, and only for a very small number of people, it may change a second time as they age.
This change can only increase and not decrease.
but--
Even if one has been tested for exceptional talent since childhood, becoming an apprentice magician at the age of seventeen or eighteen without the guidance of a famous teacher or the use of certain rare resources is already quite good.
After all, the study and advancement of elemental magic also requires comprehension and understanding.
If someone is a little bit dumb, he may not be able to learn it even if he is very talented.
But Cross Star Academy has many geniuses and the standards are higher, which is normal.
Su Cheng: "It was advanced before, but then I had a feeling, so I took a test, and sure enough, it was upgraded."
The red-haired man nodded. "You majored in wind magic? Do you know third-level magic?"
Su Cheng: “…No.”
If she knew how, she would definitely upgrade her rank first and come here with the badge of a junior magician.
The red-haired man glanced at her and said, "You didn't just get the apprentice badge, did you? Why don't you try third-level magic?"
Su Cheng: "I'm too busy."
At the beginning, you kill one person, then the succubus and the dragon knight, then you break off the engagement and complete the contract with the gods.
What else can I do?
The red-haired man frowned, seemingly not liking the answer, and his eyes moved around her.
"Tsk," he commented casually, "it doesn't look that great."
Su Cheng also stared at him for a few seconds. "So this is how your school's entrance exam works? Just 'watch' it? That's really quite efficient."
The surroundings suddenly became quiet.
The mages who were sorting scrolls at the table all looked over here, some of them had an expression of enjoying the show, and the great magician who had led her in before even smiled and gave her a thumbs up.
"Um?"
The red-haired man crossed his arms, not looking angry at all, but just snorted and laughed.
"Come on, let's see what else you can do besides your mouth."
He paused. "My name is Xiao Yun. You may see my name in some textbooks. You can call me Professor or Your Excellency, whatever you like—"
Through the open collar, half of the tattoo on the side of the man's chest was faintly visible.
On the plump and bulging pectoral muscles, thin black lines meander and swirl, outlining the outline of large and round scales and wings. The black lines extend radially from the base of the wings to the edges.
Butterfly wings?
Su Cheng's gaze paused and couldn't help but drift towards the collar.
I mainly want to see the other part of the tattoo.
Xiao Yun snapped his fingers and said, "Miss, look here."
Su Cheng raised his head.
The red-haired man looked at her with a half-smile.
Su Cheng coughed lightly, "Yes, okay, you can yell at me however you want—"
The magicians in the lounge were whispering to each other, and some of them couldn't help but laugh.
Xiao Yun stared at her for two seconds. "So should I also be informed about how I should address you?"
Su Cheng realized that after he used the honorific, he seemed to change his tone immediately.
The magicians in the distance were still whispering to each other, and some people couldn't help laughing at the two of them, probably still thinking that the two were joking.
"Mr. Xiao Yun seems to be in a good mood. It's rare to see him talking so much with the freshmen..."
"Three special elements are rare, especially since this person's attributes match his..."
"Then maybe I can become an introductory student in the future..."
"But the deans might..."
"Although three-element systems are rare, she's only at level two, so she shouldn't be anything special..."
They communicated in low voices.
"I'm Su Cheng," the girl curled her lips, "If you want to call me Your Excellency or Sir, that's fine too—"
Someone over there laughed again.
It seemed a bit presumptuous for an apprentice magician without a noble title to say such words in front of the famous professor of the secret academy.
But they just thought it was a child's joke.
Xiao Yun looked at her thoughtfully.
"...Ha, I'm just kidding," Su Cheng said with a smile, "Just call me by my name."
Xiao Yun didn't comment, turned around, kicked open the door and went into another room, "Follow me."
Su Cheng adjusted his mood and walked over.
Lin Yun is not a real elemental mage, he relies entirely on the cheating of the old man with plug-ins. He can't be the same as him, so he must deal with it seriously.
Inside the door is a spacious hall.
These are special spaces opened up by magic. They will not stay in the guild for long and will disappear after the enrollment period ends.
Even so, she was still a little amazed.
There are hexagonal colorful high windows on all four sides, with green, gold and blue interlaced. Bright lights hang high on the dome, and the crystal glass shines brightly in the light.
The jade-white pillars were entwined with palm leaf carvings, and the obsidian floor was polished to a shine, as clear as a mirror, reflecting the figures of the two of them.
"Since you are a rank mage and your resonance level is also qualified, let's take a look at your comprehension—"
Xiao Yun walked to the center of the hall, the ruby pendant on his ear swaying.
He stretched out his hand and a dense array of gold-plated words appeared in the air.
"This is a wind magic spell, created by our former dean. You must learn it on the spot. The timer starts in five seconds."
As soon as the words fell, circles of light appeared on the obsidian ground, and a huge blue magic circle emerged.
The wind elves came galloping over with laughter, leaping and dancing at the edge of the circular magic circle, and their numbers were increasing.
Su Cheng's expression froze.
With a magic circle that gathers elemental spirits, the difficulty of casting spells will be greatly reduced.
However--
This magic looks quite troublesome.
Su Cheng didn't dare to waste time. He stood under the floating words and began to read carefully.
It not only contains the magic chanting incantations, but also provides the analysis of the spells, tips for inputting magic power, etc.
"alright."
After about ten minutes, the words in the air disappeared.
This amount of time was only enough for her to remember the content, and she had no time to try it.
Su Cheng took a breath and rubbed his hands together, "I can now--"
"No," the man beckoned her, "I will attack you next, you need to find a way to deal with it and release the magic I just cast."
Su Cheng was stunned.
For elemental mages, especially low-level elemental mages, the environment in which they cast magic is very important.
If you keep your body still and concentrate on chanting, the success rate of the spell will be greatly improved.
In combat it's another matter.
However, this was an exam and she had no time to make any conditions. She frowned and nodded, but before she could say anything, three wind blades shot towards her.
Su Cheng jumped to the side in embarrassment and felt them brushing against his arms, and his sleeves were cut in an instant.
Su Cheng: “…”
She released Wind Step and then jumped three meters away.
The wind blades thrown from the opposite side became faster and faster, and dense air blades shot one after another.
Su Cheng dodged while trying to cast magic.
However, this magic is not simple. If you are distracted for a moment, the barely condensed elemental spirits will disperse and return to the vicinity of the magic circle on the ground.
Moreover, just because Wind Step makes the body lighter doesn’t mean that movement doesn’t consume physical energy.
This intense exercise only lasted a few minutes before Su Cheng began to pant.
He had to distract himself to dodge the wind blades, and now he was also affected by fatigue, making it even harder for him to cast new magic.
Even though this exam seemed to have no time limit, she would become more and more tired, and soon she wouldn't even be able to dodge the wind blades.
Generally speaking, if one can master a magic skillfully, one can chant the spell silently.
But the newly learned magic must be chanted out loud, and the speed cannot be too fast.
She went over the spell in her mind, estimating it would take at least seven or eight seconds.
During this time, you must concentrate as much as possible on casting the spell.
It would be better if you didn't move.
What if you risk being hit by the wind blade?
As long as you are not stabbed in a vital part, it doesn't matter if you are injured. The temple of the Holy See is nearby anyway, so you can just go find a priest for treatment.
She could afford it anyway.
but--
Su Cheng always felt that he had overlooked something.
As a wind mage, she would be more sensitive to spells of the same type cast by others. She looked at the sharp blades flashing with green light and gradually realized that something was wrong.
Wind Blades are made up of wind spirits.
In the perceptual world of the resonator, the rhythm of the wind elves has a specific rhythm, and different forms and different distances will have different feedback.
Even with my eyes closed, I can still feel it.
These wind blades seem dense and numerous, but they are also shot in batches.
She counted silently in her mind and found that the attack frequency had not changed and the interval time was the same.
However--
Her feelings towards them are constantly changing, sometimes present and sometimes absent. What does this mean?
...Some wind blades are not wind blades!
They are either other magic disguised as wind blades, or they don't exist at all and may be some kind of illusion!
Su Cheng suddenly stopped.
"Wind of the sky, listen to my call..."
She hummed softly.
Dozens of wind blades shot towards him, but Su Cheng stood still, letting them fall on him.
Then it dissipated into pale blue light spots all over the sky.
"It materializes at the confluence of torrents, tears flesh apart, and dries up blood—"
The wind elves rose up with a scream, as if being pulled by an invisible force, rushing from all directions, interweaving and converging into a high-speed rotating wind vortex.
The wind vortex was nearly ten meters in diameter. It rotated in the middle of the hall, swallowing up the surrounding air, and all the wind blades were sucked into it.
Countless wind currents rubbed and squeezed each other, making sharp hissing sounds like a group of snakes.
Su Cheng looked up in shock.
...She didn't even believe that this was magic she could perform.
This effect is obviously at the fourth level.
Before she could feel proud, a headache came over her and her magic output was suddenly interrupted.
The huge vortex in the air began to dissipate, and the violent airflow rushed in all directions, breaking the stained glass and shattering the ceiling and pillars.
She staggered back a few steps, feeling dizzy and as if all the strength in her body had been drained away. She was dizzy and almost fell to the ground.
never mind.
Su Cheng gave up treatment and sat down directly, holding his forehead and breathing hard.
After a few seconds, the wind vortex completely dissipated.
“…barely passing.”
Xiao Yun walked over slowly, his leather boots making crisp clattering sounds as they stepped on the obsidian tiles.
Su Cheng's vision was still a little blurry. He could only see the hem of the gorgeous robe fluttering, revealing the slender calves wrapped in leather.
The red-haired man walked over and stood in front of her, his tall figure casting a shadow.
"Can you still move?"
Su Cheng stretched out his hands to support himself and tried to get up, but his head was still dizzy. He swayed for a while and sat back down.
"No," she held her forehead, "Please let me sit for a while, it will be fine soon."
The red-haired man held out his hand to her.
Su Cheng: "Wait a minute, seriously, don't pull me!"
Before he finished speaking——
Xiao Yun grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up.
The moment the future professor let go of his hand, Su Cheng's legs felt weak, he staggered and fell forward.
She instinctively raised her hands, trying to find some balance.
As a result, the distance between the two was too close, and he stretched out his palm and grabbed it. His fingertips tore open the collar of the robe, crossed the sharp collarbone, and then fell on the full chest muscles.
The muscles under the palms are firm and warm, rising and falling slightly with breathing, and are very elastic.
Her five fingers unconsciously clenched together, her fingertips sinking into the grooves of the flesh, and she felt the steady and powerful heartbeat in her chest.
The red-haired man's body stiffened.
Then, the originally smooth touch suddenly tightened, like awakened lava solidified into iron, and the muscles suddenly became hard.
And the black butterfly tattoo with its wings flapping as if about to fly was completely exposed.
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