Chapter 214 Arena Competition
A freshman competition will be held at the arena of the Saint Villiers School of Magic, and the Lord of Magic will be present with the other magic saints.
The news spread throughout the city of Igeya like wings.
Many senior students who lived off campus heard the news and returned to the college to watch this strange game.
Yes, strange.
Many people don’t understand why it was just a competition between two magic apprentices, so why did it alarm the gods and saints of magic?
It was the time for new students to enroll, and there were still two days before classes officially started, but the college actually held a grand competition for two freshmen in the largest arena.
Not only were the students at the magic academy puzzled, even the residents who had lived in Igya City for many years found it incredible.
This kind of thing has never happened before!
Who are those two magic apprentices? Why did they cause such a stir?
Soon, people who were well-informed found out some interesting information.
It is said that one of the magic apprentices is named Luvisi Snowo, from the Snowo family of the northern Pros Empire. One of his elders is a magic saint who works in the Magic Tower.
Another magic apprentice was called Sperian, who came from the Sesis Mountains of the Western Dalia Empire and was a mountain dweller with no background.
The two men had a conflict because of fighting over a dining table. Lu Weixi relied on the fact that he had a mage elder to put pressure on the principal of the magic academy, intending to punish the powerless mountain people.
The principal was wise and unafraid of power. He insisted on letting the two magic apprentices compete in the arena, and the loser would kneel down and apologize to the winner.
Since the Magic Tower's Mage Saint was involved, the Lord of Magic decided to act as the referee himself to allow the magic apprentices to compete fairly and impartially.
After learning what had happened, everyone was immediately outraged.
The magic apprentice named Lu Weixi is too bullying, and his magic saint elder cannot distinguish right from wrong and bullies the weak. It is really hard to agree with him.
Poor mountain man named Sperian, he is an intermediate magic apprentice of the seventh element. How can he defeat the advanced magic apprentice of the fire element?
As we all know, if the seven-element magician is trained well, he will be a genius among geniuses, but if he is not trained well, he will be a waste.
How many good resources can I get as a Sperian mountaineer?
Definitely not as good as the young master from a noble family.
This is a losing game.
Many people began to sympathize with Sperian, stood up for him, and wanted to go to the scene to cheer him on.
Unfortunately, the arena has limited seats, and students who are not from magic academies are not allowed to enter to watch the game.
Countless people sighed and lamented, while the students of the school put down their work and rushed back to watch the game.
How can we miss such a grand event?
In the VIP seats of the arena, Ilio approached Zephir and asked with a smile, "Did you spread the news?"
He used his spiritual sense to circle around the audience and heard the topics everyone was discussing. He was basically certain that Zephir was making a big fuss in public opinion and directly put Fritton on the grill.
Zephir sat elegantly, his gaze drifting towards the huge arena, and asked, "What do you think?"
Elio chuckled. "I hope Fritton doesn't cry in a corner after the game."
Zephir's mouth twitched.
This elf warrior, who is known as the youngest elf warrior, has a character as bad as ever!
"I wonder what Danlov's expression was when he received your invitation letter?" Ilio touched his smooth chin and turned to look at the God of Magic on the referee's bench.
What expression did Danlov have?
It's nothing but surprise.
Zephir personally delivered the invitation letter to the Magic Tower and, in front of all the magic saints, invited him to go to the Magic Academy to serve as a referee for the competition between two magic apprentices.
At first, Danlov was embarrassed.
Wouldn't it be a bit of a waste of talent to let the God of Magic be the referee for the magic apprentices' competition?
The work at the Magic Tower is very busy, so he has no free time.
When he learned that one of the magic apprentices was named Sperian, Danlov's attitude changed instantly and he frowned to confirm with Zephir.
After receiving a positive answer, Danlov immediately put down his work and summoned the magic saints to go to the Saint Vilia Magic Academy.
The other mages were bewildered and instinctively followed the Lord of Magic's orders. Until they understood the reason for the match, they had some complaints about Fritton.
It is an insult to the Dharma Saint's reputation to cover up for such a small matter.
When Danlov saw Fritton with a sullen face, he didn't say anything to blame him. He just waved to Sperian and asked him in a friendly manner when Sperian ran to him.
"When did you come to the atrium?"
"yesterday."
"Why don't you come to the Magic Tower to find me first?"
"Oh, you are so busy at work, I am afraid to disturb you."
Just a few words of conversation revealed the closeness of the two people, and the Dharma Saints who followed the God of Dharma all showed surprised expressions.
Fritton, who was marginalized, looked as pale as death.
Danlov smiled and said to the innocent little elf, "Play well."
"Okay, Danlov, thank you." The little elf bowed and took his friends to their seats near the stadium.
When he saw the blond-haired, green-eyed boy walking at the back, Danlov's expression froze for a moment, and he almost called out "Teacher" in a chuckle.
Fortunately, he had great self-control and managed to hold it back.
Elf King!
Why did the Elf King disguise himself as a human and personally accompany the goblins to the mainland for training?
He swore in the name of the God of Law that he would never admit his mistake!
Did the dark forces speed up the process, or did the God of Darkness arrive early?
Danlov couldn't help but feel nervous and wanted to catch up to ask, but the situation was not right, so he could only use telepathy magic.
"Teacher, you..."
Before he could finish his question, the Elf King's gentle voice echoed in his mind.
"Don't be nervous, Danlov. Just treat me as an ordinary student."
After receiving the teacher's instructions, Danlov secretly breathed a sigh of relief and calmly nodded slightly to the blond boy who was walking away.
"Master God of Law, do you know that child?"
A certain Dharma Saint couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
"Yes." Danlov smiled. "That child is a mountain dweller I met when I passed through the Sesis Mountains. He has a very high magical talent."
"I'll have to watch the game carefully later." The mage's eyes lit up. "By the way, I heard Ilio is back?"
"Yeah!" Danlov looked at Ilio who was sitting with Zephir and smiled helplessly.
The underage goblins go out to gain experience, and they are protected by the Elf King and Elf Warriors. Who dares to mess with them?
No wonder Fritton’s face looked so gloomy just now. He must have suffered from Ilio’s vicious attack.
This competition among magic apprentices may also be related to Ilio.
Elves and goblins are upright races. They would rather compete fairly than take shortcuts.
Although Sperian was a mid-level archmage, Danlov believed that he would not use advanced magic beyond that of a magic apprentice.
Danlov walked slowly towards the referee's seat, and warm cheers suddenly rang out at the scene. The audience stood up and saluted respectfully to the God of Law.
He waved his hand, and after half a minute, he sat down with a serious expression.
The referee is in place and it's time for the contestants to take the stage.
In the front row of the audience, Team Light's teammates cheered for Shu Li.
"Sperian, you must teach that guy a lesson!"
"Yes, let him know that bullying will backfire."
"Magicians are messengers of light. Despicable people will never be favored by the God of Light."
"I hope that after this lesson, he can be a good person."
"Sperian...you have to be careful. Luvish must have a lot of high-level magic scrolls on him."
Hector reminded worriedly.
He knew Luvitch, he was very cunning and would never win the game by his own ability.
"Magic scrolls are not allowed in competitive matches."
Shu Li stood up, straightened his magic robe, and took out an ordinary low-level magic wand from his storage bag.
"Hector, don't worry, no matter what tricks he has, he can't win the game."
Seeing his confidence, Hector nodded heavily.
No matter what, he must trust his friends.
"I'm going on the court." Shu Li walked towards the court with his head held high and his chest puffed out.
"Sperian—"
Ace's pleasant voice sounded behind him, and Shu Li subconsciously turned around to look at the handsome blond boy.
"Enjoy the game." Ace said.
"Great!" Shu Li made a victory gesture.
Ace meant to let him fight for a longer time, not to win all at once, otherwise the audience would not be satisfied and he would not feel a sense of accomplishment.
It was true; only after suffering multiple blows would one remember their lessons. Since no one else was teaching the arrogant young noble, he was happy to do it for them.
Shu Li stepped into the competition area with a bright smile.
At the same time, Lu Weixi came on the stage with a glittering golden glow.
He was wearing a gorgeous high-end magic robe, holding a high-end magic wand inlaid with sunstone, and wearing high-end magic armor on his forehead, arms, waist, and ankles. He was fully armed.
Compared to him, Shu Li was wearing a magic apprentice uniform, holding the lowest-level magic wand, and had no protective gear. He looked extremely shabby.
Senior magic apprentice versus intermediate magic apprentice.
Top-notch equipment versus junk equipment.
This is an unfair game.
Somewhere in the audience, a man in a hooded cloak leaned close to Sadler and said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, the contrast between the poor mountain dweller and the young master of the noble family is stark. I'm afraid the little guy is going to suffer."
Sadler frowned: "Shut up."
If he wanted to watch the game, he would just keep quiet and not think about how much risk he took to get him into the academy.
The dark elf Morrissey made a zipper motion and obediently closed his mouth.
Sadler looked at the two magic apprentices facing each other on the field and said solemnly: "Equipment and level are not the key to victory or defeat."
Elemental affinity is the most important condition.
Any high-level magician with eyesight could sense that the elemental power surrounding the young man named Sperian was terrifyingly strong.
Morrissey gave him a thumbs-up with his gloved hand.
Sadler: ...
Inside the competition arena, Lu Weixi proudly raised his magic wand, pointed it at Shu Li, and sneered, "Originally, it was just a conflict between Hector and me. Since you got involved, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Shu Li held her magic wand and looked him in the eye fearlessly. "Hector is my teammate, and his business is my business. You are ruthless, and I will show no mercy."
As soon as he finished speaking, he moved suddenly, rushing towards Lu Weixi with agility. Without giving him any chance to react, he raised his foot and kicked out with his right leg, hitting the opponent's chest accurately.
"Bang!"
Lu Weixi was caught off guard and was kicked away. He fell heavily to the ground and rolled several times.
“Wow—”
The audience exclaimed.
Lu Weixi got up dazed, clutching his aching chest, and angrily demanded, "How dare you kick me, young master?"
Shu Li stood elegantly in the center of the arena, grinning broadly as he said, "There's no rule in the competition that magicians can't fight in close combat."
Lu Weixi was stunned.
Shu Li's figure flashed and suddenly appeared behind him, kindly reminding him: "During the battle, being dazed can be fatal!"
After saying that, he raised his foot and kicked Lu Weixi in the butt.
After scoring his second goal, Luvitch lunged forward and fell flat on his face, grimacing in pain.
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