The entire arcane hall erupted into chaos as students watched the arena with anticipation.
A student began to chant slowly on the stage, gradually forming a formation in the air.
[Tier 1 Magic: Fireball]
Soon, the ball of flame rushed towards Victor in front of him.
Viktor merely raised a finger, and the high-speed fireball instantly changed direction, heading straight for the student.
boom!
With a loud bang, the students clapped their hands as Viktor, who seemed completely unfazed, suddenly sent a vine darting into the smoke in front of him, wrapping it around the student and throwing him off the ring.
The student winced in pain and slowly stood up, realizing he had fallen off the ring. He saw a 'D' rating appear on the fiery canvas above Viktor's head.
'Failed.'
On another canvas, the number of people at each stage is counted.
The students only saw that the row with 'D' had one more person.
The number of people who rated ABC was zero.
He could only shake his head, sigh, and leave silently.
Countless students felt the unparalleled pressure emanating from Viktor.
He didn't even launch an attack; he merely defended passively, yet that was enough to make people feel his unyielding strength.
"Next."
A cold, indifferent voice sounded softly.
The students were not deterred by Viktor's strength; on the contrary, they seemed to be even more motivated and rushed toward the ring.
Because Professor Victor said he wouldn't take the initiative, everyone wanted to be the one who could make Victor move an inch.
Just one step, just enough to get Viktor to move one step!
Everyone passed the final exam!
Long queues had already formed inside and outside the Arcane Hall, stretching all the way from inside the hall to the center of the academy's square.
Since the news broke this morning, many students have skipped classes, tossed their books aside, and rushed to join the queue to challenge Viktor.
This incident also attracted the attention of other professors and lecturers.
After all the students had left, they couldn't help but notice.
A group of professors flooded into the Arcane Hall, watching the battles that were constantly taking place on the arena, which puzzled them.
After learning the whole story, they were even more amazed.
After all, Viktor's test would be quite groundbreaking in any department.
While the other professors also possess the ability to overwhelm the students, they are not so incapable of taking any action.
After all, this is a war of attrition.
Under the students' repeated challenges, the mage's own magic power will eventually run out.
The longer it drags on, the less energy there will be to deal with the subsequent challenges.
Not to mention establishing such a rule as Victor did.
If he is forced to move even a single step, then he has lost.
"Well, Professor Victor... he's really strong."
"Yes, and it has a bit of a perverse sense of humor."
The other professors crowded below the stage, watching the scene with great interest.
They nodded and praised.
Viktor's teaching methods were truly novel to them.
Normally, they are only responsible for teaching the relevant magical knowledge in class, and how the students learn from each other depends entirely on their self-discipline.
After all, the professors don't care about these things at all.
Mages learn knowledge to take responsibility for themselves; if students don't want to learn those boring and tedious magic courses, then they should pay the price themselves.
Therefore, every final exam weeds out a batch of poor students.
The Royal Magic Academy ensures that only outstanding students can graduate through this merit-based selection process.
Therefore, there are very few people like Viktor who directly provide physical and mental education to these students.
The number of challengers was increasing rapidly at a visible rate, but Victor remained standing on the ring without moving an inch.
The defeated students felt the enormous gap between themselves and Viktor, and while they were amazed, they were also incredibly disappointed and frustrated.
Each of them stepped onto the stage with immense confidence, but that confidence was quickly shattered by Viktor once they began their challenge.
Despite countless attempts, Viktor remained completely still.
Just like Professor Victor in the ring, he never felt tired.
His unwavering, mountain-like aura completely crushed the confidence of countless students.
Finally, the students realized that one-on-one duels in a series of battles were no match for Viktor.
So, several students jumped onto the ring at the same time and asked Victor:
"Professor, we should have no problem collaborating, right?"
Viktor nodded indifferently.
Whether it's a one-on-one fight or a group brawl, it doesn't matter to him.
There is no difference.
In an instant, the leading students waved to the audience below, and a dark mass of figures appeared on the stage.
Viktor glanced at them lightly; there were about twenty.
Fortunately, the venue was spacious enough to accommodate the challengers.
The twenty challengers on the stage were already ready, evenly distributed, forming various magic arrays in the air.
Different chants gradually echoed in the air, and elemental magic of different colors took shape in the air.
At that moment, the students seemed to see a glimmer of hope.
If playing individually doesn't offer a chance, then playing as a group should at least be an option, right?
With so many mages attacking the professor at the same time, surely he wouldn't just stand still?
But Victor didn't move at all, and no one saw what he did, yet the hem of his trench coat glowed faintly with a green light.
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