At this time, the magic exams at Saint Kaya Academy had officially begun. The sun shone across the campus, casting a solemn and mysterious glow over the entire Saint Kaya Academy.
In the distance, seven magic instructors wearing different magical robes slowly approached. Their steps were steady, and powerful magical fluctuations emanated from their bodies.
The instructor walking in front wore a golden robe with a golden sun embroidered on the sleeve, symbolizing the light elemental magic he specialized in. Following behind the seven instructors were a group of students wearing dark blue robes embroidered with stars.
This scene filled the eyes of the students who came to take the exam with envy. They longed to wear the dark blue magic robe that symbolized glory and strength and become a member of this academy.
However, it is not easy to realize this dream. The next exam will be very strict, and only by passing the assessment can you have the opportunity to become a member of this academy.
These seven mentors represent the seven magic schools of Saint Kaya Academy: attack, support, healing, natural elements, time and space, spirit, and holy light magic with rare attributes, that is, light magic scholars.
They will decide who can stay and assign them to the corresponding department based on their performance and potential. Therefore, if none of the seven mentors chooses you, you will not be able to join any department, which means you will not be able to attend Sankaya College this year.
At this time, several magicians were sitting firmly on the chairs beside the observation deck, their eyes fixed on the field, where many students full of expectation and nervousness gathered.
One of the magic instructors stood up, his eyes slowly sweeping over them. His tone was filled with solemnity, as if announcing the start of an important ceremony: "First of all, I warmly welcome all the students who have come from afar. However, whether you can stay here depends entirely on your own strength and performance."
Then, he gently raised his hands and gracefully drew a mysterious magical rune. Instantly, a clear bell sound rang out in the air, melodious and pleasant, like an ancient piece of music.
As the bells echoed, the surrounding space seemed to be shrouded in a tranquil and sacred atmosphere, making people feel extremely solemn.
The light of the magic runes gradually spread, until it covered the entire examination area. These lights were like countless stars, dazzling and brilliant, and they fell one after another, like a magnificent meteor shower.
Each meteor fell precisely on each student taking the exam. As the meteor shower faded, a number appeared on everyone's forehead.
Without exception, these numbers are all even. Two students with the same number will become rivals and engage in a fierce competition.
Starting from the 1st, every game will become a thrilling showdown. Students will do their best to show their magical talents and fight for the chance to stay in this academy.
In a duel, there's no need to worry about the difference in strength between your opponent and you. Regardless of winning or losing, both players have a chance of being chosen by the magic instructor. After all, the instructor values talent and strength, not victory or defeat.
At this moment, Xie Qi was sitting in the stands, watching the two people on the ring perform magic naturally and skillfully. He couldn't help but sigh. He really had no idea how to perform magic.
"Host, I found a few books of magic spells for you, learn them quickly!"
“So thick?”
Although Xie Qi said he was thick-skinned, he still took the magic book and opened it. He found that the content inside was extremely complex and profound. Every page was densely covered with various strange symbols, patterns and annotations, which made people dizzy.
He tried to understand the meaning, but found himself completely baffled. These magic spells seemed to have unique patterns and logic, but they were unfamiliar territory to him.
Xie Qi leaned back in his chair, his soul seemingly leaving his body. He said with a hopeless look, "948, why can't I understand a single word? Did you fail to transmit the language of this world to me?"
"Of course it was spread...but the original owner was illiterate..."
After hearing what 948 said, Xie Qi also remembered that the original owner had not been to school since he was three years old. Even if he didn't understand, it seemed that he really understood it.
Time passed by, and it was almost Xie Qi's turn. He flipped through the magic book again, his eyes lingering on the last few pages. Suddenly, he found a short-looking magic spell.
He gently poked a boy sitting next to him and asked in a low voice: "Hey, classmate, how do you read this?"
When the male student heard Xie Qi's question, he turned around in surprise, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
He stared at Xie Qi for a while, as if to confirm whether Xie Qi was joking, but when he saw Xie Qi's sincere and eager eyes, he couldn't help but ask doubtfully: "Are you serious?"
Xie Qi nodded without hesitation, indicating that he was indeed serious.
The boy leaned over curiously and looked in the direction of Xie Qi's finger. After a moment, he said with difficulty, "I can read it, but... this spell is not what we should learn now."
Xie Qi didn't care at all after hearing this. Since he didn't know any other spells anyway, he thought, he might as well choose this one that looked the shortest. It should be easier to remember.
So he said to the boy, "It's okay, just teach me how to read first."
So under Xie Qi's persuasion, the classmate still told Xie Qi the magic spell. After Xie Qi learned the tongue-twisting spell, it was his turn to play.
"Hey kid, you don't look like a local. Did you summon a magic weapon?"
At this time, opposite Xie Qi stood a man dressed in gorgeous clothes inlaid with various gems. It was obvious at first glance that the other party was a rich young man.
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