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Chapter 59 Team Competition

The first freshman assessment of the Academy of Magic has arrived as scheduled. As the principal of Odin Royal Academy of Magic, Andrea is speaking for this assessment on the high platform. Her petite body is full of majesty.

Among the bustling crowd, Ivan had a grimace on his face, as if he couldn't bear to look back on the past.

He clearly remembered everything that happened last night, and he had a more intuitive feeling about his demon personality.

That is a super pervert with no moral integrity!

What? What happened last night, you ask?

Those must be all kinds of indescribable things, things that would cause this book to be blocked directly if published.

He really didn't expect that his second personality would dare to do such a destructive thing to Andrea. At this time, his image in the eyes of the dean changed from a harmless little guinea pig to a lolita pervert. He

I really want to find a wall and hit myself to death.

Both Stern and Abel couldn't understand Ivan's mental state at this time. Wasn't this person still very excited a few days before the assessment? Why did he look so bitter and resentful today?

"Hey, your face is turning into a bitter melon. Relax, being too nervous may affect the next assessment." Stern patted Ivan on the back, trying to comfort his friend.

What can Ivan say? Is telling him that he is actually repenting?

The dean on the high platform finally finished his long speech, and the beginning of the assessment made Ivan temporarily stop thinking about what happened last night.

This assessment adopts a points system. Students who perform better will naturally get more points and be ranked higher.

The first is the magic test. In the past few months spent in the academy, qualified apprentices have reached the level of first-level magicians, and those with outstanding talents have even stepped up to the level of second-level spellcasters.

Abel's mental strength is almost reaching the level of a third-level magician.

Ivan walked up to the teacher and put his hand on the magic crystal ball. The mysterious light almost filled the inside of the crystal ball.

"The magic reserve is at the second level of peak level." The teacher who took the test also looked at Ivan in surprise. The level of magic reserve at the second level peak was very rare among the freshmen.

Ivan himself was shocked. Although Andrea said that his magic level had been greatly improved, according to his estimation, it was only at the level of a second-level elementary spell caster. Who would have thought that he would soar all the way to

Level two peak, which means that Ivan can cast more spells than other magic apprentices.

Stern, Abel, and the other friends were all frightened. The increase in magic power rivaled that of elves.

"Don't let people hang around anymore." Stern's face was full of grief and anger. How could the two people around him be more perverted than the other?

The next test was the students' ability to actually cast spells. The three of them were all practitioners and were extremely proficient in casting spells.

Then there is a one-on-one duel to test the students' fighting skills. Each student has three other students as opponents.

Ivan's first opponent was a nervous short-haired girl. When he saw Ivan, the legendary heinous remnant of the demon clan, walking onto the stage, his face almost burst into tears.

Hey, hey, hey, I haven't done anything yet, but I actually scared the other party to tears just by relying on my fierce reputation. Isn't this considered as subduing someone without a fight?

But why didn't he feel happy at all? Ivan sighed.

After getting off the fighting ring, he realized that Andrea was actually watching from the audience. The last thing Ivan wanted to face now was her, and he still hadn't figured out how to apologize.

"It's so majestic! You can actually scare girls to tears even if you stand still. You are indeed a pervert! If you don't get close to you, you will definitely get pregnant."

Damn it, don’t add random settings to me! If you get close to me, you will be forcibly impregnated. What kind of devilish setting is this? I am not a ruthless seed-seeding machine! But seeing the dean’s petite figure, Ivan’s heart

A strong sense of guilt suddenly flashed through him, especially since he still remembered what happened last night when he held the dean under him.

Seeing Ivan looking at her blankly, Andrea knew that this big pervert must have thought about what happened last night.

The dean's delicate little face turned red with embarrassment. Andrea gritted her teeth and said, "If you dare to tell me what happened last night, I will definitely make you look good."

Ivan suddenly felt a chill in his lower body. After waking up last night, the place he trusted most was almost destroyed.

Ivan, the second assigned opponent, was immediately amused when he saw it. He was actually an old acquaintance, Itkarn, who was beaten black and blue by him on the first day of school.

Using the power of his family, Itkahn assigned Ivan and himself to a group. He picked up the list tremblingly, and Itkahn laughed. It was finally time for revenge.

Naturally, the second duel will not start until tomorrow. This is also to take care of the students' physical strength. It is impossible for the junior magicians' magic reserves to support them in continuous battles.

Although he is an old opponent, Ivan will not take it lightly. No one knows how much the opponent has improved during this period. Moreover, Ivan at that time barely defeated him by relying on his physical skills. Of course, this time Ivan

I want to use magic to have an open showdown with my opponent.

Of course, if it really doesn't work, you still have to use your own fists. After all, there is nothing in the precautions and assessment rules that prohibits the use of physical skills in single-player assessments.

"Dong dong dong." The sound of knocking on the door sounded.

Ivan opened the door, and Abel was leaning against the wall outside, yawning.

"Why are you here in the middle of the night?"

"Let me go in first. Don't I, the new king, deserve to come in and have a cup of tea?"

"I only have plain water here. If you have anything to say, please tell me."

Abel no longer smiled playfully, his expression was serious.

"I have some idea of ​​what you asked me to check."

"About Itkarn?"

"Well, in fact, a group of strangers did come in and out of his mansion recently."

"Aren't these people all killers?"

"It's very possible that the person I hired told me that when he passed by these people on purpose, he smelled the faint smell of blood on their bodies."

Is it necessary? He actually hired a whole team of killers to deal with him... At this moment, Ivan deeply felt the power of capital.

"I want to remind you to be careful in tomorrow's assessment. No one can guarantee that Itkarn who is dueling with you will not play any tricks."

Ivan felt a chill in his heart, maybe he should ask Andrea to supervise the game tomorrow.

The next day, Ivan and Itkarn stood on the fighting platform and stared at each other.

Andrea came as promised, but she was still full of resentment towards Ivan. She looked at Ivan like she was looking at garbage in a stinking ditch.

I don’t know when I will get rid of the title of pervert. It’s all because of the other half of my body. Demons are really not good people. It’s okay to be cruel and murderous, but I still want to do such a loss. The seven sins of mankind are simply

These are the basic characteristics of demons.

Ivan's hatred of demons has undoubtedly reached a new level. His tragic childhood experience and the embarrassing situation of being regarded as a pervert are all his fault.

Ivan here is complaining secretly, while Itkarn over there is gearing up and eager to try.

Facts have proved that Ivan and Abel really just overthink it. Itkarn didn't want to play any tricks at all. He believed in the progress of his magic level during this period, and he just wanted to defeat him openly in front of everyone.

Ivan, so as to clear his name. Seeing the deans sitting in the audience watching the game, Itkahn was even more excited. He must win!

"Bastard, today I will make you leave here with your tail between your legs like a lost dog."

"Didn't you say that last time?" Normally, Ivan might not like to talk to his opponents, but recently his temper can be said to be terrible, so Ivan will not let language serve as an outlet.

.

"If you still think that now is the same as then, you are totally wrong. Let me wipe away the shame of this human race!" The blazing flames flew towards Ivan.

I am not who I was before! Ivan said silently in his heart. (Andrea: You have gone further and further on the path of perversion.)

"Wind track, floating." The cyan wind moved Ivan's body.

"Incineration! Explode!"

The sparks emitted by the flames exploded directly, and Ivan was caught off guard. Fortunately, he had already recited the protective spell regarding fire magic resistance in advance. Even so, he still looked a little embarrassed.

"Ice Arrow." Ivan immediately fired back.

"Phase shift." Itkarn hid quickly.

Itkarn became more and more frightened as he fought. At that time, he was purely defeated by physical skills. Why is it that the opponent's spells are now not inferior to his own? He even has so much magic power that he has no difficulty at all after releasing spells one after another.

sign.

There is only one word in Ivan's mind now, and that is anger! The staff in the opponent's hand looks like a high-end product, and its various powerful bonuses are completely incomparable to the student's staff in his hand.

He felt the power of money again!

"Spell Torrent." This is not a low-level spell. Ivan obtained it through spell awakening. If it weren't for the second-level peak magic power, he really wouldn't be able to use it.

As an amplifying spell, the greatest effect of Spell Torrent is to speed up the caster's singing speed.

"Fireball", "Ice Arrow", "Magic Missile"

Several low-level spells were chanted in an instant, and Itkarn could no longer keep up with Ivan's spell casting speed at this moment.

How could it be! Itkarn couldn't believe it.
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