Chapter 26 Promotion Exam (Part 1)

"Wow——" Dozens of people in the audience, whether they were respected old mages or pink and tender mage apprentices, all opened their mouths wide in astonishment, enough to fit a fist into their mouths.

what happened?

Did I hear it wrong?

That extremely arrogant rookie mage apprentice actually asked for a promotion trial on the first day he came to Stormwind City Spell Academy?

No matter how arrogant...how arrogant...there is a spectrum!

Bisheng Duke dare!

I heard that Duke was only confirmed to have magical talent a few days ago. If Duke really succeeded, then Khadgar would be ashamed to death. I have been studying for 8 years and I am still not an official mage. After studying for three days, I will hit the title of mage.

Regardless of whether Duke is successful or not, this will definitely leave a strong mark on Duke in the Stormwind Royal School of Magic.

Success - The house is famous, and all Stormwind mages will know that there is a super genius here.

Failure—it is still famous in the whole school, but that is synonymous with 'overreaching'. Duke will forever be crucified in shame.

For a moment, everyone's breathing became heavy.

Medivh asked politely: "You know the conditions for passing the level. Then, apprentice Duke Marcus, are you sure you want to conduct the trial now?"

"I'm sure!" Duke said firmly.

"Alright then." Medivh let go of the palm of his right hand, softly cast a spell, and a strange blue light suddenly lit up in his palm. Like a flame blown by a strong wind, the blue light began to float out of Medivh's palm.

The bright light turned into elegant ribbons, and easily separated the circular space with a radius of more than ten meters around Duke in this way.

Looking from the inside, or looking in from the outside, the landscape has not changed at all.

Only Duke, the person involved, knew how terrifying Medivh's methods were.

The system prompts: "Alarm! You were dragged into an unknown independent space by Medivh (Sargeras)."

Fortunately, Medivh was not hostile, and he even had a gentle smile on his face.

"This is a relatively independent space, but it will not affect your communication with the elemental world. Mr. Marcus, you can start now. As long as you cast any three different level 1 spells without magic props, you You will become a member of the official mages of the Royal School of Magic in Stormwind City."

Duke took a deep breath, ready to try.

At this time, he saw the concerned faces of Daniel and Itana. He didn't need to confirm that he knew that the two were trying to persuade him not to work so hard. Advise him not to show off so much and irritate the old mages.

Duke could only smile wryly.

He can't work hard! He has absolutely no funds to concentrate on studying at the academy. To make money, you have to go out. Even if he has Medivh's promise, if he temporarily leaves the academy as an apprentice, he will definitely be besieged by the conservative forces of the entire Stormwind Kingdom outside.

Even if he can revive and run away from the corpse, it doesn't matter.

It's really not a big deal for an apprentice to die in a field trial.

But the mage is different. Even if it is the lowest-level rudimentary mage, his name will be automatically included in the mage group of the Storm Kingdom, known by the supreme commander of the kingdom, Lothar, and King Ryan of the Storm Kingdom.

Coupled with the title of his super genius, it is impossible not to attract attention.

If the king and the commander are watching at the same time, then no matter the nobles or the mages who hate him, it is impossible to directly take action at will.

This is his Duke's talisman.

Enough to let him through the most dangerous 'novice period'.

Duke took a deep breath, ready to cast his spell.

Generally speaking, it is impossible to reproduce the nanny-style spellcasting in the crystal ball of the apprentice trial from an apprentice. It is impossible for an apprentice to have such a keen spell perception ability, from a fixed and extremely complicated spell-casting tool, reversely deduce the whole series of things including spells, spell-casting formulas, and contact methods with the elemental world.

Under normal circumstances, this is something as unreliable as "asking newborn babies to fight lions and tigers".

All the mages present knew that Duke had not obtained even a small part of the spell formula from any official channel.

But when Duke recited the mantra, the mages were dumbfounded.

It was impossible for them to know that at this moment, Duke had even let the system control his tongue, and his consciousness had already practiced the awkward spell no less than a thousand times in the system as if singing along to the subtitles of karaoke.

What came out of Duke's mouth was an incomparably standard high elf language.

The cadence is full of mysterious beauty, and the key syllables are quick, short, but extremely accurate. Without the assistance of magic props, Duke can clearly feel that he is like a faucet that has been turned on, and the mental and physical strength in his body is rapidly decreasing.

However, he can clearly feel that his body and soul have achieved a stable connection with a world of a different dimension - the elemental world.

The fiery breath came quickly, condensing on his arm at high speed.

Anyone can see that a huge fireball is forming in Duke's hands.

"【Fireball】? No! This is...【Pyroblast】!!!" All the mages around couldn't help but exclaimed.

How old was the first time you successfully performed the [Pyroblast]? I'm afraid no one is before the age of 20, right? But this half-sized kid actually made it out.

There is not a single bit of extra elemental power overflowing, and the amount of power it absorbs is simply exquisite to the pinnacle!

This kind of control method really came from the hands of an apprentice who had awakened the magic power for less than three days?

"Huh!" As if to slap Medivh in the face, the tank-sized [Pyro-Blast] hit Medivh head-on and face-to-face.

For a powerful guardian, this is not a problem at all. Medivh didn't even move his fingers, the blue light surrounding Duke was just like that, and everyone saw Duke's explosive fireball was completely wiped away.

"You completed the first spell very well." Medivh made a decision on the spot, and then, he saw the sweat dripping from the forehead of Duke: "Do you need to take a break? The time limit for the official elementary wizard exam is one hour. .”

"No!" Duke chose to continue. Although he saw that his pitiful mana had changed from the initial full value of 26/26 to the current 12/26 in the system prompt, Duke did not stop.

He had a vague premonition that if he continued to squeeze his potential, there might be some kind of breakthrough.

Shaking his head, shaking his exhaustion and slump out of his head, Duke cooperated with his gestures, and a soft light blue light rubbed out in Duke's hands. Even ten meters away, the mages could still clearly feel the chill emanating from the ball of light in Duke's hand.

[Frostbolt]!