Chapter Seventy-One: The Dean of the Outer Court

  On a tree-lined path in the outer courtyard, Xiao Chen and Anthony were walking.

  After the competition is over, all freshmen will be led by their instructors from various colleges to arrange classes, and various rewards will also be issued.

  Xiao Chen naturally received great attention for taking first place. Wind System Instructor Antony personally took him to report to the outer court and arranged for him to enter a seed class.

  The scenery of the outer court and the preparatory class are worlds apart. The two rows of towering ancient trees along the road, the neatly paved gravel path, the spotless roads, and the various buildings filled with magical atmosphere.

  As they walked, Anthony introduced Xiao Chen.

  "Xiao Chen, our Magic Academy is divided into the Junior Magic Department and the Intermediate Magic Department. The students in the Junior Magic Department are all low-level mages below three stars, totaling 700,000 people. Our Wind System has around 15,000 people, divided into 100 classes, each with about 150 people, further divided into A, B, and C segments. Among them, the A segment is the elite class, with only ten classes, and these students are basically all three-star mages with exceptional talent, having the most hope of breaking through to four stars and entering the Intermediate Magic Department as seed students. The academy will definitely create the best conditions for these students, and various resources will be allocated towards the elite classes. This time, you have been exceptionally promoted, and I plan to arrange you in the best A1 class of the A segment."

  "Alright, thank you, Teacher Anthony." Xiao Chen said with a hint of gratitude.

  "Haha, this is nothing, I didn't expect you to actually get first place in the tournament and even defeat the Tianxia team. With your talent, being an outer court disciple is just a transition, later on you'll definitely be entering the inner court. At that time, you can call me Anthony when we're alone." Anthony was completely without airs, his words were as gentle as spring breeze, seemingly intentionally trying to make friends with Xiao Chen.

  He had no idea that his actions at this time would bring him enormous benefits in the future.

  Xiao Chen was also a straightforward person, Anthony was a bit older than him, but also just a young man in his twenties, so it was also very awkward to let him call "teacher teacher" all day, so he immediately changed his mouth: "Okay, Anthony."

  Anthony was taken aback for a moment before bursting into loud laughter and patting Xiao Chen's shoulder: "This is interesting, I've found that I'm starting to really like you."

  Two people walked and chatted.

  Before long, they arrived at the outer courtyard of the Wind Department.

  The outer courtyard of the Wind Department is far from being as dilapidated as the preparatory class, with building after building arranged in an orderly manner, teaching area, dormitory area, training area... Each area is planned very well, and everywhere can be seen a few trees that seven or eight people can hug together, surrounded by some unknown gorgeous flowers, the environment is much better than the preparatory area.

  Antony brought Xiao Chen in front of a gigantic ring-shaped building.

  The entire building is like the Roman Colosseum, but several times larger, with a strong classical flavor and a rich history.

  "This is our department's teaching building, all students have classes here." Antony introduced.

  There are over 15,000 students in the school of wind, all studying in one building. You can imagine how huge this building is.

  As soon as you walk into this building, people come and go.

  Many students of the School of Wind were hurrying back and forth in the building corridors.

  As a tutor at the foreign institute, Anthony naturally knew many people and was greeted by them one after another.

  At the same time, many people also saw the young man beside Anthony. Anthony led Xiao Chen all the way upstairs, and as they went higher, it became more quiet and there were fewer people, until they reached the sixth floor.

  "This is the area of Class A, because there are only ten classes, it's very spacious, and each student has a separate cultivation room." Anthony and Xiao Chen said.

  Two people walking down the corridor, passing by room after room.

  "It's here, wait a minute." Coming to the end of the corridor, Anthony stopped and called out at the door of a room.

  "Anthony." A moment later, a young man with long hair and a cold expression walked out of the room, giving a faint greeting.

  "Aksu." Anthony nodded.

  Aksu was also the mentor of the Wind Department, and he was a classmate of Anthony's. He asked, "You're not in charge of freshman registration this time, what are you doing here?"

  "That's settled then," Anthony said, pointing to Xiao Chen and saying, "He is the new student of our Wind Department this time, named Xiao Chen. I plan to assign him to your A1 class."

  "New student, assigned to our class." Akira furrowed his brow and said coldly, "You're not kidding, are you?"

  Every member of Class A is a Three-Star Wizard, exceptionally talented and on the verge of breaking through to Intermediate Wizard. They have access to the best resources in the outer court. Freshmen, even those who ranked among the top 20 in the Admission Tournament, cannot be directly assigned to this class, let alone the best class in Segment A, Class A1.

  Anthony smiled slightly and didn't mind Akso's tone: "Yes, Akso, because of this new student entrance competition, Xiao Chen is the first place."

  "First place." Ak Su's body shook.

  "First place, this time, our department actually got first place, it's been many years since our department's freshmen didn't get first place."

  Aksu's mind flashed with many thoughts, looking at Xiao Chen, his gaze also slightly thawed.

  If it's first place, then it must be a genius, and being assigned to Class A is also acceptable. However, getting into Class A1 is still not that easy.

  "An Dongni continued: "Akesu, Xiao Chen this time, in the confrontation match actually obtained twenty-six crystal cards.""

  He didn't say that Xiao Chen defeated the Tianxia Team, that matter involving Fengji Department, Nalan Xuexue had already explicitly ordered not to spread it.

  "What?!"

  Even so, Ak Su couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

  Twenty-six crystal cards, far beyond imagination, unprecedented. In the past, even if you were first place, it was definitely impossible to get more than ten crystal cards.

  At this time, Ak Su couldn't maintain his calm demeanor, and his gaze at Xiao Chen completely changed.

  However, as a person who cultivates in the inner courtyard, he is also a talented individual. Ak Su lost his composure for a moment before calming down.

  "Alright, Xiao Chen, you're Xiao Chen, right? From now on, you're a student of our Class A1." Akusu said.

  At this time.

  Outside the ancient magic tower of Magic Academy.

  In the Magic Tower, Nalan Juer, one of the deputy ministers of the Junior Magic Department in charge of this external recruitment, was waiting there with a slightly cautious expression.

  After a moment, a young man in gray clothes walked out of the magic tower and said to Nalan Juxia lightly, "Come in."

  "Alright." Nalan Xuening hastily replied.

  Following the young man in gray clothes, he walked into the interior of the magic tower.

  He didn't dare to glance sideways, walking quietly until the third floor. The young man in gray stopped in front of a door and said expressionlessly: "The principal is waiting for you inside, go in yourself."

  Nalan Xuehua took a deep breath and tried her best not to reveal her nervous emotions.

  Although he is one of the deputy ministers of the Primary Magic Department and also a nine-star law enforcer at its peak, his strength is formidable. However, what he will soon face is the master of the outer court, the true high-level figure of Tianxing Academy, the Dean of the Outer Court.

  A person like him, in front of the master of this magic tower, is just an ant.

  He carefully pushed open the door and went in.

  In a deep and old-fashioned room, an elderly man with white hair was bent over, holding a pen and writing something on a volume.