Chapter 1: The Awakening of the Young Man! Thaumaturge...

  "It's Teacher Kate!"

  Ailin suddenly found another acquaintance.

  "He is actually the team leader of our Sheng Liming College squad?"

  "Don't underestimate him." Beru glanced at Kate, who was saying something to the five-man team facing St. Luminous Academy, and snorted: "Although he has a good nickname for his teacher, he is also an elite teacher of the academy, and it is said that he is the best 'Ji Yuan Li' controller among all the teachers in the academy. I didn't expect him to lead the team this year, now it's getting interesting."

  "Is Teacher Kate that amazing?" Just thinking about how she had said to Kate's face yesterday that Kate was definitely not as good as Mingluo and the others, Ailing couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

  "This bunch of guys is as annoying as crows."

  Bailu raised his head and glanced at the stands occupied by the people of Nanji University, grinding his teeth as he spoke.

  Although the number of students from Sheng Liming College is still more than that of Nanji Feng College in this arena, the momentum has been completely suppressed by those noisy students from Nanji Feng College.

  At this time, Ailin's gaze was also attracted by a small green-haired girl from Nanji Feng Academy.

  He found that the little green-haired kid, who looked very low-key and didn't say much while standing there, was surrounded by the other four people, talking to him. The team leader of Nanji Feng Academy, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, also went to talk to the little green-haired kid at the first opportunity.

  Right after that, the little green-haired kid left the squad and walked alone towards the center of the field.

  "Is he the first contestant from Nanjing University?"

  It wasn't until the stands erupted in even louder cheers and chants when occupied by the students of Nanjing University that Ailing finally came to, realizing that the match was about to officially start, and the first one from Nanjing University to take the field was this new teammate that Bero had never seen before.

  On the side of Sheng Li Ming College, a tall and sturdy boy also walked out.

  The boy's face was extremely ordinary, but his figure attracted almost everyone's attention. He wasn't muscular, but he gave the feeling of not having an ounce of extra fat, every muscle line full of a mysterious explosive force.

  "The first one is Corian." Bero's glasses seemed to flash with a layer of cold light again.

  "Sheng Li Ming College vs Nan Ji Feng College, first match, Corinne vs Zola."

  Ailing hadn't had time to speak when a teacher acting as referee loudly announced the start of the competition.

  The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

  "It's indeed Corian, it seems that Sheng Li Ming College wants to win the first game to gain momentum." In a corner of the stands, five people were whispering to each other with not a hint of tension on their faces.

  These five people are the ones who made Moss fearful to the point of being unable to breathe!

  "They're all familiar faces from the previous tournament, and Corinne is the strongest in the entire St. Luminous Academy team aside from Chris. But that Zola from Nanjing University seems quite formidable." The tall boy with slightly reddish-brown hair, named Hanssen, furrowed his brow as he sat in the unassuming corner of the five-man team, "What do you think, Siding?"

  "Huh?"

  The blond-haired boy who was holding a small mirror and combing his hair said casually, "This Nanji Feng Academy? Not bad, can't beat mine."

  "Damn it!" Hanssen and several others suddenly had a black line on their heads: "Can't you take a serious look! Asking how you compare to Corinne is not asking how you compare to you!"

  The blond-haired boy named Jiao Si Ting reluctantly put away the mirror, looked at the center of the field for a moment, and his pupils turned into an eerie green color, like a pure emerald. "The skill level seems to be about the same. But whether I look or not, it's all the same, there's no way I can beat the handsome and brilliant me, haha!"

  “……”

  ……

  In the arena filled with battle scars, where Ailin felt a strange sensation, Koren and Zola stood facing each other.

  Corey is the oldest member of St. Ignatius College Prep's team and has competed in the most tournaments, with the most experience.

  At this moment, facing the Southern Season Academy team's mysterious member who had never officially appeared before, a thread of dangerous warning suddenly rose in his heart.

  "It's great to be able to cross swords with you."

  The match had just been officially announced, but Laura first said a sentence very politely to Korein.

  "I'm also glad to be able to cross hands with you." Korein replied equally politely.

  "Come on, Korea!"

  "Corey must win!"

  Although St. Ignatius College has been performing poorly in recent years, the vast majority of students from St. Ignatius College who came to the scene naturally hoped that Corey could win this game, so when Corey's voice sounded, the stands still burst out with cheers.

  "I've made my move." In such a cheering voice, the seemingly polite and low-key Zola said to Corinne.

  "Good." Koren nodded.

  Hiss!

  A sharp and piercing sound suddenly rang out.

  Zola seemed to be rooted in place, but Corinne, standing opposite him, had already leaned back and was supporting herself with one hand on the ground. A dazzling purple-red glow of magic particles appeared on her hand, and her entire body flipped backward at an astonishing speed.

  The stands were in an uproar.

  "What's going on?"

  After Korin retreated several meters and stabilized his figure, Ailin saw that a wound had appeared on Korin's face, with fresh blood constantly flowing out of the wound.

  "Foul play! He's using a hidden weapon!" Elvin suddenly shouted out loud, recalling the brief flash of steel he had just seen.

  "Don't shout nonsense." Bero pushed his glasses, his gaze fixed on Zola's hands, "It's Wind Blade, a technique that uses Yuan particles."

  "Feng Ya? He's injured, bleeding non-stop, hurry and stop the bleeding for him!"

  "You fool, no one will heal you." Beru looked at Ailin with disdain. "It's because we're injured that we must fight... It's because we participate in this kind of tournament that we get hurt, and some even pay the price of their lives. That's why many people don't dare to participate in this kind of tournament, which is why it's called the Starry Sky Brave Cup Academy Competition. This is a tournament that only the brave will participate in."

  Ailin was stunned: "At the cost of one's life... won't the teacher stop the match?"

  "Bailu snorted, 'There will always be times when you can't stop it. Some guys' strength is so shocking that even the teacher would be shocked. And some people use techniques to win victories, which would bring great harm to themselves. If you're afraid of getting hurt and don't have the courage to go all out, then you'll never become a formidable combat mage.'"

  ……

  "It's the Shadowless Spin Blade, South Season Wind Academy hasn't had anyone master this secret technique for a long time, I didn't think you'd actually learn it." Fresh blood dripped down from Koriene's face, his expression becoming increasingly solemn.

  "Yes, this is indeed our South Season Wind Academy's Shadowless Whirlwind Blade." Zola nodded, but didn't say anything else.

  Corey sank his waist and suddenly exerted force.

  Deep crimson particles of Yuan Qi were frantically surging around his feet, and his body had turned into a series of afterimages that were almost impossible to see.

  At the same time, Lala's feet, which had been standing still all along, suddenly surged with a dazzling purple-red magical yuan particles, and her body also turned into a series of residual shadows.

  His speed seemed even faster than Korrine's, and Korrine, who was frantically chasing after him, couldn't close the gap between them.

  Hiss!

  A sharp whistling sound pierced the air once again.

  This time, Ailin saw clearly that in the rapid running, Lala's right palm seemed to burn instantly, entwining many purple-red spell particles. In just an instant, these spell particles were compressed into his palm and disappeared. A nearly transparent thin blade rotated and flew out from his palm, slashing towards Koryin's shadow closely following behind him!

  "Rumble!"

  Korain's fist shot out, his entire right arm flowing with dazzling lightning, and the thin blade was shattered with a single punch.

  One after another, swift and invisible blades flew out of Lala's hands, slashing towards Koryun.

  Kor's twin fists struck out in a stunning frequency, alternating blows that formed a dense flurry of punches before him, creating a shield of lightning.

  A fierce gust of wind blew in all directions, and all the thin blades striking towards him were shattered.

  "This is Raijin Fist!"

  "Corey has actually practiced this technique to such an extent."

  "This won't do, the amount of spiritual energy consumed by Lei Gang's Burst Fist is absolutely more than his opponent's! Senior Colleen can't get close to him, if this continues, he'll be exhausted to death!"

  A murmur of comments and cries of surprise reached Elin's ears.

  "What to do? Can't we think of a way to remind Koren?" He saw the residual shadows flying between Koren and Zola, who were always separated by a distance, so he couldn't help but turn his head to ask Bero.

  "What can we do?" Beru sneered, "Do you think they're making sense? Although this green-haired kid has mastered a powerful secret technique from Nanji Wind Academy, I don't believe Korein is at such a low level that he'd lose so easily to this kid."

  Just as Berro's words left his mouth, Korein suddenly let out a low shout: "You've been deceived!"

  Just as his low voice sounded out of control at the same time, his feet trampled heavily on the ground.

  Two yellow air currents rushed into the ground like two giant pythons.

  The ground beneath Zola's feet suddenly surged upwards, the ground cracked and split, and his ghostly advancing figure stumbled.

  At this moment, Koryn had already jumped up like a bullet.

  The power of the technique particles he could condense had apparently all been concentrated in the double kick just now.

  The lightning on his hands disappeared, and two spinning blades cut through his body, cutting out two wounds in his chest and ribs. However, his body in the air was like a drawn bow, "Whoosh", he punched down at Lala's head with a fist!

  "What incredible physical strength!"

  Ailin involuntarily let out a cry of surprise. He saw that Corinne's blow was completely unable to mobilize more magical particles, and it was simply a display of her formidable physical strength.

  "So it was like that." Bero muttered to himself as he pushed his glasses up with his hand.

  In Bairoth's view, this battle was also about to end, and the winner would be Korein.

  But at this moment, Zola's calm face suddenly became ferocious, and he was extremely simple. A fist like an arrow fiercely smashed towards Koryen.

  "Bang!"

  A deafening crash of flesh and skin erupted.

  The two fists collided with a solid thud, producing a sound that made everyone watching feel uncomfortable.

  Corey's face suddenly froze.

  His entire arm has completely lost all sensation!

  The whole person also felt as if suddenly being hit by a fierce cow, unable to resist.

  Bang!

  Another fist appeared in front of him and slammed into his chest.

  His body flew directly backwards!

  The whole scene fell silent suddenly.

  Ailin was stunned for a moment, and Bailu also instantly petrified, his hands habitually falling on his glasses, but he stopped any movement.