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

  "Sneak attack! This is absolutely something Tager didn't notice!"

  "Tiger's specialty 'Spider Web Bind' didn't even get used, it's so unfair."

  Some second-year students who seemed to have a good relationship with Taiga shouted out in frustration from the stands.

  "The match has already started, and we need to focus on every move our opponent makes. If this is a battle of executing tasks, can you really say it's just an accident?"

  "Losing is losing, and Ailin's close combat skills are obviously confusing, I'm confused myself, who can I blame!"

  "If it were a real fight, your opponent would certainly not want you to bring out your best moves, and if they can't use them themselves, that's a matter of their own strength."

  These people were suddenly subjected to unanimous condemnation from the rest of the Shengli Ming College students in the stands.

  "So strong!"

  "It was just one move and he knocked down his opponent."

  The vast majority of newborns, after the initial shock, were wildly cheering and shouting.

  Ruo Feng's face turned somewhat unsightly.

  Ailing's strength far exceeded his expectations.

  "See that? I'll knock you down just like him!"

  However, what made his face look even more unsightly was that Ailin, who walked back to the rest area amidst cheers, actually swung a punch at him and shouted loudly.

  "Do you think I'm a soft persimmon that can be pinched at will?! Even if your explosive power is stronger than mine, it's useless. You're just a mage who hasn't even condensed a spell core!"

  The joints of both hands made a loud cracking sound, and he almost shouted out loud like Ailin.

  "I must defeat all opponents! Enter Academy Squad!"

  At this time, Ailin's gaze was no longer on him, but fell on the venue of the next match, fell on the surrounding stands, and fell on those surging students of Sheng Li Ming College.

  He likes this feeling!

  He likes the feeling of blood boiling when facing an enemy.

  I love the feeling of making people who support me cheer for me.

  He likes this feeling of fighting for his own dreams!

  "It's indeed progressing faster than I imagined." At the edge of the arena's dome, Lister couldn't help but stroke his chin and smile: "And with a look that seems to be thoroughly enjoying the heat of battle."

  "Better than I imagined, he's a natural-born fighter." Said Rei, who was normally stingy with his words, nodding in agreement.

  "You won't even let me intervene and teach him." Ming Lu said with great frustration, "It's really infuriating to watch."

  "This is just the beginning." Galan smiled, "Chris didn't make progress this fast before... so do you guys still remember how many years it's been since we've been this excited to watch a new student's match?"

  ……

  "You actually used my reverse dance pole!"

  "How's it going? Not bad, right? Is there anything even more intense? Go ahead and tell me!"

  "You're dreaming!"

  Ailin and Jibaiwei said so, but their eyes never stopped, constantly watching the battles one after another.

  "Deborah!" "Deborah!" "Deborah!".....

  Suddenly, a huge cheer and applause that almost blew off the entire arena's roof erupted.

  "What's going on? Is this Deborah particularly formidable?"

  Ailin couldn't help but pull on Gigi's sleeve and ask.

  At this time, Debora, who was walking onto the stage, was a slender boy with a long braid tied up, with a clear and handsome face.

  "He is the most powerful student in the entire third grade, and also the one that everyone recognizes as the most powerful among all the participants in this selection match." Ji Baiwei looked at the tall boy with a somewhat reverent gaze: "His father is said to be a powerful elite master, and he himself not only has a powerful 'Earth Spike Technique', but also cultivates physical skills. It's said that even if his opponents know what technique he will use, it's still very difficult for them to withstand it, and he also adheres to the family's master philosophy of not cultivating too many techniques, but pursuing the maximum exertion of technique power. Many teachers have already thought that, unexpectedly, this year he will definitely occupy a main position in the college team."

  "Specialized but not versatile?"

  Ailin's gaze was suddenly fixed on Dipper. He didn't quite catch the name of Dipper's opponent, but he saw that it was a sturdy-looking boy with a headband, small eyes, and a heavy expression at the moment.

  "Let's start!"

  With a loud shout from the teacher acting as referee, the entire venue suddenly fell silent.

  With a serene face, Deborah first nodded at her opponent, then the tip of her right hand suddenly flowed with brilliant technique particles.

  These elemental particles flowed down his fingers like flowing water, but near the ground, a faint blue knife tip was formed first, quickly extending along the elemental particles upwards, all the way to his hand, turning into an icy pale blue long knife.

  "Hah!"

  As soon as the pale blue long knife formed in his hand, his opponent's feet suddenly and fiercely stabbed out two stone thorns, stabbing towards his opponent's soles!

  "What a fast casting speed!"

  "The entity technique was just unfolding in his hands when a surge of yuan energy suddenly burst forth from beneath his feet, initiating this strike!"

  Ji Baiwei's face turned pale, knowing that the rumors were true, and he was definitely a dead end for Debra.

  "Really?"

  A wave of gasps and shouts suddenly erupted from the stands.

  There was no scene of blood gushing from the soles of his feet. At the moment when the two stone thorns heavily smashed onto the sole of that sturdy student, two cyan gas masses suddenly appeared on the sole of that sturdy student's foot, like two airtight air cushions. The two stone thorns heavily stabbed into these gas masses, and instead made the sturdy student's body bounce up at high speed.

  "Wind Escape!"

  The sturdy student was clearly prepared, and in the moment he jumped up, a cold light flashed in his eyes. A wild wind suddenly rolled around his body, and when it disappeared, he had already appeared behind Deborah.

  Deborah turned around.

  "Air strike!"

  A white gas cluster has emerged in the hands of a sturdy student, and this sturdy student is also an unknown but surprisingly powerful master!

  Just as Deborah's sword couldn't keep up with the speed of the explosion, she remained calm and didn't draw her sword.

  "Hah!" "Hah!"

  Again, two stone stakes burst out of the ground and stabbed into the sole of this sturdy student's foot in an instant.

  The sturdy student's feet were still wrapped in a ball of air, but with the force of these two stone thorns, his body jumped up.

  A deafening boom!

  A blast of air exploded just above Deborah's head, and the fragmented airflow alone left several red marks on his pale face. If he was hit by this blast, he would definitely be seriously injured.

  But his face remained unusually calm, standing still on the spot, only his right hand's long knife slashed towards the sturdy student.

  "Ah!"

  The sturdy student let out a shout, and in this urgent moment, his seemingly clumsy body was able to react with lightning speed. His palms came together, accurately clamping the knife between them.

  But just as his palms were about to touch the blade, Debra's knife seemed to melt like ice and snow, and it actually disappeared from her right hand at an astonishing speed, and then "grew" out of her left hand!

  "Hiss..."

  A chill ran down his spine.

  In the next second, Deborah's left-hand knife was already placed on the neck of the sturdy student, pressing the sturdy student's body back onto the ground.

  The sturdy student had a pale face, with cold sweat dripping from his face.

  "I lost!" It wasn't until several seconds later that the sturdy student could get out the words, conceding defeat with a sincere heart.

  "That's amazing!"

  Ailin let out a breath, but then turned to ask Jibaiwei beside her: "How did he do that last move? It seemed like the spell particles didn't even leave his hand, and how was it so fast..."

  "That's Kage no Jitsuryoku!" Kijibayashi said with a pale face.

  "Kaito Flow? I know it's Kaito, but how did he switch knives?"

  "Idiot, I'm talking about the Phantom Blade, not some switcheroo! " Kaito grumbled in frustration: "This is a unique physical technique. You see the sword being generated in his right hand, but it's actually just an illusion created by his skill. The truth is that his sword was originally in his left hand all along. His right hand's sword is fake, just a projection of his left hand's sword! His initial burst of magical energy was also from his left hand. Otherwise, there's no way he could have released another burst of magical energy and reformed the sword in such a short amount of time."

  "Is it a technique to deceive the eyes?" Ailin finally reacted, exclaiming in surprise: "At first that knife was just an illusion, the real knife had been in his left hand all along, and was actually hidden?"

  "Not bad." Gilgamesh wiped the cold sweat, his complexion slightly improved, "But this Phantom Sword Style... The most crucial point is that when you and he are fighting, it's very hard to tell which of his swords is real. This time his right-hand sword was fake from the start, but next time his sword might be real from the start. Especially in intense battles, the faster the speed, the harder it is to distinguish which one of his swords is real. This is a physical technique that combines with the body!"

  "Unexpectedly, our Sacred Dawn Academy has such a formidable person who didn't even enter the academy team." Ailin nodded and suddenly let out a cheer.

  "What's he so happy about? The other side is so tough, doesn't he worry at all about meeting them in the competition?" Kiba turned his head gloomily and glanced at Deidara walking back to the rest area, the more he looked, the less confident he became.