Chapter 1: The Awakening of the Young Man! Thaumaturge...
After a brief exchange, the teacher announced that since Rogrit and Ailin had both fainted in the match and were unable to continue, the next match would be treated as a double forfeit.
"That's so unfair!"
"Where can I find such a teacher!"
"Perhaps if Liszt hadn't appeared, neither of them would have fainted!"
"It's just, how can they both give up their rights and let them both enter the college team, it's still okay!"
The teacher had just finished announcing when he suddenly detonated the auditorium. Countless angry students pounded on their seats in protest.
"It's been a long time since I've seen such an exciting scene."
Looking at the furious and confused stands, Kate asked Jiaran with a wry smile, "What now?"
"You're the team leader of this college team, shouldn't you be telling me what to do?" Galan said, looking at him.
"Alright."
Kate nodded and loudly declared, "Since everyone thinks Ailin and Rogrit's performance is enough to enter the college team, this pre-selection will increase two places, both Ailin and Rogrit will enter the college team."
"Boom!"
Kate's voice had just sounded when a thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the entire auditorium.
……
"Teacher Rui, what happened?"
Carrying two large bundles of food, Chris caught up with the medical team and asked Ryu, who was directing the medical team to send Ailin and Rogelit to the infirmary.
"There's something special about his bloodline." Rui beckoned to Chris, leading her to the rooftop on one side of the arena before saying, "His injuries won't be a problem, but next, Lister and Galen will arrange some special training and testing for him separately."
"What kind of bloodline is he from? He's actually that powerful." Chris let out a breath and immediately got excited.
"Some kind of rare bloodline, we don't even know now."
"I'll send these food items to the hospital."
"Good." Watching Christie's back, Remo was somehow infected by her emotions and couldn't help but mutter to himself in a low voice, "Come on... maybe your dreams will come true."
……
Ailing had a very long dream.
In his dream, he first defeated Roger and entered the Saint Bright Academy team, then he saw that everything around him was food.
But when he wanted to pounce on the food, he felt that his body seemed to have an extra door, and then a great power flowed from this door into his hands.
This power excited him greatly, as he felt that with this power, he could defeat even more formidable opponents. However, what made him anxious immediately was that no matter how hard he tried to use it, the power seemed to be concentrated in his hands and couldn't be used at all.
Suddenly, he saw several giants using steel needles to prick his feet.
"Ah!"
He suddenly cried out and was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, thoroughly awakened from his dream.
"Don't move, or those sand grains will stay in your socks for a long time and your feet might even fester."
A stern and somewhat familiar voice echoed in his ears.
"Teacher?" He rubbed his eyes, and finally found himself in a medical hall, where the short-haired female practitioner who had assisted in treating Clice was treating the wound on his foot.
At this moment, her hands were shining with a faint blue light, and the blue light seemed to have a great attraction. The gravel mixed with blood was attracted by the blue light and fell into the tray below.
"I heard you actually dared to directly trample on the sandworm and attack, indeed you're quite reckless." The short-haired female mage said with a strange tone while looking at Ailin's body which had stiffened and fallen silent.
"Match?" Elin suddenly thought of the match and tensed up: "Teacher, how was the match? Was I defeated by Rogrite? How is he?"
The short-haired female referee looked at Ailin, who seemed to have forgotten the pain, and said: "I heard that you two fainted at the same time. Originally, it was announced that both of you would be disqualified from the next match, but under the request of all the spectators in the field, Kate changed her ruling and allowed both of you to join the college team."
"Really?" Ailin suddenly exclaimed: "Teacher, are you telling the truth? Can I really join the college team now?"
"Is joining the academy team that exciting? You're not even feeling pain in your feet anymore?" The short-haired female mage said with a mix of anger and amusement.
"It's nothing, anyway. When I used to dig for ore, I would often get hit on the foot, and at most, it would happen three times a month. The pain just became something I got used to." Ailin said with a smile.
The short-haired female martial artist was suddenly speechless.
"Has Kris come?" Elin's nose twitched, and he suddenly discovered two large bags of food beside the bed. He immediately became excited again: "She knew I could enter the college team, right."
"She watched the game, of course she knew." The short-haired female cultivator looked at him and said: "When you were in a coma, you kept talking about her name in your sleep, making her so embarrassed that she wanted to run away."
"Ah?" Ailin was somewhat stunned: "I've been calling out her name?"
"Yes, you called her name seventeen times, called Old Ginn's name twelve times, called Bero twice and called Moss once." The short-haired female mage nodded.
"So expensive?"
"Huh?" The short-haired female mage suddenly let out a voice filled with extreme surprise.
"What's wrong?" Ailin asked somewhat strangely.
"I've never seen anyone with healing abilities as strong as yours." The short-haired female mage's voice was trembling slightly.
Her name was Anda, and she was also one of the most outstanding medical practitioners at Saint Luminaria Academy. Over the past decade or so, she had treated countless patients, including at least several hundred elite practitioners who were seriously injured while on missions outside and sent here for treatment. Among them were some well-known figures throughout the kingdom, possessing powerful bloodlines, yet even their self-healing abilities seemed to be no match for Ailin's.
Now, both of Ailin's feet, one of which had just been pulled out from the sand and gravel and hadn't even been treated with medicine yet, were like the other foot that had already been treated - the wound had stopped bleeding and was starting to heal!
According to her judgment, it's likely that no medication is needed at all. With just about two days' time, this degree of injury will be completely recovered.
Or rather... whether or not medicine is used makes no difference, because for injuries of this degree, the healing power of medicine seems to be no match for Ailin's self-healing ability!
Even in some medical records she had read, only the most pure-blooded barbarians, some giant dragons, and the evil dragon cultists possessed such a terrifying self-healing ability!
"Self-bathing ability?"
And what almost made her faint was that at this time, Ailing said with a very shy face: "I've always been very good at washing myself, I don't need the teacher to help me wash my bath... Teacher, I'm so hungry, can you give me a chicken leg first?"
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