Merlin was also a little at a loss for a moment. His previous experience of speaking freely was in huge contrast with his current situation. The children around him and the female teacher stared at him without saying a word, and for a moment it seemed like countless

An invisible needle pierced Merlin's body.

"Classmate, don't be nervous, please try again." The female teacher rubbed her temples. She had also seen before that this child had the level of three magic patterns. It was impossible that he could not release some magic. She believed that as long as this

As long as a child speaks the magic words seriously, something will always come out.

"Yes." Merlin nodded lightly, then stretched out his hand forward and continued chanting the magic words the teacher said before:

【In my name】

【Heart Flame!】

But still nothing happened. The teacher was surprised at first, and then a little disappointed appeared in her eyes. After all, her duty was to record the students' results, not to teach the students how to release magic on the spot.

The children around him also looked at each other, but they were not yet familiar with each other, so they just remained silent. Occasionally there would be a few disdainful sneers, but the sounds were always scattered. Merlin's face turned red, and a bit of blue-purple starlight danced in his eyes.

tiny

Within the body, Nightmare Merlin spoke slowly and leisurely: "Marquez, pay attention to the flow of magic in the body, and don't think about things that are of no use to you here. Calm down and use the magic eyes to understand the flow of magic in the space.

.”

"This classmate, you have one last chance." The female teacher did not intend to delay any more time and simply said.

Merlin did not speak, his eyes silently stared at the target not far away. His field of vision gradually squeezed into large blocks of blue-purple shadows. In just three or four seconds, his pupils turned into a deep blue.

Purple. In his eyes, the torrent composed of these blue-purple shadows is the magic power flowing in the space. If he wants to defeat the small wooden target in front of him, he only needs to gently move the scattered bits...

...

Merlin's cuffs suddenly bulged up, and countless lavender magic light spots slowly lingered in his palms. The children around him looked confused, but the female teacher's face became extremely exciting, as if she had an illusion.

, her eyebrows were about to be separated from her forehead. The magical luster on Merlin's fingertips became more and more intense, and it seemed that several strong winds were blowing between the robes, constantly holding up Merlin's thin robes.

He opened his hands, took a deep breath, and tapped the palm of his left hand hard with the palm of his right hand. A crisp "pop" sound suddenly vibrated away. Invisible waves swayed the magic trickling in the space, like a lurking evil wolf.

, calmly rush towards the target in front of you!

Click!

It seemed as if an illusory big hand suddenly closed up from both sides of the target. In an instant, the wooden target was squeezed into a thin piece of "wooden paper". This was not over yet, and this thin wooden board quickly appeared.

The dense cracks suddenly collapsed into bits of sawdust, which could no longer be broken into pieces.

Everyone was silent. Except for the teacher, no one was surprised. They felt a kind of fear. If the child had used the trick just now on himself, he might not be alive to see the sunset today. But then

In the next step, they have to fight each other to determine the winner. This is simply unfair!

In the eyes of this female teacher, this child was actually able to cast spells without magic, which showed that he was born with strong adaptability to magic and was a rare good material. She drew heavily on "Marin"

He put a red circle, a five-pointed star, and an emphasis. Although he couldn't follow the basic principles of magic.

Release magic, but this method is obviously much more efficient than magic, and it does not even need to be used to imprint magic patterns with specific properties in his body in advance. To be more specific, this boy is actually using the magic in his body to

Inducing the magic in the space to crush the wooden target is really a simple but effective method...

The red circle represents the so-called "special care". No matter at which stage, children who receive "special care" will definitely get extra points in the test results, which will always be beneficial to their admission and class placement.

For example, the previous Alan Vanspield used his superb magic skills to emit flames as big as a carriage wheel, and even destroyed the surrounding wooden targets. This also required special attention from the teacher.

caring.

"Next, I will distribute the number plates to everyone, and the next one-on-one training will be decided based on the drawing of lots." The female teacher adjusted her glasses, "There will naturally be a teleportation spell on the number plate.

When the damage is reversed, you will be automatically sent out of the training ground."

The female teacher took out a slender black wand from her arms and pointed it backwards. A black cardboard box floated to where she pointed, with an opening at the top. Everyone needed to take a number plate from it.

The colors on the front and back are one black and one white, and the black and white will show

Show the numbers in reverse color, the white numbers indicate your own number, and the black numbers mark the opponent's number. The people in the number box are all in the same group, and each person needs to compete with others five times in total.

, and finally the final score is determined based on the average performance.

Merlin was number seven. He looked at the back of the number plate. The numbers were not fixed, but kept flashing. He wanted to fight with numbers one, four, six, nine and ten. He looked around.

, and found that everyone else was staring at him as if they were looking at a monster, probably because they saw his previous performance, and no one would fight with him.

The Imperial Central Academy of Magic has the largest number of training grounds with the best quality in the country, which can fully support everyone to compete on stage at the same time, and every five training grounds will have a teacher responsible for grading. This female teacher is very interested in Merlin, so

She specially applied for a training ground to watch Merlin fight.

"Marquez, do you need me to show up for this childish thing?" Nightmare Merlin slowly floated in the soul space. The black and white flowers had spread rapidly from the original small patch, and even Merlin's soul perception could not see it at a glance.

to the edge.

Marquez said rather speechlessly: "It shouldn't be necessary. What do you think of me?"

"Then don't be stupid. You were so nervous just now that you didn't even know how to use magic." Merlin said mercilessly, "You can even knock someone down with a slap. Magic is used to kill people. This

It’s totally boring to play house.”

"Humanity is not a nightmare."

Merlin showed no mercy: "Human beings are more terrifying than nightmares. There is no creature more terrifying than human beings. Silverfish under the corpses of a group of gods."

The boy opposite Merlin was trembling, as if he had been frightened by the previous scene. However, in order to further his education, he resolutely stood on this stage and participated in this battle that was probably inevitable.

"How on earth did you break that wooden target just now?" Before the battle began, the boy cautiously asked.

Merlin clapped his hands as he did before: "I just broke him into pieces." This frightened the boy opposite him so much that his lips trembled.

"If you kill me, you won't be able to enter this school!" The boy frowned, as if he was threatening Merlin, but the effectiveness of this threat is open to question. Before the boy could turn around, the teacher behind him

Indicates that the battle has begun.

Merlin looked at the boy's blushing face in amusement, as if he was trying to dig out something profound in his brain. He lightly stamped his feet, and bunches of green vines sprouted from the ground. The boy was startled, and mouthed.

The Guru chanted a long list of unexplained magic words:

[God of Fire...help me...with my Archimonde family...]

[Fire element... burns the enemy in front of you into dregs...]

But he tried his best to recite the magic chant, and only a small, sparkling fireball lit up in his hand. This was probably the best he could do. He turned sideways to avoid the vines that were slowly approaching him.

Pointing in the direction of Merlin, the fireball in his hand flew towards Merlin's face.

But Merlin just turned sideways. The fireball was too small and he avoided it immediately. The boy held his right wrist, sweating profusely, and the fingers of his right hand were tightly connected. Under his control, the little boy

The fireball circled around Merlin, then flew to the top of his head and fell from above!

Before the boy could take any further action, Merlin waved his hand forward, and a strong aroma of green grass suddenly erupted from the ground. A strong hand made of vines rose from the ground and directly pushed the boy to the ground.

"How could it be..." The boy struggled hard. Even if he was trapped, he would continue the fight. For him, the current battle was not over yet! The flames in his eyes were burning, and the magic lines appeared from his fingers.

The top gradually stretched, and the fireball falling from Merlin's head suddenly expanded several minutes, and fell even faster! Merlin raised his head, and the reflection of the fireball spread rapidly in his pupils.

The boy only saw the fireball hit Merlin's head and explode immediately. A rolling heat wave swept across the ground, causing some of the surrounding vines to dry up and curl up. Black smoke rose upwards from the place where the explosion occurred. All this seemed to be successful. He had long

He took a long breath. This was a special move he had practiced for months. His family told him that his move would definitely defeat most people.

However, the boy twisted his neck and tried to move his shoulders, only to find that he was still firmly bound in place and unable to move!

"It hurts." These words were like a sharp sword shooting out smoke, and the boy's heart skipped a beat.

How is it possible! How on earth could he withstand this fireball!

What shocked him even more was that Merlin's voice was actually calmer than before! Merlin quickly walked out of the smoke. His body was so white that it didn't look like he had been blasted by a fireball, and his two blue-purple pupils seemed to be shining brightly.

The glass ball, at this moment, looked extremely magical in the boy's eyes! Merlin raised his hand, and dozens of thick vines burst out from the ground, wrapping the boy tightly.

"How on earth did you do that! How is it possible!" The boy struggled, but he also knew that it would not help. He could not set a fireball on himself.

"It's just that the intensity of your fireball is not very high," Merlin told the truth. "You can catch it as long as you block it with vines."

"How can you say it is so easy..." The boy snorted, "It's really unlucky..."

The game ended with the boy admitting defeat, and the children after him were all in the same way. They were knocked to the ground by Merlin in two or three strokes. The female teacher who was watching the game completely recorded this scene in notes. Such a talented person, with

Children with abilities and personality are rare. In this round of assessment, she marked Merlin's name again.
Chapter completed!