The dazzling sunlight shot in from the clean and transparent glass window, and several light columns were printed on the red painted floor, forming dazzling white square grids. The dust and ice chips floating in the air were displayed so clearly when passing by those light columns. The stairs classroom was so quiet that even a needle could hear the sound. Only the cannibal flower growing in the flower pot was covered with ice chips, trembling under the gaze of Teacher Fernande.

The little magician's forehead was still covered with sticky saliva from the cannibal flowers. The saliva dissipated a fragrance that made people weak but refreshing, and smelled a little sweet. This should be the best nectar. Just melt a drop in warm water to make the whole cup of water very sweet. After drinking it, it also has the effect of helping sleep and calming the mind. However, it drips on the forehead of the little magician's forehead, but it looks very disgusting.

The broken ice scattered all over the ground, the trembling cannibal flowers, the little classmate sitting on the floor, the teacher holding the staff of the admonition and the students with different expressions in the classroom became quiet at this moment, and I sat back to my seat quickly, Noah and Dennis on the side looked at me with admiration. I knew they wanted to ask me how I released five "ice shields" at almost the same time, but it was obvious that it was not suitable to talk about this in this classroom.

The little classmate seemed to be frightened by this sudden change. However, Teacher Fernande, who was standing aside, didn't even look at him, walked straight past him, standing near the pot of man-eating flowers, staring coldly at the man-eating flowers, pursing their thin lips, and staring at the shaking man-eating flowers with a sharp gaze as sharp as a falcon. A dark red halo flashed on the surface of the admonishment staff, and a strong smell of fire element spread out from Teacher Fernande. He raised the admonishment staff with one hand, and the other end of the host was accurately poked on the tender yellow stamen of the man-eating flowers. A handful of light burst out from the top of the admonishment staff, and the flames roasted on the gorgeous petals, making a "sizzling" sound.

The man-eating flower seemed to be able to feel the pain in her body, trembling even harder, and the leaves curled, like a poor child who was punished for doing something wrong.

"If I were to reappear, I would make you a specimen in the showroom. Don't consider my patience!" Teacher Fernande said coldly to the cannibal flower.

The fire of the admonishing staff burned out and hissed and whimpered man-cannibal flowers curled up, and in front of Teacher Fernande, it made itself look well-behaved and acted harmless enough.

This is not the first time I have seen this type of plant-type monster. Moraya has a poisonous flower vine that is smarter than a man-eating flower. The vine that can drill in the soil does not give me a deep sense. To me, the poisonous flower vine looks more like a huge earthworm. Although I know that plant-type monster, it is difficult for me to classify it as a plant-type monster. Obviously, this pot of man-eating flower is an extremely low-level variety among plant-type monsters. It has the biggest weakness of low-level plant-type monsters: it cannot move in the soil and is afraid of flames.

But what I didn't expect was that it could communicate with Teacher Fernande, at least it could express its mood with some simple actions, such as fear, pain, etc.

"Get up, this classmate, you can go back to your seat, please put away the nectar on your forehead, please remember this unforgettable experience, yes, it helps your growth!" Teacher Fernande drew a hexagram-shaped magic pattern array in the air and put the array on him.

"Things are over, don't make me think that among you, who is doing things too much, after all, I still have your final score in my hand." Fernande looked deeply at the students sitting in the front row who had no seating posture, and slowly warned.

After a while, the little magician classmate had some strength and stood up from the ground with difficulty. Then he saluted Teacher Fernande in a panic, and then ran off the podium with shame. Before returning to his seat, the little magician classmate looked at me from afar, nodded slightly to me, expressing his gratitude.

Noah, who was sitting next to me, said with a lip voice, "San Pan doesn't even have the courage to express his gratitude in person. He is really as timid as a mouse, obviously afraid of those guys!"

In just a few days after the start of school, Noah actually met most of the classmates in the class, and even called out their names directly, which made me admire him. It turned out that the little magician who was rescued by me from the cannibal kiss was called San Pan. Although he looked very timid, he was a very outstanding wind magician. If he had not been extremely outstanding in some aspects, just such an extremely cowardly personality would be difficult to be included in the Royal Magic Academy.

The guys Noah mentioned were the students who had just designed this farce. They were the small number of magicians who were promoted directly from the Imperial Capital Junior Magic Academy. In addition to their outstanding magical power, everyone seemed to have a deep background in the Imperial Capital. After careful study, they were all a group of noble children with prominent families. Obviously, Teacher Fernande knew this well, so even the last routine exhortations and warnings were spared.

There are a few thorns in each class. The rules of the academy are difficult to restrict. They like to fight or make fun of other classmates. They usually think that they are superior, and they are used to being a group of great people in the Imperial Capital Junior Magic Academy. Obviously, these people have formed a small circle, and they are also famous among the small circles of many freshmen in the Royal Magic Academy.

Obviously, this time they set the object of teasing as San Pan, and they already knew that he was timid and afraid of things and liked to take advantage of others, so they carefully designed this farce.

The bell after class was melodious and beautiful. Teacher Fernande scored very accurately. When the bell ended, he also ended his last few words. Then, he called an assistant to hold the pot of man-eating flowers for him, holding a black and ancient magic book, and slowly left the stairs classroom.

With Noah and Dennis packed the notes on the table and prepared to rush to the next class place. He walked towards the door along the stairs of the classroom. He happened to meet the noble students wearing exquisite magical robes. They sat in the seat next to the front aisle and looked at me with a provocative look.

Noah beside her frowned and was about to walk up, but I suddenly pressed her shoulder.

Some magician students who were about to leave the stairs classroom stopped curiously to see if there was any fun. Some irrelevant magician students also held the magician and left the stairs classroom indifferently, while the familiar people in our dormitory stopped one after another and turned around to gather around us.

The atmosphere in the staircase classroom was very tense. When the little magician named San Pan saw this attitude, he took advantage of everyone's eyes to us, and with some guilt on his face, he lowered his head and slipped away from the side door in shame.

Among them, a young man with short silver sneered in a voice. He raised his head and looked me up and down, and said casually without a smile: "It is said that our Fire Department Class 2 is mixed with dragons and snakes. Before the school started, he had already made a team fight with people in the arena of the Ecological Park. He actually beat a temporary group of senior colleges to a college, which can be regarded as setting a new example for our freshmen in this class!"

"But I have been thinking recently that why isn't the one who beats people not me?" He suddenly stood up from his seat, stared at me seriously with his sharp eyes and said arrogantly, and then said to me: "I heard that your name is Jijia. I came from the North and are good at melee fighting. Although I haven't seen your martial arts, I've seen your magic skills today and casting my spells is not slow! And I also like to meddle in other people's business!"

"Do you want to compete?" I asked him without any weakness.

His face froze slightly, and he obviously had an appointment with me without any scruples. He was also a little surprised. Then he stared at me and asked curiously: "If you don't ask who I am, you dare to ask me to duel in the arena?"

Then he seemed a little proud and said to me in a teasing tone: "Of course I really want to try it out, how did a water magician fight back against the fire? But! I think it's better to deal with the troubles in front of you and come to me again. I heard that you were banned by Senior Ivan, the vice president of the Inscription Society, and even ordinary clubs cannot be joined, or you brothers can build a new club, haha!"

"Do I need to know who you are? If nothing else, just get out of the way!" I said to the Yin Young Man with a cold face.

This time, those of them did not stand up to stop them. I pulled the indignant Noah and walked out of the stairs classroom in one breath. Dennis followed us with a nervous look on his face. Although Dennis seemed a little hesitant, he finally chose to stand with us at the last moment, which made me look at him differently.

The two groups seemed a little nervous, but obviously these were meaningless. After all, private fights are strictly prohibited between nobles, and duels between nobles are usually held in the arena, so in the stairs classroom, they can only quarrel. Obviously, the Silver Noble Magician was angry at me because I destroyed one of their farces and did not get corresponding happiness in the carefully planned farce. Therefore, I was very dissatisfied with me. Of course, I would not show any weakness. The reason was that both of us were just testing each other's position and bottom line.

Walking in the tall and wide corridor of round arches and looking at the reliefs on the walls on both sides, the relief murals show us some previous historical fragments from the Royal Academy of Magic.

One of the murals shows the many magicians talking enthusiastically in a hall, and the atmosphere of discussion seems tense. Some of the magicians holding magic books even widened their eyes, and even pointed their fingers at the bridge of the other magician's nose and scolded.

There is another mural behind that shows the duel in the Magic Arena. On one side, countless meteorites fell from the sky, and on the other side, the entire earth has become a sea of ​​fire. Two magicians are floating in the air, with magic shields of various types on both sides. The carving craftsmanship of the relief murals is very exquisite. On those murals, even half of the magic pattern arrays drawn are clearly drawn.

Suddenly, I had an understanding. Judging from these murals, the history of the Magic Academy seems to be moving forward step by step through the continuous emergence of struggles. I think the Academy encourages this kind of benign struggle. Even if the cause seems to be a bit of a big deal, the Royal Magic Academy will encourage students to bring conflicts into the arena and resolve them in a duel...

...

Every afternoon we have plenty of time to practice meditation. At this stage, early-stage magicians like us still need to spend a lot of time on meditation. However, obviously, alternative magicians like me do not need to spend time practicing meditation. They only need to meditate in time after drawing several magic scrolls and the magic power is exhausted. This will restore magic power and cultivate magic power.

In the afternoon, I made an appointment with Noah and went to the college's "Sword and Rose" club to try my luck. Noah's application has been submitted for a long time and has not been heard from. Noah was unwilling to give up and wanted to come to ask in person.

"Gija, how did you release five ice shields in one breath? It seems that you could do this when we were in the arena before!" Noah walked in front, facing me walking backwards on the road, while happily asking me about my casting skills.

I am very happy about these discussions, because everyone can find a little special thing based on their own unique understanding during the casting process.

And I began to break up my experience and experience without getting tired of it, crushed it, and told Noah. Obviously Noah couldn't understand how this "Ice Shield Technique" that was similar to the moment overcomes the cooling time of the "time stagnation" magic. Then I began to show Noah how the five "Ice Shield Technique" magicians were superimposed together in the square on the college campus.

In fact, it is very simple. Others cannot continuously superimpose spells. The reason is that after they use the "Time Stagnation", there will be a period of time. The "Time Stagnation" will consume a lot of mental power, thereby restoring the mental power. This will cause a certain cooldown time for each use of the "Time Stagnation". It is precisely because of these cooldown times that the "Ice Shield Technique" that is almost instantaneous under the "Time Stagnation" magic effect.

However, since my mental power is three or five times stronger than ordinary magicians, the cooling time of the "Time Stagnation" magic effect is only one second for me, so when the "Time Stagnation" magic effect is turned on, I seem to be able to infinitely superimpose the "Ice Shield Technique".
Chapter completed!