The contestants in the junior division were all below the age of 14. There were more than 1,000 contestants, and they represented the future of the magic caster world in the Roth Empire.
The outstanding seedlings among them would often be taken in by the Magus Tower. Although the competition was not as intense as the magus division, it was still eye-catching.
At this moment, there was a figure in a black magus's cloak in the middle of the team. He was a head taller than the surrounding youths, and the face hidden under the cloak also looked rather mature. He was staring straight at Amy, who was still chewing on a drumstick on the stage.
"She's just a little girl. She probably doesn't even know how to cast a fireball spell. Is there a need to be so concerned?" Kassadin sneered.
As the most talented magic caster in the Fuller Family, an old magic caster family in the Roth Empire, he had displayed extremely high magic talent since he was young. He became a 1st-tier magic caster at the age of five, and a 4th-tier mid-tier magic caster at the age of 10. He was only 19 this year, and had just broken through 7th-tier half a month ago to become a real advanced-tier magic caster.
With such talent, he would be seen as a genius even in the Magus Tower!
His dream was to become Master Crassus' disciple. He even thought that Master Crassus had never accepted a disciple in his life because he had never met him.
However, before he could amaze everyone at the Magic Caster Tournament, there was news that Crassus had accepted a half-elf disciple in Chaos City, and that made him very frustrated.
Hence, when Brent found him and asked him to participate in the junior division's competition while concealing his age to snipe Crassus' disciple, he agreed without hesitation.
He wanted to prove himself in front of Crassus and let him know that he had misjudged and missed out on a genius.
Today is the day that I, Kassadin, am destined to go down in history. Kassadin slowly clenched his fists.
Bam!
With a loud explosion, the ball at the side of the stage exploded, and thousands of flying balls swarmed out, flying towards the participating magic casters.
The magic casters who were in the last half of the queue all reached out to catch the flying balls in front of them.
As soon as their hands touched the flying balls, the bubbles dissipated and turned into specks of light, landing on their number plates.
The number of their opponents for the first round appeared on their number plates, as well as the battlefield's serial number.
At the same time, information about the duel also appeared on the number plate of the selected mage.
It was said that the game was created by Crassus years ago. It could efficiently arrange the duels, simplify the complicated process of drawing lots, and require the Mages to have consecutive duels to test the Mages' endurance and foundation.
"The drawing of lots has ended! All Magicians, head to the designated location according to the information on the number plates. The duel will begin immediately! " The host's voice resounded through the square again, and all the magicians immediately moved to the designated location.
The square in front of the Mage Tower was extremely large and was divided into thousands of battle zones. Each battle zone was about a hundred square meters in size, which was a little small for a battle between Mages.
The rules of the duel were very simple. If one side surrendered, was unable to continue fighting, stepped out of the battle zone, or was judged by the referee to have suffered a fatal injury, they would be considered betrayed.
"Who is Number 0? Don't the numbers start from number one? " In a duel field not far from the high platform, a stout mage was looking at the number plate in his hand. He looked around curiously, wanting to know who his opponent was.
As a sixth-tier earth element mage, Harvey was full of confidence in himself.
In the last Mage Tournament, he had stopped at the top 100. This time, his goal was to reach the top 64 and try to join the Mage Tower on his 30th birthday. It was a gift to himself.
The Mages entered the field one after another, but everyone's eyes followed the camera and looked at the little girl beside Crassus on the high platform.
It was said that Master Crassus' disciple would also participate in this Mage Tournament, but she was still so young. Even the Mages who participated in the junior group were generally above ten years old. It was rare to see eight or nine years old, let alone three or four years old.
"Little Amy, it's time for you to go to the competition," Crassus said to Amy with a smile when he saw that all the Mages had almost found the duel field.
"Are we going to fight?" Amy raised her head and looked at the half-eaten drumstick in her hand. She thought for a moment and put it on the small plate in front of her. Then, she looked at Crassus with a serious face and said, "Master, my drumstick is still warm. Don't eat it. I'll be back in a while. I still want to eat."
"Okay." Crassus nodded, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that the drumstick was more important to Amy than the competition.
"Who?" Amy was relieved. She took the towel beside her and asked while wiping her hands.
"There, the little fatty in yellow over there. Go up and knock him down. Then you can come back and eat the drumstick." Crassus pointed in a direction.
"Okay." Amy nodded. She picked up her magic staff and jumped down from the chair. She flung her little cloak and walked in the direction that Crassus pointed to.
Then, everyone saw the number plate swinging around Amy's waist. It wasn't the white number for the junior group, but the black number for the mage group!
"Number 0! It's the first time in history! "
"Holy sh * t! She's going to participate in the mage group competition! "
"A three-year-old mage contestant?! She must be the youngest contestant in history, right? "
The crowd was in an uproar!
Everyone couldn't hide their shock.
King Andre turned to Crassus with a smile, and said, "I didn't expect you to let this child participate in the mage group competition."
Crassus also smiled, and said, "She was the one who insisted on choosing the mage group. She said that it was too boring to fight a kid with one punch."
Everyone around them had strange expressions on their faces when they heard that. Even in the junior group, Amy was the youngest kid. How could she complain that the other kids weren't strong enough? Her personality was quite similar to Master Crassus'.
"H-how is this possible? He's letting her participate in the mage group competition! "Brent's expression also changed. This was completely different from what he had expected.
Although Richard was a little surprised, he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he smiled, and said, "If that's the case, then there's no need for us to do anything. There are plenty of seventh-tier magic casters in the mage group. There are even a few who are at the pinnacle of the seventh-tier."
"Indeed." Brent came back to his senses. He glanced at Kassadin, who was facing off against a kid who was about ten years old, and his mouth twitched. "It's just a pity for Kassadin. With his ability, he should have been able to enter the top 32 in the mage group."
Kassadin was also in a daze. In order to face Crassus' disciple, he had taken the risk of being called a bully and forcefully demoted to the junior group to participate in the competition.
In the end, she went to the mage group?
What the f * ck …
How was he going to play?
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