"Go back to primary school, little guy. You shouldn't be here." Neil clenched his fists, and his knuckles cracked as the muscles on his arms bulged.
"Magus Tower, George Goodyear." George didn't offer any rebuttal as he calmly announced his name.
"Neil Barkley." Neil cracked his neck as he stared at George with a vicious look in his eyes.
"Senior Student Neil, a 3rd-tier earth magic caster. I heard that even Senior Student Claus wasn't able to break his Earth Guardian armor during the last magic caster examination. He's super powerful!"
"Senior Student Neil has already won the battle. I feel like he only has to raise a hand to send that little guy flying."
"Magic battles don't rely on muscles; that's something that only knights value. A magic caster's spiritual power is more important. Only with powerful spiritual power can they unleash more powerful spells."
All of the students below the stage began to discuss spiritedly among themselves upon seeing this. At the same time, the children in the kindergarten began to cheer for Neil.
"Our senior student is going to win, right?" Daphne clenched her fists with excitement.
"Not necessarily. I heard from my father that the Magus Tower is the gathering place of the most powerful magic casters on the Norland Continent. It has the most powerful magic casters on the continent." Ignatsu shook his head as he looked at George. He didn't quite agree with Daphne's words.
"If only Amy were here. She'd definitely be able to defeat this guy with ease." Daphne sighed with a wistful expression as she began to search for Amy in the crowd.
"Both teams have entered the arena. Let the match begin!" Karpas announced, and his calm voice reverberated throughout the entire venue.
"Little guy, today …" Neil grinned and wanted to say something else.
"Profound of Wind – Wild Wind Blade Slash!" George had no intention of listening to Neil's nonsense. He swept his arms through the air, and five crescent-shaped wind blades that were around half a meter in length appeared. The crescent-shaped wind blades then rose up from the left, forming a line in mid-air before flying toward Neil.
"So fast!" Neil's expression was still relaxed, but he didn't dare to slow down in the slightest. He abruptly pressed his right hand against the ground and yelled, "Earth Guardian Armor, appear!"
A brown rock armor began to climb up from his legs and right hand at the same time, quickly covering his entire body. His originally tall and strong body looked even stronger after being covered with a layer of thick rock armor. His fists were also covered with rock gloves that were covered with spikes. His head was also covered with rock armor, and only his eyes were exposed. He had turned into a rock man.
"Come on!" Neil yelled as he raised his fist and launched it forward.
"Bang!"
A soft sound rang out, and the first wind blade was dispersed by Neil's fist. The second punch easily dispersed the wind blade, and only two shallow marks were left on the gloves.
The three Wind Blades behind him suddenly changed directions and avoided Neil's fist, landing on his chest and neck respectively. Three dull thuds rang out, and Neil's muscular body was forced back three steps. Rubble flew everywhere, and three shallow dents were left behind. However, they were still unable to break through his armor.
"That's not enough." Neil raised a hand to his chest, and a dull thump rang out. The three shallow dents on his armor healed at a rate that was discernible to the naked eye, and they were completely repaired in the blink of an eye. As long as he stood on the ground, he would be able to draw upon the power of the earth to infinitely repair his armor.
"So powerful!"
A burst of raucous cheers rang out from below the platform. The magic academy students were also ecstatic. If George couldn't break through Neil's Earth Guardian Armor, then Neil's chances of victory were extremely high. As long as he could get close to George, there would be no way for him to resist.
"In that case, let's face the wind." George looked at the smug Neil with furrowed brows, and a serious look appeared on his face. He extended his right hand, and abruptly clenched it into a fist as he chanted, "Wind element, heed my call. Pillar of Fierce Wind, descend!"
"What's going on now?" Neil looked at George with a perplexed expression, but he was already making his way toward him, preparing to end this battle.
"Boom!"
Right at this moment, a tornado with a diameter of around a meter descended from the sky, crashing down two meters in front of Neil. It swept toward Neil in a straight line. The violent wind pillar and green wind blades revolved around it in a frenzy, producing whooshing sounds. Small cracks appeared on the thick black stone floor, and a layer of stone powder was shaved off from it.
"Ultimate spell — Pillar of Fierce Wind! Be careful, Neil! " Klaus exclaimed as he stared at the pillar of wind and the calm young man with incredulity in his eyes.
Aside from magic casters being ranked from one to 10, there was also a separate ranking system. Magic casters ranked from one to three were elementary magic casters, intermediate magic casters ranked from four to six were intermediate magic casters, advanced magic casters ranked from seven to nine were advanced magic casters, and magic casters ranked from ten were great magic casters.
The most important reason for this kind of classification was to classify magic skills. Magic skills were divided into beginner, intermediate, advanced, ultimate, forbidden, and great forbidden. Generally, magicians could only use magic that corresponded to their own strength. However, there were some magicians with super talent who could use high-level magic. Such magicians were almost invincible in the same level. They were absolute geniuses.
The Pillar of Fierce Wind that George had just summoned was an intermediate spell, so George was most likely a 3rd-tier magic caster.
"He's not a bad talent." Novan looked at George with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Looks like Chaos School is going to lose again." Many of the teachers heaved internal sighs, and their hearts sank.
"It's just a pillar of wind; watch me destroy it with a single punch! Giant Arm! " Neil wasn't fearful in the slightest. He took a step forward, and his right arm instantly doubled in size. His entire arm was wrapped in a thick layer of rock, and he abruptly brought it crashing down toward the pillar of wind.
All of the spectators looked on with rapt attention. All of the lower grade students' eyes widened, and their little hands were already in front of them. They were waiting for Senior Brother Neil to destroy the pillar of wind with a single punch, and then toss that guy off the spectator stands. They were about to erupt into raucous cheers.
The giant rock hand quickly clashed with the pillar of wind, and a muffled thump erupted as Neil's fist crashed into the storm. However, the frantically rotating storm didn't dissipate just like that. Instead, it surrounded Neil's arm, and the rock armor on his arm and body were being sliced away at a rate discernible to the naked eye.
Furthermore, his burly body was also swaying unsteadily in the storm, and his feet were even beginning to leave the ground. Once they left the ground, he would lose the power of the earth, and his armor wouldn't be able to regenerate. In that case, there would be no more suspense in this match.
A hint of panic finally appeared on Neil's face, and he struggled to unleash more spells.
"Rise!" George said in a calm voice, and the pillar of wind suddenly spun even faster. Neil's massive body was swept up like a kite with its string cut, and he crashed onto the ground with a muffled thump. Most of his magician's robe had been shredded, and he was completely disoriented from the impact.
The entire stadium instantly fell silent. Everyone was looking at Neil, who was sprawled out on the ground, and George, who was still standing at the center of the competition platform, with incredulity in their eyes.
"You shouldn't have come here." George looked at Neil with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
"You!" Neil was so enraged that he fainted on the spot.
…
At the entrance of the restaurant, Amy, who was wearing a little black magician's robe, looked up at Meg with a serious expression, and asked, "Father, do I really look good in this magician's robe?"
"Yes, Amy looks really good in this magician's robe. But if we don't go now, the bad guy is really going to get away." Meg nodded with a resigned expression. Amy had been torn between the two magician's robes for close to half an hour. As expected, it was very troublesome for a woman to go out, even if she was a little girl.
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