Greetings, draw ten first circle spells to be tested. Casting, complete, step down from the stage and bow.
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Of course, Lenny wanted to turn around and leave. However, if he were to leave before the inspector gave him a pass or fail evaluation, then he would really be stupid, not dashing.
The old Magician who was the inspector was stunned. What happened just now was like a dream to him. The ten spells that the tested Apprentice had chosen were cast without a single mistake. The process was as smooth as flowing water, and it was incomparably smooth. It was as if the apprentice had been immersed in it for countless years. He was so familiar with it that it was as easy as raising his hand. To be honest, this was something that even he could not do.
Usually, the apprentices who came for the test would stumble and stumble before they could cast all ten spells within the time limit of three hourglasses. If they happened to pick a spell that they were familiar with, then it would be much faster and there would not be too many mistakes. For example, the fourth apprentice who was able to cast ten spells in a solid manner was already considered a rare talent.
But as soon as the secretary turned the hourglass over and gave the instruction to start, all ten spells were cast in the blink of an eye. What kind of concept was this?
Even if it was a first circle apprentice spell, it was still magic. The necessary incantations, hand gestures, and even the control of power were all necessary. The feeling that could not be seen, could not be grasped, and could only be understood, but could not be described in words. Practicing these rituals until they were as familiar as eating and drinking was the ideal state. But no one had ever heard of someone who could really do it.
But today, there was such a... genius! After the old inspector thought about it, he was very excited. He squeezed out what he thought was the most amiable smile, praised the apprentice, and approved that he passed the test. In fact, he was wondering if he should take this apprentice from the academy and make him his direct disciple.
A good student was the dream of every teacher. It was a small achievement for a teacher to be able to mold his student into his ideal student, to achieve something that he could not do, or to reach a height that he had hopes of reaching but had missed, and to make such a regret be fulfilled by his student.
Unfortunately, such a student could only be found by chance, and there was one right in front of him. Letting such a talent stay in an unknown academy was a waste and a waste of talent. Most importantly, this apprentice wasn't as arrogant as the fourth person. He didn't show off in front of others, nor did he show off his emotions. It was as if this was a daily occurrence, so ordinary.
The old inspector looked at the young man who had returned to the queue with a burning gaze. The corner of his eye was still looking at the information in his hand. Lenny, a student of Orange Eaton Academy, had no master. He was a good seedling.
With a look of appreciation and a smile on his face, he stroked his long white beard. The second apprentice's test was also completed …
It was as smooth as flowing water. The only difference was the ten spells and the person casting them.
The old inspector's expression froze, and he couldn't wrap his head around it. If it wasn't for a young man who was a secretary and was rather quick-witted, the old inspector would have completely forgotten to comment on whether or not the other party had passed the test.
Then it was the third, and the fourth. The apprentices from Orange Eaton Academy went up in order. Each of them drew ten different combinations of spells, but the same thing was that they cast them very smoothly, without any feeling of obstruction.
If the first person to go up was a genius, it would be understandable if he wanted to add some impression points for the whole academy. But a total of twenty-six geniuses, what kind of concept was that?
The old inspector was very clear about the origin of this group of people. With the help of the Charlie Richard Foundation, they were self-taught children who came to Wulian City. However, due to various reasons, not a single Magician was willing to accept it.
And now the performance of this group of people, didn't it mean that the mages who chose the apprentices among them were blind people who didn't know how to judge people? Let the geniuses go, and accepted some idiots?
How could this be possible!
Then the only possibility was that they were from that academy!
Thinking of this, the old inspector was no longer in the mood to watch the magic show in the field, which couldn't even be considered as showing off. He looked at the rumored man who stayed outside the field: Gebrach Lin Tripwood.
Although the man stayed outside the field, he didn't seem to care about what was happening in the field at all. His hands were slightly gesturing in front of him, and he was still daydreaming. In fact, Lin Yi was secretly using the document writing function to record some of the things he thought of. The window image appeared on the glasses, and others couldn't see it. So in the eyes of others, it looked like someone was randomly gesturing.
To be honest, after watching the performance of Lenny, who was the first to go up, Lin didn't care much about the performance of this group of children. He remembered that he had some things to plan, and it wasn't good to use the magic screen to write documents in this kind of situation, so he used the privacy function of the glasses to secretly do his own things.
Lin also had the confidence to be at ease like this. In terms of magic, whether it was the Lich who was once known as the Devil King, or another great mage who was known as a genius, they were all masters in the magic world that someone couldn't catch up to. Even that fatty might be stronger than him.
In his experience of adventure in the past, he always picked weak opponents. Basically, as long as he was careful not to fall into a trap, and didn't try to be brave, at that time, his strength was crushing compared to the enemy. In terms of crisis, it was to help the two little apprentices who weren't even ten years old at that time.
In other words, someone who was careful didn't fight any tough battles. For Eli Huber, who had a rather glorious experience, maybe the fatty's attainment in magic was higher than someone's.
But in terms of exams, a certain transmigrator was confident that he was definitely the best at exams in the world of mystery.
Generally, when the apprentice was going to take the exam, most of the mages would only give advice on carefully distributing and using power. The better ones would also suggest that the apprentice should use the magic they were good at first, and leave the less skilled ones for later. Doing it this way would usually go more smoothly. But why would it go so smoothly, the mages couldn't explain why. However, most mages wouldn't give the apprentice any advice on the exam.
But for a top student who had experienced hundreds of battles in the exam, how could he not have his own set of strategies?
As the saying went, if there was a way, there would be a way to break it. The apprentice's exam seemed random, but in reality, it was just randomly picking ten spells out of twenty or so and using them within a time limit. That was all. The method was fixed, and the questions were fixed, which meant that the apprentice just had to pick ten questions out of the ten. There wasn't even a need to guess the questions. Was there a better exam?
Lin's method was to classify the twenty-two spells of the first circle into categories, with similar casting methods and similar effects. For example, water gathering, fire, and so on were classified into the category of external release; animal conversation, plant conversation, and so on were classified into the category of perception; and the spells that mages most often used, such as Great Strength and Stone Skin, were classified into the category of support.
With the classification, it was easy to distinguish the types of spells that wouldn't interfere with each other when cast, and the types that would affect each other after casting. Then, according to the respective effects, a few routines could be drawn. Then, all that was left was to select a few spells of a certain type, and what to use to connect the different types of spells.
These techniques were taught to the apprentices as early as 726 when they applied for the exam, and then after nearly a month of practice. Later on, this group of children wasn't satisfied with just casting ten randomly picked spells. Instead, they competed to see who could cast the spells for a shorter period of time, who had more precise control, and who could connect the spells more smoothly.
As long as someone showed an outstanding performance, their method would become something that others could learn from. In this way, under the guidance of the apprentices, results that the three official mages couldn't even imagine burst forth.
Eli Huber wasn't the only one who doubted what he had learned in the past. Even Juan Javier, a great magician, was being stared at by his student, Annmarie, who was looking at him suspiciously.
But the one who started it all pursed his lips, deeply disapproving. He was very clear that this group of children was just playing with empty tricks, and wouldn't be of much use on the battlefield of life and death. Of course, if they could skillfully combine this set of "exam methods" with the ever-changing situation of the battlefield, if they really put it to use, it might be quite terrifying.
But that wasn't something that ordinary people could do. The ability to see through the battlefield, talent, intuition, and experience were all indispensable. Otherwise, whether it was the history of the mysterious land or the earth's history, famous generals would spring up endlessly like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. But that wasn't the case. Without this most important part, the skills that this group of children played with were just tricks that could only be used on the exam.
Time flew by, and the 26 year old children passed the exam one by one as if they were just going through the motions. The process was so smooth that the old mage who was the inspector couldn't imagine it.
Originally, when he received the list of participants, the old mage was a little dissatisfied. Generally speaking, the number of apprentices who participated in the exam in a day was limited to XX to XXX (20-30 people). It could be said that today's exam was full of people, and the majority of the questions were from apprentices who had only studied magic for four months.
The reason for such a limit was that even if there was an hourglass to limit the time of each apprentice's exam, all kinds of unexpected situations and delays of apprentices changing venues would lengthen the overall exam time. It wasn't unheard of for an entire day to still be in the exam at night. This was also the reason why advanced apprentices were allowed to take the exam first and leave first.
And before today, people who saw this list would imagine how much time it would take these twenty or so children who had only studied magic for four months to take the exam. Therefore, most of the mages who were qualified to be inspectors were unwilling to take on today's task.
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