But what was even more unbearable was yet to come.
It wasn't words, but a pure system prompt.
"Detected [Fluid Mechanics] and [Introduction to HVAC]. Reading thermodynamic knowledge … The so-called air conditioning is the process of moving heat from one space to another. Optimizing spell model … Optimization complete. When you fire [Frost Arrow], you can extract the heat between you and the target in advance by extracting the fire element, creating an ice channel suitable for the passage of freezing energy. "
"You have acquired the super magic ability [Track of Ice] of the elemental spell category. The power of your shooting ice spell is increased by 33%, and the flying speed of your Frost Arrow is increased by 45%. If you want to acquire more abilities, please provide the system with more reference data. "
"According to the detected knowledge, you have changed the scattering mode of [Blizzard]. Your [Blizzard] spell has acquired a special mode — the attack radius is increased by 40%, and the power is reduced by 20%. "
Like an old-fashioned phone that received a thousand text messages in one go, the neon green text that popped up on his retina almost drove Duque crazy. A lot of knowledge was forcibly instilled into his brain, whether it was the knowledge of spells after his transmigration, or the knowledge he had learned in college before his transmigration, but had been forgotten.
The so-called college, for a college animal like Duque, was just a place to play games.
Exams and whatnot were just things to "retake" the course for three days before the exam, and then forget all about it after the exam.
He never thought that the knowledge that should have been forgotten by him would be perfectly invoked by the system elf at this moment … It turned out that these things that seemed to have been forgotten were actually still stored in his brain.
Just as Duque was meditating, the sand in the hourglass had unknowingly leaked out.
The scene in front of him changed.
Duque suddenly found that he was on a chessboard, but the chessboard had been magnified several times, and he was only standing on the edge of a white square. And at the other end of the square three meters away stood a young mage apprentice with a common face.
Seeing the appearance of the other party, Duque immediately realized that this guy was his opponent.
As if taking care of the novice Duque, the other party began to hold back his Frost Arrow.
Please forgive Duque for using the word "hold" to describe his opponent. That guy really looked like he was constipated and couldn't hold it in no matter what.
Successfully releasing a spell wasn't a simple matter. In addition to the corresponding incantation, a standard casting process also required the transfer of mana within one's body to communicate with the corresponding Elemental World and attract the corresponding amount of energy. Then, he molded this energy into a suitable form and released it.
Even though this process had been specially simplified, as long as one's spiritual energy was enough to communicate with the Elements Realm and attract enough element energy, it would automatically stop absorbing and shape the energy.
However, it was still very difficult for an apprentice who knew nothing about magic to complete this task.
Therefore, it was understandable that the other party purposely gave Duque time.
Duque didn't appreciate it.
With the help of the system elf, Duque already knew that if the opponent was a real mage apprentice, then this fellow had already failed to cast a spell for the third time in two short seconds. He failed to communicate with the Elements Realm for the first two times and absorbed too little element energy for the third time.
That bit of ice energy wasn't even enough to make a popsicle.
Duque sent him on his way.
He stepped forward, left uppercut, right uppercut, and finished!
In the Magic Academy, a dozen powerful mages who were watching the battle in front of a huge 'oil painting' showing Duque's battle were dumbfounded.
Looking at Duque who had beaten his opponent into a pig's head with his fists, the entire place was deathly silent.
After a while, someone spoke.
"This … This is a blasphemy to the Magic Academy!" An old mage waved his fists angrily. "Norton! This is the student you picked and claimed to be the most talented among this batch of mage apprentices!? "
Old man Norton was just about to say something when suddenly, a voice was heard.
"No! Duke Marcus made the right choice. You've been protected by close-combat followers for a long time, perhaps this made you forget one thing … When a mage doesn't pull away, using a spell that takes too long to cast against an enemy is an extremely dangerous action. "
The old mage was silent.
In the second round, Duque's opponent was obviously more than one level higher.
Under Raven's control, the opponent could already fully release a [Frost Arrow] spell. And the distance between the two had increased from three meters to ten meters. However, this was still not difficult for Duque.
Because the opponent's casting time was as long as eight seconds!
It was enough for Duke to tease him as he jogged in front of his opponent, easily dodging his opponent's attack. It couldn't be helped. Looking at the obviously obvious throwing posture, Duque dodged it with a sidestep. Then, Duque used his fists to teach the guy a lesson.
In front of the 'oil painting', the old mage looked at the mage who had spoken up for Duque. "How are you going to explain this time?"
The opponent was not angry. "No matter how strong a spell is, it's useless if it can't hit the enemy."
"…" The opponent's words made sense. The old mage was actually speechless.
However, even though the opponent's casting speed was increasing in the third, fourth and fifth round, when Duque used the same method to deal with them, not only the old mage, but a few other mages expressed their dissatisfaction.
"Hey! We're recruiting mage apprentices now! This is not a mock battle between a mage and a thief! "
When the mage was almost unable to defend Duque, Duque made his move in the sixth round.
Level 1 [Frost Arrow]!
Extremely effective!
Amateurs enjoyed the show, while experts appreciated the artistry.
It was clearly an ordinary [Frost Arrow] spell model, so why was the [Frost Arrow] Duque's [Frost Arrow] so terrifying?
In the eyes of most official mages, it was already amazing that Duque was able to cast a flying block of ice. At the very least, this was enough to be called 'excellent'.
The difficulty of understanding and using a simplified spell model in such a short time was only known to the mages who had tried it before.
Which of the old mages here did not practice thousands of times to experience the power of the elements and only throw a small piece of ice?
But what was Duque's [Frost Arrow]?
Fast! Accurate! Ruthless!
Not only was its flying speed comparable to the speed of an arrow shot from a powerful bow, it even struck the other party's forehead in a straight line. The moment the ice arrow struck the bridge of the nose, it suddenly split into two pieces and fiercely pierced into the other party's eyeballs.
Perhaps Duque's [Frost Arrow] was not powerful enough to kill an adult, but Duque added pure elemental damage to physical damage … If the opponent was a real person, then he would have been killed by Duque.
"Hiss …" In the entire room watching Duque's trial, the dozen or so mages all gasped.
There was only one word in their minds: genius!
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