"Wow …" The dozens of people present, whether they were highly respected old mages or young mage apprentices, all had their mouths wide open. Their mouths were wide enough to fit a fist.
What's going on?
Did I hear it wrong?
That arrogant rookie mage apprentice actually requested to undergo a promotion trial on his first day in Stormwind City's Magic Academy?
No matter how arrogant … no matter how arrogant … there should be a limit!
Yet, Duque dared to do so!
It was said that Duque had only been confirmed a few days ago that he had talent in magic. If Duque really succeeded, then Cadgar would die of shame. He had studied for eight years and was still not an official mage, but this person had only studied for three days and was already a mage.
Regardless of whether Duque succeeded or not, this would definitely leave a strong mark on Duque's name in Stormwind City Royal Magic Academy.
Success — famous throughout the academy, and all the mages in Stormwind City would know that there was a super genius here.
Failure — famous throughout the academy, but that would be synonymous with 'overestimating one's capabilities.' Duque would forever be nailed to the pillar of shame.
For a moment, everyone's breathing became heavy.
Medivh asked in a gentle and refined manner, "You know the conditions to pass. So, mage apprentice Duke Marcus, are you sure you want to undergo the trial now? "
"I'm sure!" Duque said firmly.
"Alright then." Medivh opened his right palm and softly chanted a spell. His palm suddenly lit up with a strange blue light. Like a flame blown by a strong wind, the blue light floated out of Medivh's palm.
The bright light turned into ribbons, and with Duque as the center, a circular space of more than ten meters was easily separated.
Looking from the inside, or looking from the outside, there was no change in the scenery.
Only Duque knew how terrifying Medivh's methods were.
System Notification: Warning! You have been dragged into an unknown independent space by Medivh (Sargeras).
Fortunately, the Medivh was not hostile. He even had a gentle smile on his face.
"This is a relatively independent space. However, it won't affect your communication with the Elements Realm. Mr. Marcus, you may begin. As long as you don't use magic tools to cast any three different level 1 spells, you will become an official member of the Stormwind City Royal Magic Academy. "
Duque took a deep breath and prepared to give it a try.
At this moment, he saw Darnielle and Itana's concerned faces. He didn't need to confirm to know that the two of them were advising him not to risk his life. She advised him not to show off so much and provoke the old mages.
Duque could only smile bitterly.
He had no choice but to fight! He did not have the funds to focus on his studies in the academy. If he wanted to make money, he had to go out. Even with Medivh's promise, if he were to temporarily leave the academy as an acolyte, he would definitely be surrounded and attacked by the conservative forces of Stormwind.
Even if he could resurrect, running back to his corpse would not help.
It was not a big deal for an acolyte to die in the wilderness.
However, it was different for a mage. Even if he was a beginner mage, his name would automatically be included in the Stormwind Mage Squad. He would be known by the kingdom's supreme commander, Lothar, and the Stormwind King Laing.
Coupled with his super genius title, it was impossible for him not to be noticed.
If he was noticed by the king and the commander at the same time, then no matter if it was the nobles or the mages who hated him, they would not be able to act at will.
This was Duque's protective talisman.
It was enough to let him pass the most dangerous' novice period '.
Duque took a deep breath. He was ready to cast the spell.
Generally speaking, it was impossible for an acolyte to recreate the nanny style of casting in the crystal ball of the apprentice trial. It was impossible for an acolyte to have such a keen magic perception ability to reverse deduce the entire incantation, casting formula, contact method with the Elements Realm and a series of other things from a fixed and incomparably complicated casting tool.
Under normal circumstances, this was something as unreliable as' asking a newborn baby to fight lions and tigers'.
All the mages present knew that Duque did not get even half of the spell formula from any official channel.
However, as soon as Duque recited the incantation, the mages were dumbfounded.
They had no idea that at this moment, Duque had even let the System control his own tongue. His consciousness had already practiced the awkward-sounding incantation no less than a thousand times in the System, as if singing along with the Karaoke subtitles.
What flowed out of Duque's mouth was the perfect High Elves Language.
The cadence was full of mysterious beauty. The key syllables were short and hurried, but extremely accurate. Without the help of the magic tool, Duque could clearly feel that he was like a tap that had been turned on. The mental and physical strength in his body was rapidly decreasing.
However, he could clearly feel that his body and his soul had made a stable connection with a world of a different dimension – the Elements Realm.
A scorching aura quickly spread and gathered on his arm at a high speed.
Everyone could see that a huge fireball was forming in Duque's hand.
"[Fireball Spell]? No! This is … [Flame Blast Spell]!! "The surrounding mages could not help but exclaim in surprise.
How old was he when he successfully cast [Flame Blast Spell] for the first time? No one had done it before the age of 20, right? Yet, this kid actually managed to do it.
There was not the slightest bit of excess elemental energy spilling out. The amount of energy absorbed was simply exquisite!
This kind of control, was it really from the hands of an apprentice who had awakened to the power of magic for less than three days?
"Whoosh!" As if to slap Medivh in the face, this water tank-sized [Flame Blast Spell] smashed towards Medivh's head.
For a powerful guardian, this was not a problem at all. Medivh did not even move his finger. The blue light that was wrapped around Duque just flourished. Everyone saw that Duque's [Flame Blast Spell] was completely erased.
"You completed the first spell very well." Medivh made the decision on the spot. Then, he saw the sweat dripping from Duque's forehead, "Do you need to take a break? The time limit for the official beginner mage exam is one hour."
"No need!" Duque chose to continue. Even though the system notification showed that his pitiful mana had dropped from the initial full value of 26/26 to the current 12/26, Duque did not stop.
He had a vague premonition that if he continued to squeeze out his potential, there might be some kind of breakthrough.
Shaking his head to get rid of the tiredness and disappointment, Duque cooperated with the hand gesture. A soft light blue light was rubbed in Duque's hand. Even from ten meters away, the mages could still clearly feel the cold air emitted from the light ball in Duque's hand.
[Frost Arrow]!
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