I can see the blood bar and my purity is extremely high

Chapter 314: Long-distance Running Champion and Strange Combat Magic Professor

Although Lu Wenwu often compared the current Magic Wizarding Academy with Hogwarts after arriving here, there are actually quite a few differences.

Unlike Hogwarts, which focuses on happy education, the course schedule of Magic Academy is relatively tight.

Perhaps it is because the students are generally over 20 years old and their mentality is slightly more mature than that of children, so there is rarely any shaking.

The students who can come here to study cherish their own talents and learning opportunities, and the overall learning atmosphere tends to be inward-looking.

Look, after dinner, the library, study rooms and practice rooms are all packed with people.

There were many people practicing spells, making alchemy, completing homework, exchanging experiences, and even exercising in the physical training ground.

Lu Wenwu was naturally no exception.

Unlike others who were working hard to learn various combat magics, he was more interested in various auxiliary magics, historical biographies, and anecdotes.

After all, the main mission still needs to be completed, even if he decided to relax a little this time.

What's more, he wasn't that interested in combat magic.

It is nothing more than mixing various classic magics in traditional Western fantasy, compressing them into a flashing "light bar" and shooting them out, which creates an effect after hitting the target.

This is not surprising. Even though Lu Wenwu has not started to systematically study combat magic, he can still judge its operating principles through different attribute fluctuations.

Weird stuff. Those weird auxiliary magics.

That was something that Lu Wenwu had never figured out, and he had absolutely no idea how it worked.

Even the book does not mention the underlying logic of how these spells work, it only emphasizes the casting gestures, the wizard's will, the standard intonation of the spells, and the improvement of mental strength, magic power, micro-control ability, etc. through repeated practice of spells.

When the low bell rang, Lu Wenwu sighed in distress, closed the book in front of him and put it back in its place.

Well, it was a fruitless day!
Oh no, I still gained some.

Got a job.

Because he had broken his flying broom during class, when he dragged Snow to the kitchen to eat, old man Wood wanted to force him to do odd jobs on Sunday afternoon to make up for the school's losses.

When he thought of this, Lu Wenwu felt a little complicated.

On the surface, it was to make up for the school's losses, but in fact, there were some hidden wages for doing odd jobs for old man Wood - such as getting some scraps for free, learning alchemy techniques and so on.

Generally speaking, only outstanding students in senior grades who attend small classes are eligible.

Lu Wenwu knew in his heart that the old man felt sorry for his "tragic life" and wanted to give him something to help him.

The overall environment of the previous copy was too bad, this is what it's like to cultivate immortality in the underworld.

If it weren't for the world-destroying disaster of the True Demon Queen, the plot might have ended up with Lu Wenwu leading the demon clan against the good and the evil.
I met so many kind people this time that I even felt a little uncomfortable.

Forget it.

That's it for now, go to bed first.

Lu Wenwu used some tricks to strengthen the bed at school, and fell asleep with Maomao.

The next morning.

The adaptation period for novices has passed, and the basic physical training class before breakfast at the Magic School of Magic has caused a group of pampered aristocratic students to complain bitterly.

Except for Lu Wenwu and two other civilian students, all the other human students in the class were complaining about their condition.

Getting up early means running three kilometers, and not even the use of magic power is allowed, which is almost life-threatening for many people.

Since Snow and other students of special races did not need to participate, the tall and strong Lu Wenwu once again became the focus among the students.

Um.
Anyone who sees a two-meter-tall guy with a pair of long legs running three kilometers in just ten minutes without blushing or getting nervous or even sweating will be shocked.

On the physical training ground, watching Lu Wenwu continue to jog towards the cafeteria, an aristocratic girl couldn't help but complain:

"Oh my God, we are here to learn magic, not to become warriors and knights with muscular bodies. Why do we have to endure such torture?"

"It's not like everyone is like the Tyrannosaurus Rex, who has a body that looks like a human, but is actually a baby dragon! The academy is clearly torturing us!"

Such voices resonated with many new human beings.

Even if they were not lazy and ignorant nobles who lived a life of luxury, the intensity of a three-kilometer workout was still a bit too high.

Many people began to jog at a walking pace, or complained in low voices, or envied Lu Wenwu's good physique.

At this time, the sweaty and panting Zijing Second Prince tried to act calm and said, "It's only three kilometers, are you already scared? You know, starting next month, we will start running five kilometers every morning!"

"What!? Five kilometers!?"

"Is this a joke?"

"I will definitely not be able to eat every morning!"

“Why would the college do this?”

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Seeing that everyone's attention was drawn to him, the Second Prince's face suddenly revealed a hint of pride and a flush of excitement.

He really enjoys the feeling of being the center of attention and being watched by others.

This made him extremely excited!
Even though he was very tired, he still acted as if nothing had happened and said with a serious face:

"What a mess! Do you think a magician just needs to stand there and cast a spell?"

"What if you run out of magic power while fighting someone?"

"What if your wand breaks accidentally in the wilderness? Are you going to stand there and wait to die like an ordinary person?"

"The academy is training our physical fitness, making us more sensitive and tolerant, so that we can withstand high-intensity battles without dying accidentally!"

"And I heard from my father that training in this most primitive way can better promote the increase of one's total magic power."

"Our magician's bodies are very magical. Even with this kind of ordinary running, the speed at which magic power grows is much faster than those arcane masters who meditate and practice all day long!"

At this point, the Second Prince sighed and shook his head in a pretentious manner, and said in a very helpless and regretful tone: "You guys really don't understand the good intentions of the academy."

Don't say it.

Although this guy is jealous of others who get more attention than him and craves the feeling of being the center of attention, the information he has is indeed correct.

Physical training is to improve the physical fitness of magicians.

As we all know, magicians are thin-skinned but have big bodies.

Even a wizard at the mage level is only slightly better physically than an ordinary person, except that they have a longer lifespan and their bodies age more slowly.

Even with the blessing of the elf's physique, Vice President Netel's health bar barely exceeded 200,000.

So, in this case, it is very necessary for mages below the level of Truth to strengthen their bodies in the way of ordinary people.

Or you are having a magic duel with someone, and before ten minutes you tell him you can't lift your arms because they are sore, and ask him to make an appointment another day. Isn't that inappropriate?

Or maybe you are in the middle of a passionate duel with someone, dodging left and right to avoid the opponent's spells. After jumping for five minutes, you gasp and tell the opponent to take a break, drink some water, and then fight again. That's even more inappropriate, right?
After learning this, the freshmen's complaints suddenly disappeared.

Even if they complained bitterly, they were still secretly complaining in their hearts.

Especially those members of the nobility, each one is more concerned about face than the other.

No one wanted to be surpassed or looked down upon by commoners of lower status than themselves, so they all worked hard to regroup and take physical training seriously.

Although in the end about three quarters of the people had no appetite for breakfast and were still a little sluggish during the combat magic class.

But at least the freshmen persisted and did not give up.

This made the professor in charge of the combat course very happy.

"Good, everyone has persisted. No one needs extra training."

His sharp golden eyes swept across the twisted and broken soldiers in the class, and finally his gaze stopped on Lu Wenwu. He smiled and nodded.

"Especially Mr. Tyrannosaurus, he is exceptionally good."

However, this smile did not last long.

Perhaps after he saw the Fire Dragon Staff, his originally happy smile froze in an instant, and a hint of shock and anger flashed in his eyes.

He stared at Lu Wenwu, and Lu Wenwu was also staring at him.

Unlike other professors who looked a little old or at least middle-aged, the professor in charge of teaching combat magic looked like a young man.

He is a well-built young man with blond hair and golden eyes who looks strangely handsome.

He was wearing an exquisite golden suit, and the cuffs and buttons were all made of luxurious magic emerald crystal.

In his right hand he held a magic wand that looked like it was completely covered with high-purity fine gold and inlaid with several gems, and on his feet he wore a pair of golden leather shoes of an unknown monster.

The sunlight reflected on him and it was a bit blinding.

The first time Lu Wenwu saw this person, he felt that this golden thing was definitely not a human being. Humans should not be able to develop such a bizarre aesthetic.

"You can call me Professor Silver Moon."

The young man looked away and introduced himself.

He did not introduce his own strength, but mentioned another thing.

"If you need help with physical fitness, you can go to my physical fitness assistant, Goodell Rivera, who is a legendary Cavalier and is capable of giving you guidance."

"Legendary Knight! He is a great being no less powerful than the Mage of Truth!"

"My God, aren't we a magic school? We even have a knight professor!"

"It's so luxurious that the legendary knight actually came to teach us magicians to train basic physical fitness."

The classmates were very considerate and immediately started to discuss the matter. Their originally depressed spirits quickly recovered and they became energetic again.

Seeing that the effect had been achieved, Professor Yin Yue turned her gaze away from Lu Wenwu and said with a smile: "Okay, kids, I think we should start the class. Let's start with the classification of combat magic."

“Goodell Rivera?”

The Second Prince Zijing muttered to himself, feeling as if he had heard this name somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Snow swept Lu Wenwu's elbow with his tail, wrote a small note and handed it to him.

"This professor is so weird. He doesn't even mention his own title or strength, and he even calls us kids! The youngest among us is over 20 years old, right? Baiyin and Xiaohuo Miao are at least several hundred years old!"

Lu Wenwu thought about it and replied: "Not surprising."

He knew that the other person was not a human the first time he saw him.

The name Goodell Rivera made him directly confirm Professor Silver Moon's identity - a silver dragon.

He had seen this person in a certain gossip book yesterday. He was a legendary dragon knight who was active eight hundred years ago.

The dragon he contracted with was a silver dragon that was good at magic.

In the Eye of True Vision, Professor Yin Yue's analysis results were clearly revealed.

[Celestial Truth: Silver Moon/Silver Dragon Isidro (S+)]: 2160 0000/2160 0000
[Cultivation]: Middle-aged, Truth Mage, Seventh Ring Arcanist
[Current Status]: Dragon Scale Protection, Dragon Language Magic Protection, Dragon Language Transfiguration, Seriousness, Anger

[Analysis]: Isidro, a middle-aged silver dragon who is good at celestial magic, changed his name to Silver Moon after transforming into a human. He is currently a professor of combat magic at the Magic Academy of Magic. He was shocked and angry after discovering the Fire Dragon Staff, and is now teaching his students while suppressing his anger.

A silver dragon comes to a human magic academy to be a professor? Interesting.

Lu Wenwu probably knew why the other person's smile suddenly froze.

The magic wands made of dragon bones, dragon scales, and dragon tendons are very easy to identify because the unique aura of the top races on the dragon is almost the same, even if the races are different.

Think for a second.

If Lu Wenwu suddenly saw one of his alien students using a human bone magic weapon while he was teaching, Lu Wenwu thought that his anger would probably be even greater than that of the other person.

It must be said that the silver dragons are indeed a mild-tempered race. They can suppress such anger and teach the students seriously first.

Lu Wenwu admired this very much.

And he is indeed an excellent teacher. The content of his explanations is easy to understand and he provides extensive evidence and supporting evidence during the explanation process. He covers everything from element matching, usage to coping experience.

Except for the extremely cold look he gave Lu Wenwu, everything else was pretty good.

The Second Prince could hardly hide his excitement at Yin Yue's coldness and Lu Wenwu's lack of interest in combat magic.

Haha!

It turns out that not all professors like you!
There are always things you are not good at!
He could not suppress the upward curve of his lips at all, and frantically showed off his magical talent to other classmates, receiving admiration and praise from them.

Lu Wenwu didn't care about it, but just kept trying to deconstruct those magical auxiliary magics.

Even during the practical session, I was a little absent-minded, and almost every time I was stuck and only "barely" finished it at the last minute.

This made Snow a little worried, and he hurriedly asked Lu Wenwu if he had not eaten enough in the morning.

Yin Yue turned a deaf ear to this and didn't even watch from the sidelines, refusing to give Lu Wenwu any advice.

Soon, as the bell rang, it was time to end the get out of class.

Yin Yue said coldly to Lu Wenwu: "Mr. Tyrannosaurus, please stay for a while after class. The others can leave."

These words immediately made the second prince even more excited, and he even felt a little ecstatic.

Got detention!
Now others will definitely realize who is the best and most worthy of attention in the class!
(End of this chapter)