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Listening to Victor's sarcasm, the students could only purse their lips, feeling a little embarrassed and angry.

Victor clapped his hands, and the wooden man wrapped in rattan put the girl down.

Then, they all retreated to Victor's side, motionless, like loyal guards.

"Prepare again, let's attack together."

His eyes swept across the students, and his tone was so cold that no one could even tell whether there was any contempt in it.

The students looked at each other and finally walked forward.

This time, Victor did not intervene, but just watched them chanting magic again indifferently.

woohoo-

In an instant, all kinds of elemental magic, as if turning into a rainbow, rushed towards Victor.

Victor didn't even look at it, and the windbreaker on his body slowly swayed.

It was as if a natural chasm cliff suddenly fell, blocking the concentrated colorful red light.

They could only watch as the magic hit Victor's side, emitting colorful lights.

Eventually, it disappears.

Everything happened so suddenly.

The students felt their feet slip, and dozens of vines wrapped around their ankles, throwing them off the ring.

Accompanied by a group of people falling to the ground, a big letter 'D' was drawn on the flame curtain above Victor's head.

"next."

This time, the numerous onlookers fell silent.

In the morning, Victor accepted the challenges of an unknown number of students.

As a result, no one could make him move even half a step.

This time I thought it was very promising, but I didn't think it was useless to hold a group, but it was even more embarrassing to lose.

Some students couldn't help turning their expectant eyes to Erica, who was also watching.

Last year's freshman chief, currently the youngest second-tier mage.

Most likely the strongest student this year.

Perhaps, she had a chance and could force Professor Victor to take a step.

"Miss Erica! Go up and give it a try!"

Someone hurriedly suggested beside Erica.

Soon, more students around began to chime in.

"Yes, yes! Miss Erica, we all have seen your strength!"

The expectant voices from the students one after another did not make Erica move.

She sat quietly below, turning a blind eye to the students around her.

Just asked indifferently:

"why?"

One of the students spoke.

"If you play, you must make Professor Victor move..."

"Then all of you can pass this final exam, right?"

Erica spoke the last words for them.

They looked at each other, but they only heard Erica snort lightly.

"Are you trying to use this illusory hope to achieve something that doesn't belong to you?"

"Okay, I understand the purpose of the professor's test."

Many students were confused by Erica's words.

They just want to not fail at the end of the semester, what's wrong with them?

"A truly capable person never pins his hopes on others."

"If you can't pass the test, what does it have to do with me?"

"It's not that I can't get through."

After saying this, Erica didn't even look at the students, stood up, held her head high, as proud and elegant as a white swan with golden feathers, passed through the crowd, and left the arcane hall.

They looked at Erica leaving and suddenly realized what was going on.

Erica is not the only genius in the Academy of Magic.

But why, until now, none of the top students has come forward to challenge Victor?

Their eyes gradually turned to the crowd around them.

Then they saw it.

Several students who also had different temperaments folded their arms and looked at the ring quietly.

Many of them look very familiar, and they are also geniuses in the academy.

Even, these students have more seniority than Erica, and they serve in the Student Union of the Magic Academy, and they are all very outstanding geniuses.

But none of these people showed up.

Compared with other students, their focus does not seem to be how to make Professor Victor move a step.

Instead, they focused on the antics of the students on the stage, as if they were watching some big joke.

That look, as if to say:

'It's really interesting. '

There was a chill running down the spine, and after Erika's words, these people finally realized something.

This quiz, from beginning to end, was not a shortcut.

Quite the opposite.

'It's an education. '

Why didn't any professor come to stop Victor, and even the dean ignored Victor's behavior?

Very simple.

Students who really have the ability to pass the exam will not try to get any recognition from Victor.

Because they all know very well that no one can make Victor move a step.

Therefore, they would not ask for trouble and come up to compete with Victor. There was no need to come up and embarrass themselves.

Only those who clearly understand their inferior level will try to counter Victor and get a glimmer of hope from him.

From the beginning, Victor made his words clear.

If you can make him move a step, then all members can pass the final assessment.

But he never said that if no one asked him to make a move, all the staff would fail.

It's a show.

A great show by those trying to get something for nothing.

One after another, students who could not last for three minutes stepped down one after another, and the number above Victor's head continued to increase.

But no one has been able to break through from 'D' to 'C'.

Victor still stood where he was, without moving a single step.

The windbreaker on his body kept shaking on the arena with flying flowers and green leaves, and the sound of wheezing and wheezing seemed to be mocking the failed students.

He stood on the stage and watched indifferently as one student after another continued to step forward, and an indifferent voice sounded over and over again:

"next."

Chapter 98 My Dear Earl

Dusk gradually came to an end, and the Arcane Art Museum became dark.

This joking battle lasted until night.

There are more and more losers, and there are fewer and fewer students in the arcane hall.

Those professors and lecturers have long since left, and they still have their own jobs.

As for those students?

Uh, they don't want to study anymore, so why do they care?

Those gifted students who recognized the reality early, after watching the farce for a period of time, also slowly left like Erica.

However, they have never challenged them on stage.

But it caused a burst of resentment in the hearts of these losers.

If these people can also take the stage...

There must be hope.

Certainly, it can make Professor Victor move a step.

Their inaction made the illusion of passing all the members come to naught.

When the last dozen or so students in a group were bounced off the stage by Victor's magic, there was no one around who was qualified to challenge on stage.

Victor put away his magic, and the vines and flowers on the stage gradually withered, turning into green magic power and returning to the windbreaker.

A faint green light came on, and the magic arena became as quiet as usual.

The audience was extremely silent, and only the sound of Victor walking could be heard in the huge arcane hall.

Click, click, click.