Surprised me into a goddess of light

I came to the door of Class [-] of the Guang Department. As soon as I entered the door, I felt a very eager atmosphere.

Many students are getting together and discussing something.

Seeing me enter the classroom, Winnie quickly waved her hand, gesturing for me to go over.

"Eve, have you heard of the magic contest?"

I sat on the chair and asked, "Magic Contest? What's going on?"

Winnie said: "It's just that the end of the term is coming, and the academy will hold a magic combat competition to assess ability, and everyone must participate."

I was taken aback for a moment before I realized that my first semester at Apocalypse Academy was about to pass.

Kexi next to her leaned over her head and said, "The School of Magic holds a magic contest every semester. Each grade is independent from each other to determine the best magician. Every school year there is an apocalypse contest covering all schools. Although we are now What I experienced was the Magic Contest last semester, which was not as grand as the Apocalypse Contest, but it was still very important."

"That's it."

I nodded. The Apocalypse Competition is a comprehensive competition that includes all schools of magic, warriors, alchemy, energy, gods, and potions. Simpler.

But this simplicity is only relatively speaking. After all, the Academy of Magic is the first school district of Tianqi, and its level of combat power is quite high.

If we want to decide the final winner, will we meet Izayoi?

Fortunately, he didn't have to face the No. 1 Rubis of the Warrior Academy. As an awakener of the blood of the God of War, his dominance in this session was invincible.

But only the ones I know, such as squinting-eyed Christine, Ivan with the sacred blazing physique, Shana with the sun-fire physique, etc., are all strong opponents.

As I was thinking this way, I suddenly heard three crisp sounds.

Looking up, it turned out that Teacher Samuel had entered the classroom and stood on the podium. He was the one knocking on the table just now.

The classroom quickly became quiet, and a needle could be heard.

Samuel looked around the classroom and said: "I guess the students have heard about the magic contest, that's right, from now on, your first semester courses are all over, and the next step is to test your strength. "

Chapter 110 Seven

Salted Fish Samuel picked up a manual and read the rules of the game: "The magic contest is a single-player competition, divided into two rounds. The first round is a round-robin knockout round. You will only meet opponents from other classes, and the winner continues the cycle. The losers will be eliminated immediately until the top 32 are determined."

"The second round is a group draw match. Among the top 32, draw lots to determine the opponents. The winner will advance until No.1 is determined."

Samuel put down his small notebook and said seriously: "This is a key competition to measure the ability of the students, and it will have a great impact on your semester evaluation and training plan."

All the students in the first grade have a certain amount of combat experience after a semester of study and more than 100 battle training in the magic hall.

Among the students around, some were full of confidence and were eager to try, while some looked suspicious and worried about losing.

But no matter who it is, the expression on their faces is very serious, because this game will determine the academy's evaluation of their abilities, including future resource tilts, and whether they can continue to stay in the experimental class and so on.

Of course, except for the squinting eyes of a certain purple short hair, he was still the same as usual, lying on the chair with a lazy expression and a feeling of being unmotivated.

Sensing the tense atmosphere in the classroom, Samuel eased his tone and said: "Don't be too nervous, and don't worry about your bad luck. You were eliminated in the first few rounds of the round-robin competition. The evaluation of the academy is not only based on your final ranking , and the combat performance at that time.”

"Even if you encounter an opponent who is far superior to you in the first round, as long as you play normally, you will get extra points if you lose."

Many people breathed a sigh of relief. Although the students in the experimental class belonged to the best small group in the entire academy, if they were matched with a genius like Izayoi, defeat would be inevitable.

Samuel looked around at the forty immature faces and said, "I don't ask you to win many rounds or advance to the top 32. I only have one requirement, which is to do your best to defeat the opponents you can beat."

"Competition with others is not important, what really matters is your competition with yourself. A truly powerful person has always been the best of himself."

He showed a gentle smile and continued: "The teaching guidance on combat has already been explained in the course. I won't talk nonsense. The round robin will start this afternoon. Remember, even if you can't win, you must Do your best and beat him up."

"Okay, let's go, let's gather at the magic hall in the afternoon."

After saying this, Samuel turned and left the classroom.

Winnie looked at his back and whispered, "Eve, did I hear you wrong? Teacher Samuel would say something like 'hit him'."

I played with Winnie's pink hair: "This shows the teacher's ardent hope for us. Let's work hard, Mr. Squad Leader."

Winnie's eyes were filled with flames of war, she slapped the table and said loudly, "Eve is right, come on!"

Hearing Winnie's yelling, Kexi smiled slightly: "If you want to fight a good battle, information is essential, take a look at this."

She took out a huge report and spread it on the table.

Winnie and I went over to watch it. This is a list of personnel. The title at the top is: Statistical Table of First-Year Talents of the School of Magic, and the bottom is densely packed text, which contains the identity information of students above the second level of each class. The content is very detailed. .

Winnie exclaimed, "Wow, this list! Master Ke, where did you get it?"

"How about it? It's not bad. This is my own calculation of the matching points of other classes and nearly a hundred issues of the Apocalypse Times newspaper."

I gave a thumbs up and praised: "Amazing!"

Kexi smiled and said, "Although there may be omissions, most of the stronger opponents are here."

Winnie's eyes lit up, and she was gearing up: "Okay, let me see what other characters are ahead, waiting for our conquest!"

[Light Element Class [-], Alfred Ivan, a second-level senior magician, with a sacred blazing physique, good at light magic, and a small body with huge energy...]

[Light Class [-], Christine Karavasos, a suspected second-level senior magician, good at five-element magic, fast movement speed, and unpredictable smile...]

[Dark Department Class [-], Evan Jielin Sixteen Nights, second-tier peak magician + advanced swordsman, ghostly dark physique, good at dark magic and swordsmanship, it is said that he has cultivated dark sword intent...]

[Dark Department Class [-], Heiwei Kekezi, second-level senior magician + potion master, good at dark magic and potion making...]

[Fire class one, Tilia Shana, second-level senior magician, solar flame physique...]

[Fire class one, Charle Fox, second-tier peak magician, good at summoning magic...]

[Class [-] of the Thunder Department, Joseph Henry, a second-level senior magician...]

......

Seeing a lot of introductions by second-tier seniors and even second-tier peak mages, Winnie's expression gradually froze, and her original ambition gradually disappeared.

She rubbed her eyes and said distressedly: "Since when did the academy have so many second-tier mages? It feels like it's hard to deal with."

I nodded and finished counting the visual data: "Yes, according to this questionnaire, there are 120 magicians at the second level alone."

Winnie was shocked immediately, her mouth opened wide.

When she first started school, she was a second-tier intermediate, and there were only a dozen second-tier seniors in the first grade.

But now, she is still a second-tier intermediate, and the original dozen or so second-tier senior magicians have expanded to more than 100.

Winnie was lying on the table, her body was filled with the smell of salted fish.

She pouted and said, "It seems that everyone is working hard. It's all because I didn't study hard. I only know how to go shopping and play. Now I don't even have the confidence to break through the top 32."

Kexi patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "Just try your best. Didn't Teacher Samuel say that the most sad thing is to be defeated by yourself."

"It is also the most honorable thing to defeat yourself."

I added something, and continued: "Winnie, you just need to be your best."

Winnie lowered her head and hummed twice: "But we can't do our best, we are a salted fish, a salted fish without dreams, and we are even awarded points for matching in the magic hall."

I patted her head, thought for a while and said, "It's nothing, just hit her seriously, don't put too much pressure on her."

Then stand up.

Kexi asked, "Eve, what are you going to do?"

"There is a competition in the afternoon. I want to go to the magic hall to warm up and practice magic."

Winnie raised her head, watched me leave the classroom, and then looked at other students.

The students in the classroom are packing up their things and preparing to leave, looking forward to the afternoon game.

Winnie's eyes gradually wandered, and she suddenly remembered the encouragement that Teacher Samuel had given her.

"Winnie, if the dream of a salted fish is to be a salted fish, then it is no different from a winner in life."

"However, some laziness is just laziness, don't beautify it into a Buddhist attitude towards life..."

The smell of salted fish on her gradually dissipated.

Winnie stood up suddenly.

Kexi asked suspiciously, "Winnie, what's wrong?"

Winnie raised her head and looked up high-spiritedly: "It's decided, as the class monitor, I want to set an example for my classmates!"

"I want to go to the magic hall to practice!"

Chapter 110 Eight

There are more than 2 first-year students in the World Tree Change Apocalypse Magic Academy. According to the power of 32, if you want to enter the top [-], you need to win eight games in a row in the round robin.

Because of the elimination, the probability of encountering a strong opponent in these eight games will become higher and higher.

There will be no opponents in the same class in the round-robin competition, and the average ranking of the students in the class can reflect the overall strength of the class to a certain extent.

Therefore, many teachers will conduct special training for students in the magic hall, hoping to improve the winning rate of their class.

Today, the magic hall has begun to use the competition specifications, and the vast matching field is divided into four areas, corresponding to the first to fourth grades of the magic academy.

In the first-grade area, more than 7000 students formed a neat square formation according to the class camp.

Before the phalanx of the Guang Department, Teacher Samuel first read the rules and precautions of the competition, and then let the students enter the matching room to prepare for the battle.

At the same time, on the second floor of the magic hall, the magnificent crystal giant screen formed hundreds of small windows, depicting the admission situation of each grade, as well as real-time images of some students' battles.

In front of the screen, Dean Xavier, the silver-haired strongest man in the mainland, stood quietly with his hands behind his back.

Behind him, there was a beautiful elf with a red bird on his shoulder, a 12-year-old boy with blond hair and a tall man over two meters tall.

The four directors of Apocalypse have reached the third.

Watching the students enter the matching room in an orderly manner, Xavier suddenly said, "Xiaosha."

The blond elf in a teacher's formal attire, that is, Director Sullivan, responded: "Teacher, I am here."

"What's going on with Queen Michelle?"

Sullivan said: "So far, no news has been received."

Xavier sighed and turned around.

Seeing Xavier's face, Sullivan exclaimed: "Teacher! How are you..."

The hearts of the other two directors also jumped suddenly, feeling strong unease.

Because the current Xavier has a silver tree-shaped imprint on his eyebrows!

In their memory, this was the first time that the dean's image had changed, completely beyond their cognition.

After all, Xavier has always been the strongest existence in the world, and nothing has ever affected him, and this kind of tree-shaped thing is usually the mark left by some high-level life.

It represents the connection between the seal and the higher life, and most of them refer to some obedience connection.

If Xavier is dominated by certain beings, the meaning is terribly thoughtful.

"Don't get excited, this is the magic mark of the World Tree...Forget it, let's hide it."

Xavier rubbed the tree-shaped imprint between his eyebrows, and at his fingertips, the four elements of earth, wind, water, and fire emerged together, converging into exquisite magic runes.

The elements of the four systems resonate with each other, forming a high-latitude space barrier, completely sealing the mark, and applying magic illusion to the outer layer of the seal, and no trace can be seen anymore.

If Xavier doesn't want to, everyone, including the owner of this mark, will never perceive the mark.

In order to relieve the embarrassing atmosphere caused by the imprint, the blond boy poked his fingers and praised: "The dean is still amazing, it is such an extreme space seal when he makes a move."

Sullivan smiled slightly, and said meaningfully: "Joshua, the teacher's magic is the best in the world, and a mere World Tree mark is not a problem."

Xavier dropped his hands and sighed silently.

The dumb hair on Joshua's head jumped and asked, "What's wrong, Dean?"

"The last time Queen Michelle sent a letter, there was a change in the forest of elves. This imprint was obtained by me actively using the forbidden summoning ceremony to connect to the world tree."

Xavier's tone was heavy: "The supervisory committee has not found any news about the Forest of Elf for half a month, and even Xiaosha couldn't contact the queen. It seems that something is really wrong with the World Tree."

The world tree is the sacred tree of the elves, and it is also an important foundation of Noah's world. Its roots spread all over the planet. If something goes wrong, it will have a great impact on Valoran, or even a catastrophe.

The atmosphere became a little depressing, the blond boy held down his restless hair, and Cantis flapped his wings uneasily.

Sullivan stroked Cantis's bird head and said, "Don't worry, teacher, the Queen may have just entered the world tree plane, so I can't get in touch for the time being."

Xavier's eyes were deep: "That's what I'm worried about. There are changes in the nine planes of the world tree, and the elf queen hastily entered. If something unexpected happens, it will be a heavy blow to the Valoran continent and even the entire Noah world."

He closed his eyes slightly, as if he was perceiving something, and said slowly: "From the magic imprint of the World Tree, I feel a very terrifying gray aura, filled with pure evil, greed, disgust, pain, and desire to destroy Wait for the negativity."

"I don't know what creature this breath comes from, but its life level must have reached the fourth level, and it is still growing and becoming stronger."

Sullivan frowned: "But in the world tree plane, the world tree Yuktra Hill has absolute dominance, even if that creature can reach your level, teacher, it will be instantly suppressed by the world tree, without the ability to resist , let alone hurt the queen."