Wizard: I can refine everything

Inside the examination room, wizard apprentices used all their life's knowledge to fight against their opponents. Outside the examination room, a group of wizards gathered in the hall on the 101st floor of the Central Black Tower to watch the exam together.

This exam is both a screening and a self-recommendation meeting.

Wizards often find some buried talents during the exam and then take them in as formal apprentices.

But for most wizards, this exam is a good pastime.

"Lovinci, your apprentice is good. It's only been two days, and the points have reached 15." A wizard with a haggard face and a skeleton said with a smile.

In the crystal ball in front of him, a wizard apprentice was using elemental spells to blast the enemy into slag.

On the other side, a wizard with half of his body on fire said: "Your apprentice is not bad. Although it is a piece of stone, this stone is harder than diamond."

"Look at Freud's student. He actually took the path of faith and asceticism. Freud, you have started to use formal apprentices for experiments?" A wizard with an illusory figure like a ghost suddenly shouted.

A wizard wearing a white robe and looking holy and kind was so angry that his beard curled up.

"He wanted to take this path himself. It has nothing to do with me."

...

Such conversations continued in the hall.

For wizards with formal apprentices, this exam is an opportunity to show their apprentices. And for some wizards who are not on good terms, this exam is their proxy war. As long as their apprentice can suppress the other apprentice, it is equivalent to suppressing the other.

"Jorode, your apprentice is a bit bad." A skeleton wizard laughed.

In his crystal ball, Richard's score was only four. This score was higher than that of ordinary apprentices, not to mention formal apprentices.

Qiaoluode adjusted his glasses and said coldly:

"Aijoen, not everyone likes to kill people like you."

In Qiaoluode's crystal ball, Aijoen's apprentice's score is about to break through the 20th mark. Next to him, a giant made of corpses constantly emits death energy that makes the grass and trees wither.

"Really? Qiaoluode." Aijoen said sarcastically, "I heard that your student is not like this in the academy. Isn't he very aggressive?"

Qiaoluode retorted: "That's called tooth for tooth. A murderer like you won't understand."

The wizards next to them watched the two people quarreling with each other and cast their eyes to watch the fun.

The grievances between Qiaoluode and Aijoen have a long history, and it is not easy to explain in a few words. But the only thing that can be confirmed is that in the apprentice battles over the past few decades, Qiaoluode has always had the upper hand. Both Anna and Chax have suppressed Aijoen's apprentices.

Now that Richard's performance is not outstanding, it can be regarded as an opportunity for Aijoen.

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In the examination room, Richard pinched his nose. Just now he sneezed several times, as if someone was talking about him behind his back.

“Who would talk about me at this time? Is Ellie in trouble?”

Richard shook his head and continued to walk towards the center of the examination room with his big sword on his back. But before he took a few steps, a slight vibration caught his attention.

“Something is coming.” Richard touched the ground and turned to look to his left.

Richard adjusted his perspective to the flying Muni, and soon he saw the source of the vibration—a corpse giant, and there was a black-robed little man next to the corpse giant.

“It looks like a strong man.”

Richard touched his chin, hesitating whether to go up.

The reason why he killed so few people was not because he was unwilling to compete for the ranking on the scoreboard, but because he felt that killing one by one was too inefficient.

The apprentices he met in the past two days were like loaches, running away as soon as they made a move, so that he spent a long time to get a mark.

Anyway, it's the same to kill. Killing the apprentices at the beginning is not proportional to killing the apprentices at the end. Although the apprentices who survive to the later stage will become very strong, Richard thinks he is not weak.

Everyone is an apprentice. He has more magic stones and magic equipment. Even if he can't beat others, can't he run away?

Just as Richard hesitated, Sly in the distance also noticed him through magic.

"Since you see me, you don't run away? You have already found a way to die." Sly laughed strangely.

Since he entered the examination room, it seems like he has entered heaven. The wizard apprentices he met are all chickens and dogs. Some apprentices have not even reached the intermediate apprentice, but they dare to act in the examination room. For Sly, these people are walking magic stones.

One apprentice is 100 magic stones, and ten apprentices are 1,000 magic stones. And there are more than 4,000 apprentices in this exam, which is equivalent to more than 400,000 magic stones.

Even if he only kills 1% of them, 4,000 magic stones are a considerable fortune for him.

Sly imagined the wonderful scene, waved his staff, and the corpse giant ran towards Richard.

"Huh?"

Richard noticed something was wrong.

Looking at the corpse giant running towards him from a distance, he smiled and shook his head.

"What are you still thinking about."

After saying that, Richard exhaled white air from his mouth and nose, and his muscles and height suddenly increased. In a blink of an eye, he turned into a black-scaled giant more than two meters tall, and the mist in the sky also waited for an opportunity to move.

Sly frowned when he saw this scene, "An apprentice studying blood alchemy, it seems that he has done blood alchemy at least twice."

But then he showed a fanatical smile.

What about blood alchemy? The apprentices of the School of Undead specialize in defeating the apprentices who practice the body.

If he could integrate this apprentice into the Corpse Giant, the Corpse Giant's physique would definitely be greatly improved, and it was not impossible to break through 39 points of physique in this exam.

When Sly thought of this, he felt that even God was helping him.

Bang, bang, bang...

On the ground, two huge monsters stepped heavily and collided with each other, making a loud noise like a mountain collapse, and raised a huge smoke and dust.

Before the smoke and dust fell to the ground, a wave of air tore the smoke and dust apart, revealing the true appearance inside.

Richard wielded the Demon Devourer Greatsword, and the blade actually had some afterimages when he swung it.

After Richard became an intermediate apprentice, the Wind Crow Slash, a legendary martial art inherited from the Duke of Hesse, also changed. The Wind Crow Slash, which was supposed to make a fierce cry, no longer cried, but was replaced by silence like the god of death.

The Corpse Giant did not avoid or block the sword blade, and two thick arms like pillars slapped Richard's head.

Bang.

A strong wind blew over Richard's head. At the last moment, Richard's head shrank and dodged the blow. The sword in his hand cut the giant's belly open like cutting butter.

The next moment, all kinds of green and yellow pus poured out of the giant's body, and a stench like pork that had been rotten for half a month in the dog days of summer instantly rushed into Richard's nose.

"Hickey."

Richard couldn't help but retching, but his body didn't stop.

In the wound he opened, a dry heart that seemed to be a combination of life and death was beating slightly.

Thanks to the busy book friend for the monthly ticket