Chapter 166: Draft (Ⅵ)

Masters like Jo Lun who came from Ye Luzi usually survived by virtue of one or two hands, but the weak foundation is a hidden danger after all. It is difficult to guarantee that the chain will not be lost at the critical moment. He has encountered life threats many times in the past three months. Without luck, he had no chance to walk into Leiden College alive.
Numerous births and deaths made Joan deeply feel that his spell system was not perfect and seriously lacked defensive means. After watching Edward Gates demonstrate "Mage Armor" and "Shield Skill", he was deeply inspired and secretly made up his mind. : "After officially entering school, we must first try to learn these two life-saving spells!"
The fourth spell demonstrated by Edward Gates is the "burning hand" that Joan is also very good at, but from the perspective of casting skills and proficiency, Edward Gates is even better. Joan pays after the other party completes the demonstration. With sincere applause.
Next came Thomas Chap.
This young man, born in the richest family in Port Leiden, did not shame his family, and showed no more casting skills than Edward Gates. The first three spells were magic missiles, mage armor, and shield. The four spells are "greasy" that Joan is also familiar with.
All four spells displayed by Thomas have won applause.
Joan noticed that Edward was very serious on the sidelines, with a serious expression and even a little scary. This shows that the son of the general attaches great importance to Thomas Chap and may have regarded the other party as his strongest competitor in the draft. .
When Thomas completed the spell show and returned to the sidelines, Edward's face was still so serious. Until the twelve mentors successively scored, confirming that Thomas' total score was two points lower than him, this gloomy young man's face eased slightly.
"Unfortunately, I didn't play well and lost to Edward by two points." Thomas didn't care much about his score and smiled and patted Joan on the shoulder. "Then it's your turn and perform well!"
Joan nodded. Hearing the examiner's name, he took a deep breath and tried his best to restrain nervousness and walked to the center of the playground.
With a little concentration, Joan entered a state of concentration, and the crowd around him seemed to be isolated from his spiritual world, calmly chanting spells, making spellcasting gestures, and waving a purple missile.
"Magic Missile" was successfully released, and Joan was more confident in himself. Then he successfully performed "electric claw" and "greasy technique", which won the affirmation of the instructors and the applause of the crowd.
Thomas screamed and cheered, and his frowning looks were more exciting than when he got a high score himself.
Edward was more breathless than Thomas, watching Joan demonstrating the spell without a word.
Every time Joan successfully released a spell, his facial expression would change indistinctly, his brows frowning, and sometimes raising, as if he noticed some kind of rough, primitive, and wild spellcasting from this country boy Talent, like an uncut diamond, is not perfect, but no one can deny its immense value and endless potential, which makes the son of a self-respected general feel unprecedented competitive pressure.
After successfully completing the first three spells, Joanne was very satisfied with his performance, and his mentality was not so nervous. For the last spell position, he prepared the best "hands of higher mages".
In order to fully demonstrate the magical use of this spell, Joan decided to use the "Electric Light Blade" that he carried as a prop, first pull out the dagger with overflowing electric light, wave his hand to the sky, and then immediately launch the "Hand of the High Master" to remotely control this Only the transparent magic hand grabbed the dagger that was falling from the air, and used the dart skill that he had practiced hard at first, and the remote control "hand of higher master" struggled to throw out the dagger.
call out! A beam of electricity flashed across the sky, and the human-shaped wooden target standing a hundred feet away trembles. A dagger was nailed to the target's chest.
Qiao An wiped the sweat on his forehead, remotely controlled the "High Master's Hand" to pull out the electro-optical blade, retracted the knife into the sheath, turned around and bowed slightly to the mentors, ending his demonstration.
Master Rolls applauded for the first time, and the other tutors all smiled and nodded.
It wasn’t until this time that the onlookers realized that Joan had ended the demonstration, although most of them didn’t understand what spell Joan had just used in the dazzling flying knife performance. After reading it, he was full of question marks. However, since the masters applauded collectively, this shows that Joan's performance was very successful, and they all applauded and applauded in order not to make them look too stupid.
"Joan! What kind of spell did you just cast? I have never seen such a strange trick!" When Joan returned to the sidelines, Thomas couldn't wait to ask.
"Hand of the High Master."
"I only know the "Mage's Hand", the advanced is unheard of, this spell is so powerful! Gee, Edward is going to be dumbfounded-your score must be higher than him!" Thomas said happily.
Joan couldn't be pleased, and looked back at Edward Gates. The other person's face was a little heavy. He held a walnut-sized rosary with golden magic and seemed to be drawing power from this mysterious orb.
The instructor reported Joan's score in turn, and the total score was indeed 1 point higher than Edward Gates, as predicted by Thomas.
Everyone can see that the first three spells demonstrated by Joan are actually not as skillful as Edward's. The reason why the score is higher in the end is because the fourth spell he demonstrated is so wonderful, and this is a rare spell. The mentors felt fresh and interesting, and they all scored full marks, which resulted in a higher total score.
"All the freshmen have completed the presentation, and then take a ten-minute break. You instructors can use this time to consider which students to choose as their disciples—"
Walter Lee, who was the examiner, saw that someone in the crowd raised his hand, frowning unpleasantly and asked, "Edward Gates, what else do you have?"
"Mr. Examiner, I still have a spell. Could you give me another chance to demonstrate?"
"Do you still have spell slots available?" Walter Lee faced doubts.
After all, he is a well-informed mentor, and soon he guessed Edward Gates' careful thoughts. In exchange for someone making this request, he would not hesitate to refuse, but considering that the other party was General Gates's baby son , This face is still to be given.
"Okay, give you another chance to show, classmate Gates, please cherish this stage, it is best not to let us down."
"Thank you very much for your accommodation!" Edward bowed deeply to the "old owl", strode back to the center of the playground, and calmly cast a spell with a weird pronunciation under people's surprised and confused eyes.
"Oiomúré!"
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