Chapter 41: Let you go to the Sixth House Competition

After Zhang Xing thanked his seat, he thought for a moment: "I can't guess, but it must not be a fight."
Jagger nodded approvingly: "Why isn't it a fight? The college has strict rules, and serious violations require that students be dropped out."
"Adult Dean is busy with business, so he won't reprimand me for this little thing."
"Otherwise, what's the use of those mentors, grade directors, and vice presidents?"
"Master Dean called me here must be related to the college."
"And I, a junior class student, can only contribute to the college the magic knowledge taught by the mentors. If expected, it should be a competition or something."
Uh!
Dean Jagger stopped listening.
Isn't there a tree of wisdom in this child's head?
Analyze the situation (Qing Qing) is the first, the main and the second are clear, all use the method of transposition thinking to gradually find the source of the problem.
Really rare talent for a century! Can be very useful!
"Well, yes, yes, you guessed it."
Jagger scratched his beard and nodded with relief.
"The biannual magic skills competition of the six colleges is held at the end of the year."
"There is still more than a month to prepare. I want you to represent the junior class to discuss with the other five houses."
Jeg said that the word biting is particularly heavy, and it seems to have no meaning.
"Master Dean, are you trying magic skills?" Zhang Xing asked.
"Yes, the skills are tested in all three grades."
"The rules are elementary to elementary, advanced to advanced, but they can also be challenged, low to high or high to low."
Jagger spoke briefly and then stopped, leaning towards the chair and staring at the ceiling, apparently remembering something.
Zhang Xing pondered for a moment, thinking to himself: "This rule is a bit confusing, then the elementary and intermediate magic students must not be mad by the advanced class?"
"But since the six courts formulated this seemingly unreasonable rule, its intention must be profound."
"Some historical materials in the library record that peace cannot be maintained between these empires, and war has continued for thousands of years."
"The six courtyards continue to send various elites to the empire, and they train skilled workers with actual combat."
"Then this confusing rule will explain."
"The battlefield does not matter what junior or intermediate you are, let alone whether you are a warrior or a magician!"
Thinking of this, Zhang Xing understood that, seeing the dean didn't mean to speak, he sat there waiting quietly.
After a while, Jeg seemed to suddenly think: "Zhang Xing, have you reached the level of a senior magician now?"
Obviously, this is an obvious question. How could a magician-level magician not see how Gran was injured.
"Well, Mian (qiang) is right!" Zhang Xing said truthfully, telling the truth in front of the dean did not hurt, but was in his favor.
The dean was also very satisfied with this answer.
"How much magic skills do you have?" Jagger asked.
He knew that Zhang Xing's magic skills were not learned from a college tutor.
As for where to learn, he didn't want to ask, in his eyes, these low-level magic skills are relatively easy to obtain.
There are a lot of secrets on Zhang Xing's child (body sh n), and he doesn't want to know, such a demon-like character, which has no secret?
"This ... rarely, not enough, Master Dean, you can teach me something!" Zhang Xing began to hide.
Jagger froze: "Your kid is less clever with me. Come on, how few are you?"
"Seventeen!" Zhang Xing whispered.
"what?"
Jagger froze, seventeen less? According to the child, how much is that?