"Come with me. Demonstrate your magic skills to me, and I'll teach you some more based on what you've grasped."
Jag stood up and walked to a wall. With a wave of his hand, a water barrier appeared on the wall.
Zhang Xing looked at the dean curiously as he walked in.
He reached out to touch the water. It was cool and moist to the touch, just like water.
Then he entered half of the body. It felt good. This should be a representation magic array.
It was made of materials, such as metals and gems, arranged into a shape to trigger the formation of a magic array.
He had not reached that level yet and could not learn such a magic array.
"Stop fooling around. Come in!" the dean urged.
Zhang Xing thought to himself, I'm researching, not fooling around!
Do you really think I'm a child?
Inside was a row of spacious stone rooms. There were about a dozen of them. They came to one of them. It was more than 100 square meters, enough for practice.
"Okay, let's begin!" Jag waved his hand and set up another water barrier.
Zhang Xing pretended to chant an incantation. "God, save the people who are suffering …"
biu！
biu！
biu！
The three magic arrows hit the water barrier and disappeared.
Then he cast four or five offensive spells and stopped.
"Dean, I really don't know much. I only know a few offensive spells!"
"Yes, your magic power is strong and far surpasses that of other mages of the same level. Your casting speed is good, and so is your attack power."
Jag was satisfied.
Based on Zhang Xing's current performance, he should be able to enter the top 50 in the competition.
However, he had no experience. When the time came for him to face the students who had actual combat experience, his strength would be reduced.
Now, he had to cultivate an aura of being calm in the face of danger.
A battle between mages was different from a battle between warriors. Mages could not panic no matter what danger they encountered on the battlefield.
They sat at the back and formed a magic army, threatening the melee soldiers at the front of the battlefield at all times.
Both the enemy and our allies would send a suicide squad to disrupt the sorcerers.
Once the mages panicked, the battle would be half lost.
Therefore, their positions were crucial.
There was also a group of mages who followed behind the warriors at all times. They were in the most dangerous situation.
The students of the academy had to go through this. Only those who could survive would be considered elites.
"Zhang Xing, cast these offensive spells with all your strength. Speed it up. I didn't say you had to keep attacking when you stop."
Jag wanted to see Zhang Xing's endurance and where his limits were.
Zhang Xing calmed himself down and began casting spells with all his strength.
If it was said that he had used 60% of his strength just now, then he was using 100% now. However, this was not all he had.
He believed that Headmaster Jager was not asking him to cast spells without regard for his own life.
After all, Mages were different from Warriors. Once they ran out of mana, they could only wait for death. They would not use any close combat techniques.
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"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Chain fireballs exploded on the barrier one after another.
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Seeing that Zhang Xing's aura was normal, Jag's attacks didn't weaken.
He stroked his beard, nodded, and continued to observe.
Two-thirds of the sand had disappeared, but Zhang Xing was still as usual.
Two hours passed, but Zhang Xing still did not stop.
He was now immersed in the world of magic. The scene before him was very different from before.
When Jag saw his form, he was shocked. This … this was the Realm of Refinement!