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nA realm that was both highly anticipated and very far away.

nHarriet Terrence casually said a few words, and then officially announced the start of the third-grade competition.

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nThe center of the academy square was divided into zones, and the academy instructors cast a magic barrier to separate them.

nThe contestants drew lots to decide their opponents, and there would be a half-hour break after each battle.

nThe battles between the different grades were very lively. There were even instructors who would comment on the students by the side, pointing out the strengths and weaknesses of the students on the field.

nThe final goal of the grade competition was to improve the students’ control of magic and their actual combat ability so that they could prepare for the graduation trial.

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nHowever, in the fourth grade, a very strange scene appeared.

n“Hello, Student Joelson. My name is Wycliffe Lucien. My father is Earl Egbert Lucien.”

nA red-haired teenager stood in front of Joelson and kept introducing himself. He did not have any desire to fight with Joelson at all.

nJoelson was stunned.

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nThis was…

nThe fourth one, right?!

nEvery opponent who came on stage was the same.

nThe last sentence: “Nice to meet you, Joelson Edward, I admit defeat!

nThen blandly walked off the stage, not a bit of shame or blushing expression.

nJoelson didn’t know what to say.

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nWhat was this?

nWere they all just copying each other?

nIn a day’s time, the grade competition ended.

nJoelson had not even used a single spell, and he had become the recognized principal of the fourth grade.

nNo one had a single one.

nIn the entire fourth grade, only Joelson was a tier 4 mage, and his combat power was so terrifying!

nWho would have any objections?

nHow could they fight with him?!

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nIf they went up to fight, they would be beaten up!

n“All grade’s principal students, you can choose the target you want to challenge.”

nEveryone instantly became excited. The real show was about to begin.

nJoelson glanced in the direction of the purple mage robe.

nThe fifth grade’s principal immediately became nervous.

nThe sixth grade’s principal even directly stood up.

n“I, Rodin, challenge the fourth grade’s principal student, Joelson Edward!”

nA handsome gray-haired teenager looked directly at Joelson and said in a serious and loud voice.

nRodin was wearing a purple mage robe.

nHalf an hour ago, he had just won the sixth year’s principal position.

nTo be precise, he had won the sixth year’s principal position for a second time.

nRodin had already won the sixth year’s principal position for two consecutive school years.

nThe entire hall was in an uproar.

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n“The sixth-grade lead student challenged the fourth-grade lead student?!”

n“This can be considered a big legend, right?”

n“Why do I admire Rodin’s courage instead!”

n“Because his opponent is Joelson! And Joelson is a monster!”

nThe fifth-grade lead student secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

n“Last week, I just advanced to become a fifth-tier magician,” Rodin said.

nIt immediately caused a wave of exclamations.

n“So Rodin has already become a fifth-tier mage?!”

n“I didn’t expect him to hide his strength just now!”

n“No wonder he had the courage to challenge Joelson! Impressive!”

n“But…”

nRodin’s face revealed a bitter smile, and he said in a helpless and bitter tone, “I can’t even pass the thirty-fourth floor of the Mage Tower, so I want to ask Junior Joelson for advice. Please promise me!”

nRodin’s eyes were sincere, and he looked at Joelson with longing.

nThe senior students challenged the junior students, and the junior students had the right to refuse.

n“Okay!”

nJoelson simply agreed.

nThe two people walked up to the center of the duel platform one after another.

nEveryone was watching.

nEveryone was looking forward to this battle.

nFrancis’s eyes were fixed on the two people.

nThere was no obstacle. He was the first student of the third grade.

nHe wanted to challenge Joelson, but he knew that he was no match for him.

nRodin majored in wind magic, just like Francis.

nFrancis stared at the field. He wanted to see how big the gap between Rodin and Joelson was.

nRodin performed a standard magician’s etiquette to Joelson.

nThe battle officially began.

nRodin immediately threw four or five wind blades at Joelson.

nAs a tier 5 magician, he could already cast a level 1 spell instantaneously.

nThen, he quickly chanted a spell and cast a “levitation spell” on himself.

nAt this time, the privilege of being a wind magician was that a tier 5 magician would be able to break free from the shackles of the Earth.

nJoelson casually dealt with a few wind blades until Rodin floated into the air.

nThen, he raised his right hand.

nIn the following time, Joelson used his actual actions to show all the teachers and students in the academy what a battle between real mages was.

nA magnificent performance.

nEveryone was stunned.

nIncluding many teachers in the academy.

nExtremely meticulous magic control, terrifying battle awareness, and perfect casting timing.

nThe most intuitive benefit of powerful spiritual power was that Joelson could control the entire scene like a god.

nMoreover, everyone was surprised to find that.

nEvery spell that Joelson cast was at least twice as powerful as theirs.

nA level-3 spell could easily cancel out Rodin’s level-4 spell.

nA level-4 spell could easily cancel out Rodin’s level-5 spell.

nThe key was…

nNo matter what kind of spell Joelson cast, it would be instantaneous!

nIt was so terrifying!

nBang!

nRodin’s face was pale as he fell to the ground. His chest rose and fell rapidly, and he was panting heavily.

nHe no longer had any magic power to keep himself afloat.

nRodin’s eyes were filled with shock, fear, and awe as he looked at Joelson.

nJoelson was simply not human.

nHe was a monster!

nFrom the beginning to the end, Joelson knew how to use magic to defend against Rodin’s attacks. He had never taken the initiative to attack.

nBut even so, he, a fifth-tier mage, had been drained of his magic power by a fourth-tier mage.

nHe looked at Joelson again.

nHis face was still calm, as calm and elegant as ever.

nIt was as if he had just participated in a delightful dance and not an intense battle.

nHad his magic power already reached such a level?!

nRodin had completely admitted in his heart that Joelson was stronger than him. He said, “I admit defeat.”

nAfter a short period of silence, a flood of applause and cheers erupted!

n“Joelson Edward!”

nNo one knew who was the first to call out this name, and then everyone followed suit and shouted.

nThe first seat of the Tulip Academy of Magic!

nThe sixteen-year-old first seat student!

nOnce again, Joelson broke the historical record of the Tulip Academy of Magic.

nJoelson stood on the stage and looked at everyone calmly.

nHe was like an emperor.

nHe rose like a comet and was like the Sun in the sky, dazzling!

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