Chapter 87: Headquarters

This order of magnitude of wizards gathered together, even if they were all wizard apprentices, their naturally overflowing spiritual power was enough to make the elemental energy in the surrounding environment extremely active.

And the overly active elemental power, in turn, caused the various wizarding tools carried by these people to become active as well.

All sorts of wizard robes, from simple apprentice tunics to magnificent department-level leader robes, blossomed for a moment with brilliant, multicolored hues.

The magical items carried by the apprentices were even more bizarre; some had staves carved with runes hanging from their waists, some held alchemical creations emitting a faint glow, and others carried uniquely shaped wizarding tools or energy backpacks on their backs.

Wizard apprentices were young people after all; Jie Ming noticed that in such an atmosphere, many people couldn't help but want to compare secretly with others.

Many people showed their "housekeeping skills" half-hidden and half-revealed, looking at each other and secretly evaluating the strength of their opponents.

Jie Ming's gaze swept across the various faces on the square.

Some apprentices were flushed with excitement, their eyes full of desire for future merits.

Some had heavy faces, pursed lips, obviously nervous about the upcoming test.

More apprentices had eyes as sharp as knives, full of scrutiny and provocation for others around them.

They came from different academies, and the competition between them had already begun from this moment.

However, this wave of sound was suddenly suppressed by an invisible force at a certain moment, turning into a piece of suppressed whispering.

The air seemed to freeze, and all gazes gathered in the same direction.

The general test of the Plane Nuolun workshop gathered the most elite power of its hundreds of Plane Nuolun academies.

And among these hundreds of Plane Nuolun academies, the ones truly pinned with high hopes and regarded as the future of the Wizarding civilization were a total of thirteen super geniuses whose talent level reached level ten.

Under normal circumstances, the strength of a person's talent, besides heredity, also depends on luck.

Even for Plane Nuolun academies with lower sequence numbers, each enrollment could obtain one or two geniuses with level eight or nine talent.

But geniuses who could truly reach level ten talent had only appeared in academies with sequence numbers in the top ten so far.

Because the probability of geniuses with level ten talent appearing was really too low!

Even if the planes of the top ten academies in sequence numbers had achieved the achievement of everyone having meditation talent after long-term transformation, it was not that every session could recruit geniuses with level ten talent.

Of course, unlike other Plane Nuolun academies with sequence numbers, the top ten academies in sequence numbers recruited a session of students every year.

But even so, these thirteen level ten geniuses were all the harvest they had in the past ten years.

These students from the top ten Plane Nuolun academies in sequence numbers were the darlings of heaven, the objects of infinite inclination of workshop resources, and also the true focus of this test.

At this moment, these dazzling existences appeared one after another in the gaze of everyone.

First to come into view was a guy whose figure was as tall as a moving rock; his thick shoulders almost blocked the passage.

Slung across his back was a giant axe carved with rough runes; the axe blade was as thick as a door panel, emitting a heavy metallic aura.

The external styling of this guy was less like a wizard, but more like a barbarian who popped out of some wild place.

The temperament of his whole body was like a mountain, calm and suppressed, and every step seemed to make the ground tremble.

In his eyes was absolute confidence in power and contempt for the weak.

Information about these people had long spread to the hands of apprentices on the scene through various ways, and people on the scene easily identified the identity of the comer.

Jie Ming looked at him, and relevant information flashed in his mind: "David Colmar from the First Plane Nuolun Academy."

"Truly gifted..." Jie Ming sighed in his heart, "This David's flesh is comparable to some high-tier earth-type magic beasts; he is clearly not a transformation-stream wizard but has such physical strength; I really can't imagine what he will be like after using wizardry."

When David, who came to the square, swept across those apprentices with slightly inferior strength around him, a trace of imperceptible disdain flashed in his eyes.

His lips moved slightly, making a low hum; although he didn't speak, he seemed to be able to hear the contempt in his heart.

David didn't hide his power at all; in Jie Ming's perception, this guy's blood energy was as vigorous as a huge burning fire stove right in front of him.

Even without relying on spiritual power, just relying on the active operation of his own will, the earth elemental particles this guy could mobilize by relying on talent were about the same as other Tier 3 wizard apprentices.

That is to say, if this guy were to clean up ordinary Tier 3 wizard apprentices, he wouldn't even need wizardry; he could punch one with just pure physical strength.

Most importantly, although he looked like a savage on the outside, David was a proper wizard.

If one really treated him as a savage and fought him, then one would definitely die very miserably.

And under David's cover, another genius from the First Plane Nuolun Academy appeared silently in the crowd—Seraphina Nightshadow.

She was always shrouded in a deep purple hooded robe, her figure slender and almost imperceptible.

Her aura was elusive, as if she had merged into the surrounding shadows, and every movement was silent, drifting like a ghost.

Until she took the initiative to appear, the surrounding apprentices were shocked to find that there was actually one more person here.

Seraphina, who was walking leisurely, paused slightly in the crowd, and then turned to other directions as if nothing had happened.

Jie Ming looked at Seraphina, who didn't seem to care much, and couldn't help but frown; just now, he felt the other party's gaze stay on him for a moment.

"Seraphina, proficient in dark wizardry, illusion, and stealth, good at spiritual penetration and precision assassination."

"Her hiding and spiritual penetration effects are even more exaggerated than I expected at first; ordinary Tier 1 official wizards are probably not as good as her. And her power feels very strange; every trace of power fluctuation seems to be able to merge into the void. It feels different from the suggestion applied by soul wizardry; could it be some special talent? It really makes people curious..."

Jie Ming couldn't help but aim at Seraphina again.

From that look the other party gave him just now, he knew that besides extreme hidden ability, she should have other ways of perceiving danger.

Three more rays of light descended from the teleportation array, attracting the attention of people on the scene away from the two.

The person at the very front wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and held a thick, ancient tome; beneath a refined and easygoing appearance, however, lay a surging sense of oppression.

Jie Ming lowered his head and thought for a while, and also recalled the relevant information of the other party.

The genius of the Second Plane Nuolun Academy—Kaelen Vania.

This guy's image was completely different from the first two, and he should be the one who looked most like a wizard among several people. ===== CHAPTER 88 =====