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However, there were still some people in the auditorium who were not afraid of Arpad's threats.

I saw a middle-aged man with a grim face and long hair and a skin as pale as a ghost. He suddenly burst out with momentum and confronted him head-on. He snorted coldly and said:
"Arpad, what the hell are you talking about? Neltharion's test result is perfect, perfect!"

"Your Alchemy and Mechanical Department only came up with about a hundred questions in total. What does that count for? If you really want to count, he is also the genius of the whole department!"

"And don't forget, Neltharion officially applied for our Extraordinary Bloodline Department. What does your Alchemy and Mechanical Department have to do with it? You openly snatched people without any rules, and stopping the Sorting Ceremony is an even greater crime. When the dean comes back, I will impeach you!"

The long-haired middle-aged man's voice made the assistant coaches who were watching on the sidelines jump their eyelids again, and they all looked at the calm Neltharion on the stage in disbelief.

You have to know that the two people who spoke harshly just now are not ordinary mentors, or even ordinary professors.

Among them, Arpad is the head of the alchemical machinery department, and the middle-aged man with long hair is called Inigo, who is the head of the supernatural bloodline department.

Anyone who can become the dean of the Titanium Wizard Academy must have the starting strength of a fourth-level Silver Star Wizard, not to mention popular majors such as Alchemy Machinery and Supernatural Bloodline. He must be the strongest among the strong.

It can be said that Arpad and Inigo are both real big shots in the Blood Spirit Continent. However, judging from what they said, it seems that they are competing for a new student today?
Something is so wrong. What kind of test result could be so perfect that it could cause two department heads to fall out with each other... Could it be the entrance test?

This is the most likely, yet extremely exaggerated result.

Many wizards who stayed in the academy as teaching assistants after graduation suddenly twitched their faces.

Because even they were not sure they could answer all the entrance test questions correctly, it was unheard of for a freshman to get a perfect score since the establishment of the college.

"Arpad, Inigo, please sit down and talk. It's inappropriate to make a scene in the auditorium!"

"Do you think that since Dean Franklin is visiting the upper realm to report on his work, there will be no one to control you and you can do whatever you want!"

Accompanied by an old cough, a hunchbacked old wizard wearing a pointed wizard hat knocked the ground with his staff, and a witchcraft ripple suddenly appeared.

Wherever the ripples passed, the scattered pieces of tables and chairs were all pulled up and then pieced together again, and soon the area around the tutor's seat was restored to its original state.

He is Old Dal, the head of the Magic Energy Shaping Department. As his name suggests, he has a lot of experience in the academy and is a long-promoted Silver Star Wizard with extraordinary strength.

It is said that when he was young, Old Dal was recruited to participate in a wizard war on the continent of Kraros, and eventually won merit in exchange for the qualification to return to the Blood Spirit Continent alive.

Normally, even Dean Franklin, who was at the level of the Shining Moon wizard, respected him very much, so Arpad and Inigo, who were inferior in strength and reputation, were naturally no exception.

They snorted at each other, without getting angry, and finally sat down.

But judging from the expressions and the clear positions of hundreds of instructors in the same major, it is clear that no one will give in and no one will give in.

"That's right, old man, I know what you mean. You are all coveting this generous reward that is within your grasp."

"Neltharion is a genius wizard unprecedented in the Blood Spirit Continent."

"If Dean Franklin had not gone to the upper realm to report before learning about this, he would have most likely taken this child away and sent him to the Nether Bone Forest for training."

As Old Dahl spoke, his eyes moved across the faces of all the college instructors present.

Not surprisingly, he discovered that even the instructors of other majors, such as Potions and Runes, had gloomy expressions on their faces and were clearly ready to make some moves.

The reason was nothing else but the generous reward that Old Dahl had mentioned. You have to know that the Blood Spirit Continent, as a lower world of the wizard world, does not have its sovereignty in its own hands, but in the hands of a wizard force called Ghost Bone Forest in the Kraros Continent.

All wizard academies on the Blood Spirit Continent, including the Titanium Wizard Academy, would benefit greatly if they could send talented wizards to the Ghost Bone Forest in the upper realm.

For example, high-level magic stones, precious experimental materials from the upper realm, advanced meditation methods, or knowledge of witchcraft, etc.

As the saying goes, people flock to where there is profit. Driven by profit, the academy mentors are naturally keen on cultivating talented wizards.

But such opportunities are very rare.

Because those who are considered geniuses in the Blood Spirit Continent would be downgraded two or three levels when placed on the Kralos Continent, becoming ordinary people and having little value in training.

Unless one is as extraordinary as Neltharion, whose innate mental strength exceeds 10, who was promoted to a second-level wizard at the age of fifteen, and is proficient in all basic knowledge.

Such geniuses are extremely rare even in the continent of Kralos, and are worthy of being regarded as the core combat force by a major wizard force and devoting a large amount of rare resources to their cultivation.

It is conceivable that once Neltharion chooses to join a certain major, the instructors of that major will make money without doing anything.

They basically don't have to worry about anything. As long as Neltharion doesn't die midway, they will be able to reap huge benefits when the time comes. Anyone who doesn't fight for it at this time would be an idiot.

The reason why the Alchemy Machinery major was the first to jump out to compete is very simple.

Firstly, the Alchemy Machinery major is quite strong and has long been ranked in the top three in the college. They are used to being domineering and have the confidence to do so.

Secondly, Placido is the instructor of the Alchemy and Mechanics Department.

He got the first-hand information about Neltharion by accident, so of course he tried his best to persuade the department head to take some benefits for himself.

Unfortunately, the action was still a step too late, which alerted the people of the extraordinary bloodline. Inigo noticed in advance the second-level wizard Neltharion who stood out among a group of wizard apprentices.

When the Extraordinary Bloodline Department learned that they were being poached, several mentors were so angry that they overturned the table, which led to the scene that happened at the beginning.

"Sir Dahl, no matter what, Neltharion has chosen the profession of extraordinary bloodline after all. It is unreasonable to discuss the established matter!"

Inigo looked at him coldly for a while, and seemed to realize that Old Dal was trying to smooth things over, so he immediately spoke up and stated his position.

"The so-called rules are always made for ordinary people who do not go beyond common sense."

"The college's application for admission stipulates that you can only choose one major, but Neltharion is not an ordinary person. He is a genius, and geniuses deserve more and better choices."

"If possible, we can even discuss allowing Neltharion to enroll as a freshman in all majors."

"He is still young. He doesn't need to be so anxious or limited when it comes to deciding the direction of his witchcraft research!"

Old Dal spoke slowly, and immediately the eyes of many faction mentors present brightened.

Inigo felt that something was wrong. He cursed in his heart and finally realized that it was you, Old Deng, who also wanted to get a piece of the pie. (End of this chapter)