Versatile Mage: Summoning Black Dragon, the pinnacle of divine power

Chapter 25: Magic Duel or Playing House

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"I'll come first!"

In the challenge seat, a boy stood up first and walked off the field.

There was an immediate burst of cheers from the audience. Watching the fun is part of life, and the students of the Imperial Capital Academy were no exception.

However, after seeing what Caesar had just done, most people still knew their own limitations and didn’t want to go up and embarrass themselves.

Space mages can almost be said to be the weakest in the early stages. After all, although the strength of space magic is not limited to star maps and constellations, it is extremely dependent on mental power.

A wizard's mental power can only be considered to be of some level when it reaches a high level. Therefore, those who awaken space magic in the early stage are geniuses, but also embarrassed.

They are both elementary magic. If someone uses a fire and lightning seal to attack you, the damage will be significant, but if you use telepathic magic to attack them, at most you can just knock over a can.

how to spell?
But with Caesar's free fall and telekinetic deceleration just now, anyone with a little bit of vision can see that this guy's mental strength is terrifyingly strong, and his control over space magic is even more outrageous!
Not to mention the mid-level mages, even the high-level mages present didn't have many who dared to say they could use telekinesis to do what they had just done.

Even the slightest deviation may result in disability at best, or even death!
He is really skilled and daring!

"I'm……"

"No need to introduce yourself. I can't remember it anyway," Caesar interrupted.

"Just do it. After I beat you, there will be others waiting in line."

The boy's face turned red after being interrupted, "Don't be so..."

"Referee, can we start?" Caesar looked at the teacher in the referee's seat.

"The game has already started when you enter the venue," said the teacher who served as the referee.

"Oh." Caesar turned around and looked at the unknown boy opposite.

"are you ready?"

"Don't..."

Snapped!
Without waiting for the opponent to say anything, Caesar slapped him in the air, sending him flying to the edge of the field and causing him to faint.

"Next person."

After beating someone, Caesar looked at the others in the challenge seat as if nothing had happened.

"Who?"

"..."

The originally lively stadium suddenly became quiet, and the students in the audience all frowned.

Slap?

What do you mean?
"No one left?" Caesar asked in confusion.

"Have!"

Several boys in the challenge seat stood up at the same time and walked off the field angrily.

"Come one by one." said the referee.

"No, they can come together if they want," Caesar said.

"It doesn't make any difference anyway. Hurry up. The people behind are still waiting."

"!!!"

The audience exploded when they heard this plain yet sarcastic remark.

"beat him!!"

"Damn! Is the Alpine School of Magic so great?!"

"Go! Fuck him!"

"..."

"Chief, this won't be a problem, right?"

Looking at the challenge seat that was blown away by Caesar's words, a group of old professors looked at Pang Lai.

"Why are you panicking? With so many teachers here, are you still afraid that a group of mid-level mages might cause an accident?" Pang Lai said calmly.

"But still control yourself, no more than five at a time..."

"I want to fight ten!" Caesar said, raising his hand.

"??!"

The six boys who had just come on stage were stunned, and then glared at Caesar with anger on their faces.

Ten?!
This is fucking not treating them as human beings!
"Student Caesar, stop joking." The referee teacher looked a little unhappy, because Caesar was beating their student.

"I'm not kidding, come at me all ten at once, quickly," Caesar said.

"Quick?" The referee frowned.

"What do you mean?" "Either they tire me out, or I beat them all," said Caesar.

"See which side can last longer. Isn't this the essence of a round-robin tournament?"

"..."

The referee was silent.

At this moment, he wished he could go down and teach this arrogant boy a lesson!

This kid no longer means to look down on these students, but to look down on the entire Imperial Capital Academy!
Round battle? Exhausted?

What do you mean?
The students of the Imperial Capital Academy are just a bunch of trash, and they can only defeat their opponents by using human wave tactics?

"Student Caesar, I hope you can take back what you just said." Dean Songhe said.

"This is just an exchange match. What you just said is a provocation to the entire Imperial Capital Academy."

"Isn't what I said true?" Caesar asked doubtfully.

"If we fight them one by one, how long will it take?"

"I still have to eat dinner."

"..."

"Just do as he said, bring in ten intermediate-level students!" A professor with a bad temper couldn't stand it anymore, so he stood up and said to the students in the challenge seat.

"Mr. Li, don't do this." The professor at the side quickly grabbed Professor Li.

"If all ten of you come at me together, it will be shameful whether we win or lose!"

"This kid is too arrogant!" Professor Li said angrily.

"Okay, if he wants to fight, just give him ten students." Pang Lai interrupted.

"Chief, this..."

"I come!"

"I'm coming too!"

Without waiting for the professors to say anything more, the annoyed students took to the stage one after another and quickly formed a team of ten people.

Attack, defense, control, assistance, the full set is maxed out, determined to knock Caesar down directly.

"Boy! It's not too late to regret now!"

The boy standing at the front of the line said.

"That's right, it's just an exchange match, don't beat yourself up and lose limbs." Other students in the team also started to mock.

However, this kind of ridicule was not to persuade Caesar to give up, but to fear that he would run away in the middle of the battle.

Snapped!
Bang bang bang bang! !
A silver light flashed, and several sounds of breaking through the air were heard in succession. Half of the ten-man team that had just entered the field were blown away.

"???"

"!!!"

"Despicable! A sneak attack!"

Several students who were not knocked down by Caesar because they were standing relatively far back said angrily.

Caesar was confused, "Didn't they say the game would start once we got on the field?"

"Why did I sneak attack again?"

"Do I have to shake your hand and count backwards from ten?"

"..."

Looking at the students opposite him who had no fighting consciousness, Caesar looked at Pang Lai on the stage in confusion.

"Is this a magic duel or just children playing house?"

"Your students here...are just this?"

"..." Pang Lai.

What are you looking at me for?

I didn’t teach you that!

"It seems that all crows are black." Caesar said strangely.

Most higher learning institutions do not pay attention to combat awareness and only cultivate "magic geniuses". In other words, they teach magic geniuses, not combat geniuses.

Just like those who can only take exams in school but cannot apply their knowledge, these so-called magic geniuses can only cast magic but cannot fight.

In the arranged magic examinations, these students all achieved excellent results.

But once they leave the examination venue, their magic is pure show.

(End of this chapter)