I, a cultivator, have ended up in the wizarding world.

Chapter 87 Headquarters
Even if all of them are apprentices, the sheer number of wizards gathered together would be enough to make the elemental energy in the surrounding environment extremely active.

The overactive elemental power also caused the various magical artifacts carried by these people to become active.

All sorts of wizard robes, from simple apprentice robes to gorgeous academy leader robes, suddenly burst forth with dazzling colors.

The magical items carried by the apprentices were even more bizarre. Some had staffs engraved with runes hanging from their waists, some held alchemical artifacts that emitted a faint glow, and some carried uniquely designed witchcrafts or energy backpacks on their backs.

The wizard apprentices were still young after all, and Jemin noticed that in this atmosphere, many of them couldn't help but secretly compare themselves with others.

Many people revealed their "signature skills" in a half-hidden way, sizing each other up and secretly assessing their opponents' strength.

Jemin’s gaze swept over the diverse faces in the square.

Some apprentices were so excited that their faces turned red, their eyes filled with longing for future achievements.

Some looked somber, their lips pressed tightly together, clearly nervous about the upcoming test.

Many of the apprentices had sharp, piercing eyes, scrutinizing and provoking those around them.

They came from different colleges, and their competition began from that moment on.

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

The air seemed to freeze, and all eyes were focused in the same direction.

The final test of the Norren Workshop brought together the most elite forces from its hundreds of Norren Academies.

Among these hundreds of Norren Academy, the ones who are truly expected to succeed and regarded as the future of wizarding civilization are a total of thirteen super geniuses whose talent level has reached level ten.

Under normal circumstances, the strength of a person's talent depends not only on genetics but also on luck.

Even Noren Academy, which ranks relatively low in the sequence, manages to acquire one or two geniuses with level eight or nine talents each year.

However, geniuses who can truly reach level ten talent have only appeared in the top ten ranked academies so far.

The probability of a genius reaching level ten in talent is extremely low!
Even though the top ten academies in the sequence have achieved the goal of having all students with the talent for meditation after a long period of transformation, they still cannot recruit geniuses with level ten talents every year.

Of course, unlike other colleges with different serial numbers, the top ten colleges only admit one class of students each year.

Even so, these thirteen level-ten geniuses represent all they have gained in the past decade.

These students from the top ten Noren Academy students are the cream of the crop, the recipients of unlimited workshop resources, and the true focus of this test.

At this moment, these dazzling figures made their appearance one after another under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

The first thing that catches the eye is a man so tall he looks like a moving rock, his broad shoulders almost blocking the passage.

A massive axe, adorned with rough runes, was slung across his back. Its blade was as thick as a door panel, exuding a heavy metallic aura.

This guy's appearance is less like that of a wizard and more like that of a barbarian who came out of some wild place.

His aura was like a mountain, steady and imposing, and every step he took seemed to make the ground tremble.

His eyes held absolute confidence in his power and contempt for the weak. Information about these people had already spread to the apprentices present through various means, and they easily identified the newcomers.

Jemin looked at him, and the relevant information flashed through his mind: "David Colmar from First Norren Academy".

"He's truly gifted..." Jemin sighed inwardly. "This David's physique is comparable to some high-level earth-type magical beasts. He's clearly not a wizard specializing in modification, yet he has such physical strength. I can't even imagine what he'll be like when he uses witchcraft."

When David arrived in the square, a barely perceptible hint of disdain flashed in his eyes as he glanced at the less skilled apprentices around him.

His lips moved slightly, letting out a low hum. Though he didn't speak, one could almost hear the contempt in his heart.

David made no attempt to conceal his power; in Jemin's perception, the man's vitality was as strong as a huge furnace burning brightly right before his eyes.

Even without relying on mental power, just by actively operating his own will, this guy can mobilize about the same amount of earth element particles as other level three wizard apprentices thanks to his talent.

In other words, if this guy were to deal with ordinary level three wizard apprentices, he wouldn't even need witchcraft; he could take them down with a single punch using only his physical strength.

Most importantly, although he looks like a barbarian, David is a proper wizard.

If you treat him like a barbarian, he will definitely die a terrible death.

Under David's cover, another genius from the First Norren Academy quietly appeared in the crowd—Serafina Nightshade.

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

Her presence was faint, as if she blended into the surrounding shadows. Every movement she made was silent, as elusive as a ghost.

It wasn't until she revealed herself that the surrounding apprentices were shocked to discover there was actually another person there.

Serafina, who was walking leisurely, paused slightly in the crowd, then turned in another direction as if nothing had happened.

Jemin frowned as he looked at Serafina, who seemed indifferent. Just now, he felt her gaze linger on him for a moment.

"Seraphina is proficient in dark magic, illusion, and stealth, and excels in mental infiltration and precise assassination."

"Her concealment and mental penetration are even more exaggerated than I initially expected. She's probably stronger than even an ordinary first-level formal wizard. And her power feels strange; every fluctuation seems to merge into the void. It doesn't feel the same as the instigation of soul magic. Could it be some kind of special talent? It's truly intriguing..."

Jemin couldn't help but glance at Serafina again.

From the way the other person looked at him just now, he knew that this guy must have other ways of sensing danger besides his extreme stealth abilities.

Three more beams of light descended from the teleportation array, drawing everyone's attention away from the two individuals.

The person at the front wore gold-rimmed glasses and held a thick, ancient book. Beneath his refined and amiable appearance lay a powerful sense of oppression.

Jemin lowered his head and thought for a moment, recalling the other party's relevant information as well.

Karen Vanya, a genius from the Second Norren Academy.

This guy's appearance is completely different from the previous two; he's probably the one who looks most like a wizard among them.

(End of this chapter)