Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 175 They Don't Care

"I want to live with you from now on."

The woman had made a reasonable request, but Tai'an was unwilling to agree. His eyes darted around as he silently considered how to phrase his words.

"This is a bit sudden! There might not be any seats available."

"It's okay, I can share a room with you."

"I have no problem with that, but... you need to consider your personal reputation..."

"They don't care, so why should I..."

That seemed to make sense. Tai'an couldn't find a reason to persuade them, so he could only use the excuse that the competition was about to start to delay the inevitable.

Division 1.

The referee announced the two sides facing off: the unknown Tai'an versus Sophie, the chief mage of the Mage Division.

Many people believed it was destined to be a low-quality match, and Sophie shared this view.

However, the many teachings of the Mage Division reminded her to be careful.

"Why?" Sophie asked, puzzled.

"The shield that gives Celestia a headache was his creation. And that kid passed the formal exam in his first year. He once competed with the instructors of the Wizarding Department, and they couldn't do anything to him." The instructor of the Mage Department hurriedly explained the reason.

Sophie's nonchalant expression faltered slightly as she scrutinized the little boy opposite her. His face, still bearing the marks of childhood innocence and baby fat, resembled that of the boy next door, showing no signs of being particularly capable. He was dressed in a splendid black suit, giving the impression that he was attending a banquet.

The referee covered the two of them with slime protective suits and announced the start of the duel.

Sophie launched a tentative attack, her wand tip inlaid with a frost orb, condensing numerous ice spikes that flew towards her opponent, all of which were blocked by the Dawn's Tear shield.

Sophie took a deep breath and, without hesitation, chose the same tactic as Celestia, jogging closer to her opponent.

Tai'an raised the demonic sword in his hand, and the blue and white lightning mixed with negative energy turned into a pitch-black color.

Black Thunder!

Sophie quickly cast a Silence spell to stop Tai'an's magic from endlessly increasing in power. Before the Silence spell could be cast, black lightning had already arrived.

Lightning spells have the fastest projectile speed, leaving almost no room for dodge.

The diamond-shaped shield around him shattered instantly, completely overwhelming him.

The graceful black-haired female mage was sent flying backward, leaving a small crater in the ground beneath her feet.

The referee paused for a few seconds before announcing that Tai'an had won.

"How can his black lightning be so powerful?"

"How could Sophie not even withstand a single attack? Her mental strength is at the elite level!"

A murmur arose from the audience seats of the Mage Division. The sixth-year top student, who was about to graduate, losing to a first-year student was like a resounding slap in the face, and the instructors felt they couldn't save face.

"If I'm not mistaken, his wand should be made of a very rare material. With just a little guidance, it can unleash tremendous power," said Selena, the head of the Mage Division, offering a reasonable answer.

Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly understood.

Tyrion returned to the stands where the Wizarding Division was located and sat down next to Grinfield.

Congratulations on your successful start!

"Okay, when are you moving in? I'll make arrangements in advance."

"Let's do it today."

It's better to get rid of the vixen around your fiancé sooner rather than later.

Tai'an scratched his head speechlessly: "You'd better think this through. Don't regret it if something irreversible happens."

"I have never regretted it." Greenfield gripped Tyne's wrist tightly.

In section four, Dorothy gracefully walked to the front of the stage.

Their opponents come from the largest division, the Warriors. Fifth-year student, Krut.

Dorothy didn't take her opponent too seriously. An ordinary warrior without even an inscribed sword might not even be able to defeat a hellhound.

As she predicted, Krut found herself in a tough fight, caught between two hellhounds.

The precarious situation was quickly shattered by the light of Dorothy's buff and debuff spells.

The referee loudly announced Dorothy's victory. She returned to her seat with a triumphant smile.

"Xiaoqian is really amazing, she actually made it to the third round."

"Keep it up! You must keep winning for us!"

Dorothy was once again crowned the leader of the Lolita Party, enjoying unparalleled glory.

Keberville was lucky enough to encounter a second-year student from the Ranger Division, and after a battle, he successfully advanced.

With this, three students from the Wizarding Division advanced to the third round.

"Xiao An! Keep it up!" Yin Yue placed her slender, fair hands on either side of her cheeks.

At the start of the third round, Taian hurriedly took to the stage. His opponent was Avery, the top student in the Warriors Division.

"It must have been intentional! What a coincidence!" Demon Hunter mentor Ginsley couldn't help but complain.

However, Aphrodite didn't last long. He took a hit from a black lightning bolt and collapsed to the ground, smoking.

Even the slime protective suit barely protected against the damage.

Having defeated two consecutive champions, Tai'an has become a favorite to win the championship. Back in his little circle, the young girls rushed to kiss him.

"Xiao An is really amazing."

"I want to learn this trick too!"

In fact, Tai'an's method of using Dark Lightning was no different from Dorothy's; the only difference was their individual strength. A casual basic attack from a Super-Rank spellcaster is something that a Regular Rank spellcaster simply cannot withstand.

His casual strike was even more powerful than the slime protective suit's tolerance level!

"If we win one more game and advance to the round of 64, we can probably stop now."

Tai'an had long coveted the free library access, not only for the money but also for the privilege of borrowing more valuable books.

Generally, only senior students who have completed many tasks are qualified to add one more.

It's worth noting that the permissions of the two can be stacked, meaning that the highest level of permission can be three.

The third round of ranking battles became increasingly fierce. After eliminating most of the weaker, less competitive players, the remaining students were the cream of the crop.

For the first time, Aglaia felt pressure. Facing Elron, the second-ranked student in the Magic Swordsman Division, who was skilled in swordsmanship, she felt that her advantage was not too great, especially since the inscribed sword did not perfectly match her personal attributes.

The divine attribute is the combination of life and light attributes; the inscribed sword in her hand only has a single light attribute.

The black-haired girl danced gracefully around the brown-haired swordsman, launching attacks from various unpredictable angles. It didn't resemble a battle at all, but rather a performance. As Aglaia let go of her competitive spirit and other distracting thoughts, the divine invocation dance gradually came to its perfect form. It was no longer confined to fixed moves, but rather made reasonable responses to the opponent's attacks.

Elrond's once impenetrable defenses were now like a ship tossed about in a storm, on the verge of capsizing at any moment, the sweat constantly pouring from his forehead a testament to his dire situation.

Hang in there! You must hold on!

He imagined himself as a rock that could withstand the erosion of the sea, using his family's defensive sword skills to his fullest potential, constantly searching for his opponent's weaknesses, but in the end, he was the first to succumb.

As the saying goes, what is held for too long will eventually be lost.

Elrond gave a wry smile, clutching his shoulder, and conceded defeat.

(End of this chapter)