Wizard: This mushroom is too fierce.

"What are you doing..." Roland asked with a strange expression, looking at the large group of people behind Senior Morrow who were clearly wizards but dressed in knight armor.

"You'd better do your best!" Moro's face flushed red, and he looked at the group of people behind him with a disappointed expression. He pointed at them and cursed, "None of these little brats made it to the finals. They've only embarrassed me."

"I brought them here to learn properly, so they won't lose face even more in the future."

"When we get back, I'll have to give them a good beating and teach them a lesson they won't forget!"

The people behind Moro gave a bitter laugh and shrank back.

"Hello, Roland, I am Kyle Ryan. Killian Hope is my opponent in the fifth round of the qualifiers." A blond-haired knight stepped out from the crowd and performed a knightly salute. "I know you have a conflict with him, so I have come to inform you of some information about him."

Roland raised an eyebrow slightly and listened attentively.

"The information currently available is that he possesses a super puppet with extremely high combat power, named 'ASMALE V,' which is a puppet that has been passed down through generations of the Hope family for many years."

"This ASML golem is equipped with light steel armor and is extremely fast!"

"When I fought him, I couldn't even last ten moves before I was defeated." Kyle's face showed regret. "If your casting speed isn't fast, never use it in front of him."

"Otherwise, the puppet might be right in front of you before you even finish casting the spell."

Moro's voice rang out at this moment. He looked at Roland and said softly, "The Asmay V-type puppet is their family's latest puppet model. It is said to be equipped with a miniature magic-powered sword, which is said to be able to cut through diamond ore."

"Based on my speculation, if the battle is intense, this puppet may even be able to attach lightning elements from the air to its weapons and itself through the energy conversion magic circle in its core."

"This puts the vehicle into an overload state, further increasing its speed."

"Puppetry..." Roland murmured. This was a field where alchemists and earth elementalists intersected. He asked softly, "So, as you said, this puppet has high attack power and speed, but low defense, right?"

"Yes!" Fear flashed in Kate's eyes. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Its speed is terrifying. It was in front of me in almost the blink of an eye."

"Hmph...a bunch of useless wizards who only know how to rely on their family's wealth..." Moro cursed at this moment, "They can only bully you newly arrived wizarding apprentices."

"Let them come and have a go at the first-class wizard apprentice arena."

"I've beaten them all to a pulp!" Moro cursed as he left, but before he left, he earnestly said to Roland, "Junior Roland, you absolutely mustn't let those stubborn family wizards win."

"Among you third-rate wizard apprentices in the final round, I'm rooting for you. Go and take that damn championship."

"Uh..." Roland felt a bit of a headache. This senior Moro seemed to have a lot of resentment towards the family wizards.

A moment later, Roland waved and walked into the contestant entrance, arriving at his personal room.

"What?" Roland stared in surprise at the people who had appeared in his room.

Pierce from Beike Agency, Ms. Cliff from Witch Workshop, and three other sponsors...

"What are you doing here..." Roland asked, looking puzzled.

Pierce walked up to Roland first, a friendly smile on his face: "Roland, we're here to cheer you on!"

"We originally planned to cheer you on from outside," Pierce continued, "but then we realized we're the sponsors, providing a huge amount of magic stones and services, so naturally we should use the VIP channel and come directly here to cheer you on."

"Is this the power of money..." Roland muttered. Yeah, right. These people are so cunning; they couldn't possibly be cheering him on.

"What exactly is it?" Roland straightened his posture, adopting a businesslike expression.

"It's like this, junior Roland..." Witch Cliff from the Witch Workshop said, "We hope that you can bring this portable crystal magic artifact with you when you enter the arena. It's a small request from us five sponsors."

"This..." Roland asked doubtfully.

"Of course, we won't let you suffer a loss. We will provide you with three thousand magic stones as compensation after the competition."

What else could Roland say?

Looking at the gleaming white magic stone, Roland nodded and said sincerely, "Understood... Serving the sponsors is my duty!"

"Um... what's this thing for?" Roland asked, puzzled.

"It's a magical artifact that we've modified. Several runes from the Illusion and Power schools are inscribed inside its energy core."

"Once activated, it can automatically generate gravity to follow you and turn on the projection function."

Simply put, when you open it, a special image will be generated!

"You can't see this footage, and neither can the other participants; only outside spectators can see it!"

Cliff the Witch said softly, "Ahem...it's mainly for propaganda purposes..."

Roland nodded silently. How could he not have thought of that? He'd missed out on earning more magic stones. He should have told his teacher before the competition that everyone should be equipped with one of these, and then he could have partnered with various sponsors, giving each person one set of magic stones...

After chatting for a while, Roland was enveloped in a white light, and a magic circle lit up beneath his feet.

The next moment, Roland opened his eyes and found himself no longer in the room, but in a rainforest!

Looking up at the sky, Roland took a deep breath, instantly feeling his lungs refreshed: "This is the power of magic!"

The combination of weather magic and alchemical equipment has altered the weather and environment of the arena. This is the result of the intersection of multiple disciplines. According to Roland's prediction, if a rainforest were to be created out of thin air, it would require the concerted efforts of a weatherman, a plant magician, and a architect.

Roland briefly surveyed his surroundings, then exhaled a deep breath. For a botanical wizard, this place was practically paradise.

Just by staying here, Roland felt his magic flow much more smoothly.

"This rainforest is a great place for wizards to meditate..."

Roland stretched out his palm, and white magic circles representing summoning magic quickly lit up: "Pfft!!!"

In an instant, a large number of well-dressed and armed combatants emerged from the magic circle. Once they came out, they quickly lined up and found their own squads.

In the blink of an eye, one after another, the fully prepared Puji squads appeared in front of Roland.

Jin Duoduo, as their commander and the most loyal warrior to the king, stood at the forefront, holding a silver longsword and shouting, "Jin Duoduo, Captain of the First Detachment of the First Legion, pays respects to the great king!"