Physical mage, challenge me to a solo duel!

"Glug glug..."

Wang Yi gulped down the mineral water in the bottle and let out a long sigh of relief.

The empty bottle was then tossed out, tracing a graceful long arc in the air before finally disappearing into the trash can.

The first round of the competition has concluded, and the top 16 teams for the Lanling Magic High School individual competition have been freshly determined and the list has been simultaneously published on the official website.

The first round consisted of fifteen matches, which lasted from 7:00 to 8:53, nearly two hours.

Excluding the time when host Ma Xiaoting introduced the two contestants on the stage, referee Shen Yuan made the ruling on the stage, and the time when the medical team took the injured person into the treatment room.

On average, each battle lasts about four minutes.

In cases of vastly different strengths, the outcome can be decided in just a few exchanges; in cases of evenly matched contests, the battle drags on for five or six minutes until one side's magic is completely exhausted before a result can be achieved.

The second round of the competition, from 16 to 8, will start promptly at 11:00 AM. We are currently in a break.

The two-hour break is mainly for students who are advancing to the next round to heal their injuries, adjust their condition, and recover their magic power.

Wang Yi was in pretty good shape, so since he had nothing else to do, he urged Wang Jiang to train him.

Without using magic, simply to practice how to fight with a halberd.

With forty minutes remaining before the second round of the competition, Wang Yi stopped training and, together with Wang Jiang, began to replenish fluids and recover their strength and condition.

After finding a seat in the stands, my phone beeped ten minutes later.

Wang Yi picked it up and saw that it was the competition information for the second round, informing him that he would still be the second to perform in the second round.

"You're number one?" Wang Yi asked Wang Jiang, who was standing to the side.

The king nodded.

No need to ask anymore, Jiang Yue will definitely be the third to go on stage.

Who decided on the order of appearance? It's a bit too obvious!

Wang Yi couldn't help but grumble inwardly.

At that moment, in an office of the magic museum, the unnamed granddaughter of a certain principal, who had just finished her work, couldn't help but sneeze and rub her nose.

A mid-level mage is afraid of catching a cold.

The second round of the competition begins, and Wang will be the first to take the stage.

Wang's opponent in this match is a student from Class 2 of Grade 11. He is the only one of the eight students who signed up for Grade 11, so Wang has some impression of him.

This second-year high school student is quite strong among the contestants. He defeated a third-year high school student in the previous round to advance.

Unfortunately, they were unlucky and encountered a powerful opponent in this round.

He clearly noticed this as well, and his expression was noticeably unpleasant.

Thus began another crushing battle, only this time the King's opponent lasted about ten seconds longer than in the first round.

King Jiang has accurate intuition and is fast. As long as the magic doesn't have a lock, at least at the beginner mage level, he has a very high chance of winning a one-on-one fight against a normal offensive mage.

In the second round, Wang Yi took the stage, but her opponent was someone she knew.

"Hey, Brother Ang." Wang Yi greeted him first.

Li Ang, a senior high school student in Class 1, is one of the four senior high school students who entered Lingnan Shaqiao last time. He is an attack-type mage.

Although the training at Ryonan Sand Bridge was divided into two teams and they didn't meet during the process, they were still somewhat familiar with each other, not to mention that they had gone through the danger of Flamebird's self-destruction together.

In addition, we were quarantined together for a day, so we got to know each other quite a bit.

Even rounding down, we can still be considered friends in adversity.

Moreover, Wang Yi was also deeply impressed by his name because it resembled that of Emperor Wenzong of Tang, and also that of a foreign expert at killing zombies.

"Wang Yi, I knew I was too happy too soon!" Li Ang said with a wry smile, "It seems I used up all my luck by drawing a bye in the last round."

No wonder Li Ang didn't play in the last round. Wang Yi thought he didn't participate, but it turns out he got a bye.

"You're too modest, Brother Ang." Wang Yi repositioned the halberd, eager to try again: "We've never fought before, so the outcome is still uncertain."

After all, Li Ang was a mage who had fought for five days in the Lingnan Sand Bridge, so Wang Yi felt that Li Ang's strength was definitely not low.

"Forget it." Li Ang shook his head.

Li Ang had experienced the defensive power of the Black Rock Heavy Armor many times.

It's not that Li Ang can't break through, it's just that he can't break through in a short time, and if a real fight breaks out, Wang Yi obviously won't give him enough time.

Besides, even if it's broken, Wang Yi can simply unleash the Black Rock Heavy Armor again; she'll never run out of magic power.

Li Ang believed he had no way to knock Wang Yi unconscious through the Black Rock Heavy Armor.

Furthermore, when the Flame Sparrow self-destructed, it was Wang Yi who stepped forward and withstood the aftershocks of the flames, sacrificing a great deal of his life.

I owe someone a favor, no matter how you look at it.

"I concede." Li Ang didn't hesitate for long; once he made a decision, he would carry it out immediately.

"Alright." Shen Yuan nodded and announced the result: "The winner is Wang Yi."

Wang Yi clicked his tongue in regret; he really wanted to spar with Li Ang.

The onlookers in the stands, unaware of the specifics, were immediately less than satisfied.

Some people, upon seeing that the two knew each other and exchanged a few words, would immediately concede defeat without even fighting, and would immediately shout "rigged!"

As a result, he got a beating from the person next to him.

That's a conspiracy, a complete conspiracy.

Lanling Magic High School is a tiny place with no more than four hundred students in total. It's perfectly normal to run into someone you know on the arena.

There were a total of twenty students from the senior year who signed up for the individual competition, and there was no one they didn't know.

Three years of friendship, but when you stand in the ring, you still end up beating each other to death, smashing each other's heads off.

At most, it's like giving the opponent a smile while you're nerfing them.

Most students generally believe that Li Ang chose to concede defeat because he knew he was no match for his opponent.

Moreover, this isn't the finals, it's just the quarterfinals. If Wang Yi wants a ranking, he'll have to keep playing.

Wang Yi, who had just gone up to the stands briefly, returned to the stands and was immediately praised by Qi Xiaohao: "To subdue the enemy without fighting, Brother E is awesome! Brother Ang is the best; I'll treat him to dinner later."

Wang Yi rolled his eyes at Qi Xiaohao and looked towards Jiang Yue's battle.

Perhaps it was because Jiang Yue's victory in the last match was too easy that his opponent was unusually excited and eager to fight back.

The moment Shen Yuan announced the start of the match, he immediately made his move.

In his view, Jiang Yue's victory in the last match was entirely due to his first-mover advantage.

This time he has the first move, how could he not beat this freshman?

As it turns out... it really wasn't going to work.

After the battle began, within three spells, Jiang Yue had already reversed the offensive and regained control.

As a result, the rhythm shifted back to that of the previous match.

Jiang Yue's opponent couldn't understand why, even when he had the first move, he still lost.

All I can say is that he couldn't understand how he lost; if he didn't lose, who would?