Re-doing physical exercise is still the same as before, but as soon as he started exercising, Solo felt the slightest feeling of fatigue. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Now, it seems that an inexplicable pressure has been added to Solo's body, so that every time Solo makes a movement, he will consume a lot of strength, making Solo realize that such an exercise is very effective. After only a third of the exercise, Solo found that he could not continue, as if there was no strength in his body, and his tired body made Solo just want to get a good night's sleep.

However, looking at the 'physical exercise' skill on his personal panel, Solo had some doubts in his heart.

"System, why is there no level for the 'Physical Training' skill?"

"The host is a magician, and the physical body is the host's independent training and continuous enhancement, so the system includes such skills, but it can't be upgraded!"

"Don't worry about the host, the 'Physical Training' skill is only to better allow the host to master its own strength, and the 'Physical Training' skill will be useful to the host whenever it is. ”

Solo nodded, he already understood that in the eyes of the system, flesh was not necessary for a magician. Therefore, the system will record the corresponding skills, but they cannot be upgraded, which makes Solo somewhat helpless. It's just that Solo also knows that in cultivation, he has to rely more on his own cultivation to become stronger little by little, rather than relying on the system completely. For Solo, the system plays more of an auxiliary role.

Enduring the fatigue of his body, Solo sat cross-legged, but he directly began to meditate and cultivate, he was unwilling to give up the slightest opportunity. The magic power has reached the limit that Solo can have, and now Solo's meditation cultivation is more about improving his spiritual power. Of course, Solo didn't forget to drink a bottle of alchemy, although the effect was not very obvious.

After entering the meditative state, Solo was surprised to find that his mental power was increasing a little faster than usual, and he was able to determine that it was not due to the alchemy potion. After thinking for a moment, Solo already knew that it should be because of his own body. Some doubts appeared in my heart, could it be that physical fatigue can also speed up the improvement of mental strength?

No one can give Solo an answer, and Solo doesn't know who to ask, and the undead department has no new magic mentor yet. A thought came to his mind, Solo knew that he should go to the library, maybe he could find the answer in the library.

In meditation, time always passes quickly, and when the first rays of sunlight are scattered on Solo's face, Solo wakes up directly.

After washing up and eating breakfast, Solo walked towards the central square of the academy, he needed to go to the freshman competition. The freshman competition is divided into three rounds, the first round is to select the top 100 students from the registered students, the second round is to select 10 students from the 100 students, and the last round to select the top three.

The competition adopts a point system, defeating an opponent and obtaining a point, and the person with the highest score is the first place in the freshman competition.

Coming to the central square, Solo found that there were already a lot of students here, and Solo saw a lot of heavily armed students, holding magic wands in their hands and hanging magic props on their bodies. The equipment on their bodies gives these students extra confidence, and the magic equipment can enhance their strength, giving them a better chance of coming out on top.

And the Oaks Academy of Magic does not prohibit such things, and being able to obtain magical equipment is also part of their strength, even if they rely on the family behind them. Because of this, very few magicians from civilian backgrounds have won the first place in the freshman competition, and the increase in magic equipment is no joke.

These students were very disdainful when they saw Solo without any magical equipment on his body, and he was a poor civilian, and such a civilian came to participate in the competition, just to play soy sauce.

Straight to Arena 3, Solo is 333, and the students who fight on Arena 3 are all 300 to 399 students.

At this time, the battle had not yet begun, and many of the students were talking in low voices, looking at the surrounding students from time to time, wanting to see the strength of these students. As a necromancer, Solo is so conspicuous among these students wearing colorful ** robes.

"There will be students from the undead department participating!"

"It must be very strong. ”

"Thinking too much, low-level necromancers don't have too strong combat power at all!",

"Watch me solve him with a fireball technique!"

“……”

The surrounding students looked at Solo and whispered softly, not wanting Solo to hear. Helplessly, they didn't know that Solo's body had reached the level of a third-level warrior, and Solo's hearing had improved a lot, and they could easily hear the students' discussions.

Shaking his head casually, Solo closed his eyes, he didn't want to deal with these students. Thinking about the necromancy he had learned, Solo was struggling with which kind of magic he should use, if he used the system skill, it would be too powerful and might cause suspicion!

Thinking of the undead magic that he had not unleashed, Solo was somewhat helpless, and it seemed that he could only practice in the arena.

Without waiting too long, the magic mentor who supervised the students' battle had arrived, and this magic mentor, Solo was no stranger, it was the magic mentor named Alex yesterday.

"Numbers 300 and 301 come up!" Alex shouted softly, not very loudly, but enough for the students gathered here to hear.

At the same time, Solo could feel Alex give him a cold look, which made Solo realize that maybe Alex came to this arena to act as an overseer instructor because of himself.

The two students walked up to the arena and, after keeping a certain distance, each began to chant magic.

The battle between low-level mages is very simple, chanting magic, resisting magic, and competing for their own magic, and the side that runs out of magic first will admit defeat.

Looking at the two students who were fighting, Solo was very helpless, he originally thought that he could learn something. But looking at the battle without the slightest anger in the arena, Solo felt that they were showing off their magic more than fighting.

Finally, after a quarter of an hour, the two magicians exhausted their respective powers, and Number 300 emerged victorious.

Solo looked at the students around him and found that they were all eager to try, and they didn't seem to feel the slightest boredom at all. This made Solo extremely helpless, it seems that he is very different from them.