Every mage in the empire is proud to be able to join the mage corps. That represents glory, status, and strength!

To enter the mage group, you must be at least an intermediate mage, which is the lowest level four. And there are many magicians who are difficult to cross the threshold of intermediate level in their end.

Of course, not all high-level magicians will choose to join the mage group, although the military welfare of the empire is very good, but after all, there are all kinds of rules and regulations, and many mages who are used to freedom will also refuse the invitation of the mage group. Some of them formed their own hunting groups, while others became mercenaries for some wealthy nobles.

Dylan was not in a hurry to appear at this time, he wanted to see what kind of strength the students of the Academy of Magic were. Although he often attends classes at the academy, he is unable to participate in the practical spell casting course due to the explicit regulations of the academy, so he does not know the true strength of the students.

Seeing that the first group of students went down to the center of the competition field, the audience suddenly let out bursts of cheers, and today's wonderful drama finally began.

Soon, the second group also entered the martial arts arena and confronted each other with the first group of trainees.

Dylan took a look, and they basically had a star on their collars, and they all seemed to be only first-class magicians.

Looking at their configurations again, they are all one of the Holy Light Series, one Wind Series, and one of the other three Series.

"It seems that the Wind and Holy Light systems are the most sought-after. Dylan muttered to himself.

Indeed, as a three-person squad, having a wind mage can increase the movement speed of the team members and be more flexible in battle, and having a holy light mage, not to mention, can heal teammates, and even remove teammates' magic control damage effects at a higher level, which is basically a must for the group.

Dylan looked at the other groups that had not yet played, the basic configuration was similar, although there were a few groups that did not have wind mages, but holy light mages were necessary.

As for Dylan's group, although there is a wind mage Donald, there is no holy light mage in charge of healing, which does look a bit different.

The main purpose of the academy's evaluation is to test the strength, and the opponent cannot be beaten to death, so generally as long as all the members of a group have exhausted the magic power in the body, then the battle is basically over.

Soon, the competition between these two groups of first-level mages came to an end, and it was a team with fire mages who emerged victorious. It seems that fire magic is indeed the most lethal of the five types of magic.

In the academy evaluation, a few minutes of rest will be given for each game, mainly so that the winning side can meditate and recover, and also allow the audience to have a relaxing time.

And the next few groups are basically battles between first-level and second-level magicians, and the basic routines are almost the same, depending on who consumes the magic power in the opponent's body first, who is considered to win.

Dylan only felt that these students who had already appeared on the scene were really jerky to cooperate, and some even did not have any cooperation at all, completely taking care of each other, just this kind of group, when they encountered an enemy of equal strength in actual combat, they would definitely lose.

In the annual college evaluation, the order of appearance basically represents the order of strength and weakness, because the weak team, if you don't hurry up in the early stage, then in the later stage, the rest are basically stronger teams, and the strength is too weak to be crushed by the strong team, which is really disgraceful.

For a moment, Dylan quickly lost interest in these matchups, and he even wanted to start meditating. Because in the past two days, he could feel that he had touched the threshold of a fourth-level magician, and he was only half a step away from stepping into it.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the sun was already setting in the west, and the evaluation was nearing its end.

During this period, Donald and Stephen reminded many times that they hoped that Dylan would come off the court to compete, because the further they go, the stronger the opponent will be, and they may not have an advantage at all, or even be at a relatively large disadvantage.

However, Dylan refused every time because he was still waiting, waiting for the real opponent to appear.

And just as Dylan was about to start meditating, he heard Donald on the side say, "Look, look! Roddick Brandt is here!"

Dylan looked in the direction Donald pointed, and sure enough, he saw the handsome young man who made Dylan very unhappy standing in the arena, and beside him, there was a third-level fire magician, and a third-level wind magician.

Seeing Roddick Brant finally play, the stands suddenly screamed, and there was a large group of women, the screams were really harsh, making people a little dizzy.

Even some of the female students of the Magic Academy let out bursts of coquettish laughter, constantly throwing winks at Roddick.

All sorts of vulgar words were constantly coming from the stands.

"Oh, Roddick, do you see my sister and I'm pretty today, do you want to think about it. ”

"Men like women with big butts, Roddick, you see me, big enough, right?"

......

All kinds of vulgar words are really a bit unbearable. But all this doesn't seem to have any effect on Roddick.

Roddick Brant is the leader of the academy, he was already a third-level magician at the age of fifteen last year, and he has stepped into the ranks of fourth-level magicians at the age of sixteen this year.

Roddick didn't enter the magic academy until he was fourteen years old, but when he was admitted to the academy, he was already a second-level magician, which was also a sensational news at the time.

It's just that although Roddick is a student of the Academy of Magic, he has basically not attended classes at the academy for two years, and he has only gone through an enrollment procedure and has never come again.

In fact, this is also normal, you know, he is the grandson of the Holy Light Archbishop, and there are many Holy Light magicians in the family, where do the tutors of the academy need to teach him?

Seeing that the real dish was finally coming up, Dylan dismissed the idea of meditating.

Roddick Brandt glanced at the other party with contempt, a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

The other party is a third-level fire mage, a third-level wind mage, and a second-level holy light mage, which is a very standard mainstream configuration.

The three people on the opposite side were already a little sad at this time, they had already won three games in a row, and the momentum was the most fierce, and they were also very excited, after all, there were many big names in the imperial military in the audience, and being able to perform well in front of them meant that the future in the mage group would not be too bad. Who would have thought that this scene would have to face off against the recognized genius of the Empire-Roddick Brandt, which is really heart-wrenching.

Donald sat down, sighed and said, "It's over, I'm going to be crushed by Roddick and them later, this time it's a big shame." ”

Stephen also kept shaking his head and sighing, only Dylan still had a smile on the corner of his mouth, he participated in the academy's evaluation this time, and he came for the championship.