The fiery red elf flew around Ivan excitedly, and Ivan was also in a good mood.

It can be said that from today onwards, Ivan can be regarded as embarking on the path of a magician.

Although he still can't solve the conflict problem of the Demon and Martial Arts dual cultivation, today, let these all go to hell!

"Ivan! Are you there? The knocks and inquiries fell, and Ivan trotted over and opened the closed door.

Before Ivan could say anything, Stern dragged Ivan away.

"Hey... Wait a minute! My door is not closed yet! ”

By the time the two of them arrived at the center of the academy, it was already crowded.

"I... Say, what are you doing here? ”

"You really don't know, today is the final of the rookie king competition!"

"What does that have to do with me?" Ivan, who had seen the eighth-level Grand Wizard, was no longer excited about this level of competition at all.

"There's someone you didn't expect!"

"Someone I know made it to the finals!?"

"Guess who!" Stern's face was mysterious.

"Well, I can't guess."

"Hey, you should be serious."

"Tell me who it is."

"It's Aebel!" As Stern's words fell, the crowd erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

"Who's this on the stage?"

"The little prince of the Peter Fresa family, he is the favorite to win the championship."

Ivan was a little speechless, the young man who appeared first was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a confident smile on his face, and he actually had a rose in his mouth, and then he bent down and came to a standard appearance etiquette, completely looking like a noble son and a beautiful man.

Little Peter Fresa threw flowers at the audience, and the crowd erupted in screams.

"These women are crazy." Stern said as he covered his ears, but it was not difficult to see that his eyes were actually full of envy and hatred.

The popularity of Abel who came out on the other side was much lower, perhaps not at all.

Ivan wasn't surprised at all, after all, from what Abel was doing now, it was clear that the lack of popularity was entirely his own reason.

A chicken nest head and dark circles that obviously didn't sleep well, and the clothes on the body also looked wrinkled, and the most important thing was that this product came to the finals with a slipper.

"Can't he pay attention to his image?"

"This—" Stern smiled wryly.

Ivan never thought that this sloppy guy who always slept in class would be able to break into the finals, which made others embarrassed.

Peter Fresa Jr. looked arrogant, he didn't look down on the opponent in front of him.

It's just that the opponent in front of him seems to be even more arrogant.

Able was still yawning, "Why don't you start yet, I'm so sleepy." ”

Little Master Peter Fresa has lived to such an age, and he has spent all his lives in pampering, and there are almost no people in the whole kingdom who do not bother with his family, which also makes him develop a character that is above the top.

At the moment, I don't know where to run out of a hillbilly to compete with him on the same stage, and what is even more annoying is that he doesn't seem to take himself seriously.

From childhood to adulthood, little Peter Fresa has probably never seen anyone more arrogant than himself except for the prince!

"Hmph, I'm afraid you don't even know who you're dealing with."

"Would you say anything to the ants in front of you?"

"Very good, I hope you can be so arrogant in the future."

This time Abel didn't speak, he just dug his nose and popped a black unidentified object at little Peter Fresa.

Little Peter Fresa trembled with anger when he saw the unknown black object on his expensive clothes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I must kill you!" ”

The admirers in the audience were also frantically denouncing Abel for being extremely ungentlemanly just now.

As a result, Ivan and Stern did not dare to openly support Able.

"Ivan, guess which of them will win?"

"Peter Fresa!"

“……”

The referee's gesture and the release of the magic missile finally opened the curtain on this game that countless people had been waiting for.

"Wind Blade!" Little Peter Fresa poured his magic power into the staff, and the blade made of wind under the cyan array was like a bamboo.

The Wind Blade is basically the fastest of the low-level magic.

Able was still as careless, not at all worried about the approaching Wind Blade, and the surrounding rocks converged with Stern's wand, and a stone shield appeared, leaving only a shallow trace on it.

"Your magic is as weak as yours." Abel scoffed.

"Soul light! You're really dead! "Master Peter Fresa is probably angry more today than he has been in the past year.

"Frost!" The air around them became cold, and frost crept up every corner of the arena.

"Ice magic is good, but it's really not worth mentioning in the face of flames." The flames clung to Abel like a cloak.

"Transfiguration Fire!"

Everyone saw that little Peter Freisa was as if he was stunned and did not react, and the ensuing flames instantly engulfed the enemy in front of them.

"Victor, Able!" With the referee's words, everyone woke up like a dream, obviously it was a close scene just now, but in the blink of an eye, little Peter Fresa was knocked to the ground.

There were no flowers or applause, and the girls were busy comforting the dejected Peter Fresa, while the boys were mostly surprised by the victorious eccentric.

Able didn't care either, and yawned, "Can I go back to sleep now?" The look of inadequacy and the tone of contempt made Peter Fresa, who was almost about to vomit blood, faint directly.

"Awesome." He beckoned to Abel as he got off the stage.

Able walked in the direction of Ivan and the others.

"Congratulations."

"I'm lucky, I'm weaker than my opponents. If you really want to congratulate me, just wait for me to win the championship of the academy competition. ”

"How dare you say that?" Stern couldn't understand where Able got so much confidence.

"That last spell?" Ivan was curious about the spell that Able unleashed at the end.

"Oh, that's my trick, I don't pass it on."

"It's actually a combination of magic built by yourself..."Stern also had to admit that this sloppy guy was at least a genius among geniuses when it came to spellcasting!

Ivan seemed to have some sense of the battle between the two just now.

It's strange that he doesn't know any magic, so how could he feel familiar when Peter Fresa released the frost spell.

"Frost!" Ivan took out the staff of the cadets issued by the academy and worked hard to build the spell, but the blue light mixed with the cold, leaving a frost everywhere he went!

Stern was stunned.

"Ivan... This... This... This..."

"Don't look at me, I don't know what's going on, I just saw Peter Fresa casting spells and I felt like I could use it too."

"But you're just perceiving the elements and haven't started learning to build spells, are you?"

"I don't really understand it, so I naturally use it."

"It's not magic at all!"

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Title: The Resurrection of the Heavenly Dao

Author: Gui Cheny

Introduction: This is the era of the revival of heaven, this is an era when the predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade; A teenager who reached the top of the world at the age of twenty, a war that lasted for tens of millions of years. Where will we end up? Will peace really come?