"Academic monks are the exclusive profession of the Society for the Study of the Occult, and they like to absorb those who have an excellent gift for knowledge......"

Furar Kampa had not been outstanding before, but after showing a talent for mathematics, he was accepted as a disciple of Kopal, the vice president of the Society for the Study of the Occult, and within a year he was one of the top mathematics students at King's University. ”

"Oh...... Mathematics: What does this have to do with the occult?"

Charles' minds were full of magic, potions, and alchemy, and he couldn't understand how something as boring as mathematics could be connected to the occult.

It may have been that Charles was speaking a little louder, and the students in front of him looked back, most of them looked at Charles with disdain, but it was the clean-looking Flavo Kampa who looked calm and nodded slightly to Charles.

This made Charles instantly have a good impression of this girl with a simple ponytail.

Lantel Ferrari was so quick at assessing his students that he knocked five or six students to the ground in a short time, but he also gave him an "excellent" rating. But everyone else was waiting in line for Bora Gordon, including Veronica and Floral Kompa.

"It seems that the appearance of Bora Gordon is still very deceptive, and who would know that there is a sinister heart hidden under his kind exterior. ”

Charles was not angry in his heart, and couldn't help but look forward to it, expecting Veronica in front of him to teach Bora Gordon a lesson, after all, looking at the spiritual power condensation of this group of students, she was the only one who was slightly better than Paula Gordon.

However, Charles was disappointed, and Veronica worked hard throughout the assessment, but was never able to break through Bora Gordon's defenses, and after showing good combat skills and spiritual control, she ended the assessment safely, and won the second "excellent" evaluation place.

"It's insidious!" said Charles, complaining in his heart.

Veronica was followed by Vral Compa, and Charles was interested in seeing how powerful the profession of academic monk was, but he saw that the spiritual power condensation in Vral Campa was relatively thin, and it should not be even the eighth rank, so he didn't expect this girl to teach Bora Gordon a lesson for himself.

Floral Kampa saluted Paula Gordon with a single glance, and then pulled out a short ....... from under his pale robe Walking stick.

"Cane, or Qimen weapon?"

In Charles's puzzled gaze, Vral Kampa gently shook the short cane, and Charles sensed obvious spiritual power fluctuations, and the red spiritual power molecules in the girl's body and surrounding environment quickly gathered towards the cane, and then collided with each other.

"Chirp!"

A fireball with the size of the bowl suddenly generated and smashed into Bora Gordon with a blazing temperature, and in an instant, it was in front of Bora Gordon.

"Damn, what kind of bullshit academic monk, isn't this the Master?"

Charles's pupils suddenly dilated, and he looked at the girl's small thin body in disbelief, as well as the fireball with terrifying power.

High attack and low imitation, this is obviously the standard mage form.

Bora Gordon obviously anticipated Vral Kampa's attack, and injected spiritual power into the long sword in his hand in advance, and split the fireball in the air, and the field was suddenly splashed with spiritual power.

"Chirp...... BIUBIUBIU”

The fireballs were fired at a rate of two seconds, and Bora Gordon also steadily split the incoming fireballs in turn, and then quickly rushed towards Vral Kompa.

Vral Kampa also began to regress, his cane ..... The staff kept shooting fireballs, but Charles didn't see her fast enough to fly a kite with Bora Gordon.

"Is it a melee mage?"

Charles had an idea in his heart, but he quickly rejected it, judging from the backward pace of Vral Kampa, her physical strength and agility were not outstanding, and it was obviously not the way to double the cultivation of combat methods.

As Charles had expected, Bora Gordon slashed with his sword and fast-forwarded with determination, approaching Vral Kampa step by step, exerting pressure on Vral Kampa with ease.

At this time, many people had come to watch, and many of them sweated for the clean and simple Vral Kampa, but Charles noticed that the girl was not panicked, and secretly wondered if she had some backhand.

Bora Gordon should also feel that it was almost the same, if the assessment time dragged on too long but did not win the students, it might have an impact on the prestige of his new teacher, so he suddenly stopped slashing the fireball with a sword, but quickly rushed over, the long sword in his hand blocked vertically, and approached Vral Kampa with a hard momentum, and in the blink of an eye, he approached a dangerous distance of five or six meters.

Fural Kampa was not flustered, his staff shook slightly, and he whispered in his mouth: "Kracam..... Beerha..... Wardgill ......"

In Charles's spiritual vision, a wave of spiritual power that was completely different from just now suddenly appeared, and the girl's thin body suddenly floated into the air lightly, crossed a graceful arc, and fell thirty meters behind Bora Gordon.

“biubiubiubiu”

Small fireballs began to strafe again.

"Spirit Language, that's the Floating Spirit Language, how can she ......."

"Oh my God, what rank is she? Sixth rank? What are you kidding?"

"Stupid, that Charr can recite spiritual words, how can the personal disciple of His Excellency Kopal not be a genius?"

"Sure enough, hehehe!"

Charles outside the crowd smiled, hugged his arms and began to watch this unique assessment, the brave and steady warrior and the full-fledged mage collided together, the scene was quite exciting.

Bora Gordon finally showed his true strength of the eighth rank, and the combination of strong defense and steady slashing sword skills was like a tank, rumbling towards the seemingly weak but actually fierce female academic monk.

And Vral Kampa kept reciting that spiritual word, and her body floated and slipped up and down, pulling out a series of elegant arcs, which caused many students to cheer for her loudly.

"Charles, do you think this Floral Kampa will win?" Fani unconsciously sided with the female mage, but she couldn't understand the duel between the transcendents, so she asked Charles with some concern.

Charles shook his head, "This fireball technique must be very spiritually draining, and in the end, it's hard to say whether she is a match for a veteran warrior like Bora Gordon." ”

"How come? Look at Vrard's body, how beautiful and easy it is......" Fani's eyes lit up as she looked at the female mage who was jumping and falling, constantly slicing through the air, and always felt that she was in complete control of the situation.

Charles looked up and saw Vral Kampa's pale robe dancing in the air.

Merely....... Charles was not optimistic about this female mage, because since she began to use the spirit language to keep jumping and floating in the air, the spiritual power in her body began to be rapidly depleted, and the others on the scene could not see this situation, but Charles could see it clearly.

"I really want to be like her, flying around freely......"

Fani has already turned into a little fan sister of the Faye, looking at Vral's elegant figure, her face is full of envy.

Before he could finish speaking, Vral Kampa's light figure suddenly froze, and he did not complete a series of leaps to dodge.

Her spiritual chanting suddenly failed.

"Alas, parroting is parroting, you can't learn the essence of Chinese, you see...... Angry, huh?"

Charles, who was watching the battle, shook his head lightly, secretly saying that it was a pity.