The freshman competition of Chongyun Magic Academy has started, and the lively scene of the freshman competition is far beyond Luo Miao's imagination, only on the first day, the seven huge competition venues were almost crowded by the influx of students.

On the first day, the number of twenty-three dual-line mages among the freshmen of this class (since Zhao Guangguang was removed from Chongyun Academy, the exact number should be twenty-two) that Luo Miao originally learned through an academy post had already become thirty-seven.

Before, Luo Miao thought that there must be many people like him who had hidden strength among the freshmen, and this freshman competition finally let him see how many Crouching Tigers, Hidden Dragons there were among the freshmen.

Thirty-seven dual-system mages, this is only the first day, and considering some people who have not yet revealed their true strength due to the unequal strength of their opponents, Luo Miao feels that this number may double several times in the next time.

At present, there are only three second-order mages who have received Luo Miao's attention, and Bai Yu, An Xin'er, An Zhe and other people Luo Miao knows are not included - the freshman competition will be even more lively in the future.

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One of the seven test venues.

At this point, it was the end of the day's classes, and it was close to dusk in the afternoon.

As long as you are confident and are not afraid that the delayed course will affect the results of the final assessment, you can completely ignore the many subjects and concentrate on the competition.

Unfortunately, most people don't have the confidence and courage to do so, so the afternoon after the day is the end of the day.

Sitting in the noisy audience, Luo Miao held his chin and watched the battle below - he had been sitting in this competition hall for several hours, and his neck was a little sore.

Luo Miao's whole intention in watching the game is not just to watch the game, he is gathering intelligence, and he is not in a hurry to compete for points now.

There are not enough players in the freshman tournament who are out of the field, so it is safest to observe the situation and gather information about the opponent.

Before all the powerful competitors appeared, he rashly revealed his strength and was easy to be targeted by his opponents, and he focused on Bai Yu, An An'er, An Zhe, and at least second-order mages such as Chen Huan from Bai Yu's mouth—just like him, they were waiting quietly.

If you don't end the game, the opponent is more or less unpredictable, which can greatly reduce the possibility of being challenged.

Those who are impatient to challenge at the beginning of the tournament are either extremely confident in their own strength or have no plan, which may not have an impact, but has a greater chance of having an impact in future matches.

This impact may be the result of being targeted by various opponents, so we can't rush it for the time being, anyway, the selection tournament will last at least a month and a half, which is long enough.

The battle in the arena of the competition ended quickly, and the winning side was the contestant who had mastered a decisive magic skill - similar to this kind of winning game, Luo Miao had seen no less than ten games in a day, and in the same level (especially the rookie mage who had just stepped into the first order), the side that mastered more magic skills or had more actual combat experience would have a greater advantage.

Although Chongyun Academy would add at least one magic skill of the same level to the cultivation resources issued to students every semester, it was too much to rely on these academies to give magic skills alone, and at this time, financial resources became the decisive factor.

It is not excluded that there are also some geniuses who can defeat opponents who master multiple magic skills with a few magic skills, but this is only a few after all.

The competition that just ended is as uninteresting as the competition during the beginning of the tryouts, and there are no real people who have the real material yet.

After a few minutes of waiting, the next pre-scheduled match soon began.

The tryouts are packed with a tight schedule, which is the result of a large number of competitors challenging their already chosen opponents every day.

The players of this match entered the arena from the entrances on both sides of the ring, and Luo Miao's eyes fell on a smiling young man in the ring below.

The game began under the slogan of the academy teacher who served as the referee.

The young man who was followed by Luo Miao instantly had a magic spell at the moment when the game began!

Ignited from between his fingers, the flames that flew around him quickly turned into a sea of fire in the blink of an eye, rushing towards his opponent who had not yet reacted.

When the opponent's pupils have already reflected the sea of fire and can feel the heat wave coming to his face, the referee shot to disperse this sea of fire, and at the same time raised his hand to determine the victory:

"Winner, Jiang Yan!"

The young man's opponent was still stunned as the crowd cheered, the match had ended so quickly, it only took a second, and he didn't react until the end of the day, and the flames that had just devoured him had almost reached him.

Luo Miao's gaze fell on the young Jiang Yan, who had just stood in the ring and walked down.

This young man named Jiang Yan won all the matches in three days with one hit, and from the beginning to the end of the game was only one hit! Moreover, the time interval between this person's challenges was too short, and he overturned 24 people in three days! At present, he ranks first in points.

If Luo Miao is a steady type who plans first and then moves, then Jiang Yan is the type who fights all the way through bravely, as for dealing with the strong enemy who ends up behind, Jiang Yan doesn't know if he can solve Luo Miao neatly like this.

But for now, this young man doesn't need to think about it so much for the time being, just rely on his strength to crush the past.

Luo Miao, whose eyes fell on Jiang Yan, did not slowly retract his gaze until Jiang Yan walked into the blind spot of his sight - Jiang Yan, who had an amazing record, was a focus he had since the beginning of the trials, and as for the other contestants whose points were ranked below Jiang Yan, they had not yet shown such strength or second-order strength as Jiang Yan, so they were not on Luo Miao's attention list.

At present, there are six and a half opponents that he is not sure that he can win - Bai Yu, An Zhe, Chen Huan, and the three second-order mages who have appeared in the selection tournament so far, and the last half is this Jiang Yan.

Half is only the current algorithm, if Jiang Yan shows the strength above the second order, then it will be officially promoted to an integer.

As for Anxin'er...... She doesn't count this, Luo Miao is sure that her current self can't win against her.

Thinking of this, Luo Miao rubbed her eyebrows: I hope that my luck will not be so bad when I enter the knockout round, and he only has a win rate of a few tenths against Shang An'er.

Luo Miao had been sitting in the competition hall for a long time, after Jiang Yan's game, he got up and was about to leave, and when he was walking on the path leading to the exit passage, the young man who seemed to pass by blocked his steps, Luo Miao didn't care about it, and was about to turn sideways to go around.

But this young man followed and stopped Luo Miao again.

Luo Miao reacted that this young man was deliberately blocking him, and he looked up at this tall young man with a puzzled look.

The young man cracked a smile from the corner of his mouth: "Hello, my name is Chen Huan." ”

“？！”

Luo Miao, who was startled in his heart, subconsciously wanted to take a half step back, but this action was suppressed by Luo Miao, he maintained a flat and puzzled expression on his face, but shouted in his heart: No!

Chen Wei, who was staring at Luo Miao's expression closely, saw a little change in his eyes, he suppressed his smile slightly, and turned into a smile: "Judging from this change in your eyes, it seems that you heard my name from someone's mouth." ”

Luo Miao sighed secretly in his heart, he was still not skilled enough to control his facial expression.

"Well, do you want me to do anything?" Luo Miao scratched her cheek, revealing a look of ignorance.

Chen Wei seemed to see through Luo Miao's slightly clumsy disguise, and he laughed: "It seems that you have some misunderstanding about me, don't be nervous, I just came over to say hello, I know what the outside world thinks of me, those who just don't like me, or those who are rivals with my family, are aggravating and distorting rumors, and worsening my image." ”

Just slander?

Looking at Chen Miao's slightly sharp gaze, Luo Miao didn't believe his words very much.

Seeing that Luo Miao was still wary of him, Chen Miao didn't say anything, he turned around and waved his hand away: "It's really just to come over and say hello to you, but if I have the chance, I still want to compete with the competition." ”

Is it really still for a fight? Luo Miao sighed.

However, after a few words, Chen Miao's performance was not as unreasonable and domineering as Luo Miao had imagined before, and it was still quite acceptable; of course, it could not be ruled out that Chen Miao's pretense to make Luo Miao relax his vigilance - what Bai Yu said made him very vigilant.

......

Yin Shan woke up from a headache that hadn't subsided, and he found himself locked in a cramped space that looked like a wooden cabinet.

Yin Shan, who could only bend his body in this narrow space, looked up, and the top was a sealed wooden plank, and a groove was dug in the center of the wooden board to place a dimly lit white lamp, and the white light was separated from Yin Shan by a piece of glass embedded in the wooden board.

Yin Shan held on to the wooden wall of the wood and pushed hard against the plank above the top.

One, two, three, four...... Twenty-one.

It didn't work, the board was sealed quite firmly, and there was no sign of loosening at all under so many blows.

Yin Shan, whose forehead began to sweat, stopped this useless movement, panting heavily to adjust his breathing that had become chaotic.

It was very stuffy in this closed space, and Yin Shan, whose cheeks began to sweat, realized a serious problem, and he began to look for any small hole, a crevice in this narrow space - if this space was really completely sealed, then the air in it would not supply him for long.

Yin Shan, who was forced to start inspecting the space, soon found a piece of glass embedded in the wooden wall, and a red dot lit up behind the glass, and it was because of this red dot that Yin Shan quickly noticed this place.