The competition continued, and as time went on, more and more students were eliminated, and it was mostly the fifth and sixth graders who won again and again.

At Reochs Academy, Year 3 is a watershed moment of strength, while Year 5 is another.

In the third grade, because the students have already learned about magic, the curriculum is half more than that of the first and second grades, and the knowledge that these students can learn is not comparable to that of magic in the lower grades.

By the fifth grade, the mastery of magic is secondary, and the main thing is the acquisition of combat experience, and the simulated battles between extracurricular students that will only exist in the fifth grade allow the senior students to understand the true meaning of magic more clearly.

Older students don't pursue flashy magic, and they don't waste magic by using magic needlessly, although they have mastered high-level magic, but most of the magic they usually use to deal with their opponents is low-cost magic, and this alone is not more understandable to junior students.

Although there is only one school year apart, the gap between fourth and fifth graders is much larger than that between third and second grades, and conversely, the gap between fifth and sixth graders is not so far.

For example, in this competition, the fourth-year students may lose to the third-year students, but they are basically undefeated when dealing with the second-year students, and similarly, the sixth-grade critical graduates may also lose to the fifth-grade students, but they will definitely not lose to other junior students, which can be said to be the law of Reochs Academy for hundreds of decades.

Of course, this does not include certain students who are exceptionally gifted.

“...... Match 25 of the fourth round of the group stage in Race 4 is over, and the winner, Bert Chidel, a Year 6 student from our school! Thank you to Kiddel for a wonderful game! At the end of Match 3, the following winners are invited to gather in Race 3 after hearing the roll call: Gary Elsie, Bonita Lancier, and Celeste Wade from Year 5, Brian Alvi, Fabian Wick, and Tabithar Bernice from Year 6...... Second-year student Scott Ogier...... Thandy Wareham, Edie, Clift, a fifth-grader at Thelonia College, ......

“...... In the 23rd match of the fourth round of the group stage in Arena 3, Klemi Brody, a 6th grader from our school, and Cliff Bellas, a 6th grader from Salonia, are invited to come to Arena 4 as soon as they hear about it......

“...... In the nineteenth match of the fourth round of the group stage in Arena 2, Harry Bryce, a fifth-grade student, and Sadie Batcheld, a sixth-grader from Salonia, asked the two participating students to come to Arena 2 immediately after hearing this......

There was almost no surprise, except for Jiang Zhe, Lavia, and Scott, who had not yet done the last game, Allen was eligible to advance to the finals as a second-year student, and the third-year students were even more miserable, basically had no power to fight back when they met the senior seniors, and they were eliminated one after another.

So, in the realm of magic, sometimes talent is more important than sweat!

Hmm, although Allen's battle actually has little to do with magic in the final analysis...... "Do you hear that, guys!" When he heard the professor of the fourth arena read out the list of shortlisted students one by one, Allen tugged at Jiang Zhe's sleeve with excitement on his face, ignoring the strange gazes of the nearby students.

Why the weird gaze?

Have you ever seen an apprentice magician go to a tournament with an iron glove? Have you ever seen a sophomore who can smash a rock with a single punch?

Allen, who has gone through four rounds of group competitions, is now famous among the students of Reochs Academy, and basically everyone knows this knight in the skin of a magician, and he is also a heavily armored knight...... Especially some aristocratic students in the fifth and sixth grades, they hate this kid from the richest city, even more hateful, even if he has a lot of strength, he still refines the strengthening magic, damn it, can the weak body of the magician be compared to the rock? and still wearing an armor with high magic resistance, the son of a nouveau riche in the countryside, really damn it!

Perhaps this is the inner feeling of most of the aristocratic students who were unfortunate enough to be knocked unconscious by Allen with his fist.

As for why it was a noble student, hehe, at least those senior civilian students didn't show much resentment after losing to this junior, especially after learning that Allen's father's earl title was bought with gold coins...... In fact, when the competition reached the fourth round, whether it was the participating students or the onlookers, their conflicts were mainly concentrated in the two aspects of commoners and nobles, empire and Salonia, and the grade was actually no longer important.

The sixth-year civilian student will not be depressed by losing to the fifth-year civilian student, on the contrary, he will cheer for the guy who defeated him, but if he loses to the Salonian student, or even the noble student, then it will be difficult for you to see the slightest smile on his face, and this is also true among the noble students.

"Alright, let's go to the No. 4 arena! the professor may leave you out if it's too late!" Scott was much calmer about Allen's excitement, and of course, this also had to do with the fact that he hadn't made it to the No. 3 arena yet.

"Hey, that's not going to work!" Shrugging his shoulders, Alan smiled and waved his hand, and said jokingly to everyone, "So, you guys come on, I'll go first!"

"Humph!"

As Alan walked to the No. 4 arena in high spirits, he was greeted by senior civilian students, joking, encouraging, or reminding, while the aristocratic students would only snort coldly.

Jiang Zhe has seen this phenomenon many times, just like Scott, when this aristocratic student from an ancient family in the northeast of the empire wins, it is often the students from the same aristocratic background who will applaud and applaud, while the commoner students are mostly mocking.

It's also a little more special for Lavia, although she is the same noble, but because she is a girl, and her appearance and strength have won the affirmation of most people, she is not annoying, so there will be some civilian students who applaud her.

Of course, if she's a boy, that's a different story.

As for Jiang Zhe...... Needless to say, the complete civilian class, when he won the third round of the group competition, those civilian students who were originally watching the show had already faintly discovered that this junior did not seem to be as inconspicuous as he looked, and naturally, in line with their hostility to the aristocratic students, the commoner seniors had already regarded Jiang Zhe as their own side, and it was pure, unlike Allen, who was only supported by the civilian students because of his humor and kindness, and in the final analysis, he belonged to the merchant class.

In fact, the combination of Jiang Zhe and these people made many of Ruiox's students a little puzzled, they couldn't understand that students in the three classes of nobles, merchants, and commoners could get along harmoniously, not to mention Lavia, who was born in a terrifying background.

The nobles have a circle of nobles, and the commoners have a circle of commoners, which can be said to be the tradition of the Reox Academy, but in Jiang Zhe's opinion, this classification is not worth mentioning at all.

Yes, it doesn't make the slightest sense!

Does the communication of people depend on the identity of the other party, or on the surnames of the two to get along? At least Jiang Zhe chooses the latter!

The word friend is very pure, what bloodline, what identity, there is no need to consider at all, and if you consider that, then the word friend will become tasteless, at best it can only be regarded as a combination of interest trends.

“...... In the twenty-third game of the fourth round of the No. 1 field, the second-year student Soss ......" The college professor who served as the referee shouted loudly in the No. 1 field.

Pushing his glasses, Scott chuckled and said, "It's finally your turn, South! We can't afford to lose here, or we might say something Allen!"

Smiling slightly, Jiang Zhe said in a low voice, "Alan is probably laughing proudly, because he doesn't have to meet us in the game......"

"Hmm," Scott frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "If you take his last name...... Hmph! It should be enough for him to be proud for a while......"

"Heh!" With a faint smile, Jiang Zhe was about to turn around and walk towards the arena when he suddenly heard a whisper.

"Lost...... Don't come back!"

Looking at Lavia looking at him expressionlessly, Jiang Zhe said with a wry smile, "Hey, you come here every time you compete?

Seeing Lavia's expression stunned, she then bit her lip and whispered, "I...... Won't lose, so ......"

"So?"

"So...... If you lose, I'll ......."

"Kill me, right?" Jiang Zhe looked strange, although he knew that with Lavia's surname, he would basically not say those words of encouragement.

However, as he was about to pass by Lavia, he unexpectedly heard a faint gentle word.

"Don't lose ......"

“...... Ahh

At the same time, the referee professor of the No. 1 field repeated again and again.

“...... In the 23rd match of the fourth round of the 1st field, the 2nd year student of our school, Soth, and the 2nd year student of our school, Vincent Flores, asked the two participating students to come to the 1st field immediately......"

“...... Soth students? Soth students, second-year students, immediately came to the No. 1 arena after hearing this......"

After the referee professor shouted three times, he still didn't see Jiang Zhe, which made the students watching the game outside the stadium talk about it.

"Soth, the lucky imp?"

"yes, the first time I met a fourth-grader who can only curse, and the second time I met a third-year student who had an enchantment class, this guy is too lucky, right?"

"Good luck? That bastard said that? If he was lucky, would he be able to defeat the opponent in the third game?

"That can only prove the uselessness of your civilians here, the fourth-grade student, he can't even beat a second-grade kid, he casts a high-consumption fire dragon technique as soon as he makes a move, and finally loses because of the depletion of magic power, isn't that guy stupid?!"

"You bastard!"

"Stop arguing! What about the boy named Soth? Why hasn't he come yet?"

"It's not going to be a waiver, right? Although he is also in the second year, his opponent is a second-year honor student, and he is not the kind of fool who can compare with a zero score in the ancient magic history assessment!"

"Vincent Flores, Flores' family, I heard that his father is very important now......"

"Hmm...... Was that Vincent Flores the student who got perfect marks in all his classes in his first year? I've heard professors talk about ......."

"Isn't it just a few? What's the big deal?"

After waiting for two minutes, the professor standing on the field frowned, looked a little impatient, raised his hand and was about to speak, as if thinking of something, slowly put his hand down, and repeated the schedule again loudly.

"I'm sorry, Professor!" In a hurry, Jiang Zhe finally rushed to the No. 1 arena when the referee professor repeated it for the fourth time.

"Sure enough, it's you kid," the referee shook his head speechlessly, approached Jiang Zhe and whispered, "If it weren't for the fact that I had a good influence on you in the first game, I would have abstained a long time ago, pay attention next time, come over as soon as you hear it, you know?"

"Got it, thank you, Professor!"

"Hmm......"

"Is there a next time?" said a faint mockery.

As soon as Jiang Zhe looked up, he realized that his opponent this time was actually the guy who had clashed with himself and Allen when he signed up, Vincent Flores.

Facing the other party's ridicule, Jiang Zhe didn't care and said, "It's hard to say!"

"Hmph, is it?" Vincent smiled faintly, and then performed a courtesy very unexpectedly to Jiang Zhe, and then looked at Jiang Zhe's puzzled eyes and said coldly, "Civilians are civilians...... I don't know what politeness is!"

Looking at the contempt in the other party's eyes, Jiang Zhe frowned, and also saluted according to the other party's appearance, but he didn't expect the other party to laugh.

This undoubtedly made Jiang Zhe a little baffled.

However, the ridicule around him made him understand why.

"Hey, that little imp named Soth, is this etiquette worthy of you?"

"Civilians are civilians!"

"Haha, hurry up and get defeated, and then roll back to the countryside with your tail between your legs!"

"What do you bastards say?"

"Isn't it just an inexplicable courtesy? Thos, defeat that bastard across from you!

"What did you bastard just say?!"

"I said you're stupid, like that?"

"Stupid commoners, do you want to challenge the dignity of the nobility?"

"Don't use these to scare us, what kind of aristocratic dignity, these juniors who bully and bully the junior students, don't think that your father is proud of being a marquis, and you don't have to salute when you see me in the future?"

"Hmph, you think you're qualified to be a royal magician, no kidding!"

Suddenly, the entire No. 1 arena was like a pot of boiling water, and sparks called hostility emerged between the aristocratic students and the commoner students.

"Shut up!" The referee professor obviously didn't want to embarrass the face of Reochs Academy in front of the students of Salonia, and shouted angrily, "Let me hear another nonsense that has nothing to do with the competition, and I will deduct ten year-end points for each of you in the name of disrupting the competition!"

Under the threat of the referee professor to evaluate the score at the end of the year, the hot atmosphere gradually calmed down, after all, no one wanted to be severely punished for this incident, but this calm seemed extremely depressing...... "Vincent, teach that civilian boy a good lesson!"

"It's Soth who taught that bastard a lesson, right! Come on, Soth, we've got your back!"

"Down with that civilian boy! You're welcome, Vincent!"

"Greet your opponent with a fireball, Soth!"

The match between Jiang Zhe and Vincent has not yet begun, but the atmosphere in the audience is far more intense than on the stage.

"Humph......"

Looking at the smile on the corner of the opponent's mouth in front of him, Jiang Zhe said lightly, "Isn't it funny?"

"Of course," said Vincent, patting the dust off his shoulder with his hand, and mockingly, "there is nothing more ridiculous than a commoner's aristocratic manners......

"I hope you have the last laugh!"

"What do you mean?" Frowning at Jiang Zhe, Vincent said contemptuously, "You don't naively think that I will lose to you, do you......?

"It's really different, at least there's more crap than they do!"

"Tsk, damn it, I hope you're stronger than your mouth......"

At the same time, the No. 1 arena was in the corner.

"Stupid ......" pushed his glasses, and Scott whispered, "Provoking your opponent is indeed a winning strategy, but it doesn't work for everyone, and some people are calmer when they get angry...... You've miscalculated, Vincent, and although you don't appear very often, when Soth is angry, it's terrifying......"

At the same time, the number four arena.

"Hmm, is anyone trying to provoke Soth?" Tilting his head in the direction of Arena 1, Alan said to himself with a grin, "I wonder what idiot is so unsure of life and death...... It's a good show!"

At the same time, not far from Arena 1.

"Are you going to start?" Eddie said in a deep voice as he looked at the arena with a solemn expression, "If my feelings are not wrong, that second-year imp named Vincent is not bad, but...... The guy across from him was even more terrifying, he was able to win every game with just fireballs...... Is it true that he only has this one magic, or is it ...... Here we go!"

On the No. 1 stage of the "Second Match of the Fourth Round of the Group Stage...... the referee professor looked at Jiang Zhe and then at Vincent, raised his hand and shouted, "Let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Vincent, who was chanting a spell, wave his right hand, and three clouds of smoke appeared in front of him, and before the smoke dissipated, three fanged windfanged wolves suddenly burst out of the smoke, and in the next second, a fireball exploded on one of the windfangs wolves, scattering the flames, causing a burst of discussion among the students watching the battle.

"How...... What's going on?"

"Oh my God......"

"Summoning three contract beasts at the same time in such a short period of time, that guy named Vincent is very powerful, but that fireball ......"

"It's so fast...... Eddie said in surprise, "It's fast, it's not less powerful...... No, since it can kill a Tempest-Toothed Wolf in an instant, the power of this fireball ...... That little imp named Soth has mastered compression!"

"Compression elemental? impossible!" Geller shook his head despite his surprise at the battle, "I know that compression is a skill that fire mages must learn, but I don't believe that imp has already mastered it!"

"Then how do you explain the vanished Wind Tooth Wolf?" Holding the monocle on the bridge of his nose, Gert said expressionlessly, "The Wind Tooth Wolf is a second-level demonic beast of the Wind genus, although the level is very ordinary, but it is usually impossible to kill it in an instant with a fireball!"

Not to mention the others, even Vincent felt a little incredible.

"Spike?"

How can it be?!

Looking at Jiang Zhe, who was only holding one hand, Vincent's eyes gradually became vigilant.

It's not because the opponent's fireball technique can kill their own contract beast in seconds, but because of the speed of that fireball technique...... Although I can feel the fluctuations of the other party's magic, I ...... Too fast, right? Does that kid only have two seconds to cast a fireball?

"Tsk!" Using his mental power to control the remaining two Wind Tooth Wolves running around Jiang Zhe on the stage, Vincent sneered and said, "Is this what you are best at?" The power is not bad, hum! But don't be complacent, you were just careless just now, if it were in normal times, your fireball would not be able to catch up with the agile Wind Tooth Wolf at all......" Speaking of this, his words came to an abrupt end, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a look called incredibly.

I saw two fiery red whirlpools appear in front of Jiang Zhe almost at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, two steaming fireballs struck both sides without stopping, and then only heard a bang, and there was no other creature on the field except Jiang Zhe and Vincent...... Looking at the shocked Vincent, Jiang Zhe said lightly, "What did you just say?"

"Double casting?" Eddie, who was watching the battle, couldn't believe his eyes, although it was only two second-level fireball techniques, but don't forget, those two wind-toothed wolves were running fast on the stage, to control two fireballs at the same time in this situation, and hit the target accurately, this control alone is not something that a second-year student can achieve.

"That kid...... Very strong!"

Glancing at Eddie, Geller, who had always disagreed with him, was silent this time.

Compared to them, the students around Field 1 were even more talking.

"Oh my God, it's unbelievable, this little ghost is ......"

"I'll just say that the kid named Soth is not ordinary, hahaha, Soth, come on! Down with that pretending bastard nobleman on the other side!"

"Damn!"

"......" looked at the opponent standing not far away, and the voices coming from all around the arena, Vincent only felt a burning on his face.

Lose? Lose to civilians? Ridiculous!

With a cold snort, Vincent took out a delicately crafted magic wand from his magic robe, and the handle of the magic wand was inlaid with four blue and yellow gems.

"Despicable, with a magic wand! Damn, it's also inlaid with lazurite and earthy yellow stone, bastard!"

"Stupid civilians, props are part of the battle, too! That imp named Thoss can also use a magic wand, ah, but I don't think that kind of guy can afford any magic props, hahaha, Vincent, teach that imp a good lesson!"

"Abominable ......"

"It's just a fireball technique...... "Glancing at Jiang Zhe coldly, Vincent waved his magic wand a few times in his right hand, then recited a spell and said fiercely, "Rude civilian, I'll see how long you can last!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a large cloud of smoke appeared in front of him, and as the smoke gradually dispersed, one, two, three...... He summoned seven Tempest Tooth Wolves at the same time.

But when he raised his head and was about to control the wind tooth wolf to attack the opponent, he was shocked to find that seven fiery red vortices appeared around the opponent at the same time, and in just a second, seven fireballs of the same size appeared on the stage in the eyes of everyone who couldn't believe it.

Looking at the other party's almost dull eyes, Jiang Zhe raised his right hand and said lightly, "As I said, I'm the best at ...... Fireball!"

"Smack!"

(To be continued)