"Perhaps......"

Morris replied perfunctorily.

The next moment, his gaze at the projection suddenly froze slightly, and asked, "This year, when you set the rules for grabbing points, didn't you require them not to form a team?" ”

"Snatch points?" Davis replied in confusion, "This is really not the case, because we don't have any rules that can snatch points." ”

"We've discussed it a little this year, and compared to warriors, mages don't need to rush to the front of the battlefield, so it's okay to adjust the competitiveness to be weaker. Anyway, after that, a large part of those who feel that they are less competitive will accept the invitation of the freshmen of the Warrior Department to take the midterm exam of the Warrior Department. Compete or something, just let the warriors teach them. ”

Pretty a bit of a thing.......

"Then here's the problem." Morris pointed to the image above, "Can you explain to me, what's going on?" ”

Davis was slightly stunned, and raised his eyes to look in the direction of his finger.

There, three or four teenagers were gathering around Lynn, all looking eager to try.

In this regard, Davis looked confused.

After repeated confirmation, he said seriously: "There are no rules about the points that can be plundered, and I am very sure of that. ”

Morris sighed slightly: "They, probably won't write, don't think it means no." ”

"I don't like to follow the original route, I want to go my own way....... These little cubs are really worthy of the seeds of magicians. Davis sighed as well, "Looks like this kid is in trouble." ”

Troublesome?

Teacher Morris muttered in his heart.

Troublesome, maybe a little troublesome indeed.

Although in his eyes, Lynn's talent and current strength are the best among his peers, but that is only among his peers.

Anyway, he was just a freshman after all, and according to Morris's experience, the maintenance of illusion generally required an extremely large amount of magical power. As a freshman who has not been in contact with the Sea of Imaginary Numbers for a long time, the limitations of magical power make it impossible for Lynn to maintain illusion magic for a long time, and still use it in front of several people at the same time.

But......

Morris always felt.

This kid won't fall here so easily.

Letting go of his thoughts, he carefully observed the projection illusion again.

Above, several later teenagers were smiling, as if they were complacent because of their numerical superiority, thinking that they were about to win.

Lynn's face was as calm as ever, and he only muttered a few words.

And after he finished speaking, the faces of the young men suddenly became gloomy.

The next moment, they pulled out their staffs, and the glow on them swirled, brewing their own magic.

How will he respond?

Morris thought silently.

It is to confuse the other person's gaze with illusions; Or take advantage of the brief gap between them and cast their spells to defeat them in advance; Or is there something else?

It's just that Morris thought of many possibilities, but he couldn't imagine what happened next.

On the screen, the first thing to be condensed by magic is the fire element in the air. Under the mastery of the controller, those fire elementals gathered in the sky to form one. A fireball the size of a baby's head then falls vertically.

"Is it just silver-level magic?" Davis was slightly surprised.

Because in his opinion, the choice of the first magic of these freshmen will definitely be the highest gold level that he can access.

"What's wrong with silver-level magic?" Morris asked rhetorically, "The level of knowledge is never the more advanced the better, and the level is just to show that its learning difficulty and conditions are relatively high." ”

"For people themselves, the right knowledge is the best knowledge, and blindly pursuing a high level is not a good choice."

"Yes, yes, yes." Davis's words were perfunctory.

Obviously, he wasn't very interested in Morris's theories.

He was interested, perhaps, only Morris would lose to his gold coins.

He raised his eyes again to look at the magic projection, and was about to say something, but suddenly he was stunned, and his eyes widened.

"How so? How can it be?! ”

The voice, which was raised several degrees, always showed the shock in Davis's heart at this moment.

On the other hand, Morris, who has never taken his eyes off the picture, thinks that he is really a little noisy, but even he has to admit that Davis's slightly exaggerated performance now is understandable.

Because in that picture, the boy only raised his blood-colored hand slightly in the face of the flying fireball, and then.

Pinch the fireball.

Pinched and exploded.......

Exploded......

Finish.......

This operation made Davis people look stupid.

Isn't he an illusionist?

Catching fireballs with bare hands, is this something an illusionist can do?

No, no, it's not just an illusionist, it's impossible for any magician to do it!

The body of a magician is inherently weak, and if there is no blessing of defensive magic, let alone a heads-up with a warrior, even if it is a confrontation with an adult rooster, he may peck at the ground and hug his head.

But what did he see now?

A magician caught someone else's fireball with his bare hands and popped it.

Davis turned his head to look at Morris, who was also in a daze: "Isn't he a student in your class?" Aren't you a teacher in the Department of Magic? So why a student in a magic class. Will you fight like a warrior? And he's not an ordinary warrior, he's a warrior who can slap people with magic! ”

Morris opened his mouth to explain, but couldn't say a word.

Hell, how does he know why?

He taught "Basic Theory of Magic", not "Basic Cultivation of Magic", so the devil knows why he cultivated like this?

After a pause, Morris took a closer look at the image on the magic projection.

Soon, with good eyes, he noticed the abnormality.

"What is on his hand?"

Davis followed his words, and also noticed the faint red sheen on Lynn's hands.

"Hand armor in armor?" Davis frowned, "Is this the staff he picked out from the logistics warehouse...... No, if this is his staff, then what is that great sword on his back—I know it. ”

"Do you mean....... Did he bring something else in from the outside world? ”

"That's not right!" Davis vetoed his own words, "Before entering the exam room, every student is subjected to extremely strict checks. With the skills that a freshman can have, it is impossible for him to escape the detection of detection magic. Even if the family helps, it is not possible. ”

"Why the hell is that?"

"It's not a weapon, it's not a prop," Morris snapped, "it's his summon." ”