Merlin was also a little overwhelmed for a moment, and the experience of what he had said before was in stark contrast to his current situation. The surrounding children and the female teacher stared at him without saying a word, and for a moment it was as if countless invisible needles pierced Merlin's body.

"This classmate, don't be nervous, please try again." The female teacher rubbed her temples, she had also seen that this child was at the level of three magic patterns, and it was impossible not to release a little magic. She believed that as long as the child spoke out carefully, he would always be able to release something.

"Hmm." Merlin nodded slightly, then stretched out his hand to continue chanting the demon that the teacher had said earlier:

[In my name]

【Flame of the Heart!】 】

But nothing happened. The teacher was surprised at first, but then a little disappointed in her eyes, after all, her job was to record the students' grades, not to teach the students how to release magic on the spot.

The children around them looked at each other equally, but they didn't get to know each other yet, they were silent, and there were occasional sneers of disdain, but the sound was always sporadic and sporadic in the past. Merlin's face was swollen red, and a few bluish-purple stars jumped out of his eyes. Inside the small body, Nightmare Merlin spoke slowly and leisurely: "Marquez, pay attention to the flow of magic in your body, and don't think about such things that are of little use to you here. Calm down and use the Magic Eye to feel the flow of magic in space. ”

"This classmate, you still have one last chance." The female teacher didn't plan to delay any longer, so she simply said.

Merlin didn't speak, his eyes stared quietly at the target not far away, his vision gradually squeezed into large chunks of blue-purple shadows, and in just three or four seconds, his pupils had turned into a deep blue-purple. In his eyes, the torrent of blue-purple shadows was the magic of the flowing space, and if he wanted to defeat the small wooden target in front of him, he only needed to gently flick the bits and pieces of it......

Merlin's cuffs bulged suddenly, and he could only see countless spots of lilac magic light slowly lingering in his palms. The children around him looked confused, but the female teacher's face became extremely wonderful, as if there was an illusion that her eyebrows were about to separate from her forehead. The magical luster of Merlin's fingertips became more and more intense, and it seemed that several gusts of wind were blowing between the robes, constantly supporting Merlin's thin robes.

He opened his hands, took a deep breath, and the palm of his right hand struck the palm of his left hand hard, and the crisp "pop" shook away, and the invisible waves swayed the magic trickle in the space, like a lurking wolf, quietly rushing towards the target in front of him!

Click!

It seemed that an illusory hand suddenly closed from both sides of the target, and in an instant, this piece of wooden target was squeezed into a thin piece of "wooden paper". This is not over, dense cracks quickly appeared on this thin plank, and it collapsed into small pieces of wood chips, which could not be broken anymore.

The crowd was silent, and no one was surprised except the teacher, who felt a sense of fear. If this kid had used the trick he had just used on himself, he probably wouldn't have lived to see today's sunset. But the next part is to let them fight each other to decide a winner, which is simply unfair!

In the eyes of this female teacher, this child can actually cast spells without magic, which shows that he is born with a strong adaptability to magic power, which is a rare good material. She drew a red circle on "Marin" heavily, and put a five-pointed star and an emphasis added. Although he couldn't release magic according to the basic principles of the demon, this method was obviously much more efficient than the magic, and he didn't even need to use the magic power to engrave the magic pattern of a specific attribute in his body in advance. To put it more specifically, this boy is actually using the magic in his body to induce the magic in the space to crush the wooden target, which is really a simple but effective method......

The red circle represents the so-called "special care", and at any stage, children who receive "special care" will definitely have extra points in the results of the test, which will always be beneficial to their admission and placement. For example, Alan Vansweld used his superb magic skills to release flames the size of the wheels of a carriage, and even destroyed the surrounding wooden targets, which also required special attention from the teacher.

"Next, I will distribute the number plate to you, and decide the next one-on-one combat training according to the form of the draw," the female teacher straightened her glasses, "There will naturally be a teleportation technique on the number plate, and once irreversible damage is detected, you will be automatically sent out of the training ground." ”

The female teacher took out a black slender magic wand from her arms, pointed back, and a black cardboard box floated slowly where she pointed, the top was opened, and everyone needed to draw a number plate from it, the front and back of the number plate were black and white, and the black and white would show the reverse number, the white number indicated their number, and the black number was the number of the opponent. The people in the number box are all in the same group, and each person has to compete against the others a total of five times, and finally the final score is determined based on the average performance.

Merlin is number seven, he looked at the reverse side of the number plate, the number is not fixed, but will keep flashing, he has to play with number one, four, six, nine, ten. He looked around and saw that everyone else was staring at him as if they were looking at monsters, probably seeing how he had behaved before, and no one was going to fight him.

The Imperial Capital Central Academy of Magic has the largest number and best quality training grounds in the country, which is fully capable of providing everyone to play on stage at the same time, and every five training grounds will have a teacher responsible for scoring. The female teacher was very interested in Merlin, so she specially applied for a training ground to watch Merlin fight.

"Marquez, do you need me to play at this point?" Nightmare Merlin slowly floated in the soul space, and the black and white flowers had spread out rapidly from the original small patch, and even Merlin's soul perception could not be seen at once.

Márquez was rather speechless and said, "Probably not." What the hell do you think of me? ”

"Then don't be stupid, you were so nervous that you didn't even know how to use magic." Merlin said mercilessly, "You can even slap someone down, magic is used to kill, this kind of play is completely boring." ”

"Humans are not nightmares."

Merlin showed no mercy: "Humans are more terrible than nightmares, and there are no creatures more terrible than humans." Silverfish under the corpse of a group of gods. ”

The boy opposite Merlin trembled, and at first glance he was frightened by the previous scene, but in order to go to school, he resolutely stood on this stage and participated in this battle that was probably lost.

"How the hell did you break that wooden target?" Before the battle began, the boy cautiously probed.

Merlin clapped his hand as before, "I just broke him." This frightened the boy on the other side, and his lips trembled.

"If you kill me, you won't be able to get into this school!" The boy furrowed his brow, as if threatening Merlin, but the effectiveness of this threat was debatable. Before the boy could turn around, the teacher behind him said that the battle had begun.

Merlin amusedly watched as the boy blushed as he seemed to be trying to dig something deep in his brain, and he stomped his foot slightly, and a handful of green vines sprang out of the ground. The boy was stunned for a moment, and his mouth muttered a long list of magic words of unknown meaning:

【God of Fire...... Help me...... Take me the Akmund family ......]

【Fire Elemental...... Burn the enemy in front of you to the slag ......]

But he held back all his strength to chant the demon, and only a small glittering fireball lit up in his hand, which was probably all he could reach. He sideways to avoid the vines slowly approaching him, and pointed vaguely in Merlin's direction, the fireball in his hand sliding towards Merlin's face.

But Merlin only turned sideways, and the fireball was so small that he dodged it at once. The boy held his right wrist, sweating profusely, the fingers of his right hand were firmly dead, and under his manipulation, a small fireball circled around Merlin, and then flew above his head and fell from above!

Before the boy could make any further moves, Merlin waved his hand vigorously, and a strong scent of grass suddenly erupted from the ground, and a large solid hand composed of vines rose from the ground, directly pressing the other party to the ground.

"How could it be ......" The boy struggled hard, even if he was trapped, he had to continue the next fight, for him, the battle was not over yet! The flames in his eyes were burning, the magic patterns gradually stretched from his fingers, and the fireball that fell from Merlin's head suddenly swelled for a few minutes, and the speed of falling downwards was even faster! Merlin looked up, the reflection of the fireball spreading rapidly across his eyes.

The boy saw the fireball hit Merlin's head and exploded, a wave of heat sweeping across the ground, causing some of the surrounding vines to dry up and curl up, and black smoke rising from the place of the explosion, all of which seemed to have succeeded. He let out a long exhale, a nirvana he'd been practicing for months, and his family told him that his move would surely beat most people.

However, the boy twisted his neck and tried to move his shoulders again, only to find that he was still firmly bound in place, unable to move!

"It hurts." This sentence was like a sharp sword shooting out smoke, and the boy's heart skipped a beat.

How can it be! How the hell could he hold this fireball!

What shocked him even more was that Merlin's voice didn't have any waves compared to before! Merlin quickly walked out of the smoke, his body was so white that it didn't look like it had been blown up by a fireball, and his two blue-purple pupils were like shining glass balls, and at this moment, it looked very strange in the boy's eyes! Merlin raised his hand, and more than a dozen thick vines burst on the ground, wrapping the boy tightly.

"How the hell did you do it! How can it be! The boy struggled, but he also knew that it would not help, and he could not possibly put a fireball on himself.

"It's just that the strength of your fireball isn't very high," Merlin said honestly, "as long as you block it with vines, you can take it." ”

"How can you say it so easily......" the boy snorted, "what a bad luck ......"

The match ended with the boy's concedion, and the children after him were the same, knocked to the ground by Merlin in three or two blows. The female teacher who watched the game took notes in its entirety. It is rare for a child to be so talented, capable, and individual. In this round of assessment, she once again marked Merlin's name.

Merlin ultimately found the test to be easier than the previous written exam, although most people thought the latter half was much more difficult.