Dixie stood in front of Rand, staring at his wounds, and then slowly stretched out a hand towards him, silently reciting a magic spell in his mouth.

A stream of light formed by the convergence of countless visible milky white particles, with Dixie's palm as the source, slowly drifted towards Rand's wound.

Light Magic—Healing Light

This is a more advanced high-level level 3 magic.

The cost of mana is terrifying.

A large amount of milky white light particles sank into Rand's wounds, and the latter's complexion softened again.

"That's it." Rand looked at the fainter and fainter flow of light and said to Dixie, who staggered to his feet with his brother's support and signaled that he was fine.

Dixie withdrew his magic, and like Crete, he had consumed a lot of money.

For a junior mage like them, the consumption of healing magic is terrifying.

"Crete, Dixie, thank you." Rand said as he bowed.

"It's fine." Crete waved his hand at him.

"Hmm." Dixie nodded at him.

"And ......"

"Lin Lei, thank you too, but ......" Rand said to Lin Lei, his words were amazing, making everyone stunned.

"Oh?" Drinkwater in the Ring of the Dragon's Ring smiled, this little guy named Rand was quite interesting.

"I'll beat you someday." After saying that, Rand's face was full of determination.

"I'm looking forward to that day." Lin Lei said with a smile to him. His own competitors, in addition to Dee and Crete, seem to have one more.

Then Rand followed his brother with a determined face and walked towards their lodgings.

"Lin Lei, you are too powerful, brother, I have a special face." Renault suddenly hugged Lin Lei, who walked out of the ring.

Lin Lei looked around.

I saw that many people were looking at him and discussing.

Among the freshmen in this class, Rand is second only to Dixie and Crete in magical talent, and is one of the more famous students among some of the elite of Ernst Academy.

In this competition, no one expected that in the first grade, someone would suddenly appear and easily defeat Rand, who was second in the grade.

This makes a lot of people curious.

This mysterious guy named Lin Lei, or the first Crete, who is stronger.

Crete listened to the whispers around her, but did not react to it.

"Hello, Lin Lei, my name is Danny, I am a first-year student in the water department, it is a pleasure to meet you." At this time, a tall blonde girl walked over and said with a smile to Lin Lei.

Crete knew her, and both of them were first-year students in the water department, and because of Teacher Vivian, Crete had a good relationship with her.

"Hello, my name is Lin Lei." Lin Lei wasn't used to talking to strangers much, "I'm sorry, I'm going to meditate and cultivate soon." ”

After saying that, Lin Lei made a color with his three brothers, Yale and the others also understood, and after saying hello to Crete and Dixie, the four brothers immediately ignored the onlookers around them and the girl named Danny, and left directly and quickly.

Looking at the smaller and smaller figures of the four people in the distance, Danny frowned a little dissatisfied, and then looked gloomy.

The occasional sarcastic discussion around her made her feel uncomfortable, and slowly, a mist welled up in Danny's eyes.

"Shut up." Crete looked at the crowd, and he had promised Vivien to help her take care of Danny.

The noise of the crowd gradually subsided, but some of the senior students remained the same.

Crete glanced at the source, and there were about six of them.

Six skull-sized blocks of ice appeared out of thin air from around him, with a glimmer of crystal blue light, and quickly smashed towards the crowd.

……

Late at night, the roommates around him were already asleep, but Rand was not sleepy at all.

In the dark, he rested his head with his hands on his head, his eyes staring at the ceiling, and he was full of emotion.

In the ring match, he was directly killed by Crete, and he was easily solved by Lin Lei in the gambling competition, which completely woke up Rand, who was immersed in the aura of genius.

For the first time, he clearly felt that the world was not centered on himself.

The frustration that swelled up in his heart made Rand think that there were some things that he couldn't do, no matter how hard he tried.

"I ...... Isn't it what you imagined? Rand muttered to himself.

He suddenly remembered what the teacher had said in the first lesson.

"Just ask the interviews with the great magicians and they know that they are very proud of the efforts they have put in. It is as if his results have been obtained through hard work. ”

"Are they really only where they are today because they have put in more effort than others? Does the person behind them have to be someone who doesn't work hard enough? ”

"Everyone is working hard, as long as they are serious magicians, they will work hard to the point of vomiting blood."

"It's all about talent, and they're where they are today because they're talented."

"Even though they put in the same effort, it's because of their extraordinary talent that they become superior."

The teacher said that he despised the Ernst Academy, which attributed its excellence to the excellent students who worked hard.

With the exception of one person, Vivien, a former student of his and now a part-time first-year teacher, Vivien.

……

At the same time, the Faculty Teaching Office.

Crete, Dixie, and the six seniors before them stood in a row against the wall.

"Say! Why fight? The dean asked Crete first.

"They talk about my classmates." Crete said.

"What about you?"

"They beat my friends in groups." Dixie said.

"Really?" The Dean of Studies looked at the six seniors with a look of disgrace.

"It was his hand that made the first move!" One of them pointed to Crete and said, in an agitated tone.

"Yes!" A man next to him chimed in.

"Then why did he do it?" The dean of students stared at the man.

"It's because ......" the man's tone withered, "we ......"

"What are you?"

"We ......" said this, and the man lowered his head, not daring to look at the dean again.

"I'll tell you for you." The Dean raised his voice, glanced at the six men, and said in a loud voice:

"You're talking about a junior classmate because you're having fun, aren't you!?"

"It's... Be. There was a sparse echo among the six.

"And then you ......," he said, looking at Crete again, "just because of this, isn't it?" ”

"Yes, but before I did it, I told them to stop talking about it, and they didn't listen." Crete glanced up at the six men.

"Huh?" The dean looked at the six men again, and his face was unkind.

At this moment, a soft female voice came from the other side of the door:

"Crete, why are you fighting?"

A slender figure in a white robe walked through the door, light, like a feather floating from the moonlight.

The girl walked up to Crete, and he felt a gentle breeze.