"Wow-" The dozens of people in the audience, whether it was a respected old mage or a pink and tender mage apprentice, all opened their mouths in shock, and their mouths were big enough to fit into a fist.

What's going on?

Did I hear me right?

That arrogant rookie mage apprentice actually asked for a promotion trial on the first day he came to Stormwind City Magic Academy?

Arrogant again...... No matter how arrogant it is...... There's a score, too!

Partial born Duke dare!

I heard that Duke was only determined to have a talent for magic a few days ago, and if Duke did succeed, then Khadgar would die of shame. I haven't been an official mage for 8 years, and I've been studying for three days before I hit the mage name.

Regardless of whether Duke succeeds or not, this will definitely leave a strong mark for Duke in the Royal Spell Academy of Stormwind City.

Success - The whole academy is famous, and all Stormwind mages will know that there is a super genius here.

Failure is still well-known throughout the hospital, but that's synonymous with 'self-defeating'. Duke would be nailed to the pillar of shame forever.

For a moment, everyone's breathing was heavy.

Medivan asked gently, "You know the conditions for passing the customs." So, Master Duke Marcus' apprentice, are you sure you're going to have a trial now?"

"I'm sure!" Duke said with great firmness.

"Oh well. Medivan let go of the palm of his right hand, and with a soft spell, a strange blue light suddenly lit up in his palm. Like a flame blown by a strong wind, the blue light began to float out of Medivan's palm.

The brilliant light turned into a fluttering ribbon, easily centering on Duke, and the circular space with a radius of more than ten meters was completely separated.

Looking out from the inside, or from the outside, the landscape doesn't change in the slightest.

Only Duke, who is the person involved, knows how horrific Medivan's methods are.

The system prompts: "Alert! You have been dragged into an unknown separate space by Medivan (Sargeras). ”

Thankfully, Medivan wasn't hostile, and he even had a gentle smile on his face.

"It's a relatively isolated space, but it doesn't interfere with your communication with the elemental world. Mr. Marcus, you're good to go. As long as you don't cast any three different level 1 spells with a magic item, you'll be part of the official mages of the Royal Spell Academy in Stormwind. ”

Duke took a deep breath and was ready to start trying.

At this time, he saw the concerned faces of Danielle and Itana. There was no need to confirm that he knew that the two of them were trying to persuade him not to be so desperate. Persuade him not to be so showy and provoke the old mages.

Duke only smiled wryly.

He didn't have the funds to study at the academy at all. If you want to make money, you have to get out. Even if he had Medivan's promise, if he left the academy as an apprentice temporarily, he would definitely be besieged by the old forces of the entire Stormwind Kingdom outside.

Even if he could resurrect and run the corpse, it wouldn't be a problem.

It's not a problem to die an apprentice in a field trial.

But it is the mage that is different, even if it is the lowest level beginner mage, his name will be automatically included in the mage group of the Stormwind Kingdom, and it will be known by the supreme commander of the kingdom Lothar, and by the king of the Stormwind Kingdom, Lane.

Coupled with his super-genius name, it is impossible not to be noticed.

If the king and the commander are watching at the same time, then neither the nobles nor the mages who hate him will be able to take direct action at will.

This was his Duke's talisman.

Enough to get him through the most dangerous 'novice period'.

Duke took a deep breath, he was ready to cast a spell.

The nanny-style spell cast in the crystal ball of the Apprentice Trial is generally impossible to reproduce from an apprentice's hand. It is impossible for an apprentice to have such a keen sense of spells, and from a fixed, incomparably complex spell-casting item, the whole thing is inverted, along with a series of things such as spells, spell-casting formulas, and connections to the elemental world.

Under normal circumstances, this is a completely unreliable thing such as 'asking a newborn baby to fight a lion and a tiger'.

It was clear to all the mages present that Duke had not obtained even a small half of the spell formula from any official source.

But as soon as Duke said the incantation, the mages were dumbfounded.

They couldn't have known that at this moment, Duke had even let the system control his tongue, and his consciousness had already practiced the awkward spell in the system no less than a thousand times as if he were singing to the subtitles of karaoke.

What flowed out of Duke's mouth was the standard High Elf language.

The tone is full of subtle beauty, and the key syllables are rapid, short, but incomparably accurate. Without the help of magic props, Duke could clearly feel that he was like a faucet that had been turned on, and his mental and physical strength in his body was rapidly decreasing.

However, he could clearly feel that his body, his soul, had made a steady connection with a world of different dimensions—the elemental realm.

The fiery breath came quickly, condensing at high speed on his arm.

Anyone could see that a huge fireball was forming in Duke's hands.

"[Fireball Technique]?no!This is ...... [Flame Explosion Technique]!!" The surrounding mages couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

How old was the first time he successfully performed the [Flame Explosion Technique]? I'm afraid that no one was before the age of 20, right? But this half-sized boy actually got it.

There was not a single trace of superfluous elemental power overflowing, and the amount of power it ingested was simply exquisite!

Is this control technique really in the hands of an apprentice who has awakened the power of magic for less than three days?

"Whew!" As if to slap Medivan in the face, this water tank-sized [Flame Explosion Technique] smashed into Medivan head to face.

For a powerful Guardian, this is simply not a thing. Medivan didn't even move his fingers, and as soon as the blue light that enveloped Duke flourished, everyone saw that Duke's fireball was completely wiped out.

"You did a great job with the first spell. Medivin made a decision on the spot, and then, he saw beads of sweat dripping from the corners of Duke's forehead: "Do you need to take a break, the official beginner mage exam, the time limit is one hour." ”

"No!" Duke chose to continue. Despite seeing that his pitiful mana in the system prompt had changed from 26/26 to 12/26 now, Duke didn't stop.

He had a premonition that if he continued to squeeze his potential, there might be some kind of breakthrough.

Shaking his head, throwing his tired and depressed head out, Duke gestured, and a soft pale blue glow rubbed out of Duke's hand. Even ten meters away, the mages could still clearly feel the chill emanating from the ball of light in Duke's hand.

[Ice Arrow]!