The first move was Nicholas Cavendish.
He clenched the wand that his father had carefully crafted according to his elemental affinity, which could channel his magic output as quickly as possible.
As the spell was launched, a thin fiery snake swam out from the tip of Nicholas Cavendish's wand, flew towards Cyril at an extremely fast speed, and burst out when it was about to approach Cyril.
The seemingly innocuous fire snake exploded into countless bright burning spots in an instant, splashing out with fiery high temperature.
Cyril was particularly vigilant when Nicholas Cavendish made a move. When he saw the fire snake at the tip of the other's wand, he immediately began to use the "Water Curtain Charm".
The magical rune of the "Water Curtain Curse" was quickly drawn, and a huge water curtain like a clear mirror lay in front of Cyril, clear and translucent, but it firmly resisted the attack of the fire point.
Countless bright orange-red fires splashed onto the water curtain.
The two magic spells collided, creating tiny ripples at the point of impact.
The weaker spell was impacted, the magic element was unstable, and the spell disintegrated on its own.
As a result, countless dazzling fires were annihilated in the quiet and silent clear water curtain.
This "water curtain spell" was seen by Cyril in an ancient wizard's travel journal on the second floor of the college library.
This dilapidated travel journal is very inconspicuous. He accidentally knocked it off when he was picking up other books, so he picked it up and flipped through it at will.
However, when reading the title page of this travelogue, Cyril felt that the tone of this narrative was particularly familiar!
This tone is very similar to the "Cookbook of Strange Creatures" that was an enlightening book for him in the wizarding world!
Therefore, Cyril carefully read this travelogue from beginning to end.
This "water curtain spell" is a spell originally created by the author of the travel journal.
Judging from the introduction written by the author in the travel journal, he himself is very proud of it.
Cyril originally thought that the author's constant statement that "the 'water curtain spell' is as strong as a thousand-year-old man's shell" is a joke, but now it seems that the effect of this spell is unexpectedly good.
So, Cyril recalled that the author later added to improve this spell by adding and transforming one of the magic runes.
When he redrawn the improved version of the magic rune, the water curtain spell changed from a one-sided flat water curtain to a cylindrical shape.
A curtain of clear water surrounds Cyril.
Nicholas Cavendish saw that his first blow had no attack effect, and could not help but pull his face down.
He wanted to catch Cyril by surprise, but he didn't expect his attack to be resolved so easily by the opponent.
Nicholas Cavendish pursed his lips, and immediately launched another series of spells, which became more and more aggressive.
I saw a black light from the tip of his wand.
Before Cyril could see clearly, he found that several sharp knives had hit the water curtain from all directions.
However, this water curtain is like a diamond cover, invulnerable to swords and guns!
Cyril was surprised and a little curious at the same time, he wanted to see where the limit of this water curtain spell was.
As a result, Cyril did not intend to attack Nicholas Cavendish, but only maintained his magical transmission of the water curtain spell.
In this case, the style of painting in the center of the arena becomes a little wrong.
No matter whether Nicholas Cavendish was flooded, burned, struck by lightning, or frozen, he could not break the water curtain.
He cast all the attacking spells he could use.
The spell casting method is extremely standard, the spell rhythm is very accurate, and there is no mistake, which can be regarded as a teaching model.
However, Cyril was still calm and motionless in the protective cover of the "Water Curtain Spell" card.
So this is the use of magic to defeat magic? !
Cyril couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
He watched Nicholas Cavendish's cheeks pale due to the huge loss of magic power due to his crazy output, and he couldn't even maintain the arrogant look on his face.
As for the vibrant blush on the opponent's neck, Cyril felt a little guilty and suspected that it might be out of anger.
He glanced apologetically at Nicholas Cavendish, never expecting the effect of this "water curtain" to be so magical.
He was just curious, what kind of wickedness could he have!
This is outrageous!
Nicholas Cavendish had never suffered such a blow, and his wand was shaking slightly.
hateful!
If it weren't for the harsh tutoring of the past sixteen years, Nicholas Cavendish would have wanted to spit the fragrance like crazy.
The other party didn't even release a single attacking spell, and let himself fall into this embarrassing situation.
Saying Cyril Lawrence didn't mean it? !
Who will believe it!
Cyril saw that Nicholas Cavendish seemed to be angry with a pufferfish in the next second, and he was about to lose his strength, so he hurriedly removed the water curtain to show his friendship.
He hasn't gotten his hands on Wu Jing in this game yet, so it's not good for the gold master to run away in anger.
He's about to pull out his trump card.
Nicholas Cavendish stinks, frowns, his upper and lower lips touch quickly, whispering a certain spell in his mouth.
Cyril raised his eyebrows slightly, and released some simple magic spell attacks deliberately and painlessly, so that the other party could flexibly avoid while chanting the spell.
Generally speaking, the longer the spell is chanted, the more special the effect will be.
Cyril was a little curious now what Nicholas Cavendish would use against him.
The next moment, Cyril saw three ferocious snow wolves appearing in the center of the arena.
And Nicholas Cavendish looked paler because he had overdrawn his magic power, looking like a poor little man who hadn't eaten enough for a few days.
"It's a summoning technique!"
Addison Morgan's spectacles in the sidewalk reflected a ray of light, and he was jotting down quickly in a notebook with a pen in his hand.
He murmured in a low voice: "I didn't expect Nicholas Cavendish to have mastered the primary summoning technique. This is something that a wizard apprentice can learn from a paid course next year..."
"Nicholas Cavendish was a student accepted by Professor Lytton Victor."
Jenny heard Addison Morgan's question and explained.
Professor Lytton Victor is a wizard who teaches Summoning at Snowburg Academy of Wizards.
"You calculated it using witchcraft divination?"
Addison Morgan paused for the pen in his hand, pushed his glasses, and asked calmly.
He knew that Jenny Webb had been accepted as a student by Joanna Prodict, a professor of witchcraft and divination.
But if it was only calculated by the other party, this information is not reliable... A rigorous apprentice wizard would not easily trust the conclusions of a novice divination wizard!
"Do not."
Jenny rolled her eyes and smiled, as if to guess what Addison Morgan was thinking.
"This is gossip I heard from my mentor, Professor Lytton Victor, a friend of Nicholas Cavendish's father."
She shrugged.
"I see."
Addison Morgan said dryly, turning his gaze back to the center of the arena to hide a trace of unnaturalness.
In the middle of the arena, the faces of those snow wolves who suddenly appeared were a little dazed.
However, they soon seemed to have received some kind of order, and they ran towards Cyril with grinning teeth.
The ferocious snow wolf that came running did not make Cyril panic.
For a time, the famous aphorism that "running in both directions makes sense" suddenly flashed in his mind.
So Cyril also quickly summoned his own skeleton soldiers.
You can't lose momentum.
Five tall white skeleton soldiers suddenly stood in front of Cyril, and the deterrent effect of this tall human wall was not ordinary.
Looking at Nicholas Cavendish's tearful expression, Cyril felt that what he summoned was not an ordinary undead, but some tear gas.
"Necromancer!?"
The old wizards and apprentices sitting in the auditorium of the arena looked at each other.
Since the academy does not offer paid courses for undead magic, not many wizard apprentices are willing to explore this too difficult and unpopular sorcery on their own.
Although they all knew that the most powerful dean of the academy, Brian, was the famous necromancer, but who told him not to start classes.
"It seems... He is the S-class wizard apprentice who was accepted as a student by Dean Brian in this new class of wizard apprentices - Cyril Lawrence, who has been known for a long time."
The wizard apprentice wearing the pointy wizard hat muttered.
He fixedly glanced at Cyril in the arena.
Unexpectedly, this little boy who looked too delicate and beautiful turned out to be the S-class wizard apprentice.
"Only five skeleton soldiers."
The wizard apprentice next to him wearing strange hexagram glasses said lightly, as if to comfort himself.
He then added stiffly:
"He's nothing compared to Chief Scott's S-Class."
Speaking of Chief Scott, the two wizard apprentices fell into the memory of being hanged by the chief of the academy in the grading trial for a while.
That painful experience has turned into an indelible shadow in their hearts.
The two looked at each other, and both closed their mouths and stopped talking, looking rather autistic.
Five tall skeleton soldiers rushed towards the Snow Wolf under Cyril's signal.
In their hands, they also held swords and shields that were also made of eerie bones, and the bright blue soul fire in their hollow eye sockets shone with fierce fighting intent.
This two-way run ended in the fiasco of Xuelang.
After all, in the face of skeleton soldiers, their claws and teeth are useless.
It's useless if you can't hit it, can't bite, and roll around.
After many efforts to no avail, the three snow wolves were a little confused.
And Nicholas Cavendish was also depleted of magic power and was not able to continue to support the summoning technique, so the snow wolves suddenly disappeared from the center of the arena and retired.
Cyril breathed a sigh of relief, after all, maintaining the summoning of the undead was also a great challenge to his magic power.
So he hurriedly cut off contact with the skeleton soldiers.
However, although these skeleton soldiers who were once trained by Mr. Scott are good in everything, they have a habit of looking elegant and polite onlookers, but their opponents look very mocking and even fisted.
At this point, they understood that the battle was over, so they put their right hands across their chests and their left hands behind their backs, and bowed to the audience in the arena, gracefully as if they had completed a magnificent performance.
Then, the five skeleton soldiers disappeared.
This Skeleton Soldier's style is the same as Scott Chief...
The two old wizard apprentices looked at each other without saying a word.
It can't be said that it is irrelevant, only that it is exactly the same!
After today's game is out, if someone wants to trouble this S-rank apprentice wizard, even considering that Dean Brian won't care, he has to weigh whether he dares to bully the person under Chief Scott's cover.
At least no daring wizard apprentice at Snowburg Academy would dare to attack Cyril Lawrence.
Cyril felt that Nicholas Cavendish's expression on the opposite side looked like he couldn't believe that the curtain call was not intentional.
He walked forward quickly, thinking about how to ask the other party to ask for the reward he promised before, and quickly used his brain to find a way to keep this big Wu Jing.
Cyril blinked innocently.
I hope that Nicholas Cavendish's heart will be stronger, not to be easily defeated by the difficulties in front of him, but to continue to pursue excellence and dare to challenge!
The author has something to say: Cyril: I'm just curious, how can I have a bad mind!