My Magic Age

After the season of poplar flowers and snow, midsummer is the busiest time in the college. The fourth-year seniors are busy preparing for their graduation and adult ceremonies. As the last school year, every senior who is about to graduate hopes to be in the college. Leave a little footprint of your own. Of course, this honor is not owned by everyone. Only the names of the top students in the college may be left on the wall of honor.

In recent years, in order to improve the overall quality of students, the college has implemented a team competition model. The college supports students to spontaneously form combat teams, train together, and take risks together, just to cultivate the team spirit of the students. After all, those wars are not fought by one person. Having a good team can increase the chance of survival on the battlefield.

Only some colleges in the north would pay special attention to this aspect of education, because after these students leave the campus, they will face barbarians ten times or more stronger than themselves. Years of combat experience tell us that when fighting against those powerful barbarians, we must unite and use a small team combat mode to hope to defeat those individually powerful barbarians.

The Summer Academy Team Fighting Competition of the Zhan Zhan Academy is not so much an academy event as it is a grand event for the fourth-year seniors to show their strength. After all, the fourth-year seniors are already infinitely close to real first-level warriors or He is a first-level mage, and his power far exceeds that of second- and third-year students, so the teams that are really at the top are teams composed of fourth-year seniors.

The names of the champion team of each martial arts competition will be engraved on the wall of honor of the Zhan Zhan College. This highest honor is an important reason for the seniors to show their strength without reservation. Who doesn’t want to have their name engraved on their alma mater? Wall of honor?

In order to maintain the fairness of the competition, not just any team can participate in the competition. Before that, there will be a more intense qualifying competition, and a total of sixteen teams will appear to obtain the final qualifications.

Annie's fighting spirit team was a dark horse that broke out at the last moment of the qualifying round. In the previous three months, the team had completed an academy mission somewhere in the south, so when Sister Annie and her friends returned to the war At the academy, the academy's qualifying tournament was coming to an end. Originally, their team did not participate in the qualifying tournament and would not be able to participate in this martial arts competition. However, the academy took into account the special situation of the fighting spirit team and decided to temporarily add the competition to the battle. Team Soul fought for an extra chance.

The academy's method is very simple. It is to select the top four eliminated teams to participate in a resurrection match with the War Spirit Team. The team ranked first in the resurrection match is eligible to challenge the 16 teams that have already qualified for the competition. As long as any team wins, they will be able to eliminate that team and successfully advance to the top sixteen.

Originally, Sister Guoguo's Battle Spirit team had pretty good results. Together with another team called Metal Barrier, they both had a record of winning three games and were tied for first place. This afternoon's game was about a head-to-head competition with the Metal Barrier team. Finally qualified to challenge. In fact, according to the real strength of Annie's fighting spirit team, it is not much different from the metal barrier team. If the competition is based on strength, the outcome is uncertain.

The Metal Barrier Team has gathered a group of warrior apprentices who love heavy armor. They all have a strong preference for metal plate armor. This is a team composed of a group of muscular men and absolutely sophisticated defensive equipment. The battle is very unique and can be directly crushed. Team charge. This tactic is very powerful, but also has major flaws. For the War Spirit Team, it is not easy to defeat the Metal Barrier Team.

But at this critical moment, Annie and her friends went to the camp to meet her sister, the restaurant, and the family.芰 Instant Huang, Tan Que Na Play, Zhi Huan Hui, 诙 Ji 苣 ah, crumbs, Yi Shuo,  Miscellaneous Dial, "Forever This Bear"

While I was planning to make some more fire-gathering magic scrolls in the evening, Annie and I walked towards the martial arts arena in the academy. Maybe the Battle Spirit Team game was about to start, and I thought I should add some magic scrolls to my new friends. come on.

It was already past noon, and there were not many pedestrians on the tree-lined paths in the college. This time I met the dejected Benjamin again. He was walking aimlessly on the trees, holding the rose quilt in his hand. The sheepskin armor he wore was wilted by the sun. It fit him perfectly. Benjamin was much taller than me. With his arms and waist, he was very handsome. His figure was also a natural fit for clothes. No matter what he wore, he looked good. Very handsome.

He was walking on the campus forest, his blond curly hair sticking softly to his forehead. He had a saber and a short gun on his waist. He raised his head and saw me again. He was also quite surprised and casually put his hand in his hand. He threw the roses in the grass on the roadside and said to me with a smile on his face: "Jijia, we are so destined to meet twice in a row in such a big college!".

I don't think he is like the other fourth-grade seniors who either work hard in the practice room to practice skills, or go to the wild with the team to practice tactical coordination. Anyway, they are busy preparing for the martial arts competition. He is the only one who is not nervous at all. , the senior of the second swordsman class, whose swordsmanship is considered to be among the best in the entire swordsman class, actually wanders around the campus carelessly on weekends, which is really unique.

I asked him: "Senior Jieming, why don't you go train with the team?"

"Training, why should I train?" Benjamin asked me strangely.

I held Su's hand and stood in front of Benjamin, looking up at him. He was about 180 cm tall, two heads taller than me. Only when I stood with Su did I feel a little confident, at least she was as tall as me.

I said to him: "Isn't the fighting competition about to be held? All the teams are training secretly, you should also participate!"

"You are a freshman in the magic academy, and you are actually concerned about this? Don't you need to meditate day and night to quickly break through the seventh level now?" He rubbed his neck with his hand and asked me instead.

I boasted to him shamelessly: "I don't know how hard I practice every day!"

"Forget it, there are only more than 30 first-year students in your magic court. Don't think that Godfrey usually treats you like golden beans in his palm. The whole people in the war academy are watching your every move. You are the laziest person in the whole magic class! Do you know what Ethan, the magic instructor of the wind magic class, thinks of you?" Benjamin said as he walked beside me.

Maybe he is naturally approachable. Anyway, we get along very well and occasionally tease each other. He is a very easy-going nobleman who never bullies the weak because of his noble family. He has a gentlemanly demeanor in his bones.

But after hearing what he said, to be honest, I don't have any good feelings towards wind magicians. The reason is that two weeks ago, Abraham, the wind magic instructor, actually used his position to try to occupy my friend Theresa's rock golem. For such shameless things, I think the character of wind magic instructors needs to be considered.

In my subjective impression, the temperament of magicians is deeply affected by the magic elements in their bodies, just like Heidi is an ice magician, and she herself is a serious iceberg beauty. For example, the fire magic instructor Flanders has a bad temper, so I always think that wind magic instructors are the most unpredictable, and their personalities are like the erratic wind, and they can never be good.

"Will he still evaluate me? I thought he only had his good apprentice Swift in his eyes!" I said.

Benjamin laughed. It was obvious that he knew Swift from our class. Seeing me talking about Swift like this, he couldn't help but laugh.

Su, who was introverted, listened to the banter between Benjamin and me with great interest. She didn't feel bored. She smiled sweetly.

She was also a beauty. As long as she behaved well, she would not be hated wherever she went.

Benjamin decided not to keep me in suspense and told me directly: "Teacher Ethan said: If the boy next to Teacher Heidi spends his study time meditating, this class of freshmen can't catch up with him even on horseback."

I didn't expect Teacher Ethan to have such a high evaluation of me. I didn't know what to refute for a while. I just felt that Benjamin suddenly brought the topic to me, and immediately said: "Don't go off the topic. You haven't explained to me why you don't participate in training? Or does your name being written on the honor wall of the college mean nothing to you?"

"Please, Ji Jia, can you pay a little attention to things in the college? Are you stupid because of your life between classrooms, laboratories, and libraries? When did our Bee Sting team need pre-match training? The second-ranked Fiery Team is far behind us. There is no team in the college that can compete with us head-on!"

Benjamin said unhappily, obviously complaining that I didn't pay attention to him.

Then he said to me: "But then again, today should be the day when Abo and his team go to the Warrior Guild to take the Warrior Qualification Certificate. Our team will have a day off! How many students do you think can become first-level warriors in the fourth grade in our academy?"

Benjamin was very proud when he mentioned his team, but I really had never heard of it. He was also proud when he mentioned his powerful partner.

Benjamin was expecting that he would get screams and cheers when he said the name of the team, but what he got was the blank faces of me and Su in front of him. He was very discouraged, and even though there were several members in his team who were about to become official warriors, he was not in the mood to show off.

He was at a fork in the road. When he saw that I was holding Su and had no intention of turning, he quickly stopped me and asked: "Hey, Jia, where are you going? The library is on the left, the laboratory is on the right, why are you going this way? The road ahead leads to the Warrior Academy!"

"I'm going to the fighting field of the Warrior Academy to watch a game!" I said to him.

"Why do you suddenly care about this? Hey, hey, hey! You don't want to watch the competition of the department beauty, do you?" Benjamin asked in surprise, and then muttered: "That's a hot girl!".

"What department beauty? I just joined a team and will participate in the competition soon!" I said to Benjamin who was confused.

"First-year rookies can participate in the martial arts competition at any time..." Benjamin sneered at me and laughed disdainfully. He thought I didn't know that this kind of martial arts competition was just a performance match for seniors. In order to save me from the physical pain during the competition, he kept persuading me to cancel the idea of ​​participating.

As a magic apprentice who might be eliminated in an instant at the beginning, the risk during the competition is still quite large. No one would keep a magic apprentice on the field.

I glanced at him without caring at all and said nothing. Instead, Su pulled the corner of my clothes with some worry after hearing what Benjamin said.

I asked Benjamin about the competition. I heard that during the competition, each team can use weapons. I think swords have no eyes, especially in group battles, which are more chaotic. It doesn't matter if you get hurt, but what if you accidentally kill a student from another team? He told me that the contestants used ironwood or ebony weapons of the same weight, and they were not sharpened. At most, a leg or two ribs would be broken, but I couldn't understand why he always looked at my ribs when he said this?

Later, we talked about black market boxing matches. He told me that compared to this level of competition, some underground black boxing matches are much bloodier and more intense. If you want to buy some war slaves, the slave market at the door of the underground black boxing is the best choice. I said I really want to see a black boxing match, and asked him if he could take me with him next time he went to watch it?

Benjamin nodded and agreed without hesitation.

We chatted along the way and soon came to a building that looked like a huge basketball court. The fighting arena was surrounded by red oaks. Some of the oaks had traces of kicking and beating, probably left by the students of the Warrior Academy during morning exercises. Benjamin met two classmates, so he left me and Sue behind and went to stay with his friends.

There are five fighting arenas in the Warrior Academy. This semicircular building is the No. 3 fighting arena in the academy. When we arrived, some people were still walking in, but not many, and no one was collecting tickets at the door. The last time I had a fight with Keppel, I remember clearly that I didn't come to this one. The stands of this fighting arena have a wide awning, which looks pretty good.

Going up the steps, Su and I passed through the gate of the arena and saw a warrior on the arena made of giant stone slabs being knocked to the ground by a battle axe. It was a heavy ebony axe without a blade. Although there was no bloody scene, the warrior was lying on the ground with a pale face and his arm twisted unnaturally. It seemed that he had at least broken his bones.

In the arena, injuries are inevitable. At this time, the referee who shuttled through the battlefield immediately rushed to the front and whispered a few words to the ear of the warrior who fell to the ground. Confirming that he was seriously injured and had no strength to compete, he quickly raised the small flag in his hand and signaled the medical staff on the sidelines to go over and treat him quickly. The rescuers who had been waiting for a long time on the sidelines immediately rushed over.

A familiar figure also ran forward with the rescuers. She was wearing a white robe, her hair was tied into a beautiful bun at the back of her head, she wore black tortoise-shell glasses, and a pair of crystal sandals on her feet. When she ran, her beautiful white legs appeared and disappeared under the white robe. Most of the men in the stands shifted their attention from the players in the competition to her.

Although I have known her for a long time, when I saw her for the first time, I still felt that she was incomparably beautiful and so pure.

She was Sophie, the therapist of this competition. She ran to the center of the field and began to treat the injured warrior quickly. The students who fell to the ground on the field got up one after another. The winners hugged each other and cheered, and the losers stood aside dejectedly, supporting each other and walking out of the field, but I didn't see Anne's shadow in the crowd.

At this time, the referee announced the name of the winner of the game, and cheers came from the stands.

When I heard the referee say the name that was not the Fighting Soul Team, I felt indescribable disappointment and frustration. I glanced at Su beside me. She pouted and said to me in disappointment, "Jia, are we late?"