Wizards are mighty.

Chapter 15 Conflict
The so-called third-class and fourth-class qualifications are popular terms, that is, low-class qualifications are first-class, and perfect qualifications are fifth-class.

As for this Gleb, not only does he only have third-class qualifications, he is also not very smart. Not only is he arrogant and domineering, he also likes to make enemies everywhere.

Vic would be disgusted if he wasted even one more second on him.

"Haha, don't be so quick to refuse. You have to know that safe ring battles are only a small part of this journey. In the subsequent tests, the weak will be in danger of their lives if they act alone."

Gleb sneered and slammed his hand on his desk.

"I'm not a bully. This month you give me 50% of the academy points. From next month onwards you only need to give me 20%. Everyone else will get 30%. I'll take good care of you."

"Of course, I'm not asking for your academy points for nothing. Our strategy is to concentrate our resources to train a strong person first. This way, our team will have a greater advantage in the subsequent competition. Then..."

Gleb came closer, and a disgusting smell of sweat emanated from him, which made the disgust on Vic's face even more intense.

"I say, isn't that Irina enough of a headache for you?"

"Please stay away, don't block my sunlight and vision, and don't make me repeat these words, thank you."

Vic interrupted him with a frown.

The so-called concentration of resources is nothing but a lie.

Whether Gleb wants to bring others to play after he becomes powerful is entirely up to him.

Compared with cooperation, this model is more like unilateral collection of protection fees.

"You bastard! How dare a normal person like you put on airs in front of me? Do you really think you are that bitch Irina?"

"You don't take my warning seriously, do you? Then enjoy this last month."

"After a month, I promise that you will never be able to keep a slave again!"

"When the time comes, I will taste them for you in front of you."

Gleb seemed irritated when he brought up Irina.

He no longer concealed his malice and greed and directly uttered a few harsh words.

"Get out of here, you brainless bastard!"

Vic's expression turned cold.

Lars was right, this guy is indeed a brainless bandit.

He dared to come here without even knowing his background. Has his brain been eaten by some unknown creature?

Or does it mean that wizards don't consider things like IQ or EQ when recruiting apprentices?
It was clear that things could no longer be resolved.

Vic stood up suddenly, and his magic and mental power surged out of his body, shocking Gleb and making him take a few steps back.

"How is that possible? The rules clearly stipulate that only ordinary people can board the ship..."

Gleb's eyes widened, and he stared at Vic in shock and confusion for a long time, then he took out a portable card reader and quickly looked up the relevant regulations.

"Haha, people like you can't understand what a genius is, especially a perfect genius who has been recognized by the wizard's transformation ritual..."

Lars on the side couldn't help laughing, then slowly walked up to him under Gleb's glare.

He reached out a hand and gently touched Gleb's chest.

"Listen carefully, big guy. A true genius, after undergoing the highest level wizard transformation ritual, can directly possess the most perfect qualifications, and at the same time, his consciousness and soul will become one."

“It is entirely feasible to go from an average person to a level one apprentice in less than a day.”

"And you, even if you are given the opportunity to perform that kind of ceremony, you can't possibly have the qualifications." Lars showed a contemptuous expression on his face, and his whole temperament became very sharp.

"Because you are a fool, you are missing the most important thing."

"That is the wizard's will required to become a truly great wizard!"

"So, you are destined not to go far."

"Even if third-class qualifications are not bad, your problem is obviously not your qualifications."

"The wizards allowed someone like you to board the ship, perhaps hoping that you would change a little during your apprenticeship, but it is obvious that after two months you are still the same..."

Looking at Lars who was like a machine gun, Vic felt a little confused.

Wizard's will? What was that? Why didn't he feel any wizard's will?

He had always thought that as long as he accepted the so-called wizard transformation ceremony, he would have the same perfect qualifications as himself, but now it seems that this is obviously not the case.

However, based on his experiences since traveling through time, the attitudes of different people towards him, and the information he had found about wizard civilization, Vic had a vague guess in his mind.

"Who the hell are you to point fingers at me?"

While Vic was thinking, Gleb had already been scolded by Lars and was so angry that his blood rushed to his head.

He angrily grabbed the other person's collar, looking like he was going to attack.

"Haha, barbarians are barbarians. You were born in one of the tribes north of the Calis Mountains, right? Have you forgotten the rule that apprentices are not allowed to fight with each other?"

"Let go!"

Lars sneered and pushed hard. With a flash of light, Gleb disappeared from his original position in an instant and appeared a few meters away.

"Spell-free casting techniques!"

The apprentices around exclaimed, and Gleb's younger brothers, who had intended to surround the two men, also took a few steps back.

"I was wondering why there was a disgusting stench. It turns out you are a coward from the Kingdom of Nancalis. Let me guess, your last name is not Solano, right?"

"If it's true, it seems that the feud in the mortal world can be avenged..."

Gleb was not frightened by this move.

Obviously, this kind of teleportation can only be effective without resistance. He thought that if he hadn't underestimated the enemy, Lars would probably not have succeeded so easily.

With this thought in mind, Gleb grinned widely, staring at Lars intently, with a faint wave of magical power emanating from his body.

Lars was not to be outdone, and his surging mental power instantly spread around.

Seeing that things were getting worse, Vic walked up, patted Lars on the shoulder, and shook his head gently.

"Thank you, Lars, but there is no need to attract the wizard's attention for something like this. Since a conflict has arisen, let's fight it out."

Rather than risk breaking the rules and fighting this big guy with a bad brain at this moment, it is better to practice witchcraft well and solve this trouble once and for all in the future.

"Well, my friend, to be honest, I've been annoyed with him for a long time..."

After looking at each other, Lars also understood what Vic was thinking.

Then he nodded slightly and gathered his mental strength.

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