Full-Time Magister: The Ruler of Wind and Rain

Late April in Shanghai was already exceptionally hot and humid, the air thick and sticky, as if filled with sponges soaked in hot water. Cicadas chirped tirelessly in the camphor trees at the Mingzhu Academy preparatory class examination site, their noise irritating everyone.

Wang Yu stood under the shade of a tree in the waiting area, holding an empty bottle of mineral water in his hand, his thumb unconsciously rubbing the water droplets on the bottle.

For the past six months, he had been spending lavishly at the forge, personally burning over ten million yuan worth of real gold and silver into scrap. Now, he only had tens of thousands of yuan left in his bank account. Although he was not as destitute as when he first came to this world, he was definitely destitute for a mage.

"If I don't get first place in the assessment and can't get a chance to train at the Three-Step Tower, then I'll just have to ask Lingling to take on more commissions." Wang Yu tilted his head back and drank the last mouthful of water, then accurately threw the empty bottle into the trash can ten meters away.

The assessment venue was set up in the open-air arena of Mingzhu Academy's Qing Campus. A huge barrier covered the arena, blocking out the summer heat from the outside, but it could not stop the restless hormones of the more than one hundred preparatory students inside.

"Next up, Wang Yu."

The examiner's voice was amplified and carried throughout the room.

The whispering crowd paused briefly, countless eyes instantly focusing on him. Wang Yu's more than half a year of "seclusion" had made him practically a legend among the preparatory classes. Some said he had run out of talent and was too ashamed to show his face, while others who knew him said he was brewing a major breakthrough, and today was the day to prove those rumors true.

Wang Yu stepped onto the central platform.

The first item is the cultivation level assessment.

The person in charge of the assessment was a middle-aged female instructor with a serious face. She pointed to the star-sensing stone that was half a person's height in front of her: "Put your hand on it and mobilize your strongest elemental magic power."

Wang Yu did as instructed and placed his right hand on the cold stone surface.

This is nothing like back in Tianlan Magic High School. He doesn't need much preparation now, and he can even skip the step of closing his eyes and meditating. With a thought, the azure nebula in his mental world surged instantly.

"Buzz—"

The Star Stone emitted a low, resonant tremor.

Immediately afterwards, a dense, almost tangible, azure light burst forth from within the stone. This light was not a gentle, diffused beam, but rather possessed a sharp, penetrating power, instantly filling everyone's vision. The light overflowed from the stone, creating visible ripples in the air. The closest recorders instinctively raised their hands to shield their eyes, their robes fluttering in the sudden gusts of air.

That's not ordinary mid-level wind magic.

The blue light was mixed with a domineering rhythm, like a strong wind soaring straight into the sky from the mountains and forests.

The female instructor's pen hovered over the notebook, hesitant to fall. She squinted, peering through the blinding blue light at the markings inside the Star-Sensing Stone. The indicator representing the abundance of magical energy had already surpassed the level two mark of the intermediate rank, and was only one step away from the level three.

"Wind element, mid-level level 2 fully mastered." The female instructor pushed up her glasses to conceal a slight fluctuation in her eyes, "and possesses extremely high-quality spirit seed amplification."

She lowered her head and wrote a few words after Wang Yu's name.

The murmurs from the audience seemed to be suddenly muted, and after a few seconds of silence, a suppressed gasp erupted.

"The wind pressure was so strong that I could feel my face being scraped painfully even when I was sitting in the audience."

"Is this still wind-type? It feels even more domineering than lightning-type?"

This was exactly the reaction Wang Yu had hoped for. He had already concealed three elemental attributes, which was already quite the act of playing dumb to deceive others. He should boldly display his wind elemental cultivation. Strength was also a form of deterrence, and it could eliminate any potential malicious intentions in advance.

Wang Yu withdrew his hand, the blue light in his palm slowly receding. He calmly looked at the examiner: "Teacher, may we proceed to the next item?"

The second item is spell casting.

Five specially made alloy pillars rose in the center of the arena, and under the control of another examiner, they moved around the arena at high speeds and in an irregular manner.

"Hit the target as many times as possible within thirty seconds. Intermediate-level magic is permitted," the examiner announced the rules.

Wang Yu stood still, a hint of blue quietly emerging in the depths of his pupils.

"rise."

With just one syllable uttered, the seven stars almost instantly formed a star trail, and a blue wind trail instantly spread out beneath his feet. However, the wind trail did not carry him, but instead quickly circled the area, creating a domain rich in wind elements.

This was a method Wang Yu had figured out himself. He had previously displayed wind-based domain abilities when he was in magic high school, but later discovered that this ability wasn't as stable as some naturally gifted individuals. Fortunately, Wang Yu had his own way of doing things. What is a domain? It's just an area rich in elements, right? I don't care about this or that; I just need to pour elements into this area.

The wind trails surrounding the arena suddenly exploded, and the airflow in the arena suddenly became turbulent. Under the illusion technique where elements were forcibly concentrated, Wang Yu's palms clenched loosely.

"Soaring to the Heavens, Wind-Powered Disc, Heavenly Net!"

In the center of the field, a high-speed rotating wind wall suddenly surged up, and a super whirlwind with a diameter of ten meters quickly formed outside the wind wall. At this moment, all five alloy pillars were surrounded by the wind wall!

The examiner immediately manipulated the pillars to break through from different directions, but the whirlwind that tore everything apart had already formed, and the wind wall, like a solid wall, firmly attached the five alloy pillars to the eye of the whirlwind.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of wind blades formed inside the tornado.

"Ding ding ding ding—"

The dense clanging of metal created a continuous, ear-piercing sound that made one's teeth ache.

Three seconds later, Wang Yu dissipated the magical energy in his hand.

The azure tornado that stretched from the sky to the ground slowly dissipated, and the five alloy pillars crashed to the ground with a few loud thuds.

The trainees on site craned their necks to look, and saw that the hard alloy surface was covered with uniform and neatly arranged cut marks, exactly ten on each pillar, no more and no less.

This is not just about power, but also about an appalling level of precision control.

That was Wang Yu's ability to multitask and perform micro-operations, which he had been forced to develop over the past six months through countless failed forging experiments.

One of the students from the main campus, who had been sitting on the platform observing, finally sat up straight. He was wearing a well-tailored white combat uniform with the Pearl Academy main campus badge pinned to his chest. His expression, which had initially carried a hint of nonchalant arrogance, now became more serious.

"That's interesting." The senior student stood up, straightened his cuffs, and said, "It's amazing that a flower with thorns can be grown in a greenhouse like the preparatory class."

He is today's "special guest" for the assessment. His name is Shen Ming, a top student from the Thunder Academy on the main campus. He is in charge of the final practical assessment – ​​also known as the "intimidation test".

As is customary in previous years, the top students in the preparatory class will be severely punished by the senior students from the main campus to teach them a lesson. Otherwise, these preparatory students who skipped the magic college entrance exam will be very arrogant.

Shen Ming leaped into the air, landing gracefully in the center of the arena without even kicking up a speck of dust. His gaze swept over Wang Yu, a playful smile curving his lips. "Your cultivation and control are both impressive, but this is just target practice. Real combat involves bloodshed, junior. Want to secure a spot in the Three-Step Tower? Beat me, and the spot is yours."

"Real combat, huh?" Wang Yu grinned as he walked towards the training field. "My experience should be more extensive than yours."