Magic: Reincarnate from high-voltage electricity at the start, level up independently.

With a serious expression, the mage Zhan Yue slowly began to explain:

"When each student goes up to take the test, I carefully observe their facial expressions and subtle changes in their pupils to estimate the range of their emotional fluctuations."

She paused, then continued:

"Those students who knew they couldn't get a perfect score, needless to say, were all so nervous that they were at a loss and their emotions fluctuated greatly."

"Even those students who were confident of getting full marks, and the three students with 10,000 magic points before, would more or less show serious, tense, or even excited expressions."

"Only—"

The Moon-Slaying Mage's gaze suddenly fell on Chu Ge in the corner of the hall, his tone becoming increasingly solemn:

"Only this student remained completely calm and composed from beginning to end, without showing the slightest emotional ripple."

"This is not just ordinary confidence, but rather that she doesn't take this magic test seriously at all, which is why she is so indifferent."

"Keep a close eye on her from now on; her true strength is definitely much greater than what she appears to be."

"She might be the strongest person in No. 1 High School."

After saying that, the mage Zhan Yue thought to himself: But what's the use of hiding so much?

The single-system limit is what it is; you enjoy the benefits in the early stages but suffer in the later stages, and it is much weaker than others of the same level.

This era of magical revival is destined to be the era of dual-element magic.

"Observing emotions? You're quite skilled at that?"

The white-haired old man beside him clicked his tongue, his face full of surprise.

The Moon-Slaying Mage glanced at him, a surge of displeasure rising within him, and let out a cold laugh:

"Heh, the person who promised to love me for a lifetime couldn't even remember my birthday later on."

"Now, I've even forgotten that I'm a psychic mage and a PhD in psychology."

"You bastard, I was blind to have ever fallen for you."

Upon hearing this, the old man scratched his head awkwardly, chuckled twice, then shut his mouth and turned his gaze back to the stage, not daring to say anything more.

The magic power test has just ended.

The practical exam on casting magic followed immediately.

The examination venue is Stadium No. 1.

This is different from Stadium No. 2, where we usually train. It is a special venue built by the school for large-scale exams, covering an area of ​​100,000 square meters, which is enough to accommodate 281 students to take the exam at the same time.

The exam rules are simple and clear:

Students must use their magic to knock down human-shaped standees ten meters away within thirty minutes. Each knockdown earns one point, for a total of one hundred and fifty.

This exam primarily assesses students' accuracy in casting spells, precision in mana control, maximum mana reserves, and ability to quickly replenish mana; all four abilities are indispensable.

In the examination room, all sorts of magic took turns blooming.

Some students had extremely poor accuracy and attempted to condense a large-scale water-attribute magic to clear the area, but their magic control was terrible, and they were unable to control the enormous magic power. In the end, the magic collapsed, and they gained nothing.

One student possessed exceptional control skills and activated metal-based magic, condensing thousands of fine needles in mid-air for a sweeping attack. However, the magic was too dispersed, and each needle lacked sufficient power, barely managing to knock down a handful of standees.

Some students take a gradual approach, adopting the most common and stable playing style, and by not competing or vying for dominance, they often find themselves far ahead.

All the students were racking their brains, unleashing their magic with all their might, and racing against time to score points.

Only...

At the edge of the examination room, a white-haired figure sat quietly cross-legged in front of a life-sized cardboard cutout, his eyes closed, and he did not move an inch from beginning to end.

Chu Ge silently calculated in his heart:

If one were to directly unleash the Buddha's Wrath Lotus, how large would it need to be to clear the area?

Three meters?

Five meters?

still is……

Clearing the room and getting a perfect score was a piece of cake for her.

Now that victory was assured, she naturally had to consider how to get a perfect score in the most perfect way.

The first rule of a mage's self-cultivation: use the least amount of mana to deal the most damage, maximize cost-effectiveness, and then rejoice alone.

A moment later, Chu Ge slowly opened his eyes, stood up, looked at the rows of standees in front of him, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"That's right, I am a fire mage. Why bother with these wooden signs? I can just burn them all down."

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand and waved it lightly.

In mid-air, a blazing fire cloud instantly condensed, and scalding fire rain, carrying heat waves, crashed down.

Compared to the extremely explosive Buddha's Fury Lotus, Fire Rain consumes less magic power, but requires a very high level of skill in manipulating magic power.

Fire raindrops fell on the wooden signboard, instantly producing billowing black smoke, followed by a raging fire.

The fire spread rapidly, quickly turning into a sea of ​​flames.

"Huh? It's on fire?"

A girl next to me, who was concentrating on her exam, felt the heat wave hitting her face and rubbed her eyes.

After confirming that she hadn't misread it, she panicked and, in her haste, threw out the wind magic she had just condensed.

The wind fanned the flames, causing the already raging inferno to swell even faster, and the already precarious signs to fall to the ground.

The fire spread rapidly in all directions, igniting the exam signs of other students and escalating rapidly.

The proctor who was closest to the exam was stunned when he saw this, his face full of astonishment.

He rushed towards the sea of ​​fire at top speed, shouting fiercely:

"Everyone, retreat to the safe zone immediately!"

"Flood!"

The proctor raised his hand and activated water magic, and a giant wave several meters high appeared out of thin air, surging and crashing down on the sea of ​​fire, instantly extinguishing the raging flames.

Looking at the charred remains of the signboard scattered on the ground, the proctor breathed a sigh of relief, secretly rejoicing:

Thankfully, I managed to keep my teacher's certificate.

Upon seeing this, Wang Jian immediately jogged over from a distance, his face darkening instantly, and asked in a deep voice:

"Who did this?"

Even so, his gaze involuntarily drifted toward the white-haired girl at the edge of the examination hall.

Chu Ge walked out calmly.

Wang Jian smiled: It really is you.

"Teacher, me too."

A cute girl with pigtails came out, her eyes full of apology as she looked at Chu Ge.

If she hadn't panicked and released wind magic, the fire wouldn't have spread so quickly; she also bears some responsibility for this.

In the end, Wang Jian did not punish either of them.

If we really investigate, it was his dereliction of duty as the chief examiner, and the school's insufficient number of invigilators that caused this chaos.

Subsequently, Wang Jian rescheduled the affected students for make-up exams, including Chu Ge.

This time, Wang Jian stood directly behind Chu Ge, never leaving her side, watching her every move closely, afraid that she would cause any more trouble.

Chu Ge was helpless:

Can't there be more trust between people? Honestly, can I really blame myself entirely for the accident just now?

The make-up exams concluded successfully. The number of students achieving full marks in this magic casting exam was significantly higher than in the magic power exam, reaching a full 20% of the total.

Noon, canteen.

At the age of puberty and rapid growth, Chu Ge ordered a high-protein nutritional meal as usual.

She had barely sat down and taken a few bites when a figure carrying a tray sat down opposite her.

It's Ye Lingling—the twin-tailed girl who unleashed wind magic out of control in the exam room just now.

She lowered her head and whispered:

"Chu Ge, I'm really sorry about what happened today. If you're angry, you can hit me or yell at me."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head even further, and her two ponytails and the tuft of hair on top of her head drooped down.

"It's okay, I don't hold grudges."

Chu Ge spoke indifferently, picked up a slice of braised beef, and slowly put it into his mouth.

Why?

Ye Lingling looked up, her eyes full of curiosity.

Chu Ge glanced at her and said calmly, "I always settle scores on the spot."

"Oh……"

Ye Lingling nodded as if she understood, still looking at her expectantly.

Chu Ge frowned slightly, not understanding what she meant by that expression, so she simply pushed her plate towards her.

"Do you want to eat?"

Ye Lingling was speechless for a moment, frozen in place, unable to utter a word for a long time.

"Fine, then we won't eat it."

Seeing this, Chu Ge didn't say anything more. After finishing his meal, he left the cafeteria directly.

2 PM, Stadium No. 1.

The final exam, a simulated battle, is about to begin.

Chu Ge sat cross-legged, carefully examining the blue, somewhat futuristic helmet in front of him.

She tapped it lightly with her knuckles, but didn't find anything unusual. However, a strange look flashed in her eyes.

This is because... the format of this exam is quite unique.

All students need to wear smart helmets and enter the virtual battle space to form teams by class to participate in the tower climbing challenge.

The virtual tower has ten floors. A treasure chest will spawn every three floors, containing one-time magic items that can be used to climb the tower, fight monsters, or in the arena team battle on the tenth floor.

After understanding the rules, a student immediately raised their hand and asked the question that everyone was most concerned about:

"Teacher, what are the scoring rules for this exam?"

Wang Jian looked at the student, his tone serious, and said, enunciating each word clearly:

"After completing the ninth floor of the tower, the seven teams will be teleported to the tenth floor arena for a free-for-all battle."

"There is no teammate protection mechanism in the field, and friendly magic will also cause damage, so be careful when casting spells."

"Injuries in virtual space simulate real pain, but have no effect on the real body."

"Teams are randomly teleported. The items in the last treasure chest of each tower have different effects. Candidates who die during the tower climb will be directly teleported to the arena stands and disqualified from the competition."

"The last candidate remaining in the arena will receive full marks for their entire team, while the other six teams will receive zero marks."

"what?"

The student who asked the question was stunned for a moment, his face full of confusion:

"I understand that the pain is meant to simulate real combat, but why is failing an automatic zero score?"

Wang Jian glanced at him indifferently and said coldly:

"If it were a real magical battle, once you died, you wouldn't even have a life left. What use would points be then?"

The student was speechless and dared not ask any further questions.

Wang Jian surveyed the entire room and announced in a loud voice:

"Everyone, get ready and put on your helmets."

"Simulated combat test, now beginning!"