In another world, Lu Mingfei is learning card making.

"—Alright, that explains the origin of this technology. The second part will be its detailed information."

Cynthia's serious expression faded, replaced by a relaxed and cheerful smile:

"This technique was passed down from that time. Unlike all the techniques for making cards, refining cards, and upgrading materials, which are used by summoners, this technique requires the complete cooperation of magical spirits—"

"Getting them to willingly do things for you is a different concept from simply following orders."

"It requires absolute trust between the two parties, as well as a very deep understanding... To be able to develop such a deep relationship with your magical spirits so quickly, it seems you truly have the talent of a summoner."

Lu Mingfei blinked, immediately deciding not to bring up anything like "combining spell trajectories," and instead choosing to end the current question with another topic:

"And then, cough, why can't I get any help from my seniors when I'm researching 'red magic power'?"

Cynthia glanced at Lu Mingfei, still smiling sweetly:

"What you're describing is called 'the transmission of knowledge' in Summoner terminology."

"It means that it's not like normal learning, where you grow from one to two, and so on; it starts from a higher value and climbs upwards and downwards simultaneously..."

"Like water flowing intermittently into a pipe. Upward, it moistens the pipe wall, leaving a mark; downward, it crashes hard onto the ground, splashing out a spray."

Cynthia made a flower-like gesture: "If the injection can continue, or if this splash doesn't have any other effects, then of course there's no problem—but, as we often say, you never know which will come first, tomorrow or an accident—"

"The water splashed on someone else might only wet their clothes, but it could cause you to catch a cold."

"Of course, you can seek medical help... but just because you can doesn't mean everyone can. You are the son of a hero, and there will always be someone willing to help you—but what about the others?"

"Therefore, for the safety of the majority, we strictly prohibit the transmission of this knowledge to prevent unpredictable consequences."

"Only when you demonstrate the ability to absorb this splash of water and make it your own will we help you and introduce you to something more profound—"

"Outside of school, it means joining various mage towers and exchanging resources or labor for knowledge; inside school, there are clubs and teachers to guide you in exploring the intricacies and profundity of magical techniques..."

"Speaking of which, last night, while you and Rong En were dueling, the academy's dueling club announced the selection criteria for this academic year's members. Would you like to hear them?"

Lu Mingfei nodded immediately: "I want to!"

Cynthia didn't say anything more, but left a flyer and got up to walk towards the infirmary.

Lu Mingfei unfolded the flyer, and on the back were the recruitment rules for this year's Duel Club:

After the war against the demons ends, we believe that the applications of magical technology will become more widespread, and the number of people who can become summoners will also increase.

This means that future competitions will likely have far less stringent requirements than those in formal tournaments.

Therefore, we've decided to change our previous grouping system, which was based on grade, number of cards in the deck, total star rating, and average star rating. Instead, we'll use a true free-for-all to select the ultimate elites.

[1. The selection method for this Duel Club is [Street Duel], and the scene is limited to Traveler's Street.]

2. Each student who registers for the Duel Club will receive a Scoreboard with an initial score of 1 point. When your score reaches zero, you will automatically receive 1 point when entering Traveler's Street the following week.

[3. Street duels are initiated by the collision of scoreboards. The winner takes 1 point from the loser. When the scoreboard reaches 10 points, it can be submitted to the prefect of each house to become a member of the Duel Club.]

"...A street duel?"

……

Upon entering Traveler's Street, Lu Mingfei was immediately stunned by the flow of people coming and going.

At this moment, each of them had a huge, transparent display screen floating above their heads; many showed 0, and they were looking dejected; others showed 1, and they began to fight as soon as their eyes met.

"What's that? A scoreboard?"

"Oh, no," the senior student, who had just finished a battle, replied.

The number 3 is flashing above his head, indicating that he has already won two matches. He only needs to win seven more matches to become a member of the Duel Club.

"The scoreboard is actually a magic card; the thing above it is the scoreboard's active effect—"

"Display your score to attract other players to challenge you."

"You're a freshman, right? Would you like to get a scoreboard too?"

Lu Mingfei shook his head in refusal—he felt he still had some self-respect, and having a floating screen on him in broad daylight was indeed somewhat unacceptable.

However, street duels...

That would be a good fit for Rong En; at least he's a fighting force.

Street duels are different from the ring duels in the previous rookie cup. There are no referees, no stopping the fight, and only one rule: "You can't interfere with people outside the duel." Otherwise, there are no restrictions.

This means that in a duel, you can simply throw a punch and strike your opponent's face.

Of course, everyone present was a student. Doing that would indeed lead to victory, but it would also result in a complete loss of face. Apart from those who are obsessed with winning and losing, almost no one would do that.

Most people adhere to incomplete dueling rules, namely:

Destroy all enemy magical spirits to automatically win the duel.

So at this moment, thousands of magical effects flew across the streets, and countless creatures roared in unison, leaving Lu Mingfei overwhelmed with the spectacle. Only one thought remained in his mind:

"In the traveler's town, I can hear all sorts of sounds..."

A dragon-shaped magical sprite was sent flying, landing in front of Lu Mingfei. The black dragon, about the size of a calf, was filled with rage in its eyes and immediately turned its head to find a target to vent its fury on—

Then he saw Lu Mingfei, whose path was blocked, and a roar was swallowed back down his throat.

"Oh, sorry." The senior student came running over in a flash. Lu Mingfei could see that the '7' above her head had just changed to a '6'. "Junior, were you scared? A black dragon like that..."

Before she could finish her explanation and apology, Heilong did something that caught her completely off guard:

It folded its wings, lowered its head, and stretched its head toward Lu Mingfei with an almost worshipful devotion, so that he could reach out and touch its neck.