Chapter 37: I Won’t Give You Any Chance

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“This damned commoner, how does he know so much?!”

Clive reluctantly clapped his hands, feeling angry and frustrated, a sense of helplessness leaving him mentally exhausted.

“Zhang Xing, your answer was perfect. One credit point for you! Other students, don’t be discouraged. We’ve only just begun, and there are plenty of opportunities ahead!”

Sorina smoothed her beautiful yellow hair, her sapphire eyes fixed on Zhang Xing, growing fonder of this little guy.

After the applause died down, the test continued.

“Now, let’s move on to the fifth question. Please state the number of important foundational theories in magic studies and explain their contents. Begin!”

Ding!

“Student Zhang Xing, please answer!”

“There are two theories: the Wences doctrine and the Gaulde theorem.”

“The Wences doctrine, proposed by the renowned magician of the Gadia Dynasty, Wences, states that everything in the world contains a medium of induction.”

“In the post-magic era, a famous theoretical mage emerged in the year 573.”

“He proposed that spells must contain ‘energy’ and ‘state’ as mediums of induction during the casting process.”

“He also created fundamental construction symbol formula and the Gaulde constant in his theory.”

“By using these formulas, one can calculate the magical power or construction symbols required for a spell.”

“This theory is known as the Gaulde theorem by future generations.”

“Answer complete!”

Whoosh!

The audience applauded enthusiastically, cheering for Zhang Xing’s fluent and fast answer!

“Now, for the sixth question, please state the universal grading standards for mages set by the Six Towers Association. Begin!”

Ding!

“Apprentices must be able to cast at least one novice-level spell.”

“A beginner mage can at least…”

“Intermediate mages…”

“Ah! It’s infuriating! Zhang Xing got it again. Next time, I’ll definitely be faster than him!” Clive was almost going mad with anger.

However, Zhang Xing did not give him any chance. He took all 50 questions.

Clive tried to find fault, but he could not. How could he, without such extensive knowledge?

Next was the lunch break, followed by the team test in the afternoon.

In the spacious cafeteria, Zhang Xing sat at a table, his head just peeking above the surface.

Around him were teammates who were considerably taller. This table, with ten people, clearly revolved around Zhang Xing.

It was especially eye-catching in the entire cafeteria.

They all had excited expressions on their faces as they ate and talked loudly about the exciting scene during the game.

“Zhang Xing, I really admire you, especially the second question. Those instructors were all confused, haha!”

“Didn’t you see the expressions of the students from the other groups? They were all dumbfounded.”

“And later, they looked even more dumbfounded, as it was all Zhang Xing’s one-man show.”

“Zhang Xing, we’re counting on you for the afternoon’s team exam.”

“Yeah, we’re not as knowledgeable as you are, and our knowledge is limited.”

“First place in the team will reward each of us with ten credits, which we can use to learn basic magic from the practical instructors. How exciting!”

Zhang Xing nodded in agreement, not engaging in much conversation with them.

From their expressions, it was evident that these aristocratic teammates did not genuinely want to associate with him.

ter all, whether in the school or the entire Empire, emphasis was placed not only on theory but also on practice, or rather, practical combat.

The six major magic academies trained elites, and these students would serve in the Imperial Army upon graduation.

After three years of military service, the children of the nobles could get an official position and obtain some noble titles.

As for the children from poor backgrounds, they mostly went to various battlefields or joined forces to carry out more dangerous missions.