4 Chapter 4 A Black Horse

Under the gaze of the crowd, the test finally began.

The test was very simple. The staff pushed out a crystal ball the size of a coconut. Through contact with their hands, the students injected magic power into it with the greatest effort.

This crystal ball was very sensitive to magic power. Once magic power was injected into it, it would emit a different luster according to its magic power.

A student who up nervously.

He took a deep breath and pressed the crystal ball with his hand.

"Ha!"

He gave a loud shout and injected all his magic power into the ball.

As a result, the crystal ball only emitted a cherry red halo.

The recorder took a look at it and recorded the amount of magic power with a poker face. He shouted, "Junior mage! Spirit power, 30 to 35, the next one."

The student shook his head and sighed.

Spirit power 20 and above were just junior mage, 30 to 35. It could only be said that it was better than qualified, far from outstanding.

The next student went up the stage and still tried his best to do it, but the result was still cherry red and a little lighter than the previous one.

Seeing this, Nicholas couldn't help but sigh.

Although it was expected, this group of students was too bad.

Eight hundred people had been tested, but there was no intermediate mage. More than a dozen people were even a little far from the preliminary mage.

I had expected to have one or two black horses to humiliate me, but it seemed that there was no chance.

Andrew sighed when he saw the students fighting desperately.

Why did they use so much strength? Magic power won't change a little because of your muscle.

It only took a student ten seconds to take the test. There were ten crystal balls in total, and sixty students could be tested every minute. The test was very fast.

Finally, the girl standing next to Andrew and the student in front of him stepped onto the stage.

This girl, if one looked carefully, anyone would probably be shocked by her gorgeous face.

Her fiery red hair was covered with a faint halo as if it was sprinkled with golden sand in the sun.

With a moth head, beautiful eyebrows, almond eyes, and a fine nose, she was extremely beautiful.

She was only sixteen or seven years old, and her breast was already very big, as same as Kelly's beautiful bust.

Moreover, the thin summer clothes made it more attractive. It could be seen that the bust shape was also very good.

It might not be like some women who had large breasts, but when the bra was taken off, they were either in the shape of a funnel or seriously expanded, or they were born with a slight droop, or they had a huge areola.

Noticing Andrew's gaze, the girl squinted at him and snorted, "What are you looking at? Mind your own business!"

Andrew was stunned and then smiled, saying nothing.

Her name was Taylor, the campus belle of Lion Eagle Mage Academy. At the same time, she had good talent.

She was both beautiful and talented.

Most importantly, she was engaged to Andrew. She was Andrew's fiancée.

Andrew didn't feel sorry for her. Instead, he felt guilty.

Before he learned the magic, he had a good relationship with Taylor. But because of Andrew's low qualifications, his engagement with Taylor was in jeopardy.

It was said that Taylor's family had already had the idea of breaking off the engagement.

And Andrew knew Taylor's attitude.

She hated him for not being able to live up to her expectations.

If he was talented, how could she bear so many rumors?

So Andrew felt a little guilty for Taylor.

Behind her, Kaleb looked at this scene and snorted.

That was why Kaleb hated Andrew.

Taylor was the most talented girl in the school, but she was engaged to Andrew, a bastard.

It's just a waste. Do you deserve it?

Finally, it was Taylor's turn.

Taylor took a deep breath to calm herself down and strode towards the crystal ball.

Although she looked calm on the surface, she was nervous.

Her heavy steps betrayed her nervousness.

In front of the crystal ball, Taylor took three deep breaths, mobilized all magic power, and gently pressed her hand on the crystal ball.

The next second, Nicholas's eyes were attracted.

Taylor's crystal ball was much lighter than other students, and its color was no longer the same cherry red and light cherry, but a special orange.

Nicholas narrowed his eyes.

Taylor tried her best to use out all the magic power, but the color was still orange and didn't change.

Unfortunately, it was not enough.

Seeing that Taylor finally ran out of magic power and put down her hand tiredly, Nicholas sighed.

After a period of cultivation, she should be able to barely enter the intermediate mage level.

Well, it seemed that not all of them were mediocre. There were still a few who were slightly better.

Thinking of this, Nicholas silently remembered Taylor.

Junior mage! Spirit power, 45 to 50, next."

Taylor went back to the team in depression. Andrew just stepped forward and wanted to ask her, but Kaleb pushed Andrew away and walked to Taylor first.

He reached out his hand and gently held Taylor's shoulder. He said with concern, "It's okay, Taylor. You still have a chance next time. If you work hard, you might be able to match Director's students."

"The most important thing is to work hard."

"Thank you."

Taylor thanked him with her pale lips and pushed away his hand.

Then she looked at Andrew subconsciously.

It was more accurate to say that she was staring at him.

Feeling guilty, Andrew looked away and didn't dare to look into her eyes.

The sequence of the tests was in zigzags.

After the test was done by the last student in the row, they started from the last student in the next row.

So when it was Andrew's turn, Kaleb behind Andrew was even earlier than Andrew.

Coming to the crystal ball, Taleb snapped his fingers confidently.

'Take a look, Taylor. What kind of man deserves you?

And Andrew, you bastard, let you see clearly how big the gap between you and me is. I deserve Taylor!'

"Ha!"

The muscles of Kaleb bulged all over its body. He used all the magic power.

Kaleb not only used all the magic power in one breath but also exhausted a little magic by squeezing out physical strength.

And after this palm, the crystal ball finally showed a different color from before.

The orange was the same as Taylor's. But in the center of the orange, there was a thin line as thick as chopsticks, which showed the perfect red.

Nicholas saw this.

"Oh?"

He looked at him with great interest.

The knowledgeable recorder next to him was stunned for two seconds before announcing, "Intermediate mage! Spirit power, 50-55, next."

Intermediate mage?

Is there a freshman who was an Intermediate mage?

The students who heard the announcement were all stunned so the test process stopped for a few seconds.

Just now, Taylor's spirit power was between 45 and 50, which was still a little far from the Intermediate level. It was already shocking news.

But after all, she was the most beautiful girl in the famous school and the most talented woman. She should be a talent.

But now, no one could believe that there was another intermediate image in the first-grade freshmen, except for the monster Nason.

The students were shocked and envious, which made Kaleb feel good.

See, this is a genius.

However, when he ran out of magic power, his legs became weak. He knelt on one knee and gasped uncontrollably.

Nicholas was also shocked.

I didn't expect that a black horse would appear.

'Although the entrance gift I prepared is very expensive, I only expected Nason to be the only one. The so-called entrance gift is just to give Nason more help.

But since there was such a genius, it was not impossible to give another one.'

Thinking of this, Nicholas nodded with relief.

However, his conceit was a problem and he had to deal with it.

As the saying goes, there is always someone stronger than you. There is no limit to talent. Although the intermediate mage of grade one is rare, it is not rare in the world.

Not to mention the senior stage, it was not unprecedented in history for a student to become an intermediate magician student in grade one.

With the help of the staff, he staggered back to the team, as if he had been squatting for too long.

Along the way, when passing by Nason, Nason glanced at him.

There was neither hostility nor jealousy in Nason's eyes, but only contempt.

Nason's team took the test very quickly.

Next, it was his turn.