Chapter 314: Long-Distance Running Champion and Strange Combat Magic Professor

Although Lu Wenwu often compared the current Magik Wizarding Academy with Hogwarts after arriving, there were actually many differences.

Unlike Hogwarts, which focuses on happy education, Magic Academy's course schedule is quite tight.

Maybe it's because the students are generally in their twenties and have a slightly more mature mentality than children, so there are very few pretense.

Students who come to study here cherish their talents and learning opportunities, and the overall learning atmosphere is biased toward involution.

No, after dinner, the library, study rooms, and practice rooms were all full.

There are many people practicing spells, refining medicines, completing homework, exchanging experiences, and even exercising in the physical training ground.

Lu Wenwu is naturally no exception.

Unlike others who were working hard to learn various combat magics, he was more interested in various auxiliary magics, historical biographies, and anecdotes.

After all, the main mission still had to be done, even if he decided to relax a little this time.

What's more, he is not very interested in combat magic.

It is nothing more than mixing various classic magic in traditional Western fantasy, compressing it into a shining "light bar" and shooting it out, causing an effect after hitting.

This is not surprising. Even if Lu Wenwu has not started to systematically learn combat magic, he can still judge its operating principle through different attribute fluctuations.

Weird things, those weird auxiliary magics.

That was something Lu Wenwu had no clue about, and he couldn't understand the working principle of this thing at all.

Even the book does not mention the underlying logic of the operation of these magic spells. It only emphasizes the casting gestures, the wizard's will, the standard tone of the spell, and the improvement of mental power, magic power, micro-management ability, etc. through repeated exercise of the magic spells.

When the low bell rang, Lu Wenwu sighed in distress, closed the book in front of him, and returned it to its original place.

Well, it was a fruitless day!

Oh no, I still gained some.

Got a job.

Because he broke his flying broom during class, when he took Snow with him to the kitchen for dinner, Old Man Wood confidently wanted to arrest him for working as a handyman on Sunday afternoons to make up for the school's losses.

Lu Wenwu felt a little complicated when he thought of this.

On the surface, it is said to be to make up for the school's losses, but in fact, there are some invisible wages for doing handyman work for Old Man Wood - such as procuring some scraps for free, learning alchemy techniques, etc.

Generally speaking, only outstanding students who have taken small classes in their senior year have this qualification.

Lu Wenwu understood in his heart that this was because the old man felt pity for his "tragic life experience" and tried to find a way to give him something to relieve himself.

The environment in the last dungeon was too bad, and the underworld was like this for cultivating immortality.

If there hadn't been a world-destroying natural disaster like the True Demon Mother Insect, it might have turned into a plot involving Lu Wenwu and the monsters vs. the good demons.

I met so many kind-hearted people this time that I felt a little uncomfortable.

never mind.

That's it for now, let's go to bed first.

Lu Wenwu used some tricks to strengthen the school bed, and fell asleep with Maomao.

The next morning.

The novice adaptation period has passed, and the basic physical fitness class before breakfast at Magic Academy of Magic made a group of pampered aristocratic students complain endlessly.

Except for Lu Wenwu and two other civilian students, all the other human students in the class were complaining about their condition.

It's a three-kilometer journey after getting up, and magic assistance is not allowed, which is killing many people.

When students from special races like Snow did not need to participate, the tall and tall Lu Wenwu once again became the focus among the students.

Um.

No matter who sees a two-meter-tall big man with long legs running a three-kilometer distance in just ten minutes, without blushing or beating, or even sweating, it should be Everyone will be shocked.

On the physical training ground, watching Lu Wenwu continue to trot all the way to the cafeteria, an aristocratic girl couldn't help but complain:

"Oh my God, we are obviously here to learn magic, and we are not here to become warriors and knights covered in muscles. Why do we have to endure such torture?"

"It's not like everyone is like a tyrannosaurus. There is one that looks like a human, but is actually completely like a baby dragon! The academy is clearly torturing us!"

Such a voice resonates with many new human beings.

Even if they are not industrious and indifferent to grains, they are usually pampered aristocrats, but suddenly doing a three-kilometer exercise is still a bit too intense.

Many people started jogging at walking speed, or complained in low voices, or envied Lu Wenwu's good physique.

At this time, the second prince Zijin, who was sweating and panting, tried his best to look calm and calm, and said: "It's only three kilometers, and you are already scared? You know, starting from next month, we will I’ll start running five kilometers every morning!”

"What!? Five kilometers!?"

"Is this a joke?"

"I will definitely be unable to eat every morning!"

"Why is the academy doing this?"

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Seeing that everyone's attention was drawn to him, the second prince's face suddenly showed a hint of pride and an excited flush.

He really enjoys the feeling of being noticed by others.

This made him extremely excited!

Even though he was exhausted, he still pretended to be fine and said with a serious face:

"Stupid! Do you think magicians just stand there and cast spells?"

"What if you run out of magic power while fighting with others?"

"What if your wand breaks accidentally in the wilderness? Are you going to stand there and wait for death like an ordinary person?"

"The academy is training our physical fitness, making us more sensitive and more patient, so that we can withstand high-intensity battles without dying accidentally!"

"And I heard from my father that exercising in this most primitive way can better promote the increase of the total amount of magic power."

"Our magician's body is very magical. Even with this ordinary running, the speed of magic power growth is much faster than those arcane masters who meditate and practice all day!"

At this point, the second prince sighed and shook his head, saying in a very helpless and regretful tone: "You guys really don't understand the good intentions of the academy."

Don't say it.

Although this guy is jealous of others who are more popular than him and longs for the feeling of being the center of attention, the information he has is indeed correct.

Physical training is to improve the physical fitness of magicians.

As we all know, magicians are thin-skinned and big-bodied.

Even a magician at the level of a mage is only slightly better than an ordinary person, but his life span is long and his body ages slowly.

Even with the blessing of the physique of the elves, Vice Dean Netel's health bar barely exceeded 200,000.

Ridiculously fragile.

Therefore, in this case, it is very necessary for mages below the level of truth to strengthen their bodies in the way of ordinary people.

Or you are in a magic duel with someone, and you say to the other person that your arms are sore that you can't lift them up after ten minutes of fighting, and let's make an appointment another day. Isn't this inappropriate?

Or you are in a passionate duel with someone, dodging the opponent's spells left and right, and after jumping for five minutes, you pant and tell the other person to rest for a while and drink some water before fighting again. Isn't this even more inappropriate?

After learning this, the freshmen's complaints suddenly disappeared.

Even if they complained, they were secretly complaining in their hearts.

Especially the nobles, each one was more proud than the other.

No one wanted to be surpassed and looked down upon by commoners of lower status than themselves. Everyone worked hard to regroup and took physical training seriously.

Although about three-quarters of the people had no appetite for breakfast in the end, and were still a little listless in the combat magic class.

But at least the freshmen persisted and did not give up.

This made the professor in charge of the combat course very pleased.

"Not bad, everyone persisted, and no one needs extra training."

His sharp golden eyes swept across the crooked and defeated soldiers in the class, and finally his eyes stopped on Lu Wenwu, smiling and nodded.

"Especially Mr. Tyrannosaurus, he is exceptionally good."

However, this smile did not last long.

Probably after he saw the Fire Dragon Staff, his originally happy smile instantly froze, and a trace of surprise and anger flashed in his eyes.

He stared at Lu Wenwu, and Lu Wenwu also stared at him.

Unlike other professors who looked a little old, at least middle-aged, the professor in front of him who was responsible for teaching combat magic looked like a young man.

And he was a strong, evil-looking young man with blond hair and golden eyes.

He was wearing a sophisticated golden suit, and the cuffs and buttons of the suit were all made of luxurious magic jade crystal.

In his right hand, he held a magic wand that looked like it was completely covered with high-purity refined gold and embedded with several gems, and he was wearing a pair of golden leather shoes of unknown monsters on his feet.

The sunlight reflected on him and was a bit dazzling.

The first time Lu Wenwu saw this person, he felt that this golden thing must not be human, and humans should not be able to give birth to such a strange aesthetic.

"You can call me Professor Yinyue."

The young man looked away and introduced himself like this.

He did not introduce his own strength, but mentioned another thing.

"If you need help with physical fitness, you can go to my physical fitness assistant-Goodell Rivera, he is a legendary knight, enough to give you guidance."

"Legendary knight! That is no less than the great existence of the truth mage!"

"My God, isn't our school of magic? There is actually a knight professor!"

"Too extravagant, the legendary knight actually came to guide us magicians to exercise basic physical fitness"

The classmates gave face and immediately started to discuss. The originally sluggish spirit quickly recovered and regained spirit.

Seeing that his effect was achieved, Professor Yin Yue took his eyes back from Lu Wenwu and said with a smile: "Okay, children, I think we should start the class. Let's start with the classification of combat magic."

"Goodell Rivera?"

The second prince of Zijing muttered to himself, always feeling that he seemed to have heard this name somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Snow swept Lu Wenwu's elbow with his tail, wrote a small note and handed it over.

"This professor is so strange. He neither mentions his title nor his strength, and he calls us kids! The youngest of us is over 20 years old, right? Baiyin and Xiaohuo Miao are at least several hundred years old!"

Lu Wenwu thought for a while and replied, "Not strange."

He knew the other party was not a human the first time he saw him.

And the name Goodall Rivera made him directly confirm the identity of Professor Yinyue - a silver dragon.

He had seen this person in a certain gossip book yesterday. He was a legendary dragon knight who was active 800 years ago.

The dragon of his contract was a silver dragon that was good at magic.

In the true vision, the analysis results of Professor Yinyue were clearly revealed.

[Astronomical Truth·Silver Moon/Silver Dragon Isidro (S+)]: 2160 0000/2160 0000

[Cultivation]: Middle-aged, Truth Mage, Seventh Ring Arcanist

[Current Status]: Dragon Scale Protection, Dragon Language Magic Body Protection, Dragon Language Transfiguration, Seriousness, Anger

[Analysis]: Middle-aged silver dragon Isidro, who is good at astronomical magic, changed his name to Silver Moon after transforming into a human. He is currently a professor of combat magic at the Magik Magic Academy. He was shocked and angry after discovering the Fire Dragon Staff. Now he is suppressing his anger and teaching students.

Silver dragon came to the human magic academy to be a professor? Interesting.

Lu Wenwu probably knew why the other party's smile suddenly froze.

The magic wand made of dragon bones, dragon scales, and dragon tendons, even if the races of both parties are different, the unique aura of the top race on the dragon is almost the same, and it is easy to identify.

Think about it from another perspective.

If Lu Wenwu saw one of his alien students using a human bone magic weapon when he was teaching, he would be more angry than the other person.

It should be said that the silver dragon is indeed a mild-tempered race. Such anger can be suppressed by force and the students should be taught seriously first.

Lu Wenwu admired this very much.

And the other party is indeed a very good teacher. The content of the explanation is easy to understand, and the explanation process is extensive and citing, from element matching, usage to coping experience.

Except that the eyes he looked at Lu Wenwu were very cold, everything else was pretty good.

The coldness of Yin Yue and Lu Wenwu's own lack of interest in combat magic made the second prince unable to hide his excitement.

Haha!

Sure enough, not all professors like you!

There are always things you are not good at!

He couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth that were raised, and he frantically showed his magic talent to other students, and received amazement and praise again and again.

Lu Wenwu didn't care about it, but kept trying to deconstruct those magical auxiliary magics.

Even during the practical part, he was a little absent-minded, and almost every time he was the last one to finish "barely".

This made Snow a little worried, and he hurriedly asked Lu Wenwu if he didn't eat enough in the morning.

Yin Yue turned a deaf ear to this, and even watched coldly, refusing to give Lu Wenwu any advice.

Soon, as the bell rang, it was time to end the class.

Yin Yue said coldly to Lu Wenwu: "Mr. Tyrannosaurus will stay after class, and the others can leave."

This immediately made the second prince more excited, and even a little ecstatic.

Detention!

Now others will definitely realize who is the best and most noteworthy one in the class!