Chapter 320 What Kind of Useless Protagonist Script

Ild was born 25 years ago in an ordinary civilian family, the kind without even a surname.

Ordinary family, ordinary parents, ordinary him.

Well, actually he is not that ordinary.

After all, having the talent of a spellcaster is still relatively rare and rare in the small town where Ild lives.

Because of this, he has been placed with high hopes since he was a child.

His parents, elders, and friends are all happy for him, hoping that he can become a big figure in those legendary stories in the future, the kind of arcane master who is like a god.

It is really the hope of the whole village.

Unfortunately, Ild did not appreciate it.

He hated his origin, hated his incompetent parents, hated the injustice of God, and was equally jealous of all those who were better than him.

With this twisted mentality, he left his hometown early and came to the Emerald Empire alone to study, and almost barely entered the Magic Wizard Academy, a place he had only heard of in stories.

He thought he would shine here, and the Magik Wizard Academy would be the place where he would take off, leaving a strong mark in his future career of becoming a near-god.

But. What you think is what you think?

When Ild entered the Arcane Academy, he despairingly discovered that he was at the bottom here.

The sense of superiority he once had over ordinary people in his hometown was gone.

In this place, he had nothing to show for himself.

Family background, hard work, talent, nothing could compare.

This made his jealousy more twisted and swollen.

What's more terrible is that this strong interference caused by mentality problems even affected his talent, which was not good to begin with, making him slower in arcane learning and cultivation.

It's been the third year since he came to the academy, but he is still a first-year student.

This made him feel extremely humiliated.

When the day of the God's Birthday came, he, who was gloomy, withdrawn, and had a twisted personality, did not receive any gifts from his friends, only the redbud flower of equality for all beings from Mende, his rich brother.

A highly gifted magician, good at studying, popular, well-off, and of noble birth.

In the twisted eyes of Ild, this buff has been completely stacked.

Mende's Bauhinia is not a gift to him, but an insult!

He was furious and wanted to smash this exquisite sculpture to pieces.

But he held back because he was really short of money.

This made his heart even more twisted, almost going crazy.

Just when he was about to go crazy with this madness to meditate and practice, a strange black gas quietly merged into Ild's body.

The boiling magic power was instantly stabilized, and it was growing rapidly at an incredible speed, and the speed of practice was rising sharply.

Looking at the changes in his body, Ild didn't feel anything wrong.

He was even ecstatic about it!

Here it comes!

It's finally here!

His true talent has finally been revealed, and he is finally going to rise and counterattack!

After years of humiliation, his own legend is about to begin!

He laughed wildly in the dormitory, and his laughter was extremely eerie and terrifying.

The roommate in the next dormitory was cursing, secretly cursing himself for being roommates with this mentally ill lunatic senior. It was so unlucky.

In Ild's heart, the black air was gathering and flickering with two red lights.

After the God's Birthday, everything seemed to be on the right track.

Mende brought a large number of copies of the royal collection of books to Lu Wenwu, and the previous donations were also gradually being made. The "Fifth Brother's Recipe" has also been officially promoted.

In addition to daily study, Lu Wenwu mostly soaked in the library, reading all kinds of gossips. Those who didn't know him thought he was a nerd.

Several professors who had a good relationship with Lu Wenwu were very happy after receiving his return gifts for the God's Birthday.

Especially old man Wood.

He got a special alloy that Lu Wenwu had obtained from the Shenzhou military.

This new way of metal arrangement and combination is completely unprecedented in the Continent of Gods.

For an alchemist, there is no better gift than using ordinary metals to make materials that are far superior to ordinary magic metals by matching them in proportion!

Wood even stopped asking Lu Wenwu to do odd jobs for a whole month, and even stopped the alchemy class for small classes, and has been doing research in his own laboratory.

What?

Ask where this metal comes from?

Don't ask, it's inherited from ancestors!

Ild, who was chosen by the mysterious black gas, also launched a turnaround.

He changed his previous loneliness and gloom, and suddenly became confident and arrogant.

According to classmates at the Arcane Academy, this old senior who had been held back for many years seemed to have "accumulated a lot of experience".

Ild first made great progress in his cultivation, and then quickly passed the middle-grade upgrade assessment that had been stuck for a long time before.

Then, he actually applied for the senior grade entrance examination at the speed of light, and passed it directly when no one was optimistic about it!

This undoubtedly shocked everyone.

Many classmates who once looked down on him said that this guy was a bit outrageous, like a different person.

The professors who thought he was hopeless before began to pay attention to him, re-evaluated his talent and spellcasting ability, and considered whether to include him in the scope of small-class teaching.

After all, even if the Magik Wizard Academy advocates teaching without discrimination, the arcane training system, where a thousand people may have a thousand different situations, is still best taught in small classes, or even one-on-one.

The master-apprentice system of ancient magicians also makes sense.

It's not that they don't want to teach, but they really can't teach too many apprentices.

Some professors who taught him before did not doubt his sudden change.

First, this is Magik, the strongest magic academy in the entire continent, no one else, and no evil forces can make waves here.

Second, this sudden change in personality, or the emergence of some personality problems due to various reasons, is a normal phenomenon and is not worth making a fuss about.

If there is really something wrong, just suppress it.

No one really thinks that the academy is just a charity, right?

Many professors have blood on their hands before they enter the school to teach and retire!

Arcane Academy, practical training ground.

The bell rang, and countless arcane masters walked out of the training ground, talking about the wonderful moments just now.

A classic show-off and slap-in-the-face segment just took place in class.

In the arcane duel within the class, Ild used his superb arcane level to severely humiliate those who he had been crazy about and envied, and beat two classmates who had once disdained him directly into the infirmary.

This made Isidro and Goodell, who were temporarily responsible for teaching a class, frown.

It happened that Lu Wenwu had no class in the afternoon, so he came here to find Isidro and Goodell for a private lesson.

Seeing that his two cheap uncles were staring at Ild, Lu Wenwu asked curiously: "Uncle Isidro, Uncle Goodell, what are you looking at?"

The middle-aged old coach Long raised his chin, his eyes pointed.

Lu Wenwu followed his gaze and saw Ild surrounded by the crowd.

"Who is this?" He was a little confused.

Goodell explained: "His name is Ild, a senior student of the Arcane Academy. He has been in the limelight recently. He was held back for two years, but now he has jumped two grades and reached the senior grade, and he has easily defeated many senior students with excellent grades."

In a few words, the Blood Knight roughly explained the other party's past and recent performance, and Lu Wenwu quickly got to know him.

Lu Wenwu: "."

I guess, thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don't bully the poor young man?

The standard start of the useless online novel protagonist!

Being ridiculed for three years, then rising up in anger, and catching up in the later stage to pretend to be slapped in the face!

But this guy has been staying in school all the time, what kind of golden finger can he get?

It can't be a time traveler who has awakened the system.

Sign in at xx place, reward xx years of cultivation?

Make a choice on xx event, reward xx level of arcane proficiency?

It was still the more popular proficiency panel before I crossed over, and I could move up unconditionally. Oh, this guy is a lazy guy, this is unlikely.

Hmm. It can't be a system that can get things by playing badly, right?

This is a bit too much.

Looking at the proud figure that was almost looking up to the sky, Lu Wenwu's thoughts began to run wildly like a runaway hair, rushing in a strange direction.

Just when he was distracted, Ild seemed to notice the sight behind him.

When he saw that it was Lu Wenwu, the original excitement disappeared, replaced by a strong anger, and an emotion called "desire for revenge" spread wildly in his heart.

Like weeds, it grows wildly.

"Hey! You are the first among the freshmen of the Magic Academy this year, the invincible Tyrannosaurus Rex, right?" Ild suddenly said, with a hint of scarlet in his eyes.

"Ah? You're calling me?" Lu Wenwu just came back to his senses, "What's wrong? What's the matter?"

This momentary confusion after just reacting, in the eyes of Ild, whose mind was already twisted, was undoubtedly a kind of contempt and disdain for him, a silent insult and contempt for him.

As a result, he instantly became even more furious, with a faint shadow in his eyes.

"At the opening ceremony, the dean said that your talent is unprecedented and unparalleled, and you are a heaven-defying existence that can compare the truth with the realm of a senior magician. I don't accept it. Do you dare to challenge me in a glorious duel between spellcasters?"

Glorious duel between spellcasters?

Lu Wenwu raised his eyebrows.

He happened to have seen this somewhat unpopular and obscure thing recently.

This is a customary way of making appointments among spellcasters that was born in ancient times.

There may be some subtle differences in the specific implementation, but generally speaking, it is witnessed by the God of Magic, betting on the honor of both parties, and it can not only determine the superiority, but also decide life and death.

Why do you say it can also be a duel of life and death?

Because this thing is usually a fight of anger, probably similar to the type of unlimited fighting, and rarely an honor duel is held because of hatred.

If there is a real life-and-death feud, why would you duel, just do it directly.

In general, this thing has a sense of déjà vu of a medieval knight duel on Blue Star.

"I refuse." Lu Wenwu shrugged, "I only knew your name for the first day, why would I duel with you?"

"Are you afraid? Don't you dare to compete with me to see who is the real genius?" A trace of ridicule appeared on the corner of Ild's mouth, "Are you worried that you can't beat me and make a fool of yourself? Are you worried that others will find that your genius is not worthy of your reputation?"

Before Lu Wenwu could say anything, Isidro picked up his staff on the spot and wanted to give this guy in front of him a hard blow, who didn't know the truth and was talking nonsense.

Fortunately, Goodell had quick hands and eyes and stopped him.

"No, buddy, are you sick?"

Lu Wenwu had a stern expression on his face, and his eyes were full of confusion.

It's somewhat true. This duel application is simply more abstract than the God King's gambling game.

"You have repeated the grade for two years and are always at the bottom of the list; I have been the first in the lower grade of the Magic Academy since I entered the school. Is this still a comparison?"

"Although I consider myself not a magic or arcane genius, anyone with a discerning eye should be able to tell which one of us is more talented, right? Besides, even if I only occasionally come to audit two arcane classes, my grades will not be the same. Isn’t it bad?”

"Pfft."

I don’t know who didn’t tense up and laughed out loud in the dark corner.

Waves of undetectable pointing and pointing came from all directions. It was hard to hear clearly, but it was indeed there.

Lu Wenwu is indeed not very talented in arcane arts.

But his mental power and soul power are too huge to withstand him, and he can pile up middle and low-level arcane models just by relying on their quality.

This allows him to rank high among the junior students of the Arcane Academy - even if this guy comes to audit once or twice a week, most of what he listens to is not pure attack-type arcana.

Ild's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, with a red temperature at the speed of light.

He pointed at Lu Wenwu, his whole body trembling with intense anger.

humiliation!

This is naked public humiliation!

He wished he could eat Lu Wenwu's flesh, drink Lu Wenwu's blood, and crush him to ashes in order to relieve his hatred!

Before Ild could continue to say harsh words, Lu Wenwu continued to finish the attack and said: "Also. Everyone should know that we magicians are special. We only officially started practicing after entering school. This is equivalent to me actually only practicing. Just a few months.”

"And you, this one, uh, sorry, what's your name? I was distracted just now, I didn't remember it."

Speaking of this, he suddenly got stuck and looked back at Goodell.

Goodell suppressed his laughter and whispered: "His name is Ild."

"Oh yes, Ild."

Lu Wenwu suddenly realized and turned his head back.

"Look, Senior Ild, you should have been practicing since you were a child. You have been practicing for far longer than I know how long. Why do you think that defeating me, a magician who has just practiced for a few months, can prove that you are better than me?" Am I more of a genius? This doesn’t make sense logically!”

"No matter how you look at it, you should challenge the classmates who entered school in the same year as you, right? As far as I know, there was already a senior in the same batch as you who has advanced to the sixth ring and successfully applied to stay in school after graduating early. Now he’s an assistant coach.”

"Only by defeating her can you prove your strength and talent."

"By coincidence, I happen to have the contact information of that senior. Do you want me to send you a duel invitation?"

After saying that, he just stared at the other person with a very sincere look.

Lu Wenwu didn't deceive people, he really did.

The sixth-ring arcanist senior sister is currently running errands for the school with a professor. The location of the mission coincidentally happens to be the Bauhinia Empire.

Lu Wenwu, who almost had a godson, naturally knew him.

Those extremely sincere eyes stared at Ild's originally flushed face, which alternated between blue and white, switching back and forth like a neon light.

Defeat a sixth-level arcanist?

This is simply a fantasy!

He is just barely able to advance to the fourth level now. The gap between the two realms is such a big deal!

In the end, Ild seemed to be unable to bear the humiliation and left angrily after leaving a venting "Just wait for me". He looked like a good-for-nothing protagonist who was ready to pretend to be a slap in the face after being insulted by the villain.

Only the other arcane masters and professors who were in great joy were left, as well as Lu Wenwu, who felt baffled.

The entire training ground was filled with happy air.