Ah this...

Why do such malicious groups appear?! Did you really draw the lottery?

Ge Li was slightly stunned under the dull look of Vien who suspected life.

Immediately, she curled the corners of her mouth with a sure win.

"Ha--Your guy is only able to fight me with a man now, Miss Chris."

Wien was shocked and quickly stepped forward and stopped the two of them.

But before he could say anything, Chris pulled the collar from behind and pushed it away.

"But don't forget how you lost to me back then."

"It's different from the past." Ge Li didn't seem to care about her words at all, and her expression had no change at all. "Do you dare to compete with me alone now?"

Chris' expression stopped.

If it is limited to the limited conditions of a separate competition, I can no longer respond to the challenge as unscrupulously as before.

Because she could no longer say with confidence that she would definitely be able to surpass the person in front of her.

If Ge Li doesn't talk about martial ethics and proposes to fight her directly, there is no possibility of winning in the current situation.

Perhaps it was because she could see from Chris's silence that she lacked confidence, and Ge Li smiled a lot more sincerely.

"It's okay, even if you hide behind someone else's back, I can still win."

"As long as you win the last time, it doesn't matter how many times I lose before that... and you can't afford to lose once."

At this moment, Wien deeply realized what a real dilemma is.

It was as if she had seen through the person in front of her, she crossed over Chris without looking sideways and came to Oliv.

Oliv looked back and forth at the two noble ladies who seemed to be very conflicted, but finally chose to pretend that they didn't see anything. "Several students, you have two minutes of warm-up time before the competition, please seize it."

As she said that, she moved out of the position.

Wien could only ignore the curious gazes around him attracted by the dispute and led the members of the group to the instrument in the middle.

"Everyone stands on both sides of me in order, and listen to my instructions later." He whispered, "You will always input magic at a fixed frequency and low intensity later. Well... just once a second, and don't worry about the rest."

"If you feel that you can't support it, just say it out loud. In short, try to avoid sudden fluctuations so that I can't deal with it in time."

The rest responded with a serious look on their faces: "Yes!"

The number plate drawn by Chris was No. 14, and it happened to be sandwiched between the other two groups.

Wien pretended to be careless and glanced at Tasia, who was also cheering up the song.

Geli had no expression, but Tasia was very interested in holding the ball used to input magic.

Wien, who was a little bit unconscious, also picked up the magic sensor at his hand.

Close your eyes and give out a little magic power and input it in.

It's like entering a long box with a very narrow width, which can only move in a narrow space. Once the boundary area is detected, the corresponding magic power will appear, offsetting the magic power you input.

Wien probably understood that the "repulsive force" is the magic power that was originally stored in the instrument.

He suddenly felt a little unhappy.

Before, Professor Conley suddenly asked himself to go to the laboratory to charge the storage, and most of the time he had fun, he consumed it clean every day.

Damn, why don’t you tell me about this kind of interesting thing?

Fortunately, the finished product has come out, so it won’t be too troublesome to modify it one day.

All groups practiced for a while and the team cooperated. Under Oliv's instructions, the game finally officially began.

Chris tried hard to input the magic into the sensor, and even his face turned red.

Wien's magic joined a little later, gently pushing it toward the clear yellow light spot falling from the top.

Everyone can see clearly the changes that occur inside the magic field formed by the instrument.

"Don't worry, the light spots landed very slowly at the beginning." Wien comforted softly.

I saw two light spots colliding with each other, and in the blink of an eye they suddenly dissipated like rain and snow melting.

Seeing this scene in front of you, Chris became a little excited and his response was also affected. The magic power input next time was obviously beyond the agreed strength.

Wien's expression was as calm as ever, but he silently reduced a little magic accordingly.

The second clear yellow light spot was also successfully eliminated.

Perhaps he discovered the slight mistake he had just made and wanted to make adjustments, but the magic power he inputted for the third time was less.

But this is harmless, and Wien has been able to adapt to the situation in a basic and skillful way.

After only entering for the fourth time, Chris couldn't continue. Even maintaining magical condensation was reluctant. Wien immediately spoke out and reminded: "Gavin, until you start."

The classroom was very quiet, with only one or two short commands occasionally issued in the test group. In terms of the atmosphere, the current situation is undoubtedly more tense than any previous one.

In the last row of this large step classroom, there were more than a dozen teachers sent to study from different colleges and universities.

Each of them prepared paper and pen with them, and kept observing the performance of everyone on the field, and occasionally recording something.

From the beginning of the classroom to the present, these people have made almost no noise.

"Hey... the above three groups seem to be the most powerful groups at present. Maybe the final winner is one of them. Who do you think will win?"

A teacher finally couldn't bear it and started whispering to his friends.

"I heard that the girl with flax hair on the left is the owner of the magic of light that Qingxi Academy has always maintained for the first time." The young man sitting next to him pondered, "I think she should be able to win, right?"

Although their voices were not loud, they were still heard by others around them.

A middle-aged woman not far away suddenly turned around and put forward different opinions.

"Although that girl is very strong, she should not be as good as the group where the Edgeworth family is on the right."

"The members of that group are all students with a rating of A. In our college, I'm afraid they are all second to none. When it comes to group collaboration, no matter how you look at it, that group has more potential."

The two sides have different opinions, and the man who was refuted just now wants to continue the argument.

As a result, before he could speak again, he was suppressed by the vice dean of the college's team: "Enough, you guys are quiet!"

"Get the excellent experience of others and don't affect normal teaching!"
Chapter completed!