A stinky cultivator has arrived in the magic world.

Chapter 12 Left punch deals high damage, right punch deals high damage

The roar was so powerful it shook the earth. Several teenagers were caught off guard and almost fell over. They stood up angrily, but when they saw the giant boy's terrifying body, they shut their mouths in frustration.

Carol pressed her ear: "Come on, come on."

The giant boy strode forward with a proud and confident air, his eyes fixed intently on the two figures in the simulated battlefield:

"I am a giant, and also a mage. I have bestowed upon myself the Wind Wall, Water Mirror Shield, Mud Armor, and Ice Crystal Bracers!"

The simulated magic apprentice's body rapidly expanded, just like before, instantly growing into a small giant with explosive muscles. At the same time, a rotating, weak wind wall appeared around his body, a round shield made of thin water appeared, a layer of hardened mud appeared on his body, and ice crystal armor condensed on his forearms.

It looks like a small fortress, protecting itself completely.

Carol shook her head slightly.

These are all first-tier spells that magic apprentices can master. They offer some defense against fireballs and fire waves, and "Sprint" can increase running speed to some extent.

But there isn't a single offensive spell. Is this giant boy planning to only defend and not attack?

This won't last long against a novice mage and a large number of second-tier spells.

Thormont's eyes shone brightly as he continued to issue orders, this time with only a few words:

"Approaching rapidly!"

The little giant, covered in first-tier spells, sped forward against the fireballs of the novice mage. Fire rained down from the sky, layers of flames covering his path, and fireballs crashed down with the force of tearing through the air. In a short while, the various protective spells on the little giant's body were scattered to pieces, and it looked like only a few faint lights remained, about to dissipate in the next instant.

Once these defensive spells dissipate, and the mage is exposed to them, they will only be burned to a crisp.

Many people sighed as the little giant drew near to become a novice fire mage.

They could already foresee the tragic end of this giant boy.

Only Carol seemed to have thought of something, her expression changing slightly as she stared at the little giant, a bold idea popping into her head.

No way?

"Smash it!"

With an excited shout from Thormont, the little giant's blood and energy erupted, almost to the point of madness. His eyes widened in fury, and his powerful energy surged. His fists, which were larger than casserole dishes, were not imbued with any magic, but were merely condensed with earth magic elements, shimmering with a layer of bright earthy yellow light. They slammed down with divine brilliance!

Left punch deals high damage, right punch deals high damage!

In an instant, earth and stones flew, sand and dust splattered everywhere, accompanied by powerful auras. The novice mage, who was simulated by elements, couldn't even withstand two punches under this violent and pure physical attack, and was directly turned into wisps of light and dissipated!

boom!

The little giant's fist landed, leaving only a deep crater in the spot.

Everyone was stunned!

Unexpectedly, this giant boy was able to defeat a magician who was a level higher than him in such a brutal and swift manner!

Viola looked at Lorne with admiration:

"Your brain works incredibly well!"

This test assesses the candidates' own wisdom, and Lorne specifically instructed Thormont not to tell anyone that it was his idea.

Viola, however, overheard the entire process and initially thought the method had a very high success rate, but she never expected it to be so incredibly effective. The novice mage was completely powerless to fight back!

With giant blood and magical talent, Tormont is terrifying to mages, and Lorne, who probably came up with this trick, is even more monstrous!

Lorne said calmly, "Stay calm, stay calm."

When he watched Tormont's first simulation, he thought that if he were the giant, he could quickly approach the opponent's magic while enduring it. As long as the opponent couldn't kill him instantly, he could use his power to smash the opponent into pieces, while he himself would at most be severely injured.

After all, giants have no magic resistance, but they are invincible in physical damage.

Later, when they learned that Tormont also had magical talent, it became even simpler. They just cast a few defensive spells on themselves and charged in, even if it was a bit slow.

If the defensive magic layout could be optimized, with a streamlined structure, and a few speed-boosting spells added to the feet, allowing one to teleport directly in front of the opponent, which mage wouldn't be afraid?

Tormont suffered from being too naive.

Without a doubt, the Giant Boy game is complete.

At the same time, Lorne also received a prompt to "help the barbarian descendants clear the level and gain friendship", and his cultivation points increased by 1.

……

Congratulations on passing all the tests.

A clear and magnetic voice came from above, unhurried and gentle, like a spring breeze brushing across a lake.

Everyone looked up.

Greenery hangs down from the sky like a veil, and countless vines grow quietly in the air, weaving together to form a long, verdant staircase.

An elegant figure slowly descended from the sky, each step landing precisely on a spreading leaf, her posture composed, as if she were not descending, but strolling among the clouds.

It was Professor Sylvie.

The entrance exams were over, and only the prospective freshmen who had passed the tests and the senior mages who served as assistant examiners remained in the square.

Everyone greeted him politely.

Professor Sylvie nodded slightly, glanced at everyone, and gently reminded them:

Hold on tight to what's around you, or pull each other closer.

While the newcomers were still bewildered, the older students, including Carol, had already found their own safe havens or cast spells on themselves. Even Sir Meow Leon, the assistant examiner for the first assessment, jumped onto a companion's shoulder, his nails digging into his robes, causing the companion to grimace.

Professor Sylvie produced a foot-long wand from who-knows-where, flicked her wrist, pointed it straight to the sky, and then a blinding light burst from the tip of the wand, shooting upwards and spreading outwards in an inverted bowl shape, enveloping all directions.

hum!

The next moment, the huge bluestone plaza beneath their feet suddenly trembled, and a deep rumble came from its edges.

Countless streams of azure magical light surged from the ground, instantly weaving together to form a geometric magic circle that covered the entire plaza!

"Wow!"

"What's going on!?"

Amidst gasps of surprise, Lorne felt a powerful force rising from beneath his feet. The intricate and mysterious geometric patterns resembled a platform, lifting them into the air, followed by an intense feeling of weightlessness.

A biting gust of air whistled past my ears, making my clothes flutter. The buildings on the ground shrank visibly, and the entire outline of the city came into view, eventually transforming into squares on a chessboard.

The place where they originally lived is now just a wasteland on the edge of the city.

The entire square suddenly flew up!