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The woman named Margarita heard Glenn's voice and didn't think much about it, but just moved closer.

A pleasant aroma entered Glenn's nostrils. He pushed the other person away with one hand and said, "Don't try to make connections. My teacher is a married man."

The woman held Glenn's hand, her eyes moving, extremely charming, and said softly:

"He has a family, but you don't? Why don't we..."

Glenn pulled his hand out with all his strength, walked away from the other person, and warned him sternly: "Don't do this again, or I'll go back and tell the teacher that you're bullying the weak!"

The woman who originally wanted to come closer became obedient after hearing Glenn mention his teacher, for she was afraid that the other party would really go back and complain.

"Then why don't you follow me first, little guy, so that no one can bully you. I see that you seem to be here alone, which is not safe."

"no need."

Watching Glenn squeeze into the crowd, Margarita put away her smile, conjured up a mirror, looked carefully, and muttered, "Has your face become fatter? Why is it not attractive to children?"

People around who heard it turned their heads away. No one would like her enthusiasm.

Glenn was walking among the crowd, muttering:

"He is a fourth-level magician after all. He was so arrogant just now, but he became like that after hearing Daoof's name. He has no burden at all. I can't stand it..."

Modi, who was standing by, was listening to Glenn's muttering and felt confused. The other party's words were mixed with many words he didn't understand and it was very difficult for him to listen to.

"The open class has begun!"

Suddenly, the crowd around them began to surge. Glenn stopped muttering and immediately followed the crowd into a classroom.

Modi disappears and the card goes into Glenn's pocket.

There is a jumping number on the door. When it reaches fifty, the flow of people is accurately cut off and the people behind are blocked outside.

Glenn heard the extremely noisy noise suddenly become much quieter. Looking back, he found that the classroom had absolute sound insulation. No wonder the lecturer inside could teach with peace of mind.

The classroom is an auditorium with an orange magic chandelier above and a huge transparent crystal ball on the podium.

Glenn found a seat and sat down, waiting quietly for the class to begin.

"Hi, I'm Mario." A young man with a mushroom head stretched out his hand to Glenn.

"Glenn." Glenn simply shook hands with the other party, then, after a moment of hesitation, said, "I also know a man named Mario, who is a plumber."

"Repairing pipes?" Mario looked puzzled.

"It's a very unpopular profession. It's normal that you don't know about it." Glenn was too lazy to say more.

As he was speaking, the transparent glass ball on the podium moved.

After a few strange noises, an elongated figure slid out of the glass ball like noodles, and finally turned into a slightly hunched old magician in a black robe.

"Hello, my name is Puwendo and I will be the instructor of this class."

The black-robed magician introduced himself.

How could it be such a coincidence? ... Glenn was just wondering when he heard the people who were attending the class talking about it.

"what happened?"

"I do not know?"

The mushroom-haired young man at the side came over and said, "I remember this class was taught by Serius, how come it became Puvendo's?"

"How did you know that?" Glenn looked at the other person curiously.

"Don't you even read the announcement? The academy posted the detailed information of the open class a few days ago."

"I have no idea……"

Pu Wenduo looked at the noisy students and slapped the desk in dissatisfaction. Just as he was about to scold them, he saw the glass ball shake, and then an angry voice came out:

"Puwendo! How dare you sneak attack me! Get out here!"

"Oh no!" Purwendo's face changed, and he was about to run away, but a skinny arm stretched out from the glass ball, grabbed Purwendo's collar, and pulled him into the glass ball.

The classroom was quiet for a while, and then everyone started whispering, discussing what had just happened.

After more than a minute, another figure emerged from the glass ball. It was an old magician in a purple robe. His pointed magic hat was tilted and he looked a little embarrassed.

After tidying himself up a bit, the old magician smiled and said:

"Sorry, everyone. I just had a small problem. I have solved it. I am the lecturer of this class. My name is Serius, a fifth-level magician in the underground elemental field. I am sure you have heard of my name. After all, I have given lectures in many well-known main cities. Those present must have heard it more than once."

"Yes! Mr. Serius! I have attended every class you have taught! I am amazed by your knowledge!"

"Mr. Serius! Do you still remember me?! You asked me questions during that lecture in the capital!"

There were several extremely emotional admirers at the scene who responded enthusiastically.

After a relaxed interaction, Serius glanced at Glenn intentionally or unintentionally before starting the lecture.

At first, Glenn didn't understand anything, but as Selius demonstrated the various magical structures in his hands, he was able to understand some of it.

First, Glenn deduced the definition of underground elements from the other party's explanation. It is a special element that is only produced from underground veins, and it has many differences compared to the common elements in the air.

Their greatest feature is their strong affinity, which makes them very suitable for magicians who have weak talent in controlling elements.

But the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, it is difficult to obtain and use it at any time like ordinary elements.

When Serius was talking about the knowledge of multi-magic manipulation, he suddenly asked:

"Many people who have just come into contact with magic have experienced the phenomenon of losing control due to the magic power running too fast. Many senior magicians have their own views on this. So I would like to ask you if you have your own unique methods. Please share them here and we will analyze them."

The students immediately started discussing with each other, and Glenn was also thinking about it. He seemed to have never encountered this problem before.

Perhaps because he is rich in combat experience, he has a strong control over the power in his hands. If he circulates his magic power quickly, he can easily find the technique to control it steadily.

Several young magicians stood up and loudly spoke out methods that they thought were very clever, but Siluus pointed out the loopholes after listening.

I thought that Serius would tell me his magic trick, but he pretended to glance at the audience, then looked at Glenn and said with a smile:

"Sir, I wonder if you have any good ideas. Would you like to share them with me?"

Glenn glanced to both sides, confirmed that he was being called, and stood up with an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

There was some anticipation in Sirius' eyes. Ever since he saw Glenn's performance at the entrance of the academy, he felt that this apprentice of Daoof must be very talented.

After organizing his words in his head, Glenn said in a neither loud nor soft voice:

"I haven't actually encountered a situation where magic was out of control due to running too fast. Of course, this may be because I have only been exposed to magic for a short time, but I still have some insights.

"I compare the controlled magic to a stream of water. It will be pulled by the surrounding forces, and you have to fight against this force. Find the pulling forces, combine them with the magic circuit you want to operate, and develop an effective force application plan. This may have a miraculous effect.

"But I feel that experience is the most important thing. If I can control my magic at will based on my feelings, that is the ultimate goal."