Wizards are mighty

The so-called third-class and fourth-class qualifications are popular terms, that is, low-class qualifications are first-class, and perfect qualifications are fifth-class.

And this Gleb, he only has third-class qualifications, and his brain is not good. Not only is he arrogant and domineering, but he also likes to make enemies everywhere.

Vic felt sick of wasting one more second on him.

"Hehe, don't rush to refuse. You should know that safe ring battles are only a small part of this journey. In the subsequent tests, the weak will be in danger of their lives if they act alone."

Gleb sneered and slapped his hand on his desk.

"I don't bully people. This month you give me 50% of the college points. From next month, you only need to give 20%. Everyone else will give 30%. I will take care of you enough."

"Of course, I don't want your college points for nothing. Our strategy is to concentrate resources to cultivate a strong person first, so that our team will have more advantages in the subsequent competition. Wait..."

Gleb came closer, and he exuded a disgusting sweat, which made Vic's disgust worse.

"I say, isn't that Irina enough of a headache for you?"

"Please stay away, don't block my sunlight and sight, and don't let me repeat these words again, thank you."

Vic frowned and interrupted him.

The so-called concentration of resources is nothing but a lie.

Whether Gleb wants to bring others to play after he becomes stronger is entirely a matter of his own volition.

Compared to cooperation, this model is more like a unilateral collection of protection fees.

"You bastard! An ordinary person dares to put on airs in front of me. Do you really think you are that bitch Irina?"

"You don't take my warning seriously, right? Then enjoy this last month."

"After a month, I promise that you will never be able to keep a slave again!"

"At that time, I will taste their taste for you in front of you."

After mentioning Irina, Gleb seemed to be enraged.

He no longer concealed his malice and greed, and directly threw a few harsh words.

"Brainless thing, get out!"

Vic's expression turned cold.

Lars was right. This guy is indeed a brainless bandit.

He dared to come here without knowing his background. Was his brain eaten by an indescribable creature?

Or do wizards not consider IQ and EQ when recruiting apprentices?

Seeing that things could not be resolved peacefully.

Vic stood up suddenly, and magic and mental power surged out of his body, shocking Gleb and making him step back.

"How is it possible? The rules clearly stipulate that only ordinary people can board the ship..."

Gleb widened his eyes, staring at Vic in shock and confusion for a long time, and then took out a portable card reader to quickly check the relevant regulations.

"Haha, you can't understand what a genius is, especially a perfect genius recognized by the wizard transformation ceremony..."

Lars on the side couldn't help laughing, and then walked slowly to him under Gleb's angry glare.

He stretched out a hand and gently tapped Gleb's chest.

"Listen up, big guy. A true genius can directly possess the most perfect qualifications after being shaped by the highest level wizard transformation ritual, and at the same time, consciousness and soul become one."

"It is completely feasible to become a first-level apprentice from an ordinary person in less than a day."

"And you, even if you are given the opportunity to perform that ritual, you can't have such qualifications." Lars showed a contemptuous expression on his face, and his whole temperament became very sharp.

"Because you are a fool, you lack the most important thing."

"That is-the wizard will required to become a truly great wizard!"

"So, you are destined not to go far."

"Even if the third-level qualifications are not bad, your problem is obviously not in the qualifications."

"The wizard masters can let people like you on board, perhaps hoping that you can change a little in the process of being an apprentice, but it is obvious that two months have passed and you are still the same..."

Looking at Lars who was like a string of cannons, Vic was a little confused.

Wizard will? What is that? Why didn't he feel that he had any wizard will?

He had always thought that as long as he accepted the so-called wizard transformation ceremony, he would have the same perfect qualifications as himself, but now it seems that this is obviously not the case.

However, combined with the experiences since crossing and the attitudes of different people towards him, as well as the information about wizard civilization he found, Vic had a vague guess in his heart.

"Who are you? How dare you point fingers at me!"

While Vic was thinking, Gleb had been scolded by Lars and his blood rushed to his head.

He grabbed the other's collar angrily, looking like he was going to fight.

"Haha, barbarians are barbarians. You were born in the tribes north of the Calis Mountains. Have you forgotten the rule that apprentices are not allowed to fight?"

"Let go!"

Lars sneered and pushed hard. With a flash of light, Gleb disappeared from the spot in an instant and appeared a few meters away.

"Spellless spell casting skills!"

The apprentices around exclaimed, and Gleb's younger brothers who had originally planned to surround the two also stepped back a few steps.

"I just said that there is a disgusting stench. It turns out to be a coward from the Kingdom of Southern Calis. Let me guess, your last name is Solano, right?"

"If it is true, it seems that the feud in the mortal world can also be avenged..."

Gleb was not frightened by this hand.

Obviously, this kind of teleportation must be effective without resistance. He thought that if he hadn't underestimated the enemy, Lars probably wouldn't have been able to succeed so easily.

With this thought, Gleb opened his mouth wide and stared at Lars, his body faintly exuding fluctuations of magic power.

Lars was not to be outdone in this regard, and the surging mental power spread to the surroundings instantly.

Seeing that things were getting worse, Vic stepped forward and patted Lars on the shoulder, shaking his head slightly.

"Thank you, Lars, but there is no need to attract the attention of the wizard for this kind of thing. Since there is a conflict, let's meet with my subordinates."

Rather than taking the risk of breaking the rules and fighting this big guy with a bad mind right now, it would be better to practice witchcraft and get rid of this trouble once and for all in the future.

"Okay, friend, to be honest, I've been unhappy with him for a long time..."

After looking at each other, Lars also understood what Vic was thinking.

Then, he nodded slightly and gathered his mental power.

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