Breeding Dragons From Today

A realm that was both highly anticipated and very far away.

Harriet Terrence casually said a few words, and then officially announced the start of the third-grade competition.

The center of the academy square was divided into zones, and the academy instructors cast a magic barrier to separate them.

The contestants drew lots to decide their opponents, and there would be a half-hour break after each battle.

The battles between the different grades were very lively. There were even instructors who would comment on the students by the side, pointing out the strengths and weaknesses of the students on the field.

The final goal of the grade competition was to improve the students' control of magic and their actual combat ability so that they could prepare for the graduation trial.

However, in the fourth grade, a very strange scene appeared.

"Hello, Student Joelson. My name is Wycliffe Lucien. My father is Earl Egbert Lucien."

A red-haired teenager stood in front of Joelson and kept introducing himself. He did not have any desire to fight with Joelson at all.

Joelson was stunned.

This was…

The fourth one, right?!

Every opponent who came on stage was the same.

The last sentence: "Nice to meet you, Joelson Edward, I admit defeat!

Then blandly walked off the stage, not a bit of shame or blushing expression.

Joelson didn't know what to say.

What was this?

Were they all just copying each other?

In a day's time, the grade competition ended.

Joelson had not even used a single spell, and he had become the recognized principal of the fourth grade.

No one had a single one.

In the entire fourth grade, only Joelson was a tier 4 mage, and his combat power was so terrifying!

Who would have any objections?

How could they fight with him?!

If they went up to fight, they would be beaten up!

"All grade's principal students, you can choose the target you want to challenge."

Everyone instantly became excited. The real show was about to begin.

Joelson glanced in the direction of the purple mage robe.

The fifth grade's principal immediately became nervous.

The sixth grade's principal even directly stood up.

"I, Rodin, challenge the fourth grade's principal student, Joelson Edward!"

A handsome gray-haired teenager looked directly at Joelson and said in a serious and loud voice.

Rodin was wearing a purple mage robe.

Half an hour ago, he had just won the sixth year's principal position.

To be precise, he had won the sixth year's principal position for a second time.

Rodin had already won the sixth year's principal position for two consecutive school years.

The entire hall was in an uproar.

"The sixth-grade lead student challenged the fourth-grade lead student?!"

"This can be considered a big legend, right?"

"Why do I admire Rodin's courage instead!"

"Because his opponent is Joelson! And Joelson is a monster!"

The fifth-grade lead student secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"Last week, I just advanced to become a fifth-tier magician," Rodin said.

It immediately caused a wave of exclamations.

"So Rodin has already become a fifth-tier mage?!"

"I didn't expect him to hide his strength just now!"

"No wonder he had the courage to challenge Joelson! Impressive!"

"But…"

Rodin's face revealed a bitter smile, and he said in a helpless and bitter tone, "I can't even pass the thirty-fourth floor of the Mage Tower, so I want to ask Junior Joelson for advice. Please promise me!"

Rodin's eyes were sincere, and he looked at Joelson with longing.

The senior students challenged the junior students, and the junior students had the right to refuse.

"Okay!"

Joelson simply agreed.

The two people walked up to the center of the duel platform one after another.

Everyone was watching.

Everyone was looking forward to this battle.

Francis's eyes were fixed on the two people.

There was no obstacle. He was the first student of the third grade.

He wanted to challenge Joelson, but he knew that he was no match for him.

Rodin majored in wind magic, just like Francis.

Francis stared at the field. He wanted to see how big the gap between Rodin and Joelson was.

Rodin performed a standard magician's etiquette to Joelson.

The battle officially began.

Rodin immediately threw four or five wind blades at Joelson.

As a tier 5 magician, he could already cast a level 1 spell instantaneously.

Then, he quickly chanted a spell and cast a "levitation spell" on himself.

At this time, the privilege of being a wind magician was that a tier 5 magician would be able to break free from the shackles of the Earth.

Joelson casually dealt with a few wind blades until Rodin floated into the air.

Then, he raised his right hand.

In the following time, Joelson used his actual actions to show all the teachers and students in the academy what a battle between real mages was.

A magnificent performance.

Everyone was stunned.

Including many teachers in the academy.

Extremely meticulous magic control, terrifying battle awareness, and perfect casting timing.

The most intuitive benefit of powerful spiritual power was that Joelson could control the entire scene like a god.

Moreover, everyone was surprised to find that.

Every spell that Joelson cast was at least twice as powerful as theirs.

A level-3 spell could easily cancel out Rodin's level-4 spell.

A level-4 spell could easily cancel out Rodin's level-5 spell.

The key was…

No matter what kind of spell Joelson cast, it would be instantaneous!

It was so terrifying!

Bang!

Rodin's face was pale as he fell to the ground. His chest rose and fell rapidly, and he was panting heavily.

He no longer had any magic power to keep himself afloat.

Rodin's eyes were filled with shock, fear, and awe as he looked at Joelson.

Joelson was simply not human.

He was a monster!

From the beginning to the end, Joelson knew how to use magic to defend against Rodin's attacks. He had never taken the initiative to attack.

But even so, he, a fifth-tier mage, had been drained of his magic power by a fourth-tier mage.

He looked at Joelson again.

His face was still calm, as calm and elegant as ever.

It was as if he had just participated in a delightful dance and not an intense battle.

Had his magic power already reached such a level?!

Rodin had completely admitted in his heart that Joelson was stronger than him. He said, "I admit defeat."

After a short period of silence, a flood of applause and cheers erupted!

"Joelson Edward!"

No one knew who was the first to call out this name, and then everyone followed suit and shouted.

The first seat of the Tulip Academy of Magic!

The sixteen-year-old first seat student!

Once again, Joelson broke the historical record of the Tulip Academy of Magic.

Joelson stood on the stage and looked at everyone calmly.

He was like an emperor.

He rose like a comet and was like the Sun in the sky, dazzling!