The most powerful wizard in the magic world

"Why not give it a try? Maybe this is an opportunity to show yourself." Brigitte encouraged, with a firm light in her eyes. She knew that her friend had undoubted talent, but he was always used to hiding in the shadows and remained unknown.

"But I've never participated in this kind of competition before. What if I make a fool of myself..." Gerling's voice dropped, hesitating. "I still think it's better not to go." He unconsciously drew circles on the paper with a pen.

"Making a fool? As long as you do your best, you win!" Brigitte mercilessly interrupted his self-pity, approached him, and her eyes pierced his heart like lightning. "Besides, I heard that in addition to the prizes, this competition also has extra places, which can help you get the attention of the instructor and greatly help your future development!"

"But..." Gellin looked at her expectant eyes and hesitated. He was not good at competing with others, and he didn't like being the focus of everyone. But he knew that Brigitte's insistence was reasonable, and if he didn't seize this opportunity, he might regret it.

"Don't think about 'buts' anymore, put aside your worries and come with me to sign up!" Brigitte's voice became gentle, but firm as iron. She patted his shoulder gently, "I always believe in you, you must believe in yourself!"

An impulse suddenly surged in Gerlin's heart, as if her enthusiasm had ignited a flame of hope. Finally, he raised his head and said slowly, "Okay, I'll go. Even if it's just for you, I want to try it once."

"Great!" Brigitte cheered, she almost held Gerling's hand, almost jumping up with joy. She knew how important this step was to him, as if a new door was opening.

"Are we going to sign up now?" asked Gerling, feeling a little nervous but unconsciously excited.

"Of course! Time is running out, we have to go quickly." Brigitte took his hand and took him to the registration office without hesitation. Walking on the school road, the sun was shining, the breeze was blowing, and the students around were either practicing or discussing. The campus was full of vitality.

"Do you know the events of this competition?" Gerling asked tentatively.

"I heard there will be team competitions, individual challenges, and some intellectual competitions. We have to choose according to our own strengths." Brigitte said, with anticipation in her eyes. "I've set my sights on the team competition, which is full of excitement."

"Team? I thought you would choose an individual to challenge, after all, you performed so well." Gerlin was slightly stunned and was surprised at her energy.

"Participating in team competition will allow me to use more skills and help you integrate into this competitive environment." Brigitte said confidently, "We will form a team, and everyone can cooperate with each other to eliminate the feeling of loneliness."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Gerlin sighed, and the resistance in his heart seemed to be slowly disappearing.

They soon arrived at the registration desk, where there was a long queue in front of the stage and a lot of noise. Brigitte saw the teacher in charge of registration through the crowd and immediately pulled Gerlin forward.

"Hello, teacher! We are here to sign up for the competition." Brigitte greeted the teacher enthusiastically, her smile as bright as the sun.

"Which project do you want to participate in?" The teacher asked while checking the registration form.

"We want to participate in a team competition." Brigitte replied with a smile on her face.

"Very good. The places for the team competition are limited. You need to prepare your team in advance." The teacher looked at them seriously and handed them the registration form. "Please write your information here."

Gellin took the application form and began to feel nervous again. His hands were shaking slightly and his handwriting was not neat. He was worried as he wrote, what if he was not competent enough and held Brigitte back?

"Gerlin, you must believe in yourself!" Brigitte whispered beside him, as if to cheer him up.

"I'll try my best." Gerling finally mustered up the courage and finished writing his name. Looking at Brigitte filling in the form skillfully, he felt an inexplicable sense of relief.

"Okay, we've completed the registration." Brigitte handed the form to the teacher with satisfaction, turned to look at Gerlin, and smiled brightly. "Next, let's find a place to discuss tactics!"

"Tactics?" Gelling was a little panicked. "What else can we discuss?"

"Of course!" Brigitte's face was full of excitement. "We need to clarify our respective roles. You are good at math and strategic analysis, so you can help us make a plan."

"Can I?" Gerling asked uneasily.

"Absolutely!" Brigitte patted his shoulder affirmatively, "As long as you are willing to try, there is nothing you can't do!"

The two found a quiet corner and began to discuss their ideas for the game. Brigitte explained her ideas, while Gerling focused on team coordination and tactical thinking. They had an in-depth discussion about their respective advantages, and it seemed that their trust in each other was deepening.

"How about it? I think our combination can bring considerable pressure to our opponents." Brigitte blinked, her face full of anticipation.

"I hope so too." Gerling smiled slightly, looking forward to the upcoming game. However, he also knew that the challenge was still arduous, especially when facing more experienced opponents, he had to go all out.

"We also need to recruit other team members. Do you have anyone to recommend?" Brigitte suddenly asked, looking to explore Gerlin's thoughts.

"I have a classmate, Alvin, who has great fighting skills. Maybe he can join our team." Garlin recalled the classmate with a cheerful personality and good fighting ability, "but he may be busy."

"Then let's try! We can go find him, and it would be a good idea to invite him to join us if necessary." Brigitte suggested, instantly becoming excited. "With stronger teammates, we can meet the challenge!"

"Okay, I'll go ask." The corners of Gerlin's mouth rose slightly, as if he was infected by her enthusiasm.