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“Ding!”

Clive stood up with a look of contempt.

“Great God of Magic, your loyal subject, Clive, requests your protection. Please grant me strength!”

A white light descended upon him, but it disappeared after just three seconds.

Meanwhile, Zhang Xing’s shield remained intact.

However, the question did not specify how long the shield needed to be maintained; completing it was sufficient.

“Zhang Xing’s answer is nothing but nonsense. Shield magic originates from the Six Towers Association. End of discussion!”

The ten instructors on the judging panel had different expressions, but they all shared the same question in their minds: Why does Zhang Xing always talk about unknown historical anecdotes?

It was clearly written in the textbooks of the Stellarsky Empire that the primary magic theory covered this in great detail.

He should have seen it, or maybe he only remembered the content of the first question.

Yes, that must be it. Otherwise, his subsequent answers wouldn’t differ so greatly.

The instructors quickly found the source of Zhang Xing’s nonsensical stories.

They quietly discussed among themselves.

“Zhang Xing, all of us instructors unanimously criticize you. If you don’t know, then don’t make things up.”

“Furthermore, please refrain from treating the unrealistic rumors spread among your impoverished people as history.”

“If you make the same mistake again, we, on behalf of the Saint Laurent Magic Martial Academy…”

“Enough!”

Before Taer could finish speaking, a stern shout interrupted him..

The one speaking was Jager, the third dean of the Magic Martial Academy, one of the six remaining Demon Emperors of the empire, and the Vice Guild Master of the Guild of Magic.

“I think you guys are the ignorant ones. You guys are the ones who are spouting nonsense!”

“You think you can represent the Saint Laurent Magic Martial Academy with that kind of behavior?”

“You can’t represent anything, not even yourselves!”

“You keep talking about the impoverished and the nobles. Without the impoverished, where would you be?”

“Your ancestors were savages three hundred years ago!”

At the same time, the ten instructors hurriedly stood up, bowed their heads, placed their right hands on their chests, and greeted the Dean with the highest respect in the magical world.

“Greetings, Dean!”

All the students also stood up, showing their respect as students and simultaneously said, “Greetings, Dean!”

Everyone bowed and listened attentively to the instructions of the Dean, not daring to raise their heads.

Jaeger quickly walked out of the door.

“From the second question onwards, Zhang Xing’s answers have been correct. There was nothing wrong.”

“Your initial reaction was somewhat understandable since ignorance is not a crime, but some people’s behavior was simply uncalled for.”

“You are all instructors of the Magic Martial Academy, responsible for guiding and educating students. You should be observing every word and every action of your students.”

“Even if you couldn’t come to a conclusion regarding the third question, are all of you blind?”

“Can’t you see Zhang Xing’s magical talent? Can’t you see that his shield magic has yet to disappear?”

The ten instructors trembled, lowering their heads even further.

Sorina felt a sense of relief in her heart. Her father’s scolding was truly satisfying!

Zhang Xing raised his head and looked at Dean Jaeger.

Finally, someone stepped forward to uphold justice. This white-bearded old man is truly powerful!

Just as I said, how could such a large Magic Martial Academy not have a single wise person?

Jaeger was not tall, and his chubby face had few wrinkles. If it was not for his white hair and beard, he would have looked like he was in his forties.

Little did Zhang Xing know that Dean Jaeger was not very old. He had just turned 50.

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