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In a building near the competition arena.

"I don't know what material that vine is made of, but I can feel an obscure yet extremely powerful energy fluctuation coming from the top of the staff. There should be a Dragon Strength realm demon beast's magic crystal hidden there, and this demon beast is definitely a powerful race," the graceful middle-aged female teacher, Jenny, said unhurriedly.

What?!" The magical crystal of a Dragon Strength realm demon beast? Damnit, this nobody knows Feng City's Moutes clan is so wealthy, could it be a merchant's background? " Kun Na was a little surprised as she looked at the pitch black staff, "Giving a Dragon Strength realm demon beast core as the main ingredient for a Xiong Li 4, oh no, a child of the fifth step to use, this is too much, at least in the category of advanced magic equipment, tsk, but to think that Cohen is already an existence of the fifth step, and also that assassin maid of his, it is truly a shocking talent!" "Unfortunately, it's not a water or ice mage, but rather that old man, Abton.

"No," Jenny smiled and shook her head. "Cohen was lucky to be chosen by an old man up there. Lilith is his maid, so she couldn't bear for others to interfere."

"Up..." Above?! " "Oh my god, I heard that even someone with a talent like Lin's couldn't catch the eyes of the big figures up there. How could a young boy with the strength of a Rank 5 bear that much?!"

"Perhaps this is the chance. They always have their own reasons for choosing something. It's not something we can change." Jenny smiled. "Look, they have started!"

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"It's starting, Claire. You really don't want to come over. That's your most talented disciple this year," a grinning old man turned to Claire. He had short silver hair and a face that seemed to be very close to her.

"Come on, Appleton, this kid's winning probability is very low. After all, we all know that Griffiths is a genuine top genius. Although he isn't considered outstanding amongst the top talents, he's still a top genius. Do you think that Cohen would be a peerless genius no matter how powerful he is?" Claire wiped a glass listlessly with a rag and said without looking up.

"If he can defeat Griffiths, then he might really be a peerless genius," the old man said with a smile. "Because you said that the genuine top genius Griffiths was beaten up like a dog!"

Claire suddenly appeared in front of the window. She stared at the two figures in the arena, completely stunned.

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The arena had become a happy venue for first-year students.

That was because the overweeningly vicious man in the arena had been beaten into a sorry state by the storm-like magic, like a small boat in a stormy ocean!

And this kind of one-sided battle was only because of a small wind element magic trap.

When Griffith broke three of the extremely powerful wind blades in a row, which shocked him so much that they shook his internal organs as the price, and rushed to within five meters of Link, the sudden explosion of the wind trap left a small hole in his right thigh, which was covered in fiery qi. With just that short time, he didn't have the time to dodge or evade it, and instead, plunged into a river of wind blades that had increased its power and speed by a lot!

The moment he clenched his teeth and rushed out while bearing small injuries, a faint cyan light flashed past his injured right leg and left a huge bloody hole!

Griffith let out an angry shout as he leapt high into the air, his flaming sword slashing down vertically!

Lin Ke's wind tornado that had become much heavier shot up into the sky!

Boom!

The tornado suddenly broke apart, but the immense recoil knocked Griffith five meters away. Soon after, a sea of azure-colored wind blades engulfed him like a tsunami! Under the deliberate care of Linke, Griffiths' head was turned into a disaster zone!

Especially the mouth.

Ah!" With a loud roar, the battle qi covering his body fiercely exploded three to four times in thickness, causing the wind blades in the Sea of Wind blades to only be able to slightly injure him. He frowned as he gathered his strength, and a faint fiery red lion's head was formed at the tip of his sword!

Battle skill!

Griffiths grinned savagely as he opened his mouth that had a few missing teeth that looked somewhat comical. He pointed his longsword forward, his pale red lion head roaring silently!

At the same time, he lifted his staff and pointed it forward. An absolutely terrifying aura exploded from the dragon crystal on the tip of the staff, and a light green light silently flickered. The lion head on the tip of Griffiths sword that was charging towards him suddenly exploded!

Boom!

A loud noise echoed throughout the entire arena!

There was a long silence!

Everyone stared fixedly at the arena that was shrouded in smoke and dust. When the dust fell to the ground, three hazy figures appeared in their line of sight.

A few meters in front of him was an assistant professor standing in the arena. The assistant stretched out his right hand and a strand of light green energy rose from his fingertip, turning into the most basic energy of heaven and earth. Behind him, the evil looking Griffiths was leaning on his sword, kneeling on one knee, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood, his entire body covered with wounds.

"You have won," the assistant said after giving a deep look at Lin Ke. "Your credits will be recorded in your name tomorrow." He slowly turned around to look at the heavily injured Griffiths, then turned around and left the arena.

"We won!"

"Awesome!"

"Platinum Generation! Platinum generation! Platinum generation! "

The cheering sea could not hide the look of loss and shock on the faces of the second year students who had left. Griffiths had lost.

He was utterly defeated.

"Big Ice, do you still want me to challenge him?" The sloppy-looking boy asked with an expression he had never shown before.

The cold girl gave Lin Ke, who was slowly walking down the stairs without any sadness or joy, a cold snort, before she turned around and left.

In a building not far from the competition arena.

"Hey, Claire, you see, Cohen was going to cripple the second grader at the last moment, tsk tsk," the old man laughed at Claire, who had already returned to her seat to continue cleaning the glass, "If the second grader hadn't blocked it, the second grader would have at least been seriously injured, and even have lost a leg, right?"

Claire said disdainfully, "You can only live a better life by being cruel to your enemies. How can this world be so peaceful? "I feel that he's not decisive enough. If it were me, hmph …"

"If it were just you, you wouldn't fight with a little rascal like him," the old man cunningly said as he changed the topic. "Cohen is really a good kid, right? Whether he is a peerless genius or not?"

Claire glanced at him with a profound look, "You have enough students. This little guy is really not simple, he's not so simple that he has already entered the eyes of some people. To be honest, I would rather believe that he is a peerless genius, hehe."

Without saying a word, Old Man Apton shook his head and laughed at himself. "I never thought, really never thought, that such an extraordinary generation, might actually be able to make them accept this Platinum Generation title. Impressive."

Claire paused, then continued to wipe her hands as if she didn't care.