But he did not care about such things.
In the world of Full-Time Magister, even by the end, Mo Fan's strength had only reached the early stage of the God of Magic.
No matter how the other party cultivated, the outcome would be that they were ruthlessly crushed by him.
The afternoon sunlight draped Tianlan Magic High School's field in a layer of golden radiance.
Unlike the usual relaxed and unrestrained practice atmosphere,
the center of the field had been specially cleared today, with a simple testing platform set up.
The black Star Stone stood silently atop the platform.
Nearly all the teachers and students had gathered around the field.
The crowd churned as the air filled with nervousness, anticipation, and a trace of restless unease.
The annual Magic Assessment had officially begun.
This was not merely an examination of the past year's learning results. It also concerned class assignments, the allocation of resources, and even whether one could remain at the magic high school for further study.
The students lined up according to their classes, stepping forward one by one in nervous succession. They pressed their palms against the icy Star Stone and gave their all to connect with their stardust, trying to make the Star Stone burst forth with its most dazzling light.
"Next, Class 8, Year 3, Li Yao!"
The Star Stone lit up with a faint white glow, barely reaching the passing line. The student let out a breath of relief, wiped away her sweat, and stepped down.
"Next, Class 7, Year 3, Wang Li!"
A pale cyan glow of the wind element lit up, slightly brighter than before, drawing a small wave of praise.
The testing proceeded in an orderly fashion. The varying strengths of the lights reflected on faces that were delighted, disappointed,