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Deep within the academy.

In front of a lone building.

The headmaster stood motionless in his faded green robe, his face cold and gloomy, without the slightest change in expression. He was like a statue.

The heavy rain beat wildly against everything in the courtyard. Moisture scattered on the wind and dampened his sleeves.

Crack!

A bolt of thunder exploded in midair, purple lightning streaking across the sky. For an instant, it illuminated the headmaster's twisted, savage face.

But the flash vanished in the blink of an eye. Beneath the dim sky, the headmaster's expression remained just as cold and gloomy as before, as if it had always been that way and had never changed.

Suddenly, the headmaster spoke in a chilling voice. "The test begins early!"

Before his words had even faded, the surroundings changed. Everything except the building behind him—the structures, flowers, grass, ponds, and bricks—began to tremble faintly, as if transforming from solid objects into a lifelike painting.

At that moment, the painting began to roll up, rapidly drawing itself together.

The space of the entire Xiwu Academy began to twist. The courtyard was like a toppled paint palette: in an instant, its riot of vibrant colors and flourishing life became a chaotic blur, then stretched into shapes that were sometimes long and narrow, sometimes round and blunt.

The buildings first grew enormous, towering like mountains, then rapidly shrank, as if they were mere toys that could be picked up with a flick of the hand.

The paths paved with blue bricks became a tangled mess, gathered into a ball by an invisible hand and pulled this way and that.

At the same time, the rules began to fall into disorder.

The ponds turned upside down, fish swam through the sky, raindrops hung suspended, and as the