Enrollment Test

As Wharton entered meditation this time, he sensed the magical elements between heaven and earth. There were many purple, red, and blue ones, while the other colors were scarce. Wharton knew the red ones were fire elements. In the original story, his affinity for fire elements had only been average, but the countless densely packed elements he sensed now were clearly far beyond average—at the very least, they were exceptional. Perhaps his talent had improved after his transmigration. The purple ones were probably Lightning Law elements; in any case, they seemed stronger than the Fire Law elements. What surprised Wharton most were the blue magical elements. They were clearly Water Law elements. Disciples of the Dragonblood Warrior Clan rarely possessed an affinity for Water Law before undergoing the Clan Baptism. In the original story, even Linley had only awakened his Water Law affinity after the Clan Baptism.

"Ah, forget it. My talent seems quite good. Once I have the time, I'll test my magical talent properly and find out." Wharton thought to himself. Time passed quickly, and today was the day O'Brien Warrior Academy admitted new students. A long line had already formed in the academy plaza, mostly children between six and twelve years old. There were also parents, both nobles and commoners.

O'Brien Warrior Academy had an excellent reward system for citizens of its own nation. As long as one had sufficient talent to enter the academy, tuition would be waived. Furthermore, once one's strength improved and earned the empire's recognition, one could even be granted a title and become a noble. Students from other nations, however, had to pay exorbitant tuition fees, the same system used by Ernst Magic Academy.

Rumble!

The gates, more than ten meters tall, opened outward from within. At the same time, a group of warriors emerged. Judging from the fluctuations of blood and vitality around them, as well as the murderous aura they radiated, they were at least Level Seven Warriors. All of them wore identical armor, looking especially imposing as they formed two lines outside the academy gates to maintain order.

Before long, three more figures emerged from the gates. Two wore fitted warrior uniforms, while the other wore loose teacher's robes and looked more like a mage. The three appeared utterly calm, and no aura fluctuations could be sensed from them. Clearly, their strength had reached the point where they could freely conceal and release their power. Judging by their status, they were at least Level Nine Warriors or Level Nine Mages.

The three stopped outside the academy gates. One of the warriors slightly raised his head and announced in a clear voice, "The warrior aptitude test begins now. Everyone, take the test in order according to the number in your hands. Anyone who passes may enter the academy."

After saying that, the man walked to a seat on the raised platform nearby and paid no further attention to the tests.

"Wharton, this is your testing fee. Here are your identification papers and number tag. Keep them safe. I'll wait for you over there." Hiri handed Wharton the gold coins and walked toward a corner.

After accepting the ten gold coins, Wharton went to line up. Each testing group had two people in charge of testing and one in charge of recording. In the center stood several enormous boulders, a magic formation, and a massive instrument marked with 500, 1000, 1500, and 2000. They were mainly used to test strength, physique, and magical elements.

"Number One." One of the middle-aged men in charge of testing spoke. "See those boulders in front of you? Go over and try lifting them. Lift whichever one you can manage."

"So this is the entrance examination." Wharton smiled faintly.

Number One was a child around seven or eight years old. "First, walk into the magic formation. Then come back and try lifting whichever boulder you can manage," the middle-aged man said coldly.

The first test was completed quickly. The man in charge of recording said coldly from the side, "Eight years old. Physique eight times that of an ordinary person. Strength: 500 jin. First-Level Warrior. High-grade talent. Next."

Soon, it was Wharton's turn. He slowly entered the magic formation. The moment he stepped inside, Wharton felt his entire body grow heavy, as though he were carrying several hundred jin of boulders on his back. He circulated the Dragonblood Battle Qi within him and slowly walked out of the magic formation. Seeing how easily Wharton emerged, even the man in charge of recording was greatly surprised.