There was a hint of sadness on Dayshannon's face, which made everyone present feel a pang of heartache.

Who Was it that could make Princess Dayshannon look like this?

"Then tell me, who is he?" Don Quixote frowned, his sharp eyes searching the magic screen.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped and he said a name, "Joelson Edward, fourth grade, level 47."

Fourth grade, level 47.

This result was too conspicuous among the students of the sixth grade. Don Quixote could not help but notice it.

Fourth grade, at most, had the strength of a third or fourth grade mage.

A fourth-tier mage at most, and he could only make it to the 47th floor?! How did he do it?!

"It's him?!"

Don Quixote pointed at Joelson's name and asked Dayshannon.

Dayshannon didn't want to bring any trouble to Joelson. She was about to deny it, but she didn't say anything.

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded from outside the crowd.

"That's right, it's me!"

Everyone's eyes were attracted by this voice, and they all turned their heads to look behind.

The crowd slowly retreated to both sides, and a path opened up.

A handsome youth wearing a black mage robe walked over calmly from outside the crowd.

The students of the Tulip Academy of Magic showed joy, excitement, and exhilaration in their eyes.

"Joelson! It's Joelson Edward! He's finally here!"

"I've told you before, Joelson is not the kind of person to cower in fear! He must be up to something, that's why he didn't come!"

"That's right, otherwise he would have come a long time ago!"

"Sigh, so what if he's here now? Even if we don't mention Don Quixote, who has the highest status among them, even if it's that red-haired madman, he's not someone that Joelson can deal with. If the first genius of the Tulip Academy were to lose just like that, it would be too embarrassing!"

"What are you talking about? Whose side are you on?!"

"If Joelson was at the same level as them, then Joelson would definitely be able to defeat them. However, Joelson is only at the level of a tier 4 mage right now. It would be too difficult to defeat them!"

From surprise to depression, then from depression to despair.

The arrival of the geniuses of Knight Academy had really dealt a huge blow to the students of Tulip Academy.

Even the sixth-grade students who were hidden in the academy had lost to them. Who else in the academy could defeat them?

No matter how much of a genius Joelson was, it was impossible for him to fight against Don Quixote, that tier 6 monster, with the strength of a tier 4 mage!

A tier 6 Knight!

Just thinking about it made people feel a wave of horror.

He was only eighteen years old.

Although it was easier for a knight to break through and advance than a mage in the early stages of training, this kind of result was still too terrifying!

Could it be that Quixote had already started training his combat aura before he was even born?!

"Joelson!"

Dayshannon shouted happily, but she quickly shut her mouth tightly. She was very happy that Joelson could come, but she did not want anything to happen to him because of her. She kept signaling him with her eyes.

Go!

Joelson looked at Dayshannon and smiled confidently. He gave her a reassuring look.

Dayshannon felt that Joelson seemed to have grown a lot taller and more handsome than before.

He looked very different from before.

Don Quixote had seen everything from Dayshannon's surprised shouts and worried eyes. He nodded and said, "It seems that you are the one."

"You're the so-called number one genius of the Tulip Academy this year? You don't look like much!"

Madman Hawthorne rushed out from behind Don Quixote. With an arrogant smile on his face, he walked step by step towards Joelson.

Joelson looked at him indifferently, and then casually raised his right hand.

Boom!

The surging flames were like a volcanic eruption. With Joelson's right hand as the point of eruption, they spewed out and almost swallowed Hawthorne in an instant.

It was like the breath of a fire dragon!

Don Quixote's eyes stopped for a moment. He wanted to attack, but he held back.

He only saw a miserable figure rushing out from the flames.

It was Hawthorne. Hawthorne stared at Joelson with a ferocious expression.

His red hair was burnt by the blazing flame.

"Good, very good," Hawthorne said, gritting his teeth.

His voice was cold, and his eyes were a little red, like a wolf.

His long sword lit up with a white combat aura and rushed toward Joelson like a bolt of lightning.

The people around him suddenly remembered the exclamations and quickly retreated.

Joelson still casually stretched out his slender white right hand.

The temperature in the air rose once again.

A thin flame ignited between Joelson's fingers, and then the fire rapidly expanded, quickly turning into five ferocious giant pythons.

An explosive aura spread out in the surroundings.

"Joelson has broken through to become a tier 5 mage?!"

"That's too terrifying! As expected of the number one genius of the Tulip Academy!"

"A tier 5 mage! If that's the case, we have a chance to win!"

"What are you talking about? It's obviously Joelson who's going to win!"

Voices filled with pleasant surprise rang out continuously.

"How can his magic be so powerful?!"

Soon, the pleasant surprise turned into shock.

The level 5 fire spell that Joelson released, the fire python spell.

Corresponded to the level 5 water spell, the water python spell.

Elsa had used this spell before.

But even the water python summoned by Elsa, who was a level 6 mage, was only 30% of the size of Joelson's fire pythons.

At that time, it was easily cut off by Hawthorne's sword.

"Damn it!"

Hawthorne's expression was very ugly.

The long sword that was attached to the white light danced wildly in his hand, but it was still forced by the fire pythons to the point where it was almost impossible to deal with it.

This didn't seem like a level 5 spell.

The five fire pythons seemed to have their own intelligence, cunning and fierce as they fought with him.

Joelson looked relaxed. His five fingers kept tapping in the air, as if he was playing a beautiful piece of music.

It was a sharp contrast to Hawthorne's awkward reaction.

Gradually, everyone could see it.

Hawthorne was no match for Joelson.

In other words, Joelson was toying with Hawthorne, treating him like a monkey!

Hawthorne, who had always been very arrogant and arrogant, had an ugly expression on his face as if he had eaten shit.

He forcefully withstood the attack of a fire python and stared at Joelson with his eyes wide open. He was extremely ferocious as he charged at Joelson crazily.