Of course, the competition did not end there. After casting around four spells in a row, Ji Qingzhou felt that her magic power had depleted.

She couldn’t restore her magic power alone, but — she wanted to win.

When she was on the combat platform, she certainly didn’t want to fight to see if she could win, because she was not interested in fighting. Furthermore, she felt that her chances of winning were slim, so it was not worth paying a heavy price.

However —

She gripped the handle of Sansan. On second thought, after coming to the stage, Wen Ying actually said that her magic treasure was ominous. She couldn’t stand this. The things she cared about were always strange.

Hence, even though she knew that her chances of winning were low, she still wanted to… give it a try.

Wen Ying was not an easy opponent to deal with. Seeing the vines tightly entwining his limbs, he quickly reacted while wielding his magic treasure. He released a flame trick, intending to burn the vines to death. At the same time, he integrated a Wind Spirit Trick, fueling the fire with gust.

This was equivalent to using three different spells at the same time, spurring the cultivators in the audience to say, “Wonderful, I didn’t expect him to be able to control three attribute spells all together. I wonder how Ji Qingzhou will deal with this…”

Once the vines were burned and Wen Ying caught up with Ji Qingzhou, she would be powerless to fight back.

In the cognition of the cultivators, at their cultivation stage, casting three different magic attributes at the same time was already the best they could do because controlling different spells was definitely distracting — Presumably, it coincides with controlling your left and right hands to write two different words simultaneously.

For spells that required high distraction management, more powerful divine sense was needed to sustain it. The combination of multiple spells could only be handy at the Golden Core stage or higher.

However, these things that cultivators found difficult were extremely simple in Ji Qingzhou’s view. Her magic control was akin to solving a sophisticated math problem, and her brain’s arithmetic power was far beyond theirs.

Seeing that Wen Ying combined his Flame Technique with the Wind Spirit Technique, Ji Qingzhou raised her hand and another Water Drawing Trick fell. The clear spring featured a flexible snake, and it made a beeline toward the root of flames, cutting off the large amount of air brought by wind. The way she controlled her spells was intricate, and her use of every wisp of her magic power was superb.

Such a beautiful utilization of spells was considered art. Ji Qingzhou manipulated the simple Five Elements spells as if she was fiddling with the rhythm of spirit qi, skilful and elegant.

Her few trivial manipulations weakened Wen Ying’s momentum, and by the time he registered that Ji Qingzhou was casting four different spells at the same time, his eyes widened.

H-How was this possible? Where did she get such a powerful divine sense when her cultivation base was just at this level?

Wen Ying was deeply astounded. However, Ji Qingzhou overlooked one point. As a monk, his body was forged with spirit qi, and so he naturally possessed great strength.

In fact, so long as he touched the vines that bound him —

With a pull of both hands, Wen Ying directly ripped off the fragile vines that Ji Qingzhou summoned.

When he carried out this action, Ye Duanhong, who had been observing the battle on the combat stage, lowered his head, recorded it on the paper with a blank face, and deducted points from him.

The Magic Class assessment was supposedly a duel between disciples to assess their acquired magic spells. If you wanted to use other forces right from the start when learning magic, it would prevent you from laying a good foundation. Your path to cultivation would not progress far.

Truth be toldl, Wen Ying also knew that his actions were wrong, but… he simply didn’t want to shame himself in front of Ji Qingzhou. He was in the prime of youth, right at the age where face was important.

“Wen Ying is stupid. If he increases the output of his Flame Technique, it’s possible for him to burn the vines.”

“I can’t agree more. His points have been deducted. Even if he wins, he won’t score high.”

“Wen Ying is too competitive,” someone commented.

It was only Shen Rongyu, who had been watching the combat stage, knew what the blush on Wen Ying’s face meant when he tore off the vines in his hand. He understood that he just didn’t want to show Ji Qingzhou his weakness.

Shen Rongyu chuckled. His eyes shifted to Ji Qingzhou who was in the air. Unfortunately… she really couldn’t see through it.

Ji Qingzhou didn’t register Wen Ying’s small thoughts at all. When she saw Wen Ying charging towards her, she held tight onto Sansan, turned around and flew away.

A few streaks of Golden Qi whistled behind her. They were the flying blades summoned by the Golden Flame Technique. Ji Qingzhou listened to the sound of the flying blades piercing the air, calculated their direction and landing points, and spun around to dodge them.

On the combat stage, wisps of air currents surrounded her. Her skirt fluttered, and a beautiful flower twirled. Her evasive figure was lithesome and graceful, but no one appreciated her posture. What struck the audience more was the shocking way she dodged attacks.

“S-Such accurate foresight…”

“How did she figure out where the flying blades would land?”

“I am a Nascent Soul cultivator, so I can see through the trajectory of those attacks, but she is only in the Qi Refining stage. How did she do that?”

However, just when everyone was filled with wonder at Ji Qingzhou’s excellent dodging skills, she was caught in yet another situation.

Although she was adept at calculations, her physical strength was really poor. When the last flying blade swept by, she already knew its direction… but she was tired of dodging.

Her limbs were heavy, and her mind was racing, but her body was too exhausted to move.