"Child, do you know that doing that will affect your future?"
"Uncle. [ ] I understand. I can't study much at home now. I just want to stay in Dou Qi Academy to experience the atmosphere of the academy. Next year, I will still transfer to the Magic Academy to become a magician.
"
Hearing that Tianci did not say to give up magic and pursue Dou Qi cultivation, Field felt relieved, and immediately took Tianci to the Admissions Office of Dou Qi Academy to start registration.
At night, when Yu'er and Naier returned home from school, they couldn't wait to find Tianci and started asking about registration during the day.
"Tianci, how about signing up today?" Nair asked first.
"Well, I signed up, but it's Dou Qi Academy." This sentence also shocked the two Nair sisters. They were stunned for a while and couldn't understand what was going on.
"Why Godsend, you are a magic genius, why are you wasting your time and talent in vain?" Obviously, the two sisters were very angry.
"Ahem! Nai'er Yu'er, actually there was an accident today, but you have to believe in Tianci. He will take care of himself."
Field stared at Tianci, looking at the child he had brought up since childhood, with unspeakable trust. I firmly believe that this child will have great achievements in the future and may even change the entire world. I also very much hope to reach that day.
It is said that Tianci has signed up to enter the Dou Qi Academy, and he is indeed a magician. Can he continue on the road of Dou Qi? Or maybe it is just to get familiar with the atmosphere of the academy as he said to Field. All this may only be done by Tianci himself.
I know it in my heart.
The sun is gradually rising, and Tianci Field has arrived early at the entrance of Quails City Dou Qi Academy. There must be no mistakes on the first day of enrollment.
"Go, kid. Feel the atmosphere of the college."
"Well, Uncle Field, trust me." After saying that, he walked into Douqi Academy.
After a while, nearly a thousand students stood upright in the Quails City Douqi Academy Square, and Tianci was among them. Although Tianci was only six years old, his eyes and the temperament he showed were indeed older than children of the same age, even older.
The children of this generation look different.
The dean of Dou Qi Xuanyuan Academy stood in front of the children with a serious look on his face, waved the long sword in his hand, and said majestically: "Our Dou Qi Academy, as the name suggests, is training, improving muscle strength, and learning fighting skills. This process is training.
The general process of Dou Qi is just like a magician cultivating his soul, understanding the elements, and summoning magic elements. Many of you came here because you failed the magic test, but I hope you understand that there is no powerful magic in the world.
, there is no strong fighting spirit, there are just strong people. No matter what you study, you will succeed if you are willing to endure hardship and study hard."
At this point, the dean glanced at the children present and continued, "I hope there are no people in Douqi Academy who are afraid of hardship. Do you understand?"
yes!
Nearly a thousand children responded in unison, and every child was very excited about having just come into contact with Dou Qi. The dean briefly explained the rules of the college and then ended the opening ceremony. At this time, each of the courses was unfolding.
The freshmen were holding swords unique to the academy in their hands. They were dark and not very broad. Then looking at the extremely painful expressions on the children's faces, they realized how terrifying the inconspicuous swords in their hands were. The instructor was a master of cultivation.
The strong man who fights the magicians, whose strength can be said to be similar to Field, is standing in front of the students, monitoring the first lesson of this freshmen class.
"Listen up, there are no cowards here, there are no cowards, there are strong warriors. What you have to do today is to learn to pick up the sword in the warrior's hand. Only if you learn to hold the sword, you are qualified to learn fighting spirit. If you can't even pick up the sword,
Yes, just go home!" The instructor's strictness made no one of the children present dare to give up. They all worked hard to hold the sword in their hands. As time passed by, the children were already sweating and their legs were wet.
I was in a panic, but I still clenched my teeth and held on.
"Boom..." There was a falling sound, and it turned out that a student fainted from exhaustion. At this time, someone outside the venue was responsible for carrying the fainted child out.
"Boom" was another "Boom..." As a child fainted, many people fell down immediately. Some of them collapsed on the ground because of their legs, and some of them didn't want to hold on any longer. Fortunately, they fell down.
He sat down. The instructor watched the children on the field faint and leave. He still stood there silently, staring straight ahead, as if the child's fainting was not related to him. Soon the people on the field had gone from hundreds to
The new students have become a handful of people, including—Godsend!
It was gradually approaching noon, and the blazing sunshine shone passionately on the children present. The children, who were already sweating profusely and whose legs were weak, were even more sad at this moment.