"What an international joke! I'm dying in the outer courtyard?" Chen Zhui felt as if he had suffered a magnitude 8 earthquake when he heard this. If he couldn't enter the inner courtyard, wouldn't he have to stay here for the rest of his life?

"Yes," Garcia laughed, "I heard that the oldest student in the outer school is already in his forties."

"Nani? Forty years old! I should be a father and still come to school!" Chen asked, "Isn't it enough to just let them drop out of school!"

"That won't work, Dean Dickens said, don't embarrass him if you can't finish your graduation!" Hruy said, "Okay, children, the building ahead is the registration office. This is your qualification certificate. Take it to complete the registration."

As he said that, Hruy took out three pieces of paper from the space ring and handed it to Chen Zhui and the other two.

"So, goodbye, the children, we are going back to the inner courtyard. I wish you a smooth entry into the inner courtyard!" As he said that, Hruy left with four young magicians, while Garcia turned around and glanced at Xia Zhengyang.

"Let's go and register together?" Xia Zhengyang looked at Chen Zhui and Zhou Jing and suggested.

"Yes." Zhou Jing nodded.

"Uh, oh, my stomach hurts!" Chen Zhui squatted down with a painful face, "I'll go to the bathroom, you can sign up first!"

Xia Zhengyang glanced at Shen and said disgustedly: "Okay, Zhou Jing, let's go."

Zhou Jing waved his hand to Chen Zhui and followed Xia Zhengyang.

Seeing Xia Zhengyang and the others walking away, Chen Zhui stood up with the qualification certificate form. He paced back and forth in the same place, thinking to himself: Should I register?

If I can’t enter the inner courtyard, wouldn’t I die in school? Damn, is this a magic school or a prank? I might as well go home now! But I’m in the magic continent now!

Chen Zhui went back and forth for half an hour. He picked up the qualification certificate form bored and took a look. He saw a few lines of words written on it like ghost painting talismans. Chen Zhui only recognized one letter: A.

"Damn it, right! I have an A-level magic talent! Oh, it should be S-level to be exact!" Chen Zhui slapped his thigh and laughed wildly, "The days of learning a bad guy are gone forever! From now on, I will become a top student, marry a white, rich and beautiful girl, and reach the peak of my life! Hahaha!"

"I'm afraid this person is crazy!" A passing student glanced at Chen Zhui and said.

"I guess I was stimulated by something, it's so pitiful." Another said regretfully.

"I'm fucking..." Chen Zhui pointed to the backs of the two students and was trembling all over, but he immediately put away his anger and adjusted his haircut and said, "I have to bear it! I have a world in my heart. How could I beg you a bunch of little kids! I still have to sign up! Humph!"

Chen Zhui Dao came to the registration office happily and found that there had been a long queue here. Most of the people who registered were blonde and blue-eyed Westerners, and there were few pure-bred orientals like him.

"Oh! This magic continent is also precious for rare things!" Chen Zhui stood at the end of the team and said to himself, "I only understand the charm of black hair and black eyes now."

"Give it all! Give it one!" An impatient voice came from behind Chen Zhui, "Let us Mr. Gray Batru register first!"

Those who were queuing up to make a way when they heard the name.

I saw a gorgeously dressed blond boy walking through the crowd to the registration office. He was elegant, fair-faced, tall nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and a natural calmness and confidence in his sapphire eyes.

Behind the boy was a boy nodding and bowing. He also had blonde hair, but his face was thin and sharp-mouthed, and the words he had just said.

"It's actually the young master of the Batrul family!" A student said in surprise, "I heard that the wind attribute magic of the Trul family is the strongest wind magic in the continent!"

"What! Then why did he come to the Magic Academy? I can't just practice at home!" Another student said in confusion.

"Hey, the ideas of the children of the big family are not something we can guess!" the student sighed, "After all, poverty limits our imagination!"

For a moment, the students in the queue began to discuss this handsome boy.

"Tsk! What's so great about it? Isn't it just a rich second generation?" Chen Zhui said with a lip slap, "There are few rich second generations who cheat their fathers now? Young man, I wish you a smooth cheating of your fathers."

After Gray Batru completed the registration and left, the team returned to its original state, and Chen Zhui was still waiting hard at the end of the team.

Suddenly, another riot broke out in the crowd.

I saw a burly boy rushing around and rushing out of the queue and walking straight towards the registration window. He was about 1.75 meters tall, wearing a black magic robe, with long red hair, long sword eyebrows flew into his clouds, and his red eyes were full of evil spirits, making him look heroic.

"Damn! Who is this person? So domineering." A student said as he was about to go up and stop the red-haired boy who was jumping into the country, but he was stopped by others first.

"You're so fucking!" the man said in shock, "I don't even know him! He is the strongest young man in the Yat family, Duran Yat!"

"What? It's the Duran Yat who killed a first-level monster at the age of thirteen?" said another insider.

"Yes! The fire-attribute bloodline of their Yat family is the fire-attribute bloodline with the highest chance of mutated attributes appearing in the entire continent!"

"Why are there so many monsters in our class? It's even more difficult to enter the inner courtyard!" the man said with a sad face.

These words caused everyone to exclaim.

Chen Zhui glanced at Duran Yat and whispered: "Sharmat can be a magician! This continent is too crazy!"

An hour later, it was finally Chen Zhui's turn to register.

Chen Zhui handed the qualification certificate to the staff in the window. He was wearing a white magic robe and looked like he was a magician.

"Your name is Chen Zhui?" the man asked with a look at the qualification certificate.

"Yes, sir!" Chen Zhui smiled, and even flattered.

The man looked up at Chen Zhui, nodded with satisfaction, and then said in surprise: "You are A-level elemental perception!"

"Yes, sir." Seeing his surprised look, Chen Zhui was happy, but he said seriously: "Low, sir, I don't want everyone to know that I am A-level talent!" As he said that, he raised the tone by an octave.

"Oh, ignorant, ignorant!" The magician smiled, then stretched out his palm to Chen Zhui, "Tuit fee is ten gold coins!" (Magic Continent currency exchange unit: 1 gold coins = 100 silver coins = 10000 copper coins)

"What?" Chen Zhui was stunned for a moment. Tuition? Why didn't he expect that there would be tuition fees here... Also, what is gold coins?

"Well, look at me as talented as I am and so handsome, can I get ten gold coins cheaper?" Chen Zhui said with a smile on his face.

The magician immediately turned cold when he heard this, waved his hand impatiently and said, "This is a magic academy, not a good hall. If you don't have money, get out of here!"

Chen Zhui looked at him with a dark look. He was not sure what to do, but a pleasant female voice came from behind him: "I have given his tuition fee!"
Chapter completed!