Became an Academy End-Of-Life Genius

Admission(3)

“The entrance exam is a battle with the instructor!”

In front of Trina, the instructor shouted after gathering the freshmen.

A grim expression caught my eye.

confrontation with the instructor.

There were those who were bewildered by this, and there were those who showed a burning interest in win-win.

But.

No student was not surprised.

The Iliad Academy’s tests were constantly changing, so it was impossible to guess.

It is not unreasonable to be surprised that students are graded A, B, C, and D through tests.

‘Of course I knew.’

According to the instructor’s suggestion, this rider is aware of the fact that the advanced class is selected through Dalian.

It’s a story straight out of a novel… .

“Cha-ah!”

because of that girl

An indomitable will that frequently blocks attacks by the instructor, and rushes forward even when counterattacked.

The embodiment of hard work that never gives up.

Swordsman, Erina Pilstein.

A person who will become the main character’s strong ally in the future.

Her performance in the novel was very impressive.

A sword that was built up only by hard work, without the proper talent.

Perhaps that brave spirit and swordsmanship were also trained through steady effort.

“Don’t make it this far.”

When the match was getting too long, the instructor declared.

“Learn well!”

“It was a good match.”

Then she lowered her sword and bowed her head.

He has wounds on his body and sweat runs down his face.

Appreciating her courage, the instructor seldom gave her praises of encouragement.

Here’s the original

The Iliad Academy does not expect anyone to defeat the instructor in Dalian.

The important thing is courage and courage.

Even if you keep losing, you want someone who will stand up and rush to the end.

‘That’s the meaning of this test.’

Coming to the Iliad Academy means that, after all, the requirement for talent has been met.

Those who have talent but are gripped by fear, those who give up, those who do not even try.

This is a test to filter out such people.

“Aww!”

“next!”

Extra 1 was brutally defeated, and my turn finally came.

I want to go quietly at the academy, but… Once you get into the B class, you’ll save your face.

You might be able to keep getting the elixir from your father and householder.

I took a black marble out of my arms.

An elixir that Petra gave me. I was surprised how much I ‘observed’ this.

『Black Dragon Inner Crumbs (200 days)』

200 matches.

Cheongyudan is 60 days old. Most elixirs do not last more than 20 days.

But it’s an inner stage that exceeds the equivalent of 20 days of elixir.

To be honest, if it wasn’t for the Black Dragon’s inner circle, I would have doubted the results of the observation.

‘Because that black dragon.’

vicious yet vicious.

The most evil known color among dragons.

A black dragon with black scales.

Many knights rushed to catch this monster, also called the Black Dragon.

I had only subjugated one.

Then the dragon’s name was… .

‘Axius.’

Crumbs of that dragon’s inner end.

Honestly, this is the price of a house. No, do you want to go further than that?

I don’t know why Petra has this inner stage.

It’s also not polite to refuse a gift.

I’ll quietly inquire about the source of this inner podium later.

gulp.

As I swallowed the inner altar, vitality returned to my body.

I feel light for the first time in my body, which has only been heavy so far.

It feels so good to clear your mind.

I carefully climbed the stairs.

This is to test a normal body.

Now when the match starts, I feel like I’m losing again.

Wouldn’t you like to enjoy it to the fullest before then?

cry.

“Whoa.”

Hemorrhage did come out, but the amount of bleeding was incomparable to the previous one.

I felt like I wanted to dance right away.

I was happy inside, but the instructor spoke to me.

“Can I start?”

Well? Have you ever asked something like that?

I nodded.

The instructor took a stance.

I also took a step forward and stopped.

You have to use your life to deliver a proper blow.

I got 200 days’ worth, so I guess I’ll have to use about 50 days’ worth.

Still, he has a body with some genius traits attached to it.

If you can move your body properly with a lifespan of 50 days and give the instructor one shot… .

‘But why don’t you come in?’

He clenched his fists and waited for the instructor to come in, but he didn’t come.

Maybe I should do a foreshadowing? Is that so?

I hear a rumbling sound from behind.

Surely there wasn’t a voice saying that you had to do it first, didn’t you?

widely.

Fortunately, the instructor moved.

Stepping on the basic footwork taught at the academy and watching the approaching man.

I breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.

I knew I had to move again.

By the way… .

‘Are you really coming this slow?’

The instructor’s movements are strange.

Obviously, when viewed from the podium, why is the one who suppressed the students so slowly moving so slowly?

‘Are you watching?’

because i’m sick

Is it because the eldest son of the Philasia family, Deron Philasia?

I’m a little annoyed.

The instructor punched me in the stomach.

It was a pure fist with no mana, but I understood what the instructor meant.

‘I’m guessing he’s trying to knock him out.’

Aside from being annoyed, it’s a neat decision.

Even if my body was hit with that weak fist, I’d faint and vomit blood.

However.

I put mana in my fist.

Perhaps because of the black dragon’s inner end, black mana wraps around his fist.

Insert your fist directly into the instructor’s abdomen.

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Just to make sure you don’t die.

I am now

Whoops!

drum popping sound.

The instructor collapses with a squeak.

“Twitter.”

I mean, it’s not like you’re looking at it like that.

Even the Iliad Academy was ruined.

Are you stunned by just 50 hits?

Thinking like that, I looked at the referee.

The referee looked down at the instructor as if absurd and declared towards me.

“Theron… Phylasia, win.”

Then I came down from the stage.

Next to it, chairs were provided for those who had finished the competition to sit.

After I was not in a place where there were no people, I checked the properties window.

Now it will be reduced from 292 days to 242 days.

『120 Days』

fuck?

I momentarily pulled out my neck and stared at the attribute window.

Isn’t this a real system error? 172 days of my life? where did it go

[Talent: You have acquired the Mana of the Black Dragon.]

mana? Maybe it’s on my hand?

I checked the details of the characteristics.

→Talent: Black Dragon’s Mana

It can be used by people who have consumed the inner end of the Black Dragon.

It can be used when necessary, but because it was hunted by humans, there is a curse on humans.

(When used, the lifespan decreases randomly)

Shibaal!!!!

You don’t have to tell me this in advance!

No, how are you supposed to deal with mana draining from your fists?

Damn god, damn trait, damn black dragon.

[Life is reduced by 12 hours due to rage above a certain level. (119 days, 12 hours)]

I just came to my senses.

He almost lost his real reason, but his unyielding spirit stopped him.

I took a few deep breaths and looked up at the podium.

Even if I draw a little attention, the test continues.

Instead of the instructor I stunned, another person was up.

Whether he wants to express even a beast nature, his head is split in mane, and wolf ears are upright.

You can tell just by looking at the back.

‘Blue Mane Azban.’

A man from Werewolf, who won the Academy Award only for his talent.

As the man stood as the instructor, the eyes of the commoners began to twinkle.

Azban would be like an idol to them.

That opponent… .

“Come on, please.”

Slightly dragging tone. It looks like it’s standing upright. Even pretending to look frightened.

If it wasn’t for her slender looks and beautiful curves, she would have frowned.

Azban seemed to have noticed her hidden power.

“Creung.”

To make the sound of a wolf, not a human.

Azban intends to fight properly.

The girl had a frightened expression on her face, but it only looked disgusting to me.

because.

“The game begins!”

“Wow!”

Azban runs away. The wind blows on the sword. His unique swordsmanship, a quick sword that can only be realized with the speed unique to a werewolf.

Kaang!

But the girl pokes.

With divine power in his hands, light but neat.

As if expected, Azban swung the deflected sword again.

“Caught.”

The girl grabs the sword. without a single wound.

It’s insanely durable. The result of adding the original body to the divine power.

Azban’s expression turned to embarrassment.

I put myself on the chair and looked at the scene.

If it wasn’t for me, I would have been a student who defeated the instructor alone.

But now the student who defeated the instructor for the second time.

Saint, Rebecca von Catrel.

Hiding the name given by God, she takes the test as a commoner named Adele.

Because the saint won’t be able to get a proper test.

Whoops!

While holding the sword, Azban’s abdomen hit with a direct hit at the outrageous regime.

He collapsed without making a sound. It’s a cleaner blow than me.

“S, winner. Adele.”

The referee rolls his eyes as if embarrassed that the instructor fell twice.

However, my gaze is on the saint.

If it were her, maybe she could cure my illness.

“I… .”

But the moment you want to talk to the saint.

I checked.

“… .”

A look of hatred and contempt towards me.

It was a different kind of eye from the fear and pity I had been facing before.

I couldn’t really find the reason.