Spiritual power 23—four times the average of his peers! Barely meets the standard! Elemental affinity: Earth—medium, Wind—low! Possesses magic talent and is qualified to become a mage!
"Yay!"
Potter looked as if he had just heard the most beautiful words in the world. He shouted with excitement, but tears poured down like a fountain, soaking his collar. He wept tears of joy!
"By the Dragon God!"
"A mud-legged commoner actually becoming a mage? Is there any justice left in this world?"
"Unbelievable…"
The crowd buzzed with discussion, eyes filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment.
Meng Lei watched Potter and sighed repeatedly. Despite Potter's ragged clothes, he possessed a magic talent that countless people could only dream of!
It was easy to foresee that once he graduated from the magic academy, he would become a noble mage. With power and status, beauties and wealth would come knocking on his door!
His fate had completely changed in this very moment!
"Next!"
It was finally Meng Lei's turn!
Meng Lei took a deep breath and stepped forward slowly.
"Another mud-legged commoner!"
"What an eyesore!"
"This guy definitely has no magic talent!"
"These mud-legged commoners have a much lower chance of possessing magic talent than us nobles—one in a hundred thousand at best. That country bumpkin earlier already used up all the dog-shit luck. This one's definitely finished!"
"I bet a pack of sausages he has no magic talent!"
"I'll bet two packs…"
A group of noble youths whispered among themselves, their words dripping with disdain. In the Dragon God Empire, the class divide was simply too severe!
Joanna, Joseph, and Andrew stared at Meng Lei, eyes full of hope—though deep down, they didn't hold out much expectation.
"Big Brother Meng Lei, you've got this!"
"He should be able to detect something, right?"
Meng Lei took another deep breath and pressed both hands onto the crystal ball!
At that instant, he actually felt nervous. Even though he had picked up the Thunder-element magic talent from that Saint Domain mage and had already succeeded in meditation, Meng Lei was still a little uneasy.
After all, his magic talent had been acquired through postnatal fusion. What if the device couldn't detect it?
"Buzz—"
Meng Lei was worrying for nothing!
The moment his hands touched the crystal ball, a blinding silver light exploded from within, turning the orb as dazzling as the sun itself!
Tiny, brilliant silver arcs raced and surged inside the crystal ball, as if they were trying to smash through the shell and burst out!
"Swish!"
Behind the three testers, the middle-aged man who had been dozing in his chair suddenly snapped his eyes open. He shot to his feet and stared fixedly at the crystal ball, face filled with excitement!
"Elemental affinity: Thunder… super-grade!"
The middle-aged man's eyes burned as he slowly spoke the words.
"Boom—"
The surroundings erupted in an uproar. The noble youths who had been mocking moments ago fell silent like roosters caught by the neck!
"Super… super-grade?"
"By the Dragon God! Did I mishear that?"
"How is this possible? Super-grade elemental affinity? That's way too exaggerated!"
The three young testers were also stunned speechless. Generally speaking, the vast majority of people with magic talent only had low-grade elemental affinity—that was the minimum passing line and the lowest standard for sensing magic elements!
Above low-grade was medium-grade!
People with medium-grade affinity sensed magic elements ten times more clearly during meditation than those with low-grade affinity!
Above medium-grade was high-grade—100 times clearer!
That meant while others needed 100 hours to refine a certain amount of magic power, someone with high-grade affinity only needed one hour—a full hundredfold difference in efficiency!
Was the gap big?
It was worlds apart!
Therefore, assuming similar spiritual power, no matter how hard someone with low-grade affinity trained, they could only become a low-level mage in their entire lifetime!
What counted as low-level?
Levels one through three, that's all!
But someone with high-grade affinity could casually become a low-level mage, put in a little effort and reach mid-level, and with serious hard work, easily become a high-level mage!
That was the difference between low-grade and high-grade!
As for super-grade… it was ridiculously rare. Even dragonkin who inherited dragon-clan magic talent and were born with extremely strong elemental affinity rarely possessed super-grade affinity!
After all, this was a thousand times the sensing clarity!
"Quick! Quick, test his spiritual power!"
The middle-aged man pushed the tester aside and took over personally. His voice trembled slightly. Super-grade elemental affinity! Someone with this talent didn't even need to meditate—magic elements would scramble to rush into his body. He was practically the illegitimate son of the God of Magic!
Meng Lei walked up to the spirit meter, his expression more relaxed than ever. His spiritual attribute was as high as 215—already comparable to a level-2 mage. What was there to worry about?
"This guy really stepped in dog shit!"
The noble youths stared at Meng Lei, green with envy. "With such strong magic talent, his spiritual power must be trash. He can't possibly hog all the good fortune!"
Unfortunately for them, they were destined to be disappointed.
The moment Meng Lei fixed his gaze on the red dot…
The red line inside the spirit meter shot upward like a rocket. In the blink of an eye it passed the halfway mark and kept climbing!
"Holy crap!"
"So fast?"
Everyone watching nearly had their eyes pop out of their sockets. When others tested spiritual power, the red line rose slowly, notch by notch. But this guy…
"G-genius!"
"This is a true genius!"
The middle-aged man was so excited he could barely speak coherently; his whole body trembled with excitement. His testing group had finally unearthed a real genius!
"Swish—"
Under everyone's shocked gazes, the red line rocketed straight to the very top of the spirit meter, filling every single scale before finally stopping.
But anyone could see that "full value" was not Meng Lei's limit. If the spirit meter had a taller scale, the red line representing his spiritual power would definitely go… even higher!
"Full… full value! Spiritual power is one hundred times that of his peers!"
The middle-aged man announced the result with a trembling voice: "Elemental affinity: Thunder—super-grade; Spiritual power: one hundred times that of peers. Comprehensive evaluation: Magic talent… super-excellent grade!"
"Boom—"
The entire venue exploded!
"One hundred… one hundred times?"
"Super-excellent grade?"
"Is this guy even human?"
"He's practically a monster!"
"Super-grade elemental affinity and this insane spiritual power too? Is there any justice left in the world?"
"A mud-legged commoner who popped up out of nowhere has such ridiculous talent? Did the God of Magic go blind?"
"This guy is probably not much worse than Ordos, right?"
"Pretty much!"
"Hiss! Ordos is a second-generation dragonkin with golden dragon bloodline…"
Everyone's eyes turned to Meng Lei, filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred—especially the dragonkin nobles, whose gazes flickered with shock and amazement!
"Sir, I am Fred from the admissions office of Douglas Magic Academy!"
At that moment, an old man in a magic robe pushed through the crowd and stepped forward. "I sincerely invite you to join our Douglas Magic Academy. As long as you join…"