Magus Supremacy

Chapter 413

"Now, if there are no other questions, I hereby begin this assessment," he said as he swung his hand down. Instantly, the doll dashed toward the applicant.

In the blink of an eye, the doll was right in front of the applicant, swinging its wooden sword at him with lightning speed.

Without wasting a second, the applicant jumped back to avoid the slash aimed at him. As soon as he regained his footing, he gripped his spear tightly, then bolted toward the doll with firm resolve.

When he got close enough, the applicant thrust his spear toward the red dot on the doll’s chest. But in an instant, the doll’s shield shot forward, blocking the path of the spear. Then, with a sudden push of its wooden hand, the applicant stumbled backward, losing his balance slightly.

And before he could fully recover, the doll burst forward again, leaping at him with incredible speed and slashing its sword down toward the tumbling man. Noticing the danger, the applicant swiftly twirled his spear in his hands and brought it up in front of his face.

The wooden sword clashed against the shaft of the spear, sending a shock through the applicant’s arms and forcing him to skid a few inches backward. His hands throbbed with pain from the force of the blow, but he gritted his teeth and stayed standing.

Gunther stood a few metres away, arms crossed, his eyes watching the applicant with clear disappointment.

’Judging from the forms these students filled in, it’s obvious,’ he thought. ’Aside from the direct descendants and nobles, no one else is even worth our time.’

"Damn it! I can’t give up now," the applicant muttered under his breath, gritting his teeth as he gripped the spear tighter.

The doll lunged again, slashing horizontally. The applicant narrowly spun aside, avoiding the blade’s edge. His spear shot forward once more at a decent speed, but again the doll’s shield appeared just in time to block it.

"Curses!" the applicant growled. With a surge of frustration and desperation, he infused his limbs with Ki, focusing it especially in his arms. In a flash, he leapt off the ground and began spinning mid-air, his spear still pressing against the unyielding shield.