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Mage Academy: I Have Infinite Skill Points

Ye Ming transmigrated to a world of swords and magic, here there are giant dragons, elves, orcs, magical beasts, the undead… Ye Ming realized that he was a student who obtained the last place at the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and was about to be expelled. “Ding, Supreme Skills System, loading……” “Ding, unknown reason, system bug has occurred……” “Fixing bug……” “Bug fixed, skill points remaining: max!” …… Looking at the skill panel that had appeared before his eyes, Ye Ming tried to click on the “+” icon behind the “Fireball” magic. “Ding! Your Fireball has improved, currently Level 6.” “Ding! Your Fireball has improved, currently Level 7.” “Ding! Your Fireball has improved, currently Level 8.” “Ding! Your Fireball has improved, currently Level 9.”...... “Congratulations on your self-taught mastery, you have understood the “Laws of Blasting Fire’, your Fireball has evolved to become Forbidden Spell: Dark Sun Blast!” Looking at the enormous fireball that was as deep and dark as a black hole floating before him, Ye Ming smiled and started going crazy on his skill points…… The next day, Ye Ming dragged his exhausted body to the wizardry academy library. He knew that he had to learn new skills now. Because~ the skills that he’d learned before all became forbidden spells! He tried to light a fire for a barbeque and almost blasted away the entire academy!

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Hidden Secrets

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"You're a mage?" Lin Ming stared at his opponent.

It wasn't a competition, and under such circumstances, the chances of mages encountering and working together were higher. They were notable disciples of the Sage Tier Mage, or else they wouldn't even be here. And forming a pact gave them higher chances of winning.

When another mage attacked him, Lin Ming's brows pulled together. If someone were aiming at him, he would not let them off this easily.

"Dazzling Dragon Spell!" Flames engulf the guy across Lin Ming.

Black smoke belched out from his foe, pushing Lin Ming's flames away.

"A Dark Mage?" Lin Ming's eyes widened. The guy in front of him mustn't be one of the Sage Tier Mages' disciples, and none of the Sage Tier Mages he'd heard about was of a dark magic user—he must originate from the tomb itself. The opponent was of Tier 7, and with him casting dark magic, his attacks were hard to predict—he was strong.