Waiting for his carriage to reach the front, Isaac decided to play with fire, literally.

Summoning two, small ball-shaped fires, Isaac shaped them as he wished, forming them into a sort of serpent as they danced around his fingers and rested on his arm.

With his perfected control, they didn't even damage his skin, even if they wanted to, it couldn't.

His skin, even his internal organs, were all much stronger than previously before.

Before even becoming a Second Circle magus, Isaac continued to increase his proficiency, although his control was immaculate, he wasn't used to the feeling of mana, which he was now perfectly adjusted to.

Although with the improvement of his mana usage, his body, refined after many tumultuous tasks, was now infinitely stronger.

According to the System, the levels of body refining were:

[Newborn

Fledgling

Awakened

Refiner

Reborn

Destroyer

Disastrous

Catastrophe]

For now, he only wanted to know about the mortal ranks, which encompassed this world in terms of strength.

Regardless, his current strength, body refining only, was Awakened, all adults, back in earth, would be newborns in this world, First Circle would be fledglings, however, up until the Third Circle, they would stay fledglings.

Thanks to the body refining art he received from the System, [Aether Desolate Arts] he could use the purple light mana in his heart to also fuel his bodily refinement.

Constantly, his body was being refined by his mana, however, for a large jump at improvement, he would either need to become stronger as a mage, increasing his mana's purity, or his body will have to face much stress.

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Regardless, with body refinement and his already insane strength as a magus alone, his strength is much greater than those focusing on a single path. However, with two paths constantly greedily sucking his resources, his progress is slowed.

With his talents, however, he dared to do so.

Feeling the carriage stop, he dispelled his fire serpent, and seeing the fine gate outside, he knew they reached the front.

Handing the circular and golden medallion held by strings of feathers and a multitude of strings to the driver, he smirked.

Seeing the driver of the carriage give the guards the medallion which his master gave him and easily allowing passage, he smiled.

Through the window, Isaac saw a beautiful city, filled with wonders all around, there was even an atmosphere that boosted that feel.

There were many tall, even humongous buildings everywhere, where big shots resided.

Knowing that stronger people were there, he smiled, knowing that he'll one day reach their levels of power, and completely dominate them.

Regardless, he knew his destination, Cypress Academy, although he wouldn't yet go there.

Telling the driver to head towards the center of the city, the driver smiled, knowing his reason.

----

Center of Freeway, Captial of Freesia.

With a grand stage set, that was always activated at this time of year, The Principal of Cypress Academy, Liam Windlock, looked at the hundreds, maybe even thousands of participants awaiting his word.

"As the current Principal of Cypress Academy, I wish you all luck, and most of all, I hope to see you all there." His words caused many smiles to rise, and them droop.

"However, I know that isn't possible. As the top academy, we only recruit the most talented, so this year, we will be conducting three trials."

Pointing to the right of him, he said, "This orb measures talent, if it glows green, you pass, if it glows red, you fail."

Looking at the staff team next to him, he smiled, "Please begin."

Isaac, who was seeing his kind mannerisms seemed confused, he could sense the immense bloodthirst emitting from him.

Although it wasn't intentional and from everyone else's perspective, it seemed they didn't notice it.

Obviously, Isaac felt the power emanating from him. If push comes to shove and he wasn't at his level, he'd never want to fight such a person.

He wasn't insane.

Regardless, he lined up, ready to take the talent test.

----

Being called, he finally touched the orb and sent his mana into it.

Glowing green, he indifferently went to right, where everyone else went. Immediately, his looks attracted many, if not all.

Besides the same gender... hopefully.

Regardless, with the same indifferent expression, he sat, resting on a wall, half-sleeping.

----

Four hours later.

Around four hours later, Isaac was awoken by a thunderous voice.

Amplifying his voice with mana, the principal said, "Now that we have conducted the first trial, we will commence the third trial."

Afterwards, he looked directly towards the sleepy boy, keeping him in mind.

Exactly when his words dropped, his mana wrapped around their bodies, teleporting them to a green, well vegetated plane.

Many people's eyes widened, 'He's a spatial practitioner?'

Shockingly, the principal was held profession in space.