Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

He truly enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention, being watched by everyone else.

This made him incredibly excited!

Even though his body was extremely fatigued, he still put on an unaffected front, maintaining a serious expression as he spoke:

"Foolish! Do you think a mage just stands there casting spells?"

"What if you run out of magic power in a fight?"

"What if your magic staff accidentally breaks in the wilderness? Are you going to stand there like an ordinary person waiting to die?"

"The academy is training our physical fitness, making us more agile and enduring, so we can withstand intense battles without dying unexpectedly!"

"And I heard from my father, the emperor, that training in this most primitive way can better enhance one’s overall magic power."

"Our mage’s body is quite miraculous. Even this ordinary running makes the growth of magic power much faster than those arcanists who spend all day meditating and cultivating!"

Saying this, the Second Prince pretended to sigh deeply and shook his head, speaking in a very helpless and regretful tone: "You guys... really don’t understand the good intentions of the academy."

Truth be told.

Although this guy was envious of others being more in the spotlight than him and yearned for that attention, the information he had was indeed accurate.

Physical training is to improve the physical quality of the mages.

It’s well known that mages have thin skin and big filling.

Even mages at the Master Mage level have limited physical condition improvement over ordinary people, only having longer lifespan and slower aging.

With even Vice Dean Netter barely having a blood bar exceeding 200,000 thanks to the blessing of the elf race’s physique.

Fragile to the extreme.

Therefore, under such circumstances, it’s very necessary for mages below the Truth level to strengthen their bodies like ordinary people.

Otherwise, you’re in a magic duel, and after fighting for less than ten minutes, you tell the person that you can’t lift your arm because it’s sore, suggesting another day; that’s not appropriate, right?

Or maybe you’re passionately dueling, dodging the opponent’s spells left and right, and after jumping around for five minutes, you pant heavily and ask to take a break to drink some water before continuing; that’s even more inappropriate, right?

Upon learning this, the freshmen’s complaints immediately quieted down.

Even when secretly grumbling, it was done in their hearts.

Especially those noble members, each more concerned about their dignity than the last.

No one wants to be surpassed or looked down upon by someone with lower status, so they all put in extra effort to take physical training seriously.

Although in the end, about three-quarters of them had no appetite for breakfast, and even showed some signs of sleepiness during the combat magic class.

But at least the freshmen persisted and did not give up.

This made the professor in charge of the combat course very pleased.

"Not bad, all of you persisted, no one needs extra training."

His sharp golden eyes swept over the class’s ragged group, finally resting on Lu Wenwu, nodding with a smile.

"Especially Mr. Tyrannosaurus, exceptionally outstanding."

However, this smile did not last long.

Probably after he saw the Bath Fire Demon Dragon Staff, his previously joyful smile instantly stiffened, a trace of shock and anger flashing in his eyes.

He stared at Lu Wenwu, and Lu Wenwu stared back at him.

Unlike other professors who looked somewhat old, at least middle-aged, the professor responsible for teaching combat magic appeared to be a young man.

And a well-built, strangely handsome golden-haired, golden-eyed youth at that.

He was dressed in a sophisticated golden suit, with luxurious Magic Jade Crystal cufflinks and buttons.

His right hand held a magic staff that appeared to be entirely covered in high-purity Refined Gold and embedded with several gemstones, wearing radiant shoes made of unknown magical beast leather.

The sunlight reflecting off him was so dazzling it hurt the eyes a bit.

Upon seeing this person, Lu Wenwu immediately thought that this dazzling being was certainly not human; humans couldn’t possibly have such a strange sense of aesthetics.

"You may call me Professor Silver Moon."

The young man shifted his gaze, introducing himself.

He did not introduce his prowess but instead mentioned another matter.

"If you need help with physical training, you can seek my physical assistant—Gudel Rivera, he’s a Legendary Knight, more than capable of guiding you."

"Legendary Knight! That’s a great existence not inferior to a Truth Mage!"

"Oh my god, isn’t this a Magic Academy? There’s actually a knight professor!"

"It’s too extravagant for a Legendary Knight to guide us mages in basic physical training..."

The classmates appreciatively began chattering away, with spirits quickly revived from their previous lethargy.

Seeing his goal achieved, Professor Silver Moon withdrew his gaze from Lu Wenwu, smiling as he said: "Alright children, I think it’s time for us to start class. We’ll begin with the classification of combat magic..."

"Gudel Rivera?"

The Second Prince Zijing mumbled, feeling a sense of familiarity with the name but couldn’t immediately recall from where.

Snow nudged Lu Wenwu’s elbow with his tail, passing a little note over.

"This professor is so strange, he doesn’t mention his title or strength, and yet he calls us children! We’re all at least in our twenties, aren’t we? And Silver and Little Flame are at least a few hundred years old!"

Lu Wenwu thought for a moment, replying: "Not strange."

The other party was not human, he could tell from the first glance.

The name Gudel Rivera further confirmed for him the identity of Professor Silver Moon—a Silver Dragon.

He had come across this name in a miscellany book yesterday, an active Legendary Dragon Knight from 800 years ago.

The dragon he bonded with was precisely a Silver Dragon skilled in magic.

Through the Eye of True Sight, Professor Silver Moon’s analysis result was clearly displayed.

[Celestial Truth: Silver Moon/Silver Dragon Isidro (S+)]: 2160 0000/2160 0000

[Cultivation]: Middle age, Truth Mage Seven-Ring Arcanist

[Current Status]: Dragon Scale Protection, Dragon Language Magic Protection, Dragon Language Transformation Technique, Serious, Furious

[Analysis]: Silver Dragon Isidro skilled in Celestial Magic, transformed into human guise under the name Silver Moon, currently combat magic professor at Magick Magic Academy, furious but restraining anger upon discovering the Bath Fire Demon Dragon Staff, teaching the students earnestly.

A Silver Dragon working as a professor at a human magic academy... interesting.

Lu Wenwu roughly understood why the other’s smile suddenly stiffened.

A magic staff crafted from Dragon Bone, Dragon Scale, and Dragon Tendon; even if the races differ, the unique aura of the top-tier species from a dragon is quite recognizable.

Think of it in reverse.

If Lu Wenwu were to suddenly see an alien student using a Human Bone Spiritual Artifact while teaching, from the heart, he believed his anger might be even more explosive than the other’s.

It must be said, Silver Dragons are indeed known for their mild temperament, even being able to suppress such anger to first teach the students seriously.

Lu Wenwu was very impressed by this.

Moreover, the other was truly an excellent teacher, explaining the content thoroughly, drawing extensively from references for demonstration, covering everything from element allocation, usage methods to response experiences.

Apart from the icy gaze directed at Lu Wenwu, everything else was quite satisfactory.

Silver Moon’s coldness and Lu Wenwu’s indifference to combat magic excited the Second Prince immensely.

Haha!

Turns out not all professors like you!

There are things you’re not good at!

His upturned mouth could not be suppressed, flaunting his magic talent exuberantly among the other students, receiving repeated exclamations and praises.

Lu Wenwu didn’t care about this, just continually trying to deconstruct those fantastic support magic.

Even during the practical session, he was somewhat absentminded, almost always just managing to "barely" finish at the last moment.

This made Snow a little worried, urgently asking Lu Wenwu if he hadn’t had enough breakfast.

Silver Moon ignored this, not even giving a cold glance, refusing to provide any guidance to Lu Wenwu.

Soon, as the bell rang, class time ended.

Silver Moon coolly said to Lu Wenwu, "Mr. Tyrannosaurus, stay after class, the rest of you may leave."

These words made the Second Prince even more excited, feeling somewhat over the moon.

Detention!

Now, the others will surely recognize who truly is the most outstanding and worth paying attention to in the class!