Level 3..
Ronan sensed the spiritual power emanating from the round-glasses chubby wizard in front of him, and relaxed a bit internally.
His luck wasn't too bad; in fact, it was quite favorable. His first-round opponent was merely a Level 3 Wizard.
"Cosk Du Lin?"
Ronan thought for a moment, then took the initiative to speak and call out the opponent's name.
"Yes."
The chubby wizard pushed up the crystal round glasses on his nose that seemed about to slip off at any moment, staring at him as he spoke in a faint tone: "I didn't expect my luck to be so good... to be able to be paired in the same duel with the Spiritual Text genius who awakened the 'Deep Knowledge Crown'.
Ronan Damien, in the previous stage of selection, you certainly stole the spotlight..."
From the tone of the chubby man named Cosk in front of him, Ronan detected something a bit off, causing him to frown slightly.
"Are you planning to compete? I'm a whole level higher than you..."
