Chapter two hundred and nine learning from each other
At the Magic Association's training ground, Olson now felt a little regretful. He was indeed a little angry after taking Linton's test. Now thinking about it, it would be of no benefit to him. Instead, it would give others some excuses.
There are indeed a lot of people watching around now. After all, it is during the Magic Exchange Conference. There are now mages from all over Trion City. The movement here is enough to attract their attention. After all, Olson is a member of the Magic Association.
General Affairs Officer, now I heard that he was practicing magic with a twenty-year-old boy? What is going on? Anyone who hears this will be curious.
Olson felt a headache. He shouldn't have done it, so just let his disciples do it. The purpose was to attack Klose. In fact, he didn't object to Linton's proposal. After all, Linton looked like Klose.
His disciple, defeating him is also a way to defeat Klose. But I feel that I am bullying the smaller. What is the point of you defeating Linton? Doesn’t this seem normal to everyone? Did you defeat Klose?
Ze's disciple means you are better than Klose?
Olson also felt that he might have been tricked by Linton, but he was really angry at the time. Looking at Linton, this guy was too insidious. No wonder he proposed a competition. The purpose was probably to drag him down.
, and then you lose if you lose. Anyway, you bully the small with your big one, so losing is normal, but what you lose is your own face.
Thinking of this, Olson looked at Linton with murderous eyes. Yes, he had finally climbed to this position, and now he wanted to enter the Presbyterian Church. Suddenly, this guy appeared and insisted on causing trouble for him.
Olson also hated Linton.
"Do you really want to spar with me?" Olson said, "Although it's just a spar, but... it's still dangerous. I'm not sure if I can stop in time."
"You're right." Linton nodded, "Swords and swords have no eyes. After all, it's a sparring match. It's normal if you can't hold back. Everyone is here and will bear witness. If something unexpected happens, the two of us will
Everyone is aware, so that’s no problem.”
"Huh?" Olson was a little confused by Linton's remark as if he was looking for death. He really couldn't understand what was going on with this guy.
"So if you still have any doubts, just tell me. Judging from your cautious appearance, don't be afraid. It's just a discussion. Are you worried that I will kill you?" Linton said with a smile.
"You..." Olson now understands why he fell in love with him. This guy is really a genius at making people angry. He finally regained some sense, but he is driving him crazy again.
Looking at the people around him who seemed to be whispering, although they may not be talking about his own affairs, Olson also began to become irritated. Olson really wanted to kill Linton in front of him, but he was slightly forced.
Calm down and think about it. This might really be Klose's plan. For example, if he beat Linton to death and bullied the smaller ones, this would be unreasonable. If the other party uses this matter to investigate and compensate the association,
It is impossible, but it seems unreasonable to deprive the other party of the title of elder at this time. Could it be that Linton is seeking death on his own initiative, and this is his purpose?
Judging from Linton's current attitude of seeking death, Olson really suspected that this was the purpose of the other party. But Linton really made him mad. After thinking about it, he couldn't kill him, but... he could be crippled.
Well, swords have no eyes, he said so himself.
Thinking of this, Olson felt that he had seen through everything and it was better to end this farce quickly. So he said: "Then let's get started."
As he spoke, Olson also took out his staff. It was a black staff with six large and small red gems on it. Seeing this staff, many mages around him showed their faces.
There was an envious look in his eyes. Yes, this staff is quite old. It is the famous staff known as "Burn".
Making a staff is a major science. It is very simple to add a magic crystal to the staff, but starting from the second one, the difficulty increases exponentially. If there is a problem with the magic coordination between the two magic crystals,
The staff cannot be completed. If there are three magic crystals, there will be more to consider. Before, even Princess Yalan's royal collection staff only had three magic crystals inlaid, and this burning staff has
Six magic crystals, this is indeed a legendary staff.
Just when the attention of the surrounding mages turned to Burning, Linton also took out his staff. The only person who noticed him was Olson. When he saw Linton's staff, he suddenly
He was stunned for a moment: "Wait a minute, what is in your hand?"
After hearing Olson's words, everyone looked at the staff in Linton's hand. The onlookers were all mages. When they saw the staff, many people showed inexplicable expressions. Yes, this thing... isn't it?
A fire stick with an eighth-level magic crystal inlaid on it? What the hell kind of design is this?
"So I'm asking you if you understand magic. This is a staff, don't you understand?" Linton said.
"You call this a staff?" Olson couldn't help but ask.
Olson is really convinced that Linton is not a mage. This thing is not a magic-guiding material at all. Even if a magic crystal is embedded on it, it will not have any amplification effect on magic and cannot be used as a spell-casting medium. Take this thing
Isn't it funny to come out and say that you are a mage?
"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Linton said, spreading his hands.
"Can you cast magic with this thing?" Olson sneered.
"Of course. Otherwise, why is it called a staff? So I ask you again, do you know magic?" Linton looked at Olson with a "what do you know" expression on his face, which made Olson's anger soar rapidly.
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"Then try it!" Olson yelled, "Didn't you say you are a magician? Now the competition begins, you can release your magic and see."
"Okay..." Linton said, waving the fire stick towards his body, "Okay, the release is complete, the defensive magic has taken effect."
"Ha..." Olson laughed in anger. Defense magic? You didn't feel any magic at all, okay? It's all nonsense. Sure enough, Linton is not a magician at all, right? It seems to be what he thought.
Like, this guy might really be looking for death.
"Are you releasing defensive magic now?" Olson asked.
"Yes." Linton nodded.
"Why don't I feel any magic fluctuations?" Olson asked. The surrounding audience didn't feel it either. They are all magicians. It is obvious that Linton does not have any magic power.
"So I asked you, do you know magic?" Linton said, "Wouldn't you know if there is defensive magic if you try it?"
Linton still wanted Olson to make the first move. After all, he was here to test his strength, so he didn't want to stop him until he saw the opponent's magic.
Olsen had a headache. After thinking about it, he decided to end the farce quickly, so he stopped the staff and immediately abandoned the chanting magic and shot out: "Fire Blast."
Although the skill of flame impact is not very powerful, it is more powerful than before. There is no flight path of the fireball, and it can hit almost instantly. As a saint-level mage, Olson does not use much force, but its power is not low. Austrian
Erson just wanted Linton to lose quickly and end this farce, and he didn't want to kill him so as to save him an excuse.
With a "bang", a burst of hot air exploded directly in Linton's chest. Although he didn't use any force, ordinary people would be seriously injured and fall down after receiving such an attack. However, Linton stood on the spot and resisted without moving.
Move. Now Linton's basic attributes are quite high. An attack of this level doesn't even require any self-healing.
"Just... this?" Linton raised his head directly and looked at Olson in front of him.
"Huh?" Olson looked at Linton with some surprise. He was really worried about killing Linton, so he didn't use any force, but the other party actually carried him directly without moving a step. This was a bit strange.
, he also felt that Linton was just here to die.
"I thought you were so great. An attack of this level can't even break through my skin... or even my magic defense." Linton said.
It was obvious that Linton himself had spilled the beans, but at this time Olson didn't care about his poor language. He became a little annoyed and directly raised his staff: "Fireball."
This time Olson really used some strength. Although it was a relatively basic fireball magic, he was a saint after all. The size, shooting speed, and flame temperature of this fireball were extraordinary.
Magicians can compare. Such a simple fireball can kill even a star-level magician in seconds.
However, the fireball flew in front of Linton, and Linton directly punched him. With a "bang" sound, sparks flew everywhere. The fireball in front of him directly smashed him to pieces with a single blow. Seeing this situation, everyone was stunned.
Startled.
"So, stop playing, okay?" Linton said, "It seems you have to let me teach you what magic is."
After speaking, Linton directly thrust his magic wand forward: "Fire Escape. The technique of powerful fireball."
These are some of Olson's disciples around. Delan and the others are explaining the situation to some people around them. Yes, they didn't expect that Olson agreed to Linton's competition. It does mean to bully the smaller ones. If they didn't see it,
People who were in the previous situation saw this and it might affect the teacher's reputation. So they also explained that the main meaning was that Linton pretended to be a magician, and now their teacher is being held accountable.
However, just as they were saying this, Linton suddenly released his powerful fireball technique. As a result, a huge fireball appeared in front of Linton. They were just here saying that he was a fake magician, but suddenly
Just slap them in the face.
"This... this is impossible!" Delan looked at the stage in confusion.
"This is impossible!" Olson in the sky also shouted at the same time.