Ou Ling's chanting of spells is getting faster and faster, and the crazy surging magic elements are trying to break free from the shackles of the spell, like a flood constantly hitting the dam.
This is a real gamble. Ou Ling is betting his life against a level 12 monster.
At this moment, everyone's hearts were in suspense, watching helplessly as Ou Ling chanted spells quickly, and watched as the ghost-patterned demon leopard shot at Ou Ling like an arrow.
If you win, the Ghost Pattern Demonic Leopard will be reduced to ashes.
If you lose, your chest will be torn open with sharp claws.
But at this time, Medellin in the sky suddenly raised his staff.
Then... this huge gamble was shamelessly killed by him.
Two aqua-blue light curtains enveloped a person and a leopard respectively.
In the rippling light curtain, time seemed to have stopped.
The ghost-patterned demon leopard jumped up, and then stood eerily in the air. Blue light flashed faintly on its sharp claws, and its dark red eyes were filled with dullness. Ou Ling held the staff tightly, and opened his mouth slightly.
It seemed as if a spell was about to be uttered, but the boiling magic elements seemed to suddenly freeze, and the last spell was frozen in Ou Ling's throat...
Lin Li and Ma Sen stood in the distance, looking at Medellin with dull expressions on their faces.
Only now did the two of them realize that this goatee was more perverted than they imagined.
This aqua-blue light curtain is the legendary 19th-level magic shadow cage!
What is the concept of level 19...
He only needs to take one more step forward to enter the true legendary realm.
Only now did Lin Li know why he couldn't see through the goatee's magic level and why he could see through the disguise of the magic concealment potion at a glance.
The gap between level 12 and level 19 is really huge...
No matter how sharp Lin Li's mental power is, he can't see through a magician who is close to the legendary level.
This has nothing to do with whether the mental power is strong or not. It is purely a matter of naked hierarchical suppression. It is like if you give a child a hundred Viagra tablets, he will not be able to do anything. It is purely a shortage of materials and has nothing to do with other things...
Lin Li knew from the beginning that this goatee was very powerful.
But Lin Li never expected that he would be so strong that he was close to the old Green.
Who is Old Green? He can beat him, a twelfth-level wizard, to such a perverted level that he can't even lift his head by just using power below the level of a wizard.
For a moment, both Ma Sen and Lin Li looked at Medellin with a somewhat complicated look...
"That's right." Goatee nodded slightly, with a hint of approval in his expression: "You are much better than that idiot just now."
Following Medellin's words, the aqua-blue light curtain was like a bursting bubble.
With a "plop" sound, he disappeared into the air. Ou Ling was freed from the shackles of the shadow cage. His pale face was still expressionless, and he just stood there silently listening.
"However, it's only slightly better..." After the old man finished speaking, he glared at Ou Ling angrily: "You actually want to die with a monster, you are really promising..."
"It will definitely die." Ou Ling's tone was determined, as if he was talking about something that had already happened.
"You will definitely die?" Medellin was so angry that his goatee stood up: "Even I wasn't sure about the situation just now. Why are you so sure?"
"I only believe in my own strength. "
"Ridiculous confidence!" The old man almost went crazy with him: "You have to remember that you are a noble magician, not a damn monster. Your mentor and your guild have spent countless years on you.
Xinxue, go ask them and see if they are willing to trade your life for a level 12 monster. You will be lucky if they don't slap you to death.
So fucking stupid!”
Amid Medellin's roar, Ou Ling's pale face still showed no expression at all, he just stood there and listened quietly.
"Forget it, I don't have that much time to teach you a lesson, go away and think about it yourself." Medellin scolded until his mouth went dry, but Ou Ling didn't respond at all. The old man couldn't help but feel angry. He turned around angrily.
Come.
The staff pointed at Lin Li: "Now it's your turn, the cunningest boy."
"..." When he saw that Ou Ling couldn't take down the Phantom Leopard, Lin Li knew that he couldn't escape either. When Medellin shouted, he didn't say much and went up bravely.
"It's really embarrassing. It's just such a little black cat that didn't take down two people. You have to give me some credit for that cunning kid. "
"I try my best. "
After Medellin finished speaking, he released the shadow prison at the same time.
This time, he had less time for Lin Li than before.
The distance between one person and one leopard was only a dozen meters away. As soon as the shadow prison was released, the ghost-patterned demon leopard rushed out. The anger previously inspired by Ou Ling immediately vented on Lin Li, roaring loudly.
, all kinds of dark magic covered it like rain, and under the corrupted earth, the surrounding soil boiled instantly, like an endless swamp.
Lin Li remained unhurried and landed a feather on himself.
Although the effect of this low-level magic is not enough to allow him to float into the air like Medellin, it is more than enough to deal with this swamp. At the same time, an ice pick has roared out. The ice pick is like this
It is cruel, somewhere between magic attack and physical attack. Even a demon leopard with up to twelve levels of ghost pattern has to choose to avoid the edge temporarily when faced with this ice pick...
"Roar!" I saw the Phantom Demonic Leopard flick its tail, and the black afterimage drew a twisted arc in the air. The general avoided the ice pick that was shooting towards him, followed by kicking his legs, and with another
He pounced towards Lin Li at an even faster speed.
But at this time, Lin Li continued to chant the spell as if he hadn't seen it.
When the Ghost Pattern Demonic Leopard jumped up, Lin Li also completed the chanting of the Frost Formation Technique.
However, his target was not the ghost-patterned demon leopard rushing toward him, but the corrupted land in front of him.
Then there was a freezing air, and a thick layer of ice was forming on the soft soil at a very fast speed.
Ou Ling's pale face revealed a hint of doubt, while Ma Sen's expression was even more full of anxiety and nervousness, and his hands were tightly clenched into fists.
The two of them couldn't figure out why Lin Li did this.
The sharp claws of the Ghostly Patterned Demonic Leopard were right in front of him, but this seventh-level magician only cast a frost spell, and it was a failed frosty spell. It did not hit the Ghostly Patterned Demonic Leopard. Instead, it hit the corrupted area.
soil of.
"Chiliu!"
Before Ma Sen and Ou Ling could figure it out, they suddenly heard a soft sound, and then saw the Ghost Pattern Demonic Leopard fall out...
Their eyes widened almost at the same time.
A majestic level 12 monster actually fell down on its own!
Moreover, the fall was extremely heavy. With the running speed of the Ghost Pattern Demonic Leopard, it almost knocked out its internal organs on the spot, and only saw it sliding far away on the ice. Then it hit with a "bang"
Arriving at a tree.
"Holy shit, this is such luck..." Ma Sen kept praising him after seeing this. This kid was so lucky. It was obviously a failed frost spell, but it turned into a trap by mistake.
He threw out a level 12 magical beast. This kind of achievement has never been achieved even by himself, a level 9 magician.
This fall was really hard, even if it was the tyrannical body of a level 12 monster.
It was almost unbearable. When the ghost-patterned demon leopard climbed up from the tree, a trace of blood flowed from its mouth. This was the second serious injury it had suffered in one day. The demonic beast was uniquely ferocious.
, was completely aroused, and for a while I could only hear bursts of roaring.
There was a hint of madness in those dark red eyes.
"Quick, magic feedback!" Ma Sen looked on anxiously.
But he shouted a little late. Almost at the same time as Ma Sen's words fell, several white bone arms tore through the soft soil and suddenly emerged from the ground. Bone hands tore apart.
, Lin Li’s legs were suddenly covered with scars.
I saw him fleeing in embarrassment. At the same time, he raised the staff in his hand.
Then Mason saw this guy take action with magic feedback...
"Aren't you..." Ma Sen really wanted to die. He had already finished using magic for a long time, and you only thought of using magic to give feedback at this time? He really wanted to ask that kid, do you still dare to do it again?
slower!
And just when Ma Sen's face turned pale, he suddenly discovered that the magic power of the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard had been locked. In other words, the late magic feedback just now actually blocked a magic!
"Holy shit!"
Ma Sen almost jumped up when he saw it. All the dark magics of the Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard were instantaneous. It was even harder to react to these instantaneous magics. The reason why he shouted like that just now was just
I wanted to try my luck, but who knew that by some mistake, this kid would actually give me feedback. What kind of luck is this?
At this moment, Lin Li had escaped from the bones and successfully stood on the thick ice.
As soon as his feet stepped onto the ice, Lin Li released a slow spell.
If it were a normal Ghost Pattern Demon Leopard, how could it be afraid of the Slowness Technique? A random bloody impulse could unleash an astonishing speed, but now there is nothing that can be done about it. The magic power is completely blocked, and all it has is
Physical power, bloody impulses and dark sky, all become the moon in the mirror. I can only watch helplessly as the enemy chants spells on the ice...
Countless fire dragons rushed out, and everyone heard a deafening sound. The dazzling fire instantly engulfed the ghostly patterned demon leopard.
"boom!"
In an instant, countless sparks were seen flying into the sky. From a distance, they were as bright as fireworks in the night sky.
Then...everything became calm again.
Ma Sen's eyes were dull, staring blankly at Lin Li on the ice. It was only then that he began to use the wind blade to open a path and cut off the bone arms that stretched out from the ground.
"I...fuck!" Mason could only use this sentence to describe his mood at the moment.
First there was an erroneous frost spell, and then there was an erroneous magic feedback.
The two coincidences added together finally created an astonishing leapfrog challenge...
A seventh-level magician killed a level 12 ghost-patterned demon leopard. Ma Sen had no idea how to describe this kind of luck. Is it an invincible lucky star?
"Well done!" Medellin didn't hesitate to praise him. Ma Sen couldn't understand this battle, but Medellin was already a great magician close to the legendary level. How could he be like Ma Sen?
Blame it all on luck?
With his skillful spell-casting skills, precise timing control, and natural fighting talent, this boy who calls himself a seventh-level magician is indeed the most cunning one among the three.
Especially the magic feedback at the end is definitely a classic battle example that can be included in textbooks.
Feedback instant spell, what is the concept?
Even with his near-legendary level of strength, he was only hit five or six times out of ten times. Look at this kid's expression before, he was determined and calm, and he had a completely confident look. He had already known that he would definitely be successful.
You can feed back to this dark sky!
This kind of success rate is incredible when Medellin thinks about it...
He was full of curiosity. Whose student is this kid? Grean is definitely not good. Although this guy is good, he is not so powerful. He can't teach such a student. Besides Grean, there is no one like him.
Are there any other powerful figures in the Los Magic Guild? Anduin... It's obviously impossible. This old guy stays in the Oranna Apothecary Guild all year round. He rarely goes to Garos once in ten or eight years. How can he have time to teach?
This guy?
"Damn it, I will dig this guy out sooner or later..."
Medellin would never have imagined that this kid was not only trained by Anduin, but also fought back and forth with Green Burnside, another legendary mage in Garros, for more than half a month!
"Now that you have completed the first task, come back to the Magic Guild with me. I have to think carefully about what task to arrange for you..."