The guild hall was crowded with people, and everyone's eyes fell on the huge crystal ball. The battle between the apprentice and the mentor was clearly displayed in front of everyone through this huge crystal ball.
The battle has reached its climax. The young apprentice's attacks are becoming more fierce each time. Medellin's elemental shield is becoming extremely bleak. The exhaustion time of several key spells is still far away. Amidst the flying wind blades,
Everyone's hearts were in suspense.
The excitement of this battle has far exceeded everyone's imagination.
When Medellin activated the Wizard's Eye and reflected the entire arena into the crystal ball, almost everyone thought that this would be a practical lesson.
In their imagination, Medellin might use some control magic to let the young apprentice understand the power of control, or he might turn on the elemental shield and let the young apprentice bombard him indiscriminately until he exhausted his magic power.
Only then did I tell him how to properly distribute his magic power...
In short, no one thought that the battle would be so fierce.
The battle sparks in the crystal ball were flying, and everyone was stunned. There was no sound in the entire guild hall. Whether it was the great magician who had been famous for decades, or the magic apprentice who had just come into contact with mysterious knowledge, at this moment
They were all so frightened that they lost their voices.
The battle between these two people is really terrifying...
Medellin is indeed a figure who stands at the pinnacle of the Great Mage. Although his power is suppressed at level 15, his spell-casting skills truly tell everyone that he is indeed one of the Great Mage.
The most powerful one, with near-perfect magic control and close to the limit of casting time, the magic he releases is as exquisite as a work of art. Under the almost desperate disadvantage, he can still draw out the magic.
Time counterattacked, and many times, people even felt that his spell-casting skills had subverted their common sense.
Everyone was even a little lucky. Fortunately, Medellin suppressed his power to level 15. Fortunately, he was in an almost desperate disadvantage from the beginning. If not for this, he might never see such a wonderful battle in his life.
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A figure like Medellin, who stands at the top of the Great Mage, is often able to destroy everything with his strength alone, so that he rarely uses all his strength in battle, let alone uses all his abilities like he does now.
Desperately struggling for a chance to breathe in a desperate situation.
For the hundreds of magicians in the guild hall, this was simply a beautiful magic show.
Opportunities like this don't come along very often.
Just seeing Medellin using all his strength was enough to make them excited.
not to mention……
The person who forced Medellin to use all his strength was a young apprentice under the age of twenty.
What this young apprentice brought to them was a real shock.
Compared to Medellin's exquisite art-like spell-casting skills, what this young apprentice showed was another style, precise and efficient, like a precision-operated machine. His control over magic power has already
It has reached a terrifying level, as if it is not an ethereal magical power, but the most flexible finger, with complete and precise control, without any excess or waste.
What makes a group of magicians tingle the most is that this young apprentice seems to have an instinctive sensitivity to time. The battle has been going on so far, both sides have released at least dozens of magic spells, and the gorgeous magic runes alone are...
It was enough to dazzle the eyes, but this young apprentice clearly remembered the order of each magic, and more accurately grasped their respective exhaustion times.
"This is too scary..." Hundreds of magicians in the guild hall all had this idea in their minds at the same time.
Just now, Medellin managed to survive the spell exhaustion time of the elemental shield, and when he was about to use this elemental shield to counterattack, the young apprentice suddenly released magical feedback.
At that moment, almost everyone saw Medellin's open mouth.
That's a sign that a mantra is about to be chanted.
But no one knew what spell he was going to chant, because the young apprentice had already strangled the spell before he could even say it.
That feeling is simply despairing...
The trick is not complicated. Among the hundreds of magicians present, anyone with a bit of discernment can see it. It is nothing more than calculating the exhaustion time of Medellin's elemental shield and releasing magic feedback at the moment just after the exhaustion time.
Because only under the protection of the elemental shield, Medellin can cast spells with confidence and boldness, and can also leave opportunities for magic feedback to the opponent.
But things in this world are always easier said than done.
Is it easy to calculate the exhaustion time of elemental shield?
Not only must you remember when the last elemental shield in Medellin was released, but you must also remember how many spells you have released during this period and how much it has weakened the elemental shield. In addition, you must also
Considering Medellin's consumption of magic power and the pressure he put on him, this process even involves extremely subtle factors such as psychological speculation.
The most important thing for magicians to fight is concentration. Just chanting extremely complicated spells is enough to consume all the minds of most magicians. Those who can think in fierce battles and formulate exquisite tactics for themselves are all
A rare magic genius. As for this young apprentice, who can perform extremely complex calculations when facing his mentor, let alone seeing or even hearing about it, this is not what humans should do.
The ability to possess.
The guild hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone's eyes fell on the crystal ball, staring blankly at the young apprentice who was chanting a spell.
The speed at which he chanted the spell was not too fast, and he seemed a little unhurried. However, the sharp-eyed old magicians could tell at a glance that the speed at which this young apprentice chanted the spell was actually as fast as Mai.
Delincha!
"What the hell..." Several elderly magicians muttered quietly.
This is so damn...
No matter how much Medellin suppresses his power, no matter how he is only at level fifteen, his spell-casting habits that have been integrated into his blood will not change. For a magician of his level, spell-casting habits have become an instinct, even if he
Suppress one's own power to the first level. How much time should be compressed for a spell or how long it should be compressed will not change because of the level.
In the eyes of everyone in the hall, Medellin's compression of singing time has reached the limit that humans can achieve. They even feel that even if they change to a legendary mage, it may be difficult to do better than Medellin.
Already.
But now, right under their noses, there is a young apprentice under the age of twenty who has done something that only Medellin can do.
No one could believe that this young apprentice was less than twenty years old.
So much so that everyone began to guess the origin of this guy who looked like an apprentice...
All of a sudden, the guild hall was filled with whispers.
"I remembered, this guy seems to be from Garros!" Someone in the crowd said something.
When these words came out, there was a burst of opposition. An old magician with a gray beard looked excited: "Nonsense, how can a place like the Garros Magic Guild teach such a powerful genius?"
"That's right, this is impossible!" Several colleagues next to him glanced at him and nodded in unison.
This is simply a joke. A magic genius who can drive Medellin into despair actually comes from Garros? Who doesn’t know that that place is a magical and wild land, and a great demon named Grayan has been born in the past few decades?
Guide, the most ridiculous thing is that I heard people say that the most powerful magic power in that place is not the magic guild, but a dozen or so chaotic magic families...
Such a genius comes from Garros? It would be better to say that Medellin is a woman...
"If this kid really comes from Garros, I will eat this crystal ball!" The old wizard with a gray beard pointed at the crystal ball in front of him excitedly.
"..." The magician who told the truth suddenly became speechless. With such a big crystal ball, do you really want this old man to eat it without killing someone?
Moreover……
Although he claimed that this kid was from Garros, he actually had no idea in his heart. Who in the countryside of Garros didn't know that the birth of a magician would be enough for them to celebrate for half a year, let alone a magician.
A great mage under twenty years old?
Maybe he recognized the wrong person... The only magician who told the truth also had some doubts about himself.
But while everyone was talking and speculating about Lin Li's origins, the battle had already come to an end.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Three rings of flames exploded around Medellin, and only a thin layer of the crumbling elemental shield was left.
"Boy, you have the guts!" These three rings of flames that had been buried for a long time exploded at the most critical moment, immediately forcing Medellin into a desperate situation, with only a thin layer of elemental shield left on his body.
, maybe only a wind blade is needed to cut it open, and the time for the spell to expire has just passed halfway. Trying to prop up another elemental shield is like asking a rooster to lay eggs.
Medellin has lived a long life, and this is the first time he has been in such a mess. This is really frustrating. He was beaten by a young boy less than twenty years old and had no power to fight back. He was about to be beaten before his eyes.
He tore open the elemental shield and directly sentenced himself to death, but he had no choice but to watch the opponent's magic coming at him one after another...
"It's really a boat capsized in the gutter!" Medellin is really regretful now. He shouldn't have underestimated this kid. He thought he was still as strong as a month ago, but he didn't expect that he would be so powerful in such a short time.
Within a short period of time, this kid had already broken through from level 13 to level 15 and became a real great mage.
However, this kid is also a talented person, and his slight advantage continued to expand, and finally he pushed himself into a desperate situation.
"Look, I've said it before, it doesn't matter who teaches the other..." Taking advantage of the opportunity of passing by Medellin, Lin Li whispered something in his ear.
When Medellin heard this, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
It's a pity that he was vomiting blood, and he still couldn't do anything. Just as the two of them passed each other, Lin Li's burning hand fell on Medellin's back, and the raging flames rose fiercely, instantly killing him.
The elemental shield burned a huge gap.
"It's over..." Feeling the scorching heat coming from the hands of flames, Medellin's heart suddenly sank: "I have been famous for decades, but today I will be ruined in the hands of this kid..."
Thinking of the twelve wizard eyes above his head, Medellin really felt like dying.
At this moment, the entire Magic Guild fell silent.
Whether it was Odwin or Darien, or the hundreds of magicians in the guild hall, everyone stared nervously at the crystal ball, watching Lin Li's hand of fire fall, and looking at the elemental protection on Medellin's body.
The shield was broken, and at this moment, even time seemed to have stopped...
Then they saw...
The flames lingering on the young apprentice's hands suddenly went out.
The magic runes flying in the arena disappeared in an instant, and everything seemed to be back to the time when the group of four had just entered.
Everyone in the Magic Guild was stunned. No one expected such a result in the end. What kind of situation is this?
"Oops, that kid's magic power is exhausted!" Someone shouted in the guild hall.
The magic power is indeed exhausted...
It was only then that the group of magicians in the guild hall suddenly remembered that during the battle just now, the young apprentice had cast at least dozens of spells, at least half of which were at the level of magicians.
Suddenly, everyone's faces showed a look of sudden realization.
No wonder I always feel something is wrong, it turns out this is what happened.
The reason why this kid looks so fierce is entirely because he has been overdrawing his magic power. What is the concept of dozens of magic powers? This means that astronomical numbers of magic power, even those who have been famous for a long time, may not necessarily
Can he withstand such consumption, let alone a young man under twenty years old?
Carefully recalling the entire battle process, this was indeed the case. Ever since he had a slight advantage, the young apprentice had been bombarding him with magic. A large amount of instant magic, coupled with short spell chanting, forced Medellin to
While he was out of breath, he was constantly overdrawing his own magic power. This almost gambling-like fighting method finally made him taste the consequences at the last moment. Just when victory was within reach, his magic power was completely exhausted.
All done...
"What a pity..." Sighs came from the crowd from time to time. Even these unrelated magicians felt sorry for the young apprentice.
It's really just a little bit closer. Even if the hand of flame burns for one more second, it is enough to completely defeat Medellin. Unfortunately, in this second, it has become a target that can never be reached. Medellin is ten
The chance of defeating an eighth-level great mage. How many times can a mage encounter him in his life?
In the president's room, Dallion was secretly breathing a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, although this Garros hillbilly is powerful, he is not so powerful that he is unreasonable. At least in terms of magic power, he cannot compete with the real great magician. This makes Dallion somewhat gratified and feels in his heart.
Secretly remember that insufficient magic power is the opponent's biggest flaw.
And Odwin just smiled: "It seems that Medellin is lucky..."
"President Aldwin, I'm afraid this is not just luck."
"Oh?" Aldwin glanced at Dallion, with some confusion in his eyes: "Dallion, do you have any different opinions?"
"Yes, President Aldwin." Dallion nodded, then pointed at Lin Li in the crystal ball and continued: "If I guessed correctly, I am afraid that all this has been under the control of Mr. Medellin.
, he had already judged where the opponent's magic power was at its limit early on, so he had been on defense. The purpose was to exhaust this young man's magic power and make him understand the importance of rationally allocating magic power."
"It seems you still don't quite understand..." Aldwin smiled and said nothing more: "Forget it, Dallion, if nothing happens, you can go back first, I want to sit alone.
"
"Yes." Dallion glanced at the picture in the crystal ball again, then respectfully exited the president's room and walked along the corridor towards the institute. He was in a good mood along the way. A bottle of
The psychic potion was about to be obtained, and the strength of the Garros boy was revealed. The opponent exhausted his magic power at the last moment, which made Dallion completely relieved. As long as he was not a real great magician, he would still have a chance to deal with him.
As Dallion entered the institute, the battle that far exceeded everyone's imagination came to an end. The picture on the crystal ball gradually blurred, and finally returned to its previous appearance.
At this time, Medellin was going crazy.
The old guy's face was ashen and he recited a spell to turn off the twelve wizard eyes above. When he turned around, his expression was as ferocious as if he wanted to eat people: "Damn it, you dare to say that?"
Have you run out of magic power?"
"What..." Lin Li still looked unhurried: "Why can't I use up all my magic power..."
"Don't do this with me. If others don't know you, I don't know you yet?" Seeing Lin Li's half-dead state, Medellin couldn't help but want to kick him: "Damn it, you are such a monster.
You should be dragged into the slaughterhouse, but you still use up your magic power. You are so exhausted. Last time you fought the three-eyed blood wolf in the Nightmare Mountains, why didn't you use up your magic power? Why didn't you use up your magic power in the Valley of Shadows? Damn it.
If you fight me, you will use up your magic power. Is there such a coincidence?"
"Well..." Lin Li scratched his head and replied shamelessly: "People always have bad luck. I am not lucky this time. Is it because the magic power is consumed too fast?"
"..." Medellin almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Magic power consumption also depends on luck. Is this your family's theory?
"Forget it, I won't talk nonsense to you." Medellin discovered that if he could tell lies with his eyes open, he couldn't keep up with this guy.
You're shameless, you just tell lies, and you don't care about rationality at all.
"Be honest with yourself, why should you let me!"
"When did I let you..."
"Damn it, you still dare not to admit it?" Medellin became angry immediately. A person like him who has reached the pinnacle of his career has actually been indifferent to winning and losing for a long time. Winning is certainly worthy of happiness, but losing is not.
It's not a big deal. Even if you lose in front of the whole guild, it's just embarrassing. After the embarrassment, you will still do what you should do.
What really made him angry was that he actually had to rely on his opponent to deliberately let go in order to win this battle, which seemed to have a serious disparity in strength. When he thought of this, Medellin was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. This kid was just a naked slap in the face. What?
It's not good to use up your magic power at the right time, but you have to use it up just when the hand of flame is about to fall. Isn't it obvious to tell yourself: "Old guy, don't be too happy too soon, I'm letting you do this."
Damn, this is simply unbearable!
Moreover, if others don’t know his details, don’t you know it too?
Ever since this kid came to Olanna, I have been his trial instructor. From the beginning with the Shadow Leopard to the later Three-Eyed Blood Wolf, I have followed these two battles from beginning to end.
, I didn’t find any problem with this kid’s magic power.
In those two battles, this kid behaved like a perpetual motion machine with infinite magic power. Magic magic came out one after another. He has never been seen to worry about magic power. No matter at any time, he always gives people a sense of magic.
The feeling of abundant magic power was so great that Medellin even doubted whether this kid was carrying a potion to restore magic power.
Although today's battle was exciting, in terms of intensity, it was far less intense than when the three of them met a pack of three-eyed blood wolves on the Nightmare Mountains. You must know that there were hundreds of three-eyed blood wolves.
Magic can kill ten wolves without mercy, let alone a high-ranking wolf king.
How could the magic power that had not been exhausted in that situation be exhausted just now?
"Okay, okay..." When Lin Li saw that Medellin was really popular, he didn't dare to continue talking nonsense. He just nodded and responded vaguely: "I do still have some magic power..."
As for how many points this point is, Lin Li did not explain it. Anyway, to him, one point and many points actually mean infinity.
Although he had guessed the truth a long time ago, when he heard Lin Li admit it himself, Medellin was still so angry that his face turned pale. The roar from his mouth almost lifted the roof of the entire Magic Guild: "Damn it.
, please explain to me honestly why you are letting me go, do you think I am not worthy of being your opponent?"
Medellin's words were already a bit serious, and Lin Li did not dare to be indifferent. He quickly shook his head and denied: "No, no, no, please don't misunderstand. The reason why I held back at the last moment has nothing to do with you."
"why?"
Lin Li looked at the twelve wizard eyes above his head: "Because I want to lie to people."