In the college's own room, Chongyang sat in the moonlight, pouring himself a drink, feeling a little depressed.

"Don't be confused, little one. What the other party thinks, only he knows. The flame demon said with rare relief to Chongyang.

Chongyang nodded helplessly. When he negotiated with Freya, he didn't pin his hopes on a duel with this genius magical girl. The one who can really make Scorching Sun and Frilian happy has to be the old man sitting in the mage's tower.

He needed a promise, and as long as the old man nodded and agreed to accept the scorching sun, then he had a definite goal in a decisive battle with Freya. But now, the phrase "let's talk about winning" makes him feel confused.

"Maybe he was a little skeptical about my worth after all. After all, when I said that I was accepted as a disciple of the Grandmaster, it was just my words...... It was impossible to really get a grandmaster to meet him. Chongyang silently calculated.

At the end of the day, it's strength that determines everything.

"Win the ...... of Freya"

A fifth-level fire mage versus a fifth-level earth wind dual-type mage. Imperial Capital ...... No, even the entire empire, as long as it is a mage with a normal brain, will immediately judge what the result will be - the declining fire system and the rising earth and wind dual system, in the case of the same level of magician, there is no comparison at all.

Chongyang has confidence in a new type of fire-based magic. But to be honest, the odds of victory cannot be estimated, at most half and half.

Can I break the iron law of grandmaster authority that has been passed down for hundreds of years?

Chongyang raised his head violently and drank all the spirits in the cup, and his blood was surging.

"Seven days, how am I supposed to practice, Flame Demon?"

In order to get the best effect of cramming, Chongyang chartered a set of cultivation rooms in the largest magic practice center in the imperial capital. The high rental fees are quite distressing, but now is not the time to worry about them.

The single training suite has a strict semi-enclosed structure, bedroom, bathroom, meditation room, practice room, food storehouse...... Everything is available, no matter how Chongyang tosses inside, no one outside will hear any movement.

The focus of the seven-day cultivation is to make the most of the "Air Explosion Technique" and "Atmospheric Explosion Technique" cultivation to the extreme, and derive a series of related magic moves. The rest of the time, Chongyang spent most of his time specializing in traditional fourth- and fifth-level magic, especially those classic spells that could complete the magic array coordination.

In the magic practice room, Chongyang stood with a staff in his hand, his eyes were half-closed, and the magic seal that was about to be cast quickly flashed in his mind, and then his body moved smoothly and naturally, and the tip of the half-moon-shaped staff cut through the air, leaving countless red phantoms.

"Hellcage!"

As the staff danced and the incantation was chanted smoothly, a five-pointed star-shaped magic array trajectory suddenly flashed on the ground.

"Wheel of Earthfire!"

Chongyang's hands did not stop, and when the previous magic effect was not even manifested, he successively cast the next magic. The red magic array on the ground had more than a dozen criss-crossing traces out of thin air.

"The earth is on fire and the sky is rushing!"

Chongyang cast a third spell in succession, and the magic array on the ground shone brightly, and the flickering light completely enveloped him.

"Merge!...... Demon Array" Chongyang snapped in his mouth, and his staff hit the ground and smashed out.

"Hell Barrier!"

The huge combined magic array on the ground instantly came alive, and the blazing light formed a huge light shield to protect Chongyang inside. Three overlapping magic figures of different sizes in front of his body, one on the left and one on the right, a total of five magic figures with strong defensive abilities moved with his will within the scope of the light shield.

The third-level mid-level magic "Hell Cage", the fourth-level medium-level magic "Earth-Fire Wheel", the fifth-level middle-level magic "Earth-Fire Sky Rush", and the "Hell Enchantment" formed by the merger of the three-way magic array have a seven-level mid-level defensive effect, and if the caster manipulates it properly, it can even exert a seven-level high-level effect!

In the center of the formation, Chongyang controlled the five magic maps that were the core of the defense to constantly make various movements, and at the same time imagined the possible corresponding battlefield conditions in his mind.

"Being able to freely adjust the defensive focus of the formation, the disadvantage is that it is difficult to cast. But for me, that's no problem at all. Chongyang has confidence in his heart.

Although he had only just begun to learn magic above level three, Chongyang had relied on the foundation of deepening his cultivation of basic magic for many years, and he understood and became familiar with it at an extremely astonishing speed, and even achieved an instantaneous level of moves within a few hours!

If others saw such a scene, they would definitely exclaim that the supreme genius had come to the world, but Chongyang himself understood that this was all the accumulation of hard work and sweat in the past six years, and there was no element of being favored by God.

"I've learned a full hundred and seventy-seven kinds of fire magic at the first, second, and third level or higher, no matter how their forms change, can't escape the one hundred and seventy-seven basic categories that I have studied, studied, and become familiar with. ”

Chongyang dispersed the "Hell Enchantment", took out a magic note from his bosom, and carefully checked the dense pages of the book.

"The new type of fire-based magic has a small consumption and is powerful, and can be used as a main attack magic. However, in terms of the defense that fire magicians have always been relatively weak, I don't have time to cultivate new types of magic, so I can only turn the book to learn a few of the most useful traditional defense magic as the main defense force. ”

Through the magic notes, Chongyang recalled the specific content of the spell and magic seal of the next magic to be practiced, and then he put away the notebook, recited the spell in his mouth, and waved the staff in his hand, drawing layers of phantoms. Between exercises, the hem of his robe danced with his body very regularly, showing a bit of chic and elegant.

In the void, the flame demon who appeared at some point, the face in the soaring flames, and a pair of shaking eyes stared at the black-haired young man who gracefully "danced" in the lonely and sealed space for a long time, looking at his resolute face, watching his sweat fall.

......

Peng!

After practicing for a long time, the exhausted Chongyang collapsed on the floor in the center of the magic practice room, his young face full of exhaustion. Suddenly, his face changed, he turned sideways, supported himself with one hand, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of sour water in his stomach!

"Woo......"

Chongyang's face was extremely ugly, and he vomited on the floor one after another. After a long time, the churning of qi and blood in his chest slowly suppressed.

He got up, staggered away from the booty on the floor, reached the other side of the practice room, pushed the door into the bathroom, took off his robe and underwear, and collapsed into the bathtub where the cold water had been prepared, and picked up a moist cold towel and put it on his forehead.

After his breath slowly calmed down, Chongyang wiped his face and reached out to take a box of anti-magic potions that were prepared on the floor next to him, only to find that all 32 third-grade anti-magic potions had been used up.

"Forgot to refine a new ......" Chongyang sighed and threw the empty box away, having to endure the pain of depleting his magic power with cold water and will.

There is a subtle metaphor in the wizarding world since ancient times, that is, the feeling of running out of mana, similar to the death of an exhausted person.

Chongyang, who has been cultivating extremely hard against time, has been on the verge of ******** pain for the past few days. Dizziness and vomiting alone are already considered mild symptoms. At the worst time, Chongyang even felt as if his entire body had been emptied, and even saw the hallucination of the Death Styx at one point.

"Seven days, now there are three days left. Chongyang lay on his back in the bathtub, looking at the ceiling in a slight daze.

The cultivation of the Qi Explosion Technique and the cultivation of defensive magic are all going well. But I don't know why, Chongyang still feels a little unsteady in his heart. It's like building a house in the fog, but you can't help but worry that one day the fog will dissipate, and you will find that the house you have worked so hard to build is actually under the shadow of countless skyscrapers.

To defeat Freya, this level of effort seems like not enough?

If it was just a simple earth or simple wind mage as an opponent, maybe Chongyang would not be so unstable. However, the opponent we are facing this time is the strongest earth-wind dual system in hundreds of years! You must know that this "strongest" title is not spoken, not written, not demonstrated, but killed.

Countless legends have finally created the supreme authority.

"What are you doing with that expression that looks like you've drowned an unjust soul? ”

The fire demon suddenly appeared in front of Chongyang as always, floating gloomily and condescendingly.

"Flame Demon ......" Chongyang was silent for a while, and said slowly, "What if...... If I really can't do it, will you help me?"

"No, it won't. The Flame Demon simply said the answer that Chongyang had expected.

"I'm your master, not your nanny, and if you are defeated at this level, it can only be said that I have the wrong vision. ”

"Maybe I'm going to die. In the face of Yan Demon's harsh words, Chongyang was in a relaxed mood and smiled slightly.

"Die and die. The opponent is just a young girl, and this is all dead, which only proves that you are still a waste. I'll just find another disciple candidate, anyway, I'm an elemental elf, and I have an endless amount of time. ”

"It's so harsh...... And it's not fair. ”

"The world has never been fair. ”

After talking to the Flame Demon, Chongyang felt better, so he got up from the bathtub, wiped it, and got dressed.

"If you're still feeling uneasy, don't you want to ...... Bet on it?", suddenly came an abrupt word.

Chongyang was slightly stunned, and Huo Ran turned his head.

"I didn't want to teach you the 'forbidden technique' so early, but I see that you seem to have that potential and perseverance. The fire demon said hoarsely, his face in the flames shaking, "If you want, I'll send you to 'purgatory'." ”