In the days that followed, Fang Zheng stayed in the Mage Tower, learning those spells as fast as he could.

Although he also knows that speed is not enough, for now, a high-profile display of strength is the best way to get Baita to pay more attention to himself. Otherwise, once the White Tower thinks that he has no cultivation value, then Fang Zheng may have to face the choice of returning to the temple again. Because of this, Fang Zheng did not have the slightest intention of hiding clumsy, and learned every magic as quickly as he could.

And looking at Fangzheng's growth rate, Rex no longer even has the strength to sigh. Although he had long expected that Fang Zheng would definitely have a fairly high talent, the other party's progress was too fast. It had only been more than half a month since he started teaching Fang Zheng to learn magic, but Fang Zheng had thoroughly mastered the fourth-level magic——— considering that he was learning four spell factions at the same time, this could simply be described as a perverted growth rate.

You must know that even if it is a mage in the White Tower, if you want to reach this point, it is impossible without more than ten years of accumulation and learning.

And what made Rex vomit blood even more was ......... What the other party showed was not just a talent for spell learning, to be honest, every time he saw Fang Zheng's figure now, Rex had the feeling that he had lived to a dog decades ago.

It's not a good feeling at all.

And that's why Fang Zheng is standing here at the moment.

"I've adjusted your pace as much as I can, but to be honest, I think you've exceeded the limits of what I could have imagined. But this is not enough, the mage is not a nerd, you just learn the ninth-level spell if you don't have enough experience, it's useless, so next I want you to go to a place, where it can be said to be the mage's gladiatorial arena, for now, your knowledge is not bad, what you lack is only experience. So I suggest you go there and have a good fight with those mages and hone your skills......... Someone over there will tell you exactly what to do. By the way, I've got a mage robe and a wand for you, take off your ridiculous clothes before you go, it's not a noble ball or a banquet, and if you dress like this, you won't be invited to dance with the eldest lady! ”

"Is this it?"

Fang Zheng, who was dressed in a white robe and held a staff in his hand, raised his head and looked at the space in front of him. After he was driven into the teleportation array by Rex, he was teleported to this strange space.

As far as the eye can see, everything in front of you seems to be suspended in the sky. You can see the floating stone slabs, the huge plaza in front of you, and the circles that move automatically like elevators. He turned his head to look around, and could see the pure white clouds hanging around him, but strangely enough, despite the unusually bright place, there was no trace of the sun. Not only that, but when Fang Zheng looked down at the bottom, he couldn't see the ground either.

This is the half-plane?

After this period of bad remedy, Fang Zheng has learned some basic knowledge of mages, one of which is that mages like to use half-planes to solve problems. After all, the half-plane is a method often used by mages, and it is rumored that some powerful mages can even open up a half-plane space comparable to the size of half a country, and as far as what Fang Zheng has seen so far, this is not much different.

"The spatial axis here is very fine, there are traces of artificial adjustments, master, I think this should be artificially created space."

At this time, Nimfu, who was following Fang Zheng's side, also spoke——— it is also strange to say, the little guy is obviously extremely capable in this regard, but he can't use a single magic, which is also a little incomprehensible.

"Let's go."

Glancing around, Fang Zheng walked forward. Where he was a small platform with a closed stone gate behind it, carved with a strange and mysterious symbol. But Fang Zheng knew that it was Rex's symbol......... That's why he's in this place now.

With Nimfu with him, Fang Zheng stepped onto a silver disc in front of the platform. After activating it with soul power, the silver disc automatically flew towards the central square with the two of them. The whole process looks like a scene from a science fiction movie, and even Fang Zheng can't help but admire it. Nimfu didn't have any special expressions, though, and maybe it wasn't a big deal in her world.

The silver-white disc carried Fang Zheng and Nimfu to a corner of the air square, and just as the disk came to a stop, Fang Zheng saw an invisible slave composed of runes all over his body "floating" to his side.

"Hello, Mage. Is it your first time at the Sky Arena? ”

"That's right."

Hearing the invisible slave's inquiry, Fang Zheng nodded. After getting the answer, the invisible slave quickly took out a scroll and handed it to Fang Zheng.

"Then, please sign your name on this, along with the Star Seal."

"Of course, there is no problem."

Living in this world for so long, Fang Zheng almost understood the rhythm of "signature plus copy of ID card", so he skillfully took the scroll and quill handed by the other party, first signed his name, and then took out the star pattern and covered it in the place where the scroll was signed, only to see a flash of light, and the next moment, a strange star pattern appeared on it.

"Mr. Founder, from the Tower of Thunder......... Your number is 876, and the first race will start in two minutes, so be prepared. Your minion can stay on the disc to get a close-up view, and of course, you can ask her to join the fight. The rules of the game are simple, no matter what method you use, you can decide the winner by knocking your opponent out of the ring, or the opponent will surrender outright, or the opponent will lose consciousness. Don't worry about harming the other participants, any spells that cause physical and mental damage will be severely limited, so don't worry. ”

"Okay."

After listening to the invisible servant's words, Fang Zheng nodded. He had already heard cheers from the square, explosions caused by the clash of spells, and similar sounds.

Obviously, from the situation here, it can be seen that those mages are obviously not the characters of gentlemen who do not talk and do not move.

Just as Fang was thinking, the disc under his feet floated again, and then flew to the other side. Then Fang Zheng saw his disc silently fall into a small circular arena——— which was about the size of half a football field, like the Colosseum in ancient Rome. In the audience seats on both sides, there were few people in sight. Fang Zheng raised his head and could see a man in a red robe looking at him with a serious face.

"It's time to go up the ladder."

Muttering to himself, Fang Zheng stepped off the disc and then stood in the position specified by the cursor. Immediately after that, a wall of light appeared behind him, separating Founder from Nimfu. Then, a voice appeared in the center of the arena.

"It's game on."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Zheng saw that the red-clothed mage on the opposite side began to raise his staff and dance and chant incantations, the staff in his hand began to emit a dazzling red light, and the sound of the red-clothed mage chanting incantations also became louder and louder in the arena. Soon, a bright red barrier appeared beside him, forming a strong shield.........

Until the cardinal mage finished casting the first spell, Fang Zheng stood there unresponsive. Seeing this scene, a smug smile appeared on the face of the cardinal mage. As a regular visitor to the arena, of course he knew that many rookie mages would behave this way when they first came here, they were just like those braggies who were stupid and didn't know how to fight, the battle between mages and mages was not as savage as warriors, and the collision of wits was the main theme here. Now it seems that the young man in front of him is the same, so let yourself teach him the basic common sense here!

Thinking of this, the cardinal's hands began to dance, and once again began to mobilize the power of the soul to condense runes, and at this moment, he saw the black-haired young man raise his staff and point at him.

Hmph, it's really a rookie, he doesn't sing or cast spells, he just relies on .........

"Smack."

But before the thought in the cardinal's mind was finished, the elemental shield in front of him was completely shattered like a bubble, and then several flashes of light appeared in front of the cardinal's eyes, and the whistling magic missile mercilessly passed through the broken magic barrier, knocking the cardinal mage out of the air.

How is this possible?!

Feeling the burning pain on his body, the cardinal-clothed mage's eyes widened in surprise. But before he could stand up, the voice from before resurfaced.

"No. 812 was defeated, and No. 876 rose to 812."