"This ...... How is this possible? The smile on Gryffindor's face froze as a light flashed with a pale yellow light, as he suddenly found that the magic in his body seemed to be frozen, and no matter how much he chanted the spell or activated the mental power, he could not evoke even the slightest magic fluctuation.

Gryffindor almost went crazy on the spot...... Hell, how can a person who has been hit by a magical feedback freeze himself in turn?

It's a pity that he didn't have time to think about it, because in the next moment, Lin Li had already begun to chant the flamestorm, and in an instant, he saw the firelight in the sky, like a fire dragon with teeth and claws rushing towards Gryffindor, at this time, Gryffindor had no choice but to watch a storm of smoke explode on his body, and the light of the elemental shield became dim in an instant.

After a firestorm was successful, Lin Li was even more ruthless, followed by a frost touch, one ice and one fire two magic, at this moment it was so perfectly combined, just like a poem written by ice and fire, in the Dawn Square set off a gorgeous elemental storm, in the surging magic fluctuations, Gryffindor had to retreat again and again, the feedback effect brought by the arcane barrier, instantly reversed the situation, just now Gryffindor, who had an absolute advantage by a second, After a while, he fell into the predicament of being beaten passively.

Gryffindor had to retreat again and again, taking advantage of this irregular movement to add some difficulty to the opponent's cast, thus buying himself more time.

"Damn, how did he do it?" The thousands of magicians in the audience almost opened their eyes in unison, the scene just now was so bizarre, as if everything was reversed, the young man named Fei Lei was obviously hit by the magic feedback, how could he attack wildly with frost and flames like a person who was fine...... Could it be, what kind of unbelievable spell-casting technique is this?

No, no, no, it can't be ...... No matter how unbelievable the spell-casting skills are, it is impossible for people to violate the laws of magic, like the current situation, it is completely unreasonable to play, what is the difference between a magician who can't even control the magic feedback and a beast with no surname? Damn, is it possible that after hundreds of years, there will be another inhuman monster in the Garros Magic Guild?

Of course, all this has nothing to do with the two people in the game, because, whether it is Lin Li or Gryffindor, there is no time to care about other things at this time, one desperately resists, hoping to survive this embarrassing time, and the other desperately attacks, hoping to continue to expand the advantage, and for a while, the battle in Dawn Square has become extremely delicate...... Taking advantage of the Gryffindor's retreat, Lin Li shot another firestorm.

"Boom!" A loud bang spread like thunder, and at least half of the audience stood up in this instant, no joke, even if Gryffindor, as an archmage, could hardly keep the elemental shield intact under the attack of two firestorms and one frost touch, if he was unlucky, he would lose the game completely.

"Hey......" Lin Li sighed softly, and while waving his hand to disperse the wind blade that had been prepared, he made up an elemental shield for himself, because he knew that his time was no longer enough, although the three spells had compressed the casting time, but the speed was still a little slow, and when the second flamestorm shot, the arcane barrier had lost its effect, and the seemingly earth-shattering firelight was actually just bombarded on another elemental shield...... After a thrilling exchange, the two sides were back on the same page.

Lin Li's estimation was indeed correct, the elemental shield had just been propped up, and in the midst of the fire and smoke, three ice picks had already "swished".

"Hillbilly, you're dead!" With three icicles forcing his opponent back in quick succession, Gryffindor walked out of the smoke with a grim face.

No wonder Gryffindor was so angry, he looked like two people in the ordinary world, a well-made robe had been burned in a mess under the flames and smoke, it looked wrinkled and torn, as if it had just been taken out of the garbage heap, his face was blue and purple, and his nose was still covered with a lot of dust, even if he was a circus clown, he looked a little brighter than he is now.

How could Gryffindor, who had always been proud, endure such an insult? He really wanted to be able to pinch this hillbilly from Garros to death like an ant.

In fact, he also has this self-confidence.

The thrilling exchange just now, it seemed that the other party had the upper hand, but Gryffindor knew very well in his heart that it was just an accident, and his fault was not in his thoughts, a person who was hit by the magic feedback could actually control himself in turn, but it didn't matter, the reason why the accident was an accident was because it didn't happen often, this kind of thing was enough once, and he would never be fooled again, putting aside the unexpected factor, the difference in strength between the two sides was obvious, He is a great mage at the peak of the fifteenth level, and he only needs to take one more step forward to break through the sixteenth level and reach the realm of using the essentia shield.

And...... Gryffindor knew very well in his heart that this step might seem out of reach for others, but for himself, it could be taken at any time, and there was no way, who would let his mentor be the legendary mage Northon...... This rookie archmage who broke through the fifteenth level by luck, I am afraid that he would never dream that someone could improve the strength of one level out of thin air, Gryffindor suddenly had some expectations, he really wanted to see what a wonderful expression would appear on that nasty face when he used his sixteenth level power, was it horror or despair, pain or confusion...... As soon as he stepped out of the billowing smoke, Gryffindor began to chant the incantation.

"Oops......" Listening to the strange syllables coming from afar, Lin Li immediately knew that something was wrong, because he could hear it clearly, the spell that Gryffindor chanted was all composed of High Elf words!

For a true magician, the High Elf script is probably the most commonly used language in addition to the universal script, in fact, in the vast majority of magic spells, there are several key characters written by the High Elf script, so that even Lin Li, a halfway monk, has now mastered a few common words, not to mention Gryffindor, who is known as the first magic genius of Flange?

However, it was the first time that Lin Li had heard of a spell like this, which was composed entirely of High Elf characters, which could only show one thing, that is, the power of this spell was definitely far beyond the ordinary fifteenth-level magic! Lin Li also reacted very quickly, and almost the moment he realized the seriousness of the problem, he had already opened the Ring of Endless Storm with one hand, and a bottle of Wanse Elixir that had been prepared a long time ago was touched...... Then, the square of dawn suddenly filled the square with a violent wave of magic.

"Hell, Gryffindor actually broke through level sixteen!" The audience screamed one after another, almost all the magicians opened their eyes wide, no one thought that Gryffindor would break through the dividing line of the Great Wizard at this time, in such a way, the sixteenth level!

"Damn, how is that possible?" Hoffman's eyes almost fell to the ground, only to see him stand up from his seat suddenly, because he was too excited, the fat on his round face was shaking violently, he couldn't believe that a magician in his twenties would actually have sixteenth-level strength!

Probably only those who really understand the level of magic know that between the fifteenth level and the sixteenth level, the seemingly first-level gap is actually a world away, a fifteenth-level great magician in addition to mastering the levitation technique, in fact, is not much stronger than a fourteenth-level peak magician, but once it breaks through the sixteenth level, this gap will be infinitely magnified, because at the sixteenth level, you can learn the magic of the four symbols, and the essentia shields of each system that the magician calls the perfect defense are just one of them!

"It's over, it's over, Lao Tzu is really going to lose this time......" Even Hoffman, who trusted Lin Li the most, couldn't help but feel like a dead heart at this time, the gap between the fifteenth and sixteenth levels was no longer something that could be made up by spell-casting skills, and now the only thing he could hope for was that Lin Li had a powerful enough potion on his body, strong enough to allow him to withstand the bombardment of a sixteenth-level magic...... But to be honest, this hope is really very slim and slim...... Just as there were bursts of exclamations from the audience, the staff in Gryffindor's hand also began to emit dazzling light, and endless ice-based magic elements filled the entire Dawn Square in an instant, and the bone-chilling chill that even magicians who were far away could clearly feel it.

All of a sudden, I saw a white expanse of frozen air whistling over the Dawn Square, with pieces of snowflakes the size of goose feathers, whirling down from the sky.

"Thousands of miles frozen!" There was another exclamation from the audience.

Even in the sixteenth level of magic, Qianli Ice Seal is definitely the most domineering one, once the near-limit freezing gas bursts out, it can freeze everything in an instant, the most terrifying thing is that before reaching the legendary realm, Qianli Ice Seal is the only large-scale killing surname magic, this is not a joke, in the battle of thousands of people, a thousand miles of ice can be sealed in an instant, and the victory can be reversed in an instant, in the face of this magic, even many seventeen or eighteen-level powerhouses can't help but feel a little jealous, Not to mention a young magician in his twenties?

"It's over......" Hoffman closed his eyes with a pale face.

Herza, who was beside him, also shook his head and sighed softly: "It's a pity......"

In the howling wind, where the freezing air passed, only a white expanse was seen, and for a moment I saw large chunks of broken ice splashing up, and the crisp sound of "clicking" was endless, it was the sound of the stone slabs paved in the Dawn Square being frozen and cracked, and in this instant, even the air seemed to be frozen.

Everyone looked at this scene in amazement, and no one made a sound, so that the Dawn Square, which had been unusually noisy just now, suddenly became extremely quiet.

Gryffindor held the staff tightly with one hand, because of the relationship of forcibly breaking through the sixteenth level, his handsome face was more or less tired, but in addition to exhaustion, it was more of pleasure and satisfaction, for him, killing that Garros mage was the most important thing, even if forcibly breaking through the sixteenth level would make him weak for a long time...... Anyway, Madias is also a waste, even if he has been in a weak state, he can easily solve him, and it doesn't matter if it affects the next game.

Although the freezing air has dissipated, the snowflakes in the sky are still floating, and in the angry wind, an ice sculpture is standing quietly in the center of the Dawn Square.

"How's it going, Wizard Ferrey, doesn't it taste like you're frozen?" Gryffindor stood in front of the ice sculpture, smiling extraordinarily, that feeling was like a fly that had been flying in his ears for a long time, and was finally slapped by himself, the long-standing resentment was vented, Gryffindor's words seemed to be more, knowing that the opponent who was frozen into an ice sculpture couldn't hear what he was saying, but he stubbornly stood there and muttered to himself: "Ferrey magician, it's really a pity, I finally made it to the top three, but I can't return to Garros alive, I really feel sorry for you, But you can only blame yourself, it's not that I haven't given you a chance, it's just that you don't know how to lift, you don't know how to be embarrassed, you think you can go against me Gryffindor if you're a little smart, I'm phew, what do you think you are? A little magician from the countryside wants to compete with me for the new guild leader? You'd better go to hell and have your spring and autumn dreams......"

"Odwin, ...... Stop this little bastard! Medellin panted and went to the VIP seat, urging the elders with an eager face: "If something happens to Ferry, then ......"

This time the old man was indeed in a hurry, he was clear about the power of thousands of miles of ice, even if Odwin had already laid out four master-level magic patterns, even if Ferrei's kid still had an elemental shield on his body, but after all, it was the most domineering sixteenth-level magic, once it was frozen for more than a minute, I am afraid that even the incarnation of the gods would not be able to save him.

If Ferré dies here, Medellin will be the first to be unlucky, Anduin's old man is not easy to talk to, who knows what he will do when he starts crazy, by the way, and the two old guys from the Apothecary's Guild, Medellin remembers it clearly, just before the game started, Greenburnside also asked someone to bring a message, saying that the chief of the Bal Bo has something to discuss with your guild's Ferrey magician...... Damn, your guild...... God knows how long Medellín hasn't heard that word in the mouths of the Apothecary's Guild...... Medellin can imagine it even if he thinks about it with his knees, when this kid goes to the exchange meeting, most of them don't know how to get in touch with Balbo, what if something happens to this kid and causes the Pharmacists' Guild to suddenly turn around? In the event that the potion that has been supplied for more than a thousand years suddenly runs out, not to mention Medellin, the entire magic guild will become sinners!

"This ......" Odwin hesitated slightly, to be honest, he was really a little embarrassed, what was Medellin worried about, how could he not know? It's just that the two are in different positions, which leads to different perspectives for the two to consider the problem, Medellin thinks about what the consequences will be after Ferrey's death, but Odwin must stand in the perspective of the president and fully consider the impact of his own action.

It's easy to stop Gryffindor, but after stopping it, should this final continue to be played?

Strictly speaking, the last time I made a shot, it had already affected the fairness of the game, but fortunately, Gala was really not normal at that time, and the too powerful undead power gave him a reason to shoot, but what about this one, what reason did he use to shoot in this one? Although Gryffindor was too ruthless, he didn't make any outrageous moves from beginning to end, even if he wanted to stop it, he had to consider the fairness of the game, otherwise how could the game continue?

However, Medellín's fears are not unfounded...... Ferry's background is too complicated, and there are so many things involved that if something goes wrong, the Orlana Magic Guild will not be able to explain it.

Just when Odwin hesitated, Senderos and Hoffman in the VIP seat stood up almost at the same time, one picked up the white bone staff from his side, and the other directly recited the incantation, condensing a thick black mist on the fat and thick palm.

These two people don't care if you are unfair or not, in terms of profession, one is a necromancer, the other is a dark speller, they are not good birds, in terms of identity, one is the head of the Dark Temple, the other is the decision-maker of the Shining Gold Chamber of Commerce, and they don't need to look at the face of the Magic Guild to act, in their eyes, what Gryffindor, what game is fair, and how can a genius pharmacist be important?

Pity...... The two had just stood up from the VIP seats, but the situation in the center of Dawn Square had changed again.

"Boom...... Cha...... There seemed to be a crunch sound in the roaring wind, and although the sound was soft and low, almost inaudible, it fell on Gryffindor's ears like a thunderbolt overhead............ In this crisp sound, a few cracks suddenly appeared on the ice sculpture, and these cracks are like a plague, is constantly spreading, just in the blink of an eye, from a few to dozens, and then into hundreds, a crystal clear ice sculpture, instantly as if crawling with earthworms, but also a "boom" sound, the whole ice sculpture exploded in an instant, and the flying ice brought up a hazy mist...... Gryffindor stood there dumbfounded, watching the cracks appear on the ice sculpture, and then watching the ice sculpture explode, the whole person seemed to be stupid, he couldn't believe what he saw, the Garros magician who was frozen by thousands of miles of ice, actually broke free from it by himself, this is simply a living hell, thousands of miles of ice is close to the limit of zero, once frozen is harder than steel, how can a human magician break free from it? Gryffindor's feeling at this time was as if he saw a beast caught in the trap and opened the trap and escaped...... "Why, Gryffindor magician, you seem to be surprised?" Lin Li stood in a hazy water vapor, the rune robe was covered with fine ice chips, but the smile on his face was unprecedentedly bright, and the moment of freezing brought by thousands of miles of ice almost cost Lin Li's life, but it also made him figure out a lot of things.

For example, the true strength of Gryffindor.

To be honest, when Gryffindor released thousands of miles of ice, Lin Li was really frightened, what is the concept of the sixteenth-level Great Magician, he is very clear in his heart, the appearance of the four symbols surnamed magic, so that the sixteenth level has become a dividing line of the Great Magician, it is no exaggeration to say that the same Great Magician, the fifteenth level meets the sixteenth level, and he is not even qualified to challenge at all, so it is better to admit defeat directly...... But...... When thousands of miles of ice swept through Dawn Square, Lin Li suddenly realized that Gryffindor's strength should not be strong enough to this extent, otherwise he could have released four series essentia shields as soon as he came up, and even if he had magic feedback and arcane barriers in his hands, it would be difficult to pose much threat to him.

There is no way, the defense of the four-series essentia shield is too strong, strong enough to ignore most magic below level sixteen, if Gryffindor really has this strength, how can he be forced to be so embarrassed by himself in the first place?

After this crucial link is unraveled, all the anomalies suddenly become reasonable.

That's right, Gryffindor must have used some method to forcibly increase his strength, just like Cromwell at the beginning, with the secret method of the High Elves, forcibly increased his strength to level fourteen, there is nothing to worry about, there is never a free lunch in this world, everything is like this, since Gryffindor forcibly increased his strength, then he will definitely pay the price.

Therefore, when Lin Li came out of the hazy mist, he was in an extremely relaxed mood.

"This ...... That's impossible! Gryffindor's eyes were fixed on Lin Li, as if he had been immobilized, and he stared motionless for a full minute before he suddenly let out a scream.

"Nothing is impossible, Gryffindor mage. Roosters can lay eggs, why can't I escape from thousands of miles of ice? ”

"You ......"

"Don't you, yours, if you have anything to say when you go to the grave......" Lin Li's voice had not yet completely fallen, and a magic feedback had been completed in an instant.

Almost at the same time as the mana feedback was released, Gryffindor also began to chant the spell, but before he spit out the first character, he suddenly felt that the magic power in his body had been cut off instantly, and then he only felt a scorching breath coming from the front, Gryffindor looked up and saw a fireball the size of a basin, dragging a long tail flame towards him

(To be continued)