The guild hall was crowded with people, and everyone's eyes fell on the huge crystal ball, through which the battle between the apprentice and the mentor was clearly displayed in front of everyone.

The battle has entered the **, the young apprentice's attacks are becoming more and more fierce one after another, the elemental shield on Medellin's body is becoming extremely dim, and the exhaustion time of several key spells is still far away, and in a flying wind blade, everyone's hearts are hanging.

The excitement of this battle has far exceeded everyone's imagination.

When Medellín activates the Wizard's Eye and mirrors the entire arena into a crystal ball, almost everyone assumes that this will be a hands-on lesson.

In their imagination, Medellin might use a few control spells to make the young apprentice understand the power of control, or he might use the elemental shield and let the young apprentice bombard him until he ran out of mana before telling him how to distribute his mana...... In short, no one would have imagined that the battle would be so fierce.

The battle sparks in the crystal ball flew everywhere, everyone was stunned, and there was not a single 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, they were all frightened and silent at this moment.

The battle between these two men was just too terrifying...... Medellin is worthy of standing at the peak of the Great Magister, although his strength is suppressed at the fifteenth level, but the spell-casting skills he shows really tell everyone that he is indeed the most powerful one among the Grand Magus, almost perfect magic control, close to the limit of the spell casting time, the magic released by him, is as exquisite as a work of art, in that almost desperate situation, he can still find time to fight back, many times, The crowd even felt that his spell-casting skills had subverted their common sense.

Everyone was even a little glad that Medellin suppressed his strength at level fifteen, and fortunately he had fallen into a near-desperate disadvantage from the beginning, if it weren't for this, maybe he would never have seen such a wonderful battle in his life.

A figure like Medellin, who stands at the pinnacle of the archmage, is so often so powerful that he rarely uses all his strength in battle, let alone struggles desperately for a breather in a desperate situation with all his skills like he is now.

For the hundreds of magicians in the guild hall, it was a magical show.

Such opportunities do not come often.

Just seeing Medellín with all his might is enough to make them hooked.

Not to mention...... What forced Medellín to do his best was a young apprentice under the age of twenty.

What this young apprentice brought to them was a real shock.

Compared to Medellín's delicate spell-casting skills, the young apprentice showed a different style, precise and efficient, like a precision machine, and his control of magic had reached a terrifying level, as if it were not an ethereal magical power, but the most flexible finger, with complete precision, without a trace of superfluity or waste.

What makes a group of magicians' scalps tingle the most is that this young apprentice seems to have an instinctive sensitivity to time, a battle has been going on so far, at least dozens of magic spells have been released on both sides, and the gorgeous magic runes alone are enough to dazzle, but this young apprentice clearly remembers the order of each magic, and more accurately grasps the time of their respective exhaustion.

"This is terrifying...... "The hundreds of mages in the guild hall all had this thought in their minds.

Just now, Medellin had managed to survive the spell exhaustion of the elemental shield, and was about to fight back with this elemental shield, when the young apprentice suddenly released a magic feedback.

In that moment, almost everyone saw Medellín's open mouth.

It was a sign that a mantra was about to be chanted.

But no one knew what incantation he was going to chant, for it had been snuffed out by the young apprentice before he could utter it.

It's a desperate feeling...... The trick in this is not complicated, among the hundreds of magicians present, those with a little vision can see that it is nothing more than calculating the exhaustion time of Medellin's elemental shield and releasing magic feedback at the moment when the exhaustion time has just passed, because only under the protection of the elemental shield can Medellin be able to cast spells boldly and confidently, and can also leave a chance for magic feedback to the opponent.

But things in this world are always easier said than done.

How easy is it to calculate the exhaustion time of the elemental shield?

Not only must you remember when the last elemental shield in Medellín was released, but also remember how many spells you have released during this period of time, how much damage you have caused to the elemental shield, in addition, you must also take into account Medellin's mana consumption and the pressure you have caused him, which even involves extremely subtle factors such as psychological speculation.

The most important thing a magician needs in battle is mental concentration, just the incomparably complex incantation chanting is enough to consume all the minds of most magicians, and those who can think in the fierce battle and formulate exquisite tactics for themselves are all rare magical geniuses, as for this young apprentice, when facing his own mentor, he can also make extremely complex calculations, not to mention that he has never heard of it, this is not the ability that humans should have at all.

The hall of the guild was so quiet that you could hear a pin on the ground.

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 looked a little unhurried, but the sharp-eyed old magicians could see at a glance that the speed at which this young apprentice chanted the spell was no worse than Medellin!

"Hell...... "Several elderly magicians muttered quietly.

It's hell to hell...... No matter how much Medellin suppresses his power, no matter how much he only has fifteen levels, the spell-casting habits that have been integrated into the bloodline will not change, for a magician of his level, the spell-casting habits have become an instinct, even if he suppresses his power to the first level, how much time should be compressed for a spell or how much time should be compressed, and it will not change because of the level.

In the eyes of everyone in the hall, Medellin's compression of chanting time has reached the limit of what humans can achieve, and they even feel that even if they change to a legendary mage, it may be difficult to do better than Medellin.

But now, right under their noses, there was a young apprentice under the age of twenty, who had done something that only Medellín could do.

No one could believe that the young apprentice was less than twenty years old.

So much so that everyone began to speculate about the origin of this guy who looked like an apprentice...... All of a sudden, whispers in the guild hall came and went.

"I remember, this kid seems to be from Garros!" I don't know who said anything in the crowd.

When this sentence came out, it immediately attracted a burst of opposition, and an old magician with a white beard looked excited: "Nonsense, how can a place like the Garros Magic Guild teach such a powerful genius?" ”

"It's just that it can't be!" Several colleagues next to him glanced at him and nodded in unison.

It's just a joke, a magical genius who can cornered Medellín is actually from Garros? Who doesn't know that this place is a magical wilderness, and in the past few decades, there has been a great magician of Gray'an, and the most ridiculous thing is that I heard that the most powerful magical power in that place is not actually a magic guild, but a dozen chaotic magic families...... Such a genius comes from Garros? It's better to say that Medellín is a woman, and ...... simply, "If this kid is really from Garros, I'll eat this crystal ball!" The white-bearded old wizard pointed to the crystal ball in front of him excitedly.

"......" The magician who told the truth was suddenly dumbfounded, such a big crystal ball, if you really want this old man to eat it, you can't eat your life?

Besides...... Although he shouted that this kid was from Garros, he didn't even know in his own heart, who in the countryside of Garros didn't know, a magician would be enough for them to celebrate for half a year, let alone a great magician who was less than twenty years old?

Maybe I recognized the wrong person...... The only magician who told the truth was also a little suspicious of himself.

And just when everyone was talking and speculating about Lin Li's origin, the battle had already come to an end.

"Boom! Bang! Bang! Three rings of flame exploded around Medellín, and the crumbling elemental shield was finally reduced to a thin layer.

"Boy, you've got a kind!" These three rings of flame that had been buried long ago exploded at the most critical moment, and immediately pushed Medellin into a desperate situation, and the elemental shield on his body was only a thin layer, maybe it only took a wind blade to cut it, and the time for the spell to exhaust was only half passed, and trying to hold out another elemental shield was like letting a rooster lay eggs.

Medellin has lived a lot of years, and it's the first time he's embarrassed like this, it's really too embarrassing, he was beaten by a hairy boy under the age of twenty and had no power to fight back, and he was about to be torn apart by the elemental shield, and he was directly sentenced to death, but he had no choice but to watch the other party bang over one magic after another...... "It's overturned in the gutter!" "Medellin is really repentant now, he shouldn't have been, he shouldn't have underestimated this kid, thinking that he was still the strength of a month ago, but he didn't expect that in such a short period of time, this kid had broken through from the thirteenth level to the fifteenth level and became a real great magician.

But this kid is also a talent, and his slight advantage was constantly expanded by him, and in the end, he was forced into a desperate situation.

"Look, I said earlier, it's not certain who teaches whom......" Taking the opportunity of passing by Medellin, Lin Li whispered in his ear.

When Medellin heard this, he was almost so angry that he vomited blood.

It's a pity that vomiting blood is vomiting blood, he still can't do anything, just when the two of them passed by, a burning hand of Lin Li has fallen on Medellin's back, and the raging flames rose violently, instantly burning a huge gap in the elemental shield.

"It's over......" Feeling the scorching heat coming from the hand of the flame, Medellin's heart suddenly sank: "Lao Tzu's decades of fame will be destroyed in the hands of this kid today......"

Thinking of the twelve wizarding eyes above his head, Medellín really had a dead heart.

At this moment, the entire Magic Guild fell silent.

Whether it was Audwin or Dalyan, or the hundreds of magicians in the guild hall, everyone stared nervously at the crystal ball, watching Lin Li's flame hand fall, and watching the elemental shield on Medellin's body break, and at this moment, even time seemed to stand still...... Then they saw ...... The flame in the young apprentice's hand was suddenly extinguished.

The magic runes flying in the arena dissipated in an instant, and everything seemed to be back to when the group of four had just entered.

The magic guild was stunned, no one expected that it would be such a result in the end, this and this...... What's going on?

"Oops, that kid ran out of mana!" I don't know who shouted in the guild hall.

It's true that the magic is exhausted...... It wasn't until this time that the group of magicians in the guild hall suddenly remembered that in the battle just now, the young apprentice had released at least dozens of magics, and at least half of them were at the magician level.

All of a sudden, everyone's faces invariably showed a look of sudden realization.

No wonder I always feel wrong, it turns out that this is the case.

The reason why this kid looks so fierce is entirely because he has been overdrawing his magic, what is the concept of dozens of magic? This means that the astronomical amount of magic power, even those great magicians who have been famous for a long time, may not be able to withstand such consumption, let alone a young man who is less than twenty years old?

Looking back carefully on the whole battle, it was indeed the case, since the slight advantage, the young apprentice had been bombarding with magic indiscriminately, a large amount of instantaneous magic, coupled with short spell chanting, forcing Medellin to breathe at the same time, but also constantly overdrawing his own magic, this almost gambling way of fighting, finally at the last moment let him taste the consequences, just where victory was within reach, his magic power was completely exhausted...... "It's a pity......" The sound of sighing came from time to time in the crowdEven these unrelated magicians felt sorry for the young apprentice.

It's really just a little bit close, even if that flame hand burns for one more second, it is enough to completely defeat Medellin, but unfortunately it is this second, but it has become a target that can never be reached, Medellin is an eighteenth-level archmage, the chance to defeat him, how many times can a magician meet in his life?

In the elder's room, Dalyan was secretly relieved.

Fortunately, although this Garros hillbilly is powerful, it is not strong enough to be arrogant and unreasonable, at least in terms of magic, he is not yet able to compete with the real Great Magister, which makes Dalyan somewhat relieved, and secretly notes in his heart that insufficient magic power is the biggest flaw of the other party.

Odwin, on the other hand, just smiled: "It seems that Medellín has good luck......"

"President Audwin, I'm afraid this is more than just luck."

"Oh?" Audwin glanced at Dalyan, and his eyes showed some doubt: "Dalyan, do you have a different opinion?" ”

"Yes, President Oldwin." Dalyan nodded, then pointed to Lin Li in the crystal ball and continued: "If I am not mistaken, I am afraid that all this has long been in the hands of Mr. Medellin, he has long judged where the opponent's magic power limit is, so he has been defending, the purpose is to exhaust this young man's magic power, and let him understand the importance of reasonable distribution of magic power." ”

"It seems that you still don't understand......" Odwin smiled and didn't say anything more: "Forget it, Dalyan, if it's okay, you can go back first, I want to sit alone." ”

"Yes." Darian glanced at the picture in the crystal ball again, and then respectfully exited the president's room, and walked along the corridor in the direction of the research institute, he was in a good mood along the way, a bottle of psionic potion was about to arrive, and he figured out the strength of the Garros kid, and the other party exhausted his magic power at the last moment, so that Dalyan completely put his mind at ease, as long as he was not a real great magician, he still had a chance to deal with it.

As Dalyan walked into the research institute, this battle, which was far beyond everyone's imagination, was completely closed, and the picture on the crystal ball gradually blurred, and finally returned to its previous appearance.

And at this time, Medellín is going berserk.

The old guy recited a spell with a blue face, turned off the twelve wizard eyes above, and when he turned around, his expression was already so vicious that he seemed to be trying to eat people: "Damn, you dare to say that your magic power is exhausted?" ”

"What are you doing...... Lin Li still looked unhurried: "Why can't I run out of mana......"

"Don't come to this set with Lao Tzu, others don't know you, Lao Tzu doesn't know you?" Seeing Lin Li's half-dead appearance, Medellin couldn't help but want to kick over: "Damn, a monster like you should be pulled into the slaughterhouse, and you run out of mana, you run out of fart, last time you dealt with the three-eyed blood wolf in the Nightmare Mountains, why didn't you run out of mana in the Shadow Valley, you ran out of mana when you fucking with Lao Tzu, is there such a coincidence?" ”

"This ......" Lin Li scratched his head and replied shamelessly: "People always have bad luck, right, I'm unlucky this time, can't the mana be consumed too quickly?" ”

"......" Medellin almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the mana consumption is also divided into good luck or not, this is your family's theory?

"Forget it, Lao Tzu doesn't talk nonsense with you." Medellin found that if he was more capable of talking nonsense with his eyes open, he wouldn't be able to catch up with this kid, not that he wouldn't be able to say it, the key was that his skin was not as thick as his, this kid was completely shameless, and he would come as soon as he opened his mouth to talk nonsense, and he didn't care about a reasonable surname at all.

"Tell me honestly, why do you want me!"

"When did I make you ......"

"Damn, do you dare not admit it?" Medellin is on fire, a figure like him who has stood at the pinnacle of his career, has long been downsizing on winning or losing, winning is certainly worth being happy about, losing is not a big deal, even if he loses in front of the whole guild, it is just an embarrassment, what to do after the embarrassment or what to do.

What really made him angry was that he actually had to rely on the opponent's deliberate release of water in order to win this battle that seemed to have a serious disparity in strength, as soon as he thought of this, Medellin was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, this kid was just a naked slap in the face, when it was not good to run out of magic power, but to exhaust it when the hand of flame was about to fall, this is not to tell himself obviously: "Old guy, don't be too happy, Lao Tzu is for you." ”

Damn, this is simply unbearable for uncles and aunts!

Moreover, if others don't know his details, don't they know it themselves?

Since this kid came to Orana, he has been serving as his trial mentor, from the beginning of the Shadow Demon Leopard, to the three-eyed blood wolf later, these two battles have been followed by himself, from beginning to end, I haven't found any problems with this kid in terms of magic.

In those two combat battles, this kid behaved like a perpetual motion machine with infinite magic power, one after another magic came to his mouth, and he had never been worried about magic power, no matter at any time, it gave people a feeling of abundant magic power, so that Medellin was a little suspicious that this kid did not have a magic recovery potion on his body.

Although today's battle is exciting, but if you really want to talk about the intensity, it is far less than when the three of them met the three-eyed blood wolves on the Nightmare Mountain Range, you must know that there are hundreds of three-eyed blood wolves, and one magic can kill ten people, not to mention that there is a king of wolves who is high above.

The mana that didn't run out in that case was exhausted, how could it be exhausted just now?

"Okay, okay......" Lin Li saw that Medellin was really popular, and he didn't dare to continue to talk nonsense, just nodded, and responded a little vaguely: "I do still have a little magic power......

As for how many points this point is, Lin Li didn't explain it, anyway, for him, one point and many points actually mean infinity.

Although he had already guessed the truth, when he heard Lin Li admit it himself, Medellin was still so angry that his face turned pale, and the roar that came out of his mouth almost lifted the roof of the entire Magic Guild: "Damn, you honestly explain to Lao Tzu, why do you want to release water, do you think Lao Tzu is not worthy of being your opponent?" ”

Medellin's words were already a bit serious, and Lin Li didn't dare to slack off, so he quickly shook his head and denied it: "No, no, no, don't get me wrong, the reason why I kept a hand at the last moment has nothing to do with you." ”

"Why is that?"

Lin Li looked at the twelve wizard eyes on his head: "Because I want to deceive people." ”

(To be continued)