Dalama challenged and looked around the hall.

There is a protective circle inside the tower, and with the strength of himself and Reslin, it is impossible to cause much damage, but it may alarm the teacher and leave a bad impression, so he said, "Let's go to the magic training room." ”

"No, it's here, it's going to end soon anyway. Leslin said lightly, "If you can't even control your own spell destruction, then it's a disappointment to me. ”

His voice did not fluctuate in the slightest, but what he said made everyone present feel boundless arrogance, but it seemed to be taken for granted.

Madara's expression froze again, and then she was a little incredulous, she was actually looked down upon!

Even when he was in the elven realm, no clansman dared to underestimate him, but he didn't expect a human of unknown origin to dare to make such a big statement.

Dalama sneered, "It's up to you to learn your Excellency's skills." ”

Leslin walked to the middle of the hall and stood ten paces away from Dalama.

The atmosphere became tense, and the other four students retreated to the edge of the hall and glanced at each other, they knew well about Dalama's strength, but they didn't know anything about Reslin, so they didn't believe that Reslin could outperform the genius of the High Elves.

Perarith smiled, "I'll be the referee." ”

The wizards of the Floating City often have duels, both exchanges and personal vendettas, and a set of rules for dueling has been formed over the years.

Both Leslin and Dalama recognized her.

Perlaris took two steps forward to confirm that the two were ready, and raised his hand to unleash a simple trick, and a cloud of red light flew out of her fingers, hanging at the midpoint between the two, condensing into runic numbers, counting down from five seconds.

The red light jumped, and the number exploded the moment it jumped from one to zero.

Bang!

This soft sound means that the duel begins.

Dalama had already locked onto Leslin, casting the first spell almost at the same time as the red light exploded.

He is proficient in shadow spells, and is currently a third-level mage, mastering more than twenty spells, although there are only one and second rings, but he has invested a lot of time and energy in research, giving full play to his talent for spell casting, and studying several of them to an extremely high level, forming his own fighting style.

In the surging mana, the spell was completed instantly.

However, it is not the most commonly used shield for spellcasters in combat.

"It's too risky!"

Perarith and the others thought to themselves that the caster's body was fragile, and under normal circumstances, the first spell to cast would always be a shield to ensure his safety.

Attacking the enemy without opening the shield can be the first move, but it is too aggressive.

A spellcaster without a shield is tantamount to running naked, which is a lesson that countless mages and wizards have summed up with their lives.

In the next moment, everyone saw a black mist with a radius of about three meters growing out of thin air, with Reslin as the center, enveloping him.

The Second Ring Black Mist!

From the perspective of others, this black fog is not thick, and you can see the target figure inside, but in the eyes of the recipient, the whole world is darkened, and the effect is the same as blinding, and this layer of black fog will move with the target, which is difficult to get rid of.

Beginner casters are not yet able to master displacement spells, and there is a lack of effective solutions to the negative effects of such range spells.

Generally, you can only stretch out the protection, and carry it until the end of the Black Mist Technique, and become a target for the duration of the spell.

In the past, Dalama relied on the instantaneous black mist technique, and almost no opponents among the casters of the same level, and could easily win.

He observed, and Reslyn in the black mist was motionless, simply spreading a rainbow-like vector shield.

There is nothing surprising about this response, just like any other opponent.

Dalama didn't careless, and opened the shadow shield for herself.

At the same time, he ran with a small and silent stride, and as he pulled away from being noticed by Reslin's change in position, he set about casting a third spell.

A dark green arrow of strong acid formed in his hand.

And Leslyn was still standing in place, his gaze was out of focus, and it seemed that he was really completely blocked by the black fog technique, and he couldn't see anything.

Half a breath later, Dalama's spell was complete.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, this strong acid arrow has reached the second ring, it is the strongest spell he has mastered, even if it is the vector shield with the best protection effect, once it is hit, the corrosive acid wraps the shield, and it will not take a few seconds to break the shield, and if you add one or two spells, you will win.

"With such a big tone, it turns out that he is just a mediocre and arrogant guy, and I don't know what the teacher likes about him?"

Dalama thought to herself, and threw an arrow of strong acid.

However, the moment the spell was completed, it was suddenly interrupted by a faint fluctuation, and the dark green acid dissipated, and then the backlash entered the brain, the mana shocked, and the soul was also violently impacted.

Dalama stumbled in her footsteps, and her face turned pale.

"Spell counter. ”

Sparrow Hawk exclaimed in surprise.

Dalama, who had a splitting headache, also reacted, he knew the power and difficulty of the spell counter, and Reslyn was in the black fog, not only finding himself accurately, but also seizing the opportunity to fight back.

This hand alone is enough to show Reslin's superb spell-casting skills.

But the next scene that happened was completely beyond everyone's imagination, Reslyn in the black mist raised his hand, and the light between his fingers flickered.

Four shuttle-shaped arcane missiles erupted.

The purple missile was about the length of a finger, with two pointed ends, a thick middle, and extremely fast speed, flying out of the black mist, dragging a long trajectory like silk threads, shooting at Dalama from different directions.

As soon as the first batch of four missiles flew out, the second group followed.

Woohoo......

The missile emitted a high-pitched, piercing whistle.

Reslyn pointed at Dalama, and the light bloomed round after round, each round was four arcane missiles, and in just two breaths, five spell casts, each time instantaneous.

A full twenty arcane missiles flew in mid-air at high speed.

And the spell continues.

When the third round of missiles was generated, the four missiles of the first round had just been fired in front of Dalama, and the High Elves were unable to fight back and dodge because of the spell, and watched the missiles hit their shields.

The missile struck the shield with a thud.

The translucent shield shook, and the surface was like ripples on the surface of the water, and before it could subside, four more missiles arrived and continued to bombard.

The fierce explosions were in a row, and Dalama was beaten backwards, completely powerless to fight back.

"This ......"

Perarith and the others were dumbfounded.

Arcane missiles are very common low-ring spells, which can create three missiles when they are in one ring, and they are quick to cast, but the power is not outstanding, and the three missiles are difficult to control, and it is difficult for the opponent to pose a threat as long as they are on guard.

There are four Arcane missiles in Reslyn's, indicating at least two rings.

But what shocked everyone was the speed of his spell casting, not only could it be instantaneous, but also continuous spell casting, without the slightest pause and gap, each missile flew out of its own trajectory, and the missile flew all over the sky, almost drowning Dalama!

The Shadow Shield's fluctuations are becoming more and more violent.

Dalama finally recovered from the backlash and immediately blessed herself with a hazy spell, hiding herself in a vague shadow in an attempt to escape the bombardment of the missile.

Bang bang bang......

To his surprise, the missile still hit him after piercing through the phantom, and not a single one of them missed.

"The hazy technique didn't work. ”

Dalama looked at Reslyn in shock, who was still in the black mist, and finally understood that Reslyn must have some kind of extremely powerful arcane eye-type spell.

But he woke up too late.

His shadow shield is extremely strong, far surpassing the casters of the same level, but it also has a limit, and after being bombarded by nearly thirty missiles, it could no longer hold on, crumbling like a bubble.

The next missile followed, striking Dalama in the body.

A layer of elemental armor appeared on his body, but the armor was mainly used to protect against energy damage, and the defense effect was not good against the force field attack of the missile, and after two bangs, the armor was penetrated.

With no more protection, a missile pierced his abdomen, blood gushed out, and he fell to the ground with a cry of pain.

Before that, Reslyn had stopped casting.

This happens to be the last arcane missile.

Dalama on the ground was full of pain, but he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound, staring at Leslin after the black fog dissipated, his face full of unwillingness.

"Dalama loses!"

The other students were a little hard at home to accept the result, and Dalama's defeat was conceivable, but they couldn't believe that Reslyn had won with just one arcane missile.

Jenna felt sympathy, and raised her hand to perform the "secondary hydrotherapy" to treat Dalama's wounds.

"Wait, the battle isn't over. ”

It was the orc wizard Garu who stood up to stop Jenna, and his face was puzzled. Perarith also frowned, only Jenna and the inexperienced Spyro Hawk did not react.

Then the earthly Dalama vanished like an apparition.

"Stand-in illusion!"

Jenna was taken aback, she had no idea when Dalama had cast the spell, and she looked around and couldn't find where Dalama was hiding.

She immediately looked at Reslyn.

I saw that he was still expressionless, without the slightest surprise, obviously knowing about Dalama's tricks.

At this time, a wave of energy fluctuations suddenly appeared.

The wizards present all had keen perception, and immediately detected the fluctuations, and they were shocked to find that Dalama had emerged from the shadows behind Reslin, and the two of them were extremely close and within reach.

Dalama has no shield outside of her body, but the spell is complete.

His right palm became pitch black and ignited with black flames, which Perlaris and Sparrow Hawk recognized at a glance as the Black Flame Hand of the Second Ring, which had extremely terrifying destructive power, and the shield below the Third Ring could almost break with a single blow, and the black flame burned on the enemy's body and invaded the soul at the same time.

Because it can only be used in melee range, very few casters study the Black Flame Hand.

But at this time, it was the perfect opportunity for Dalama to turn defeat into victory.

The spell counter is very powerful, but there are three ways to crack it.

The first is to send an instantaneous spell, so that he has no time to counter, the second is to open the distance, the range of the spell counter is relatively short, and the third is to avoid the field of vision, and if he can't see the spell, he can't counter naturally.

Dalama used the third method, going around Leslin's back so that her spell would not be interrupted.

The students who watched the game were amazed.

Damara really lived up to his reputation, and when faced with Reslin's arcane missile storm, he actually came up with a countermeasure, and executed it perfectly.

Once the shield is broken, with Reslin's fragile body, Dalama can knock him down without spells.

Syllable!

With a soft sound, Dalama's Black Flame Hand had already pressed on the vector shield, and under the erosion of the flames composed of shadow energy, the rainbow light on the shield rippled, but it did not collapse as expected.

Not only did it not collapse, but it did not even fluctuate so violently.

There was an incomparably hard touch on Dalama's hand, as if his black flame hand had no effect in the slightest, and he was simply using his palm to try to penetrate a wall of steel.

His face couldn't help but be stunned.

Then, I saw Reslyn turn her head and look at herself.

Reslin's eyes were calm and indifferent, and he blinked, and there was indescribable information shooting out from the depths of his pupils.

In an instant, Dalama was hit.

It was as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world, his mind was filled with boundless chaos, his consciousness was blank, his eyes were rolling wildly, his blood was thick, and his body stood still but trembled and twitched slightly, as if he was on the verge of losing control.

"What's wrong with him?"

Perares and the others couldn't understand it, they couldn't see Reslin's gaze, only to see Darama suddenly stop in front of Reslin and stop attacking.

Naturally, Leslyn will not explain to others, this is the "delirium technique" that comes with the clone of the mysterious touch.

It has an effect similar to "Dread", which is a supernatural element, which is displayed by the gaze, but it is more powerful and more difficult to defend against, but it does not scare the enemy and run around, like a walking corpse without defense.

Under the bewildered gaze of Perlaris and the others, Reslin grabbed Dalama's wrist and pressed it against Dalama's chest.

The Hand of Black Flame is a continuous spell that, when completed, lasts for a period of time.

Dalama was still in delirium, unaware of the pain, and with the sound of sizzling, the black palm barely sank into the flesh, and a palm print burned on his chest.

It wasn't until Reslyn let go that the delirium was over.

"Ah......h

Dalama's consciousness returned to her body, let out a scream, and fell to the ground.

The energy of the Black Flame Hand invaded his soul, and boundless pain poured into his brain, the High Elf had not experienced the soul transformation ritual, and his ability to withstand pain was not as good as that of a wizard, and he rolled on the ground a few times, and then gradually remembered that he was still dueling with someone.

He resisted the pain and stopped rolling, lying face up, and found that everyone was looking at him, and his eyes were very complicated.

Leslyn stood a few steps away, looking at herself condescendingly.

"The spellcasting skills are good, and the combat response is very fast, but I am still far from being able to challenge me. Reslyn glanced at the handprint on Dalama's chest, "Pain is the best lesson, it can make you remember it more deeply, welcome revenge at any time." ”

With that, Leslin turned and entered his room.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared behind the door that Dalama sat up, his forehead already wet with cold sweat from pain.

A few people walked over, and everyone had a palpitation on their faces.

Dalama's strength is obvious to everyone, he has almost never met an opponent in the Floating City of Wezeland in the past few years, he can be called invincible in the same level, but he was beaten so miserably in the face of Reslin, if he was himself, the result would only be worse.

Sparrow Hawk looked in awe, "No wonder the teacher was the first to call out Reslin's name!"

Garu nodded in agreement.

"He didn't move. Perarith said suddenly.

"What?" Sparrow Hawk didn't understand for a moment, until he thought for a few seconds before he realized that Perarith meant that Reslin had stood still from beginning to end of the battle, not moving a single step.

This detail immediately silenced everyone.

Dalama is even more aware of the gap between himself and Reslin, and this psychological pain is more difficult for him to accept than the physical pain.

Perares couldn't help but ask curiously, "Dalama, how did he control you just now?"

The High Elf did not like to sit on the ground and be watched, so he slowly stood up, not saying a word, and was unwilling to answer Perlareth's question.

"I'll treat you. ”

Jenna performed a hydrotherapy technique and landed on Dalama, the pain was reduced, and the palm prints on her chest were healing, but the traces of the flames could not be completely removed, and it looked terrifying.

After trying a few times, she shook her head and said, "The corrosive power of the Black Flame Hand is too strong, you'd better go to the teacher immediately, otherwise you will be left with sequelae and will be tortured endlessly." ”

Dalama took out the badge and was about to open the portal, but hesitated.

He remembered Reslin's words and said in a deep voice, "No, pain will be my best friend, motivating me to move forward, and I will keep this mudra until the day I defeat him." ”

Dalama restores the pride of the elves.

He saluted gracefully to the crowd, and staggered open the door of his room to enter, leaving the four of them staring at each other.