Strictly speaking, there are actually two kinds of magic that are relatively close to the characteristics of earth magic, one is ice magic, and the other is wood magic, but because of the limitations of the magic itself, compared to Yi Fan, who can find spellcasting materials anytime and anywhere, earth magic is obviously more practical.

Countless stone pillars were densely distributed around Yi Fan like spears pointing angrily at the sky, and then like a meteorite rain, countless huge round stones roared from mid-air and smashed all those stone pillars!

Because these stone pillars or stones were not made of magic power, but changed the shape of the original stones by recombining, Yi Fan did not master the ability to manipulate them, but simply let them rely on their own inertia to cause damage!

It is precisely because of this method of use, coupled with the fact that Yi Fan did not inject magic into the stone pillars or stones, so his magic consumption has been very small until now, after all, tomorrow is the official competition, and there is no need for him to waste too much magic now!

Listening to the constant roar around him, Yi Fan couldn't help but have a strange thought in his heart.

The way he uses earth magic like this reminds him of the Greek legend Hercules Antey, a giant who can constantly draw power from the ground, and through the favor of his mother goddess, he will not be defeated as long as he stands on the ground, but according to the legendary ending, he was finally killed by the great hero Hercules.

The latter lifted him into the air and strangled him alive.

So what if he leaves the land? Yi Fan, who felt a little irritated, stood up and looked at the sky where there was nothing.

Could it be that just like the one in Naruto, I Ailuo, in order to use the sand escape, he specially carried a gourd with sand on his back? Yi Fan thought that he couldn't carry such a heavy gourd, and at the same time, he didn't think that just a gourd of soil was really useless for the battle in this world!

Although according to what Baroque said before, with enough magic power, it is possible for Yi Fan to use an ultimate forbidden spell such as Doomsday Judgment or Thor's Wrath, but now he still can't release even the most basic fireball technique.

The essence of magic is the process of sensing elements and using them, but now that the Baroque is sleeping, even if Yi Fan knows how to sense the elements, and even reaches the realm of directly extracting these elements for use, he still can't master the method of using these elements.

Because he is now in the territory of the elves, and for the elves, the use of magic is more like an instinct, so they don't have a school here dedicated to teaching people magic, and Yi Fan has no way to learn it even if he wants to learn secretly!

Forget it, the boat is naturally straight to the bridge, if it is not straight, it should be back. If you really get to that point, it depends on your luck, after all, you are a person who can even meet this kind of thing, and how to look at the lucky points should also reach the best level!

Yi Fan, who thought like this, didn't expect that he had almost died twice in just one month after coming to this world, and it didn't look like he was lucky.

Earth Shield, Meteorite Rain, Wolf Tooth Spike, Turquoise Sword......

Earth-based magic, such as the Slowness Technique, could not be used by Yi Fan because it relied directly on magic power, so in the following time, he could only repeat it over and over again in order to master the magic that could be used more proficiently.

Then, on the last day before the start of the competition, in Yi Fan's practice, it slowly passed......

The next morning, before Ethera came to wake him up, Yi Fan got up early, not just because he was nervous before the game started, but because when he came back yesterday evening, Simon specifically told him that there were still some people who wanted to see him before the game started.

Yi Fan didn't really care, because no matter who the other party was, he was just a stranger to him, and it was impossible for him to know what his identity was and what his purpose was, without anyone telling him.

The game will start today, so looking at the obviously increased number of elven guards on both sides of the corridor, Yi Fan also has a natural expression.

And after seeing the elves saluting him, he nodded to them in a friendly way, after all, he was an oracle, and these guards were all beautiful maidens without exception.

Speaking of which, until now, except for Raphael, who was forcibly added by Fortai, he didn't even know who would participate in the entire Night Tribe. When a hunter in the distance was holding a letter and running in the direction of Simon with a panicked face, Yi Fan suddenly realized that his understanding of this competition was only to know that this was a competition.

Although Aethra had told him some information about his opponents, after a few battles, he had already understood that that information was of little use.

Just as several other tribes already knew about him, but he was still the secret weapon of the Night tribe in this game, all the information was actually just something that others wanted you to know before the official start of the competition, and even if there were a few traps in it, it was not a strange thing at all.

On the other side of the tribe, a large number of elves began to hurriedly take all kinds of spell-casting supplies and rush in a certain direction in the forest. According to what Ethra mentioned before, that is the direction where the Moon Well is located, which is the venue chosen for this competition!

Obviously, whether it is the winning side or the losing side, they want to declare their ownership of the moon well at the moment of the end of the game!

Speaking of which, although in the novels of his previous life, he had seen a lot of plots describing the competition of the Human Academy, but about the elf race, it seemed to be out of some kind of taboo, and not many people were willing to touch the things that this race was not clear to the world, which also made Yi Fan have more expectations for the upcoming competition.

"Lord Divine Envoy, you're here!" As soon as he walked into the room that Simon had said before, the elven patriarch who had never known his true thoughts immediately won towards Yi Fan.

And when Yi Fan also walked into the room, he noticed the four elves standing behind Simon, in addition to Raphael, who had always looked at him wrongly, there was also Dior, who had a relationship before, as for the other two elves, a man and a woman, he really had no impression at all.

Could it be that Simon called me over just so that I could meet with these people? Glancing around the room, Yi Fan didn't find anyone else, so he couldn't help but have such doubts.

"Well, yesterday the patriarch told me that someone wanted to see me?" Yi Fan looked at Simon lightly and asked with a calm face, he was waiting for the latter's reply.

Even if the man in front of him is Ethra's father, even if Ethra will never hide anything from him, Yi Fan still won't believe Simon, because under this person's seemingly harmless expression, there has always been a mind that others can't see!

"Well, that's right, but it's not these juniors. Simon's expression was still indecipherable, but he turned around and waved at Raphael and the others, and then pointed to the table in the center of the room.

It was at this time that Yi Fan suddenly noticed that on the table where nothing had been placed on weekdays, there was a magic crystal that seemed to be worth a lot of money at the moment.

"Then who the hell wants to see me? What is that?" Yi Fan walked into the table and began to look at the tax money placed on it.

It's true that just the words of these people in the room didn't make the qualification to ask for a meeting with him, but if you think about it this way, as an oracle of the gods, it seems that no one in the entire tribe has such qualifications!

"His Majesty the Pope of the Human World!" Rao is Simon's expression has always been the same, and he can't help but show respect when he mentions this name.