The ice pick shot at Malte, and the storm and tornado controlled by Malte had no force point on the ice pick, and the resulting spatial air flow only left some scratches on the periphery of the ice pick.

The scratches were two feet deep, seven or eight feet long, and five or six feet short.

Rao is so, compared to the ice picks that are more than 100 zhang in size, these scratches are really insignificant.

When Malte saw that Rollin controlled the icicle to crash into him, he tried his best to control his wind element to attack Rollin, trying to stop his hedge, and the speed of the wings behind him was also accelerating.

But these actions were in vain, the storm and tornado were never able to break through the ice pick's defenses, and when the ice pick collided, all Malt could do was control his wings to protect himself.

"Boom~~Rumble~~"

With a tremor, Malte flew upside down, his wings turning into elements and scattering with the wind.

Malte's magic robe was also torn into rags, covering his bloodied body piecemeal.

The ice elemental also dissipated after supporting Luo Lin from the sky, and the air was full of moisture and a hint of coldness.

Luo Lin's body is immaculate, and he has released so much elemental power, and the consumption of spiritual power is undoubtedly huge for ordinary magicians, but Luo Lin is like no one.

If it weren't for Malte lying on the side covered in blood, many people wondered if Rollin had just beaten Malte.

Still, more people in the crowd were shocked.

They all know that Luo Lin is very powerful, after all, Luo Lin's strength is based on his strength little by little.

Malte, who is also the favorite to win the championship, is a fifth-level mid-wind magician, suspected of having the inheritance of the Elf King, that pair of almost substantial wings, capable of launching tornadoes, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a weak chicken, nor does it seem like it hides its strength, but in the face of Rollin, it didn't even fight a comparable battle, which made many people start to speculate about Rollin's real strength, what kind of extent it has reached.

Some people set their sights on the end of summer, thinking that the only one who can fight with Rollin at this moment is probably the end of summer.

The four major candidates for the championship, Yuli and Malte were defeated by Rollin one after another, as if this magician confrontation had lost its mystery in advance.

Those who bet on Marte regret it at the moment, and some of them are comforting themselves, after all, it is not a real match.

It's just that no one cares whether Marte still has the ability to participate in the official challenge in two days.

"This Rollin, it's a little dark." The gray-robed elder teased.

The white-haired elder said, "In that case, it's almost impossible to keep your hand. The four seeded players, now there are only three left, and it seems that the royal family is going to have a headache. ”

The gray-robed elder noticed the end of summer with a contemplative face, and continued to transmit a message to the white-haired elder, "You said that the end of summer boy and Luo Lin have a fight, who has a better chance of winning?" ”

"At the end of summer, there is a thirty percent chance." The white-haired elder said this result and secretly sighed in his heart.

It's not that the people they cultivate are not strong enough, it's that the opponents are too strong!

In the eyes of the white-haired elder, Xia Mo and Malte are in the middle of each other, because Xia Mo is a demon and martial arts dual cultivator, the durability is definitely better than Marte, once the two fall into a stalemate, Xia Mo will definitely be the final winner.

But against Luo Lin, who is also a dual cultivator of magic and martial arts, the advantage at the end of summer is gone, and when it comes to explosiveness, the outbreak at the end of summer is not as good as Marte.

Marte lost so simply in the face of Rollin this time, what advantage does he have over Rollin?

The staff of the Wizards' Guild have sent Malte down for treatment, hoping that he will recover and participate in the Wizard Tournament in the Royal City two days later.

For this reason, the Resident Elder of the Wizards' Guild, who is responsible for healing, has gone over to perform magic healing.

After Rollin defeated Malte, he shifted his gaze to the end of the summer and said, "I just said that Malte is not my opponent, so you still have some meaning." Let's have fun? ”

Xia Mo chuckled lightly and said, "My strength is on par with Marte, he is not your opponent, so why should I be bored?" ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar.

At the end of summer, he admitted in public that he was not Rollin's opponent, and this forbearance was not trivial!

Of course, there are many people who don't think so, they just feel that the end of summer is cowardly.

This made many people who were waiting to see the show very disappointed, and for a while, foul language hit the end of summer.

Ignoring the crowd, Summer nodded to Rollin, and then went to the back hall of the Wizards' Guild.

Luo Lin was in the limelight enough, and when he saw that the end of the summer was gone, he couldn't be cheeky enough to pull people back to fight with him again, but got out of the ring and out of the gladiatorial arena, thinking about buying some magic props, but it was inconvenient to buy them at this time, so he should go back to the Western Suburbs Garden first.

"Little friend, I wonder if I can talk about it in the back hall?" A sonorous sound came from Luo Lin's knowledge of the sea.

Luo Lin looked up and looked around, and the voice said: "I'm in the back hall, someone is bringing Xiaoyou over, if you don't want to, just take it for yourself." ”

Rollin nodded, and sure enough, he saw a handsome young girl coming towards him.

"Childe, please."

The girl looked at Luo Lin's eyes a little flickering, maybe she saw Luo Lin's bearing in the ring, and some girls were pregnant with spring.

Luo Lin's heart at this time was more curious about the person who transmitted the voice to him in the back hall, he had seen a lot of beautiful women, and it was the first time he had seen a master.

In his impression, there are two kinds of masters, one is the fairy wind bone, similar to Zhang Sanfeng's class; Either they are sloppy and sloppy, similar to Hong Qigong's kind.

I don't know which one in the back hall is.

Rollin looked forward and entered the back hall.

The gray-robed elder is not very handsome, and he doesn't pay much attention to his image when he gets older, and in Luo Lin's eyes, he can only be said to be ordinary.

The only thing that caught people's eyes was probably the octagonal six-pointed star inlaid on his gray magician's robes, which was the badge symbolizing the eighth-level magician.

"Eighth-level magician, amazing!"

Luo Lin stepped forward and greeted the gray-robed elder with a gesture of "Wishing you prosperity" commonly used by earthlings, and then sighed sincerely.

The eighth-level magician is the highest-ranking magician he has seen so far.

At this level, you have the ability to build Horcruxes.

Although there is no indication on the six-pointed star of the gray-robed elder which line of magicians it is, there must be an eighth-level fire magician in his circle of friends, and if he introduces one, the fee will definitely not be too high.

The gray-robed elder was amused by the way Luo Lin greeted him, only if this was his local way of greeting, and replied to him with a "Wishing you prosperity".

"Luo Lin, I summoned you to the back hall to talk, I have something in my heart to talk to you, you won't mind, right?"

The gray-robed elder said, waving his hand to signal the girl to retreat first.

Rollin smiled, "I don't mind. You are an old immortal, you can't see it on weekdays. ”

"Old Immortal?!" The gray-robed elder stroked his beard and laughed, not to mention how happy he was.

Thousands of wears, but sycophants don't wear.

Seeing that the gray-robed elder was happy, Luo Lin knew that he had chosen the right path.

The gray-robed elder restrained his smile, and when he looked at Luo Lin, his face was full of kind eyebrows.

"Luo Lin, I checked the materials you registered with the Wizards Guild of Linxia County before, and your current magic level is level four?"

When the gray-robed elder retrieved the information, his heart was full of shock.

The time of Luo Lin's registration was three months ago, the fourth level of spiritual power, and the water magician.

In such a short period of time, the strength has increased to such an extent, even if there is an adventure, it cannot explain the speed of such improvement.

Luo Lin smiled: "Old immortal, why do you still believe this? I just tested casually at the time, and I didn't show much strength. ”

The gray-robed elder slapped his forehead, he was a real person, and he would exert a little bit of strength when he tested it, but Luo Lin's slippery head would definitely choose to hide it.

"I said it!" The gray-robed elder said, "Then what is your current strength, can you tell me something about this old man?" ”

Luo Lin grinned and said, "Old immortal, I can only tell you that I just cleaned up Malte, and I only used five points of strength. If it weren't for the amusement of him, I'd have torn him off when his wings were exposed. The thing I hate the most in my life is birdman! ”

The muscles on the gray-robed elder's face trembled uncontrollably.

Five points of strength, defeat Malte in the middle of the fifth level, and exert all his strength, isn't it a sixth-level foundation?!

A twenty-four-year-old young man, who has reached level 6 in cultivation, pushes the front wave behind him!

The gray-robed elder thought back to his cultivation path back then, and became a sixth-level magician, but he was nearly twenty years later than him.

I thought that the end of Xia was a genius unparalleled in the world, and compared with Luo Lin, it can only be said that he is a middle-aged person.

"There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky!"

The gray-robed elder was full of emotion, and when he looked at Luo Lin again, in addition to appreciation, there was also some awe.

"Boy Rollin, I see that when you fought against Marte, most of the magic you used was elementary magic, and this is why you are hiding it?"

Luo Lin touched his nose a little shyly, and said, "Old immortal, to be honest, I think the release speed of primary magic is faster, and my own consumption is also low. There is a saying that 'invincible, only fast does not break', I want to use faster speed to drive stronger attacks, but it really can't be done, there are too many of them, and the sense of oppression is not very great. ”

When the gray-robed elder heard this, he first thought about what Luo Lin said, "invincible, only fast and unbreakable", and no matter how he pondered it, he felt that this sentence was very reasonable.

And the second half of Rollin's sentence, using speed to drive the attack, does make sense; As for putting pressure on his opponent with numbers, it was something he hadn't considered.

However, Rollin's thoughts were right on his heart, making him feel that he was teachable.

"Luo Lin, if the basic magic is used well, there will be unexpected effects, which I believe you feel. If you have any questions in the future, you can come here and talk to me. This old man of mine has no other hobbies in his life, except for some experience in the study of magic, and I think some of my experience will have some effect on your future development. ”

Luo Lin was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly got up and thanked the gray-robed elder.

"Old fairy, I have something I want to ask you, I don't know if it's convenient?"

The gray-robed elder said, "Let's talk about it." ”

Luo Lin was a little embarrassed, made a slight gesture, and then said: "My battle spirit is a hammer, and there is no suitable material for forging it so far. I don't know if the old immortal has a familiar alchemist to help me build a Horcrux. ”

"You don't have a Horcrux yet?!" The gray-robed elder was a little stunned.

He heard that Luo Lin defeated Bar-Lev with his battle spirit, and he thought that Luo Lin should have forged a Horcrux a long time ago, but he never thought that this guy would defeat Bar-Lev, who had a tenth-level battle soul red armor earth dragon, without forging a horcrux, which ...... This is simply perverted!

Seeing Luo Lin nodded, the gray-robed elder hurriedly urged: "Release your battle spirit and show me, I want to see what kind of war spirit it is, which can allow you to defeat the sixth-level beast knight Barlev without merging with the Horcrux!" ”

Luo Lin hesitated for a moment, but decided to release the hammer battle spirit, after all, whether it was to create a horcrux or figure out what the origin of his war spirit was, he had to find a knowledgeable person to take a look.

This gray-robed old man is not bad, he should be a trustworthy and kind person, maybe he can really say one, two, three.

The Ugin War Hammer with a hint of lightning appeared in front of Luo Lin, the small hammer was still some distance away from materialization, but it was already possible to see the ancient lines on the hammer.

"This ...... This is ...... "The gray-robed elder's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was incredible," the legend ...... Mjolnir?! ”