The duel really began with the surprise attack of that little fireball, but now no one is willing to attack! Why?
The fire element is taken away!
It was probably the thought of all the mages present that the fireballs condensed by the fire element would return to the caster after completing the attack, but at this moment, the fire element was tightly bound to LAN's fingertips!
"Are you going to come one by one or all at once?" "LAN asked nonchalantly.
Silence.
"Then let's go together. It saves time." LAN made the decision directly, "Then I won't be polite. Defensive techniques!" It was an auxiliary defense, but to everyone 's surprise, it was added to the opponent! Could it be that LAN has gone crazy? !
But his opponents don't think so. The principle of defense is to wrap the body with elements in a membrane that reduces damage, similar to armor, to protect the body. But what is it like for a big guy to wear an inappropriate small armor? It's like an adult wearing baby clothes. It's a small matter if the clothes burst, but the fear is that the clothes are too loose and won't burst. Suffocating to the point of being unable to breathe, and this is the feeling of these warriors who have been fitted with defence skills!
Defensive spells are not affected by the fighting spirit, that is to say, this is an indestructible garment. This time, however, the defensive spell was imposed on a circle of people around LAN. The people behind did not understand why the people in front did not attack, but they did not know that they had some suffering that could not be expressed. The restraint spell could still be broken by fighting energy, but the defensive spell they could do nothing. Their bodies were strangled tightly and they could not move at all.
It was not until there were countless bleeding spots on the surface of the skin that LAN let them go, and immediately several warriors fell to the ground, exhausted.
Defence can be used like this? Isn't the priest profession just too terrifying? !
"It's nothing..." Because of the bad mood, the tone is naturally not good. "What are we going to do next?" It seems like I'm lost in thought.
Knowing that LAN could no longer be given a chance to cast a spell, the six warriors rushed forward at full speed and brandished the knives in their hands.
All of them were high-ranking warriors, and the lowest was at level eighteen. The speed could be imagined, and many girls had already turned their faces to know that mages were not suitable for close combat. They really couldn't bear to see LAN dismembered.
"Pretty fast, just a bit inaccurate." LAN's voice made the girls turn their heads back, unharmed? ! Is he really a mage? ! This is the question that lingers in the minds of most people.
Alex watched the duel in the arena with tension and excitement. Even the dean stretched his neck. He would not forget the fact that the two students who had come to apply for expulsion today were LAN's companions. The fourteenth-level warrior, Gasha, had shown the sign of the Temple of Light. Of course he could not let her go. As for the girl named Anastalia, He had shown him the power of the level 25 warrior and the Level 22 Priestess of Light, and he had no choice but to let her go, level 25! There are definitely no more than a hundred human level 25 warriors in this world! He himself is only at level 24!
"Though the fighting spirit is pitifully scarce, it's still passable." As he spoke, LAN's fingertips slipped past a warrior who was close to him, and the warrior immediately stood still, and a moment later, with a face full of horror, knelt down. The next few did the same.
The looks in the eyes of the crowd changed as the duel went on. One defensive spell brought down eight, and a few missed passes brought down six. This was definitely not a coincidence, nor was it luck!
The participants became more and more solemn, this was a dangerous mission! They keep saying they will teach him a lesson, and perhaps they themselves will be taught a lesson!
Those who were standing a little further to the left front and right front of LAN came together, exchanged a few words, and then dispersed the people surrounding LAN.
"Are you not fighting anymore?" LAN looked at the two men standing in front of him and asked with a lack of interest. He had already guessed their identities.
"We..." The big young man looked at the young man in the mage's robe beside him and said very solemnly, "I am the chief of the combat training class, and the one beside me is the chief of the magic training class. We heard from our classmates that you live on the top floor of that one, so we want to have a sparring with you."
"So the lesson is meant to be a sparring, I misunderstood your intentions." LAN looked very sorry, but with the tone of his voice, he was as sarcastic as he could be.
"Uh..." The two men opposite were clearly embarrassed. "We just wanted to follow and have a look, just have a look, mainly because the guys down there said you stole their girlfriends, so they came to teach you a lesson."
This time it was LAN's turn to be confused. "Their girlfriends?" It's not Anita, is it? !"
The two looked at each other. "It seems to be this name..." The advanced class and the regular department are separate, so naturally they don't know each other well.
"Anne was brought by LAN!" The girls in the stands immediately launched a verbal offensive, "It's not shameful to call someone else's girlfriend your own. If you want to snatch LAN's girlfriend, they must have taken her!"
The more you talk, the more awkward it gets... If I had known, I wouldn't have come into this mess... How could I see people in the future... Looking at the two people in front of him who were blushing so much that they wished they could find a hole to drill, LAN got interested again. Let's have a sparring, if you want a beating, just say it... He raised his hand to make a stop, and the sparrows in the stands fell silent at once. LAN knew that these girls were saying those words exactly in response to his request, "Please get along well with Anita."
"Let's have a sparring match. Is it one-on-one?" Or two against one?" "LAN Huan asked, with his arms crossed. If he had known it would be so troublesome to drop out two days later, he would rather not go to the school library to look for materials. Although it was a bit more formalities to enter the public library, he wouldn't be bothered. But if it made him unhappy, he would have to compensate, wouldn't he? !
"One-on-one. After all, we are the chief." The short mage finally spoke, and made eye contact with the battle chief beside him. "I'll go first!" As he spoke, the warrior had retreated to the edge of the field. "Let me introduce myself again. I'm the chief of the Magic training class, Kasuda, a twenty-second elemental mage, skilled in both wind and fire."
"LAN, Level 12 Light Priest, that's the temple rating."
Twelve levels of Light Sacrifice? This rank seems a bit low, Kashuda thought to himself, but the other person really doesn't seem to have much magic.
"You can start now." Kashuda said that he intended to have LAN attack first, but he didn't expect LAN to make a "first" gesture to him. He was ten levels above him, and even if he had strong magic control ability, he must be a bit arrogant in the plane!
"Glory of fire, wings of wind..." As soon as he began to recite the spell, Kasuda regretted it. The other was just a first-year student. He had no need to release his strongest wind flame spell at the very beginning. It was his limit. If he wasn't careful, he might hurt others, and if he was hit headfirst, it could be fatal!
A blue light flashed in front of LAN, and it turned out to be an absolute beginner ice wall!
"Get out of it!" As soon as the magic was cast, Kashida shouted loudly. Though it was a single magic, it was a magic that would automatically track. Even if you wanted to dodge, you might not be able to dodge off!
When the Wind Flame spell broke through the ice wall, LAN was a little surprised, but the same surprise appeared on Kashuta's face, and he could sense that the spell was weakened a lot, but the surprise turned to anxiety in an instant, because LAN didn't move at all, and he could only pray that LAN wouldn't lose his life because of this.
Astonishment flashed in LAN's eyes, as if he had made up his mind and reached out to draw a strange arc in the air, five visible glowing red threads met the wind Flame Spell, and these five threads split once again as they moved, becoming ten.
Frowning, a water wall was erected in front of LAN.
The wind flames hit ten red lines. In an instant, it was cut into eleven pieces, flying in all directions. The remnants of magic hit LAN's water wall and instantly turned into smoke, while the red threads had long vanished.
Kasuda opened his mouth in astonishment. He had no idea what the red thread was, that it could cut even magic, and that LAN had not recited any spell from beginning to end. Although he could cast low-level spells in an instant, the ice wall he cast was not compact enough to weaken the power of his wind flame spell.
LAN didn't seem very happy. It wasn't that he seemed happy, but that he was indeed not. Those red lines were not skills that humans could use! Who knows how powerful the wind Flame technique of a level twenty-two mage is, though his magic power can be used infinitely, but the total amount he can use each time is just a little bit, and the ice wall made with all his magic power is broken. What else can he use? !
But, seeing the other's apologetic look, LAN couldn't get angry either. "It's my turn." As he spoke, countless rock spikes emerged from the ground, and Kasuda frantically tried to avoid them in horror, but ended up hanging in the air in tattered clothes. Generally speaking, a forest of rock spikes does not rise so fast.
Looking at Kashuda raising his hand to admit defeat, LAN's mood improved. "This isn't a forest of rock spikes," he knew Kashuda's confusion. "I'm just constantly firing rock spikes."
Kashuda was stunned for a moment, yes! The spikes in the forest of rock spikes are the rhythm of magic itself, but if you keep shooting rock spikes, then the rhythm is in the hands of the mage himself!
It turns out magic can be used this way!
Before Kashuda came down, the chief of battle stood before LAN. "Orfel, twenty-second level warrior, you don't need to introduce yourself any more. I just heard it."
LAN nodded, and the silver longbow was already in his hand. "This is a magic bow, so be careful."
Magic bow? With a flash of lightning, Orfel immediately began to move and fight the archer. Distance represents everything, but unfortunately, he was fast, but LAN was even faster!
Since no arrow is needed, LAN only needs to draw the string, and the speed of firing is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary bows and arrows.
Every time Orfel was about to reach the direction of attack, he was forced to change direction by the deep blue current. Although he could push the arrows away, the current would paralyze him even if it brushed against his skin. LAN released the arrows and moved his steps unhurriedly, clearly not having exerted all his strength.
Three of the blue currents rushed straight ahead, and the instinctive sense of crisis pushed Orfel further backward, the arena ground burst out, the power of the three arrows hitting one point of attack was not as simple as adding up, and the rhythm of the three arrows firing in succession was much faster than before.
"If you can't catch up with me, there's no need to compete anymore." LAN could even be sure that Orfel was now paralyzed all over his body, though he could move, his combat ability and reaction were greatly affected.
"Come closer, I'll try it." It seems that Orfel has a trick up his sleeve too, "but once he does, I can't guarantee your safety, so if you can't catch it, be sure to get out of the way."
LAN nodded, but in the next moment, he was already within Orfel's range of attack!
Shrink the ground to a foot!
Orfel's hands were already covered with black armor at some point, and steel punches emerged from the gaps in the armor on the backs of his hands!
Turning the long bow in their hands, the bowstring met them. At a moment of contact, they parted immediately. The air was filled with the crisp sound of metal rubbing against each other. Both of them took a step back, as if neither of them had gained an advantage.
But Orfel knew that he had lost, that all the fighting energy he had released had been blown back into his body, that his coat had been completely reduced to ashes, not to mention the upright hair that had been electrocuted, while LAN looked unharmed except for a slight tremor at first contact.
LAN calmly reattached the dislocated elbow of his left hand, finding it so difficult to deal with a level twenty-two warrior or mage, it seemed that he needed to enhance his strength.
"I admit defeat." Orfel could see Ran's left hand dislocated too, but what could he do? Now it was hard for him to speak a word, let alone move, and it was good that he didn't spit blood on the spot.