"Excuse me …" Lin Li pretended to be modest, but the recitation of the spell did not stop. While using the protection of the Lightning Protection Field to withstand the bombardment of the Cloud Storm, he insidiously released a Wall of Fire at Macklin's feet, forcing the old man to interrupt the spell and take a few steps back. Taking advantage of this time, Lin Li's Mana Retroaction had been completed …
"…" Macklin was so angry that he almost vomited blood when his spell was interrupted halfway. This was simply an unexpected failure. He had misjudged the strength of this kid at the beginning, which led to one wrong move after another. From the beginning when he used the lightning protection field to withstand the Cloud Storm, he had been in a passive situation, and it was difficult to reverse it.
That was how a battle between mages was. The slightest mistake could change the outcome of the battle.
Under normal circumstances, Macklin might not feel so uncomfortable. After all, he was a figure close to the Legendary-realm. Even if there were some small mistakes occasionally, he could make up for it with his powerful strength. But now he did not have this opportunity. His strength had been suppressed to level-15, and he could not even use a level-16 Flame Shield. Strictly speaking, Macklin now was not much stronger than an Archmage who had just broken through level-15, except for a deeper understanding of the rules and a more skillful use of power.
The severe pain caused by the mana backlash made Macklin frown, and the power shown by the opponent made him secretly shocked. He had already felt that this was definitely not the power that a Magic Shooter should have. No matter how talented this kid was, it was impossible to have such power at the Magic Shooter level.
"Damn it … Archmage, an Archmage less than 20 years old …" Macklin almost went crazy on the spot. What was the concept of an Archmage less than 20 years old? Even during the Dark Age, the race that thought it was the most perfect under the starry sky did not have such a genius.
On the other hand, there was a genius among the humans who were not as talented in magic as the High Elves. However, his name was Geresco, and he was the God of Mages who defeated the entire Magic Legion single-handedly. In the legends of any race, he was like a demon god. Even human mages had to admit that a person like Geresco should not appear on the earth. His power could only be compared to that of a true god.
Fortunately, there was only one Geresco …
When Macklin desperately supported the Elemental Shield, his hands were trembling with excitement. He was a mage who was close to the Legendary-level. How could he not know what the power that Lin Li had displayed meant? Moreover, this kind of power was not innate, but grew step by step. Macklin remembered very clearly that a month ago, this kid was only a level-12 Magic Shooter. Macklin even saw him break through from level-12 to level-13 with his own eyes.
Yet, in just a month's time, this young mage already possessed the power of an Archmage …
Macklin's hands trembled slightly. He had a vague feeling in his heart that perhaps this battle today would herald the birth of another God of Mages …
At the same time, Lin Li's attacks were becoming sharper. Except for the Flaming Storm whose recitation time was compressed to the limit, almost all of his attacks were made up of instantaneous magic. These instantaneous magic spells that Macklin usually did not even bother to look at were unusually terrifying at this time. Almost every attack would weaken the Elemental Shield a little. A large number of instantaneous magic spells formed a huge Elemental Net in the hall. It was like a huge boulder that pressed down on Macklin until he could not breathe.
The difficulty of this battle had far exceeded Macklin's imagination.
He had never felt so aggrieved before. The feeling of having power but not being able to exert it almost drove him crazy.
Whether it was strength or skill, he had an overwhelming advantage. In terms of experience, that young kid could not even catch up to him.
But because of his momentary mistake, he had put the entire battle in a passive position.
So much so that a dignified level-18 Archmage had to struggle for a little breather in front of a young kid …
Mason and Orrin, who were at the side, were completely dumbfounded.
They could not believe what they had seen. Both of them rubbed their eyes almost at the same time, desperately trying to see more clearly.
"Did I see it wrong … Is that really Felic?" Mason was dumbfounded. Both his eyes were a little blank. When he looked at the two men in battle, it was as if he had seen a mouse climbing an elephant.
"No." Orrin's face was a little pale. He had never thought that his roommate would be so strong.
What was Macklin's strength? He was a figure close to the Legendary-realm. In the entire Alanna Guild of Magic, only President Aldwin was slightly stronger than him. In the eyes of trial mages like Orrin and Mason, Macklin's strength had reached an unimaginable level. Even a small finger could easily crush them to death.
As for a challenge, they did not even think about it …
But now, not only was Macklin being challenged, but he also seemed to be at a disadvantage.
To Mason and Orrin, it was like a dream …
Although Macklin had said at the beginning of the battle that he would suppress his strength to level-15, even level-15 strength was not something that young mages like Mason and Orrin could imagine.
However, even the power of level-15 was not something that a young mage like Mason and Orrin could imagine. It was a power that only an Archmage possessed, and it was in Macklin's hands. With his casting skills and combat experience, how could an ordinary Archmage compare to him?
"I think I must be asleep …"
"…"
While Orrin and Mason were dumbfounded, there was a complete uproar in the Guild of Magic.
Through the 12 Warlock's Eyes at the top of the arena, every detail of the battle between the two men was transmitted and clearly reflected in every mage's crystal ball.
In the Alanna Guild of Magic, Macklin was second only to Aldwin. No one knew when the old man had last fought in person. When the four of them walked into the arena, at least half of the mages in the Alanna Guild of Magic were guessing what those young men were doing, and why Macklin had brought them into the arena personally.
As for those who were well-informed, they had already perked up because they knew that these young people were Macklin's trial apprentices. Since Macklin had personally brought them into the arena, he was definitely going to give them some pointers in magic.
Such an opportunity did not come by often.
Even Aldwin, the president of the Guild of Magic, sat in front of the crystal ball with a smile on his face. Sitting opposite him was the Archmage Darian, who had a complicated look on his face. It was true that Macklin had not fought for a long time. His strength had long been an unknown secret within the Guild of Magic, so much so that even President Aldwin wanted to see how strong the most powerful Magic Shooter was now.
When the Thunderstorm was released, almost everyone subconsciously cursed. Macklin, this old fellow, was really unkind …
He was just giving pointers to the young apprentices. Did he have to make it so exaggerated? He actually used the Cloud Storm as soon as he came up. Wasn't it obvious that he wanted to end the battle in an instant?
But then, their eyes widened.
Because they suddenly saw that the so-called young apprentice had actually put up a Lightning Protection Field while releasing an Elemental Shield. With the protection of these two magic spells, the powerful Cloud Storm did not affect his recitation at all.
This detail was too crucial. In a battle between two mages of the same level, it was actually a competition of who could recite better, who could recite faster, and who could recite more completely, and who could win the final victory.
There was no doubt that the young apprentice's recitation was fast and complete.
So …
Macklin fell into the Wall of Fire without any suspense.
When Macklin had to interrupt the recitation and retreat in a hurry, some mages watching through the crystal ball could not help but frown. Macklin's disadvantage was too great. He had interrupted the casting before the Mana Retroaction, which meant that if the other party wanted to, he could interrupt him again at any time.
What was the concept of being forced to interrupt the casting twice in a battle? If it were a battle between mages of the same level, only these two opportunities were enough to determine the outcome of the battle.
But fortunately, Macklin was strong after all. Even if he only used the power of level-15, it was more than enough to deal with a young apprentice.
So, although they were frowning, none of the mages were worried about Macklin.
To them, the outcome of this battle was already predetermined. No matter how great the young apprentice's advantage was, no matter how hard he struggled, it was just an interlude. As long as Macklin wanted to, he could use his power to end this battle at any time.
But soon, they found that they had guessed wrong again …
The battle was still going on. The young apprentice had indeed completely gained the upper hand with a Mana Retroaction as everyone had guessed, but Macklin could not use the power of level-15 to reverse the disadvantage. And it seemed that as time went by, this disadvantage was getting bigger and bigger …
Gradually, the mages around the crystal ball began to understand …
The young man who was beating up Macklin was not an apprentice at all, but a real Archmage!
"Oh my God …" A cry of surprise came from the Alanna Guild of Magic almost at the same time.
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