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Chapter 209

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Macklin was stunned. "Who are you trying to fool?"

"This is a secret …" Lin Li smiled, and did not continue the topic. He only said smilingly, "Anyway, don't worry, I really didn't mean to let you win."

"Really?" Macklin looked at him doubtfully, and finally chose to believe this statement. After all, he really could not think of any other reason for Lin Li to go easy on him. Was it to save his face? What a joke … Macklin knew this kid too well. With his character, he would never do such a kind thing.

"Of course it's true!" Lin Li said with a serious face.

"Forget it, it's useless to ask you." Macklin stared at him for a long time, and finally shook his head. He gave up the intention to continue asking. Anyway, nothing that came out of this kid's mouth was true. Even if he said that the sun rose from the east, he was most likely thinking about how to make the sun go to the west.

Damn it, none of the mages from Jarrosus are good people!

Macklin cursed in his heart. When he looked at Mason and Orrin again, his eyes were like a big bad wolf staring at a little white rabbit.

"You … What are you doing!" Mason felt a little guilty under Macklin's gaze.

"Kid, I heard that you seem to have broken through to the realm of a Magic Shooter?" Macklin had a kind smile on his face, and he really looked like a kind elder. "Not bad, young man. You're much better than your disappointing uncle, Morris."

"You flatter me, you flatter me. It's all because of your teachings …" Mason was flattered by Macklin's praise, so much so that even a shameless person like him could not help but say a few humble words. However, even though he said those humble words, he could not hide the proud smile on his face.

"Yes, I think so too." Macklin nodded, and said shamelessly, "It seems that I'm a good mentor. How about this, Magic Shooter Mason? Since it's still early today, how about I give you some pointers?"

"…" The smile on Mason's face froze. He really wanted to slap his own face now. Who asked you to talk nonsense and flatter me? Now you've caused trouble …

Damn it, I'm done for …

This old fellow had just suffered a great loss at the hands of Felic. If he were to fall into his hands, wouldn't he be able to vent to his heart's content?

Mason really wanted to die now. He was not a monster like Felic. Falling into Macklin's hands would be a naked torture. Moreover, the old man was in a fit of rage. He would be lucky if he could survive the torture …

"What?" Seeing Mason dilly-dallying, Macklin was a bit annoyed. "High Mage Mason, do you think I'm not qualified to guide you?"

"No, no, no …" The old fellow's words almost scared the wits out of Mason. That was the strongest Archmage. Even if Mason was given a hundred guts, he would not dare to say that the old man was not qualified to guide him …

Mason was anxious. He couldn't be bothered to think about how badly he would be tortured. He braced himself and walked over.

"I'll definitely guide you well …" Macklin said through gritted teeth.

"…"

This was a battle without any suspense. Even though Macklin had once again suppressed his own strength, it was still effortless to deal with Mason. He only used a Mana Retroaction to completely control the rhythm of the entire battle. If he wanted to, he could easily put Mason down at any time.

But with the old fellow's dark mentality, how could he bear to end it so quickly?

Again and again, he tortured and ravaged Mason again and again. Every time, he would stop just as Mason was about to be defeated. This kind of cat-and-mouse game was extremely childish, but the old Macklin was having a lot of fun playing it.

Not to mention the devastated Mason, even the two spectators at the side could not help but doze off.

Lin Li took a few glances, and lost interest in this cat and mouse game.

So much so that in the end, he did not pay attention to what the two boring fellows, one old and one young, were doing. Because all his thoughts were on the previous battle. For a person of Macklin's level, once he was forced to use all his abilities, it was undoubtedly a rather terrifying thing. Every detail and every skill was worth Lin Li's serious study.

The whole process of the battle flashed in Lin Li's mind over and over again. Every time they cast a spell, he would break it down and compare it repeatedly. Almost every time he compared it, Lin Li would be amazed by Macklin's strength. This old fellow was indeed a figure who was close to the Legendary-level. The skills he showed in this battle could be described as perfect. If he hadn't made a huge mistake at the beginning, and if Lin Li's mental strength wasn't different from ordinary people, he would have most likely been the one who lost.

How could dozens of years of accumulated experience be explained in a single sentence? An old monster like Macklin cast spells purely based on instinct. He did not need to think or weigh the pros and cons at all. All he had to do was control his mana. As for what magic he should release, perhaps even Macklin himself did not think about it. It was purely a subconscious action.

Doing the most appropriate thing at the most appropriate time.

This was Lin Li's summary of the previous battle.

For a mage, this was probably the most ideal state.

Lin Li knew that he was still quite a distance away from this state.

In the eyes of outsiders, Lin Li's spellcasting speed was not slower than Macklin's, and his response to various situations was equally reasonable. In fact, he could even release some unconstrained and wonderful moves most of the time. That kind of battle style that was full of entertainment made the hundreds of mages in the guild hall exclaim in satisfaction.

However, perhaps only Lin Li himself knew that the reason he could reach such a level was purely because of his mental strength that was far beyond that of ordinary people.

It was precisely because he had the support of that insane mental strength that he was able to take the risk of the bite of magic power and compress the recitation time as much as possible. Only then could he divert at least half of his attention to analyze every change in the battle and think of the most suitable way to deal with it.

One was interesting, while the other was unintentional. After comparing the two, it was naturally obvious who was superior.

However, Lin Li was not discouraged, because he knew that he would be able to reach that near-ideal state one day.

It was actually not difficult to achieve this state. In summary, it was nothing more than "repetition". Through repeated practice and repeated battles, and through countless repetitions, magic would become a habit and an instinct.

Lin Li was not unfamiliar with this feeling.

Just like the various professions that he was proficient in, once they reached a certain level, they would naturally become an instinct. For example, pharmaceutics. Lin Li had not sorted out the formulas that he had mastered for a long time. He even forgot how many formulas he had mastered. However, once he started to formulate potions, he could clearly know how many herbs to use and how high the temperature to use. Most of the time, it was like this. He did not need to think at all. He just needed to stretch his hand into the Ring of Endless Storm, and the herbs needed for a bottle of potion would appear.

Not only for potions, but also for forging and alchemy with inscriptions.

This was probably the so-called skill nearing the path …

He had to admit that the benefits that this battle brought to Lin Li had far exceeded his expectations. This benefit could not directly increase his strength, but it could point Lin Li in the right direction.

"Boom!" Suddenly, there was a muffled sound. Lin Li looked up with some confusion, and suddenly realized that Macklin's guidance … or rather, abuse of Mason had ended.

The old fellow was indeed very bored. After playing the game of cat and mouse, he still refused to let Mason go. In the end, he actually used the Mud Spell and Blind to end the battle, causing Mason to be thrown around in the mud while cursing out loud …

"…" Lin Li rolled his eyes. This old fellow was really too bored.

At this time, Orrin suddenly asked, "Oh yes, Felic, didn't you say you were going to the Omniscient Tower?"

"When did I …" Lin Li was confused. He thought, When did I say I was going to the Omniscient Tower? But when he was halfway through his sentence, he suddenly understood. He hurriedly swallowed the second half of his sentence, and changed his words. "Yes, yes, yes. How is it? Are you free?"

"I have nothing to do anyway. I'll go with you this once."

"Then let's go together."

The two of them lied with a serious face. Even Mason, who was in a state of blindness, could not bear to listen to it. "Hey, you two, wait for me!"

"Hurry up and scram …" After a round of abuse, Macklin's mood finally improved a little. He released a Dispel Spell to remove Mason's state of blindness, and said to Lin Li, "But don't forget, you have to go to the Pharmacists Guild the day after tomorrow."

"Got it …" Lin Li nodded. Even if Macklin did not remind him, he would remember this matter. He had long heard of the Pharmacists Guild. This time, he finally had a chance to take a look. How could he easily let go of this opportunity?

When the three of them came out of the arena, they found that the hall was already full of people.

"What's going on …" Lin Li was shocked. He clearly remembered that when he entered, there were only a few dozen people in the hall. How did a few hundred people squeeze in in the blink of an eye?

"I guess they most likely want to see who killed the old fellow …" Mason whispered at the side.

"Yes." Orrin nodded. It was rare for him to agree with Mason.

"It can't be …" Lin Li swallowed his saliva, feeling a little guilty.

Then, he realized that Mason was indeed right.

Just as Lin Li stepped out of the door, all kinds of gazes fell on him. Some were envious, some were impressed, some were doubtful, and some were speculating. There were even people pointing at him and whispering. A series of buzzing sounds entered Lin Li's ears, making him feel like a tiger in the zoo, being criticized by a group of tourists.

To be honest, this feeling was very unpleasant …

But even though he was unhappy, there was nothing Lin Li could do about it.

They just wanted to take a look. They could not possibly cover their heads and not let others see, could they?

"Excuse me …" The only thing Lin Li could do was to bury his head and squeeze a path through the crowd with difficulty.

Fortunately, the crowd was still cooperative.

When Lin Li walked over, the crowd consciously separated into two sides, making a path for him.

But at the same time, the discussion about Lin Li did not stop. Although the voices were very soft, the whispers of hundreds of people instantly turned the quiet hall into a bustling market.

After escaping with great difficulty, Lin Li found that the attention he received did not decrease at all. Along the way to the guild hall, every mage Lin Li met seemed to always cast a strange look at him.

"Did you see that? This is Felic from Jarrosus."

"So he is Felic. I seem to have heard that he even defeated Mr Macklin. Is that true?"

"Of course it's true. Don't be fooled by his normal appearance now. I heard that when he was fighting with Mr Macklin, he grew three heads and recited spells at the same time. His eight arms held eight staffs respectively. Otherwise, how do you think he defeated Mr Macklin at such a young age!"

"Ah, three heads and eight arms. Isn't that Naga?"

"Yes, this is a guild secret. You must not leak it out …"

"So that's how it is …"

When such discussions entered Lin Li's ears, he really did not know whether to cry or laugh.

"Seems like I can't go to the Omniscient Tower …" The three of them walked all the way to the guild hall. Lin Li did not intend to go to the Omniscient Tower. Even if he used his knees to think, he should know that the Omniscient Tower must be talking about his three heads and eight arms now. Going there at this time was simply asking for trouble.

"Why don't you go out and hide first? Come back when the limelight is over. Anyway, it's not like you don't know that this group of guys is like this. Holing up in the guild every day, they've long been bored to the point of being sick. Once there's a little movement, it'll spread like wildfire. Just like that idiot Matthias last time …"

Mason stopped halfway through his sentence because he suddenly saw that the idiot he was talking about was walking towards the guild hall from afar.

Matthias had actually seen them long ago. He had not left the Guild of Magic all day. How could he not know about the battle between Lin Li and Macklin?

But compared to the other mages, he was much more surprised.

From his point of view, the guy who was fighting with Macklin should not be here at all.

When the scene came from the crystal ball, Matthias was completely stunned.

He could not understand how this damned Jarrosus country bumpkin could still appear in the guild. Didn't he already let Argus go to the Fire Plume Ridge? That was a real Archmage, and it was more than enough to deal with 10 trial apprentices.

Could it be that even Argus could not kill him? Matthias was a little flustered …

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