Looking at the surprised look in Old Grimm's eyes, Gerian couldn't help snickering secretly. His thoughts were more or less dark. It seemed that it was not a shameful thing for me to be scared by this freak. Look … I'm not the only one who was scared. Now even a legendary mage is scared …
"Stop!" When Lin Li had released as many as three to four hundred wind blades, Old Grimm finally couldn't help calling for a pause. "President Gerian, can you tell me what was the mana output time when Felic went through the level certification?"
"This …" Gerian hesitated for a moment, and leaned towards Old Grimm's ear wretchedly. "Twenty-eight minutes …"
"What!?" Old Grimm almost jumped up when he heard that.
His current expression was no different from Gerian's. He looked at Lin Li as if he was looking at a monster. In the face of such a freak with infinite mana, whether it was an Archmage or a legendary mage, there was no difference. In fact, they had no idea that the thing they were lamenting now was something Andoine had lamented many times when they were on the Sunset Mountains …
Old Grimm was a little hesitant. He had wanted to find the source of the problem from the strength of the mana, but now it seemed that Lin Li had infinite mana. It was destined to be the wrong direction to think of a solution from this.
"Actually, I think what Felic lacks the most now is actual combat."
Gerian's words stunned both of them. Lin Li thought about it, and it seemed to be the case. When he was in the Sunset Mountains, he would face different magical beasts every day, from level-four to level-eight, from Manticores to Wyverns. He was struggling on the line of life and death almost every day. In the midst of this struggle, his magic level advanced by leaps and bounds. From an apprentice to a level-eight mage, it seemed to be just a matter of the blink of an eye, and there was no hindrance at all.
Later, when he came to Jarrosus City, he had better learning conditions, but the time he had to use magic suddenly decreased. The number of real battles he had with others was even less — only three and a half times in total, and he had an absolute advantage in three of them. The only time he couldn't beat was the battle of pure mental strength with Old Merlin. But in that battle, neither of them used magic, so strictly speaking, it could only be counted as half a time …
At the same time, Lin Li's magic level suddenly showed a tendency to stagnate. If it weren't for the battle between the two Magic Shooters that benefited him a lot, he was probably still stuck at the level of a level-eight mage.
Magic was a strange thing …
Having a huge amount of magic power and mastering a large number of incantations did not mean that one would have a stronger combat power. Many things could only be explored in actual combat, just like pharmaceutics. Mastering a large number of formulas did not necessarily mean that one was a master potion maker. It was very likely that one would not even be able to concoct a bottle of Sobriety Potion.
"President Gerian, you're right. How about this … Since I have nothing else these days, why don't I help you to gain some actual combat experience? Let me help.
"This … isn't it inappropriate?" Lin Li scratched his head and hesitated. "You're a legendary mage. Wouldn't it be courting death for me to fight with you?"
"You don't have to worry about this. I'll only use the strength of a Magic Shooter, and my magic will never exceed level-ten."
Gerian, who was at the side, was extremely anxious and kept giving him hints with his eyes. This little bastard was really infuriating. A legendary mage was deliberately suppressing his strength to give pointers, and he was still hesitating there. If it were me, I would have pounced on him …
"Alright …" Lin Li nodded and took a few steps back.
"Wait!" At this time, Old Grimm suddenly called for a pause. "This habit of yours is very bad."
Lin Li was just about to add the Ice Armor Spell on himself when he heard Old Grimm's "wait". He was stunned and asked, "What habit?"
"The habit of taking a few steps back before casting a spell." Old Grimm pointed to where he had been standing. "When you released the icicles just now, you took a few steps back like this when preparing to cast a spell. This habit is quite bad. Mages are not archers. They don't need to deliberately keep a distance, and they don't need to use the environment to win the battle. A real mage can control the rhythm of the battle in an instant at any distance and any environment. What we use is always our own strength!"
Lin Li listened quietly. He knew that this was indeed his shortcoming. His life as a hunter in the Endless World had brought him a good sense of rhythm, but at the same time, it had brought many deep-rooted bad habits.
For example, the habit of taking a few steps back before a battle.
For example, the habit of adding the Hastening Spell to himself and using the Delaying Spell to affect the enemy in order to maintain the advantage of speed.
For example, too much emphasis on the distance between the enemy and himself.
All of these … were unnecessary for a mage.
"You have to remember that there are only two rhythms in a mage's battle: control and outburst."
"I'll keep that in mind …" Lin Li nodded thoughtfully. At the same time, a wind blade had torn through the air. This time, he did not take half a step back.
"Hehe, you're a fast learner." Old Grimm could only use the strength of a Magic Shooter. It was no longer possible to block the wind blade with just the release of mana like before. But the old man's expression was still unhurried. Almost at the same time as the wind blade whistled, an Ice Armor Spell had been summoned.
The wind blades cut through the sparkling and translucent ice, emitting an ear-piercing sound.
Old Grimm's counterattack was very different from Lin Li's. Under the protection of the Frost Shield, the old man began to recite a spell in a low voice. The speed at which he recited the spell was not too fast. To some extent, it was even slower than Lin Li's. But it always gave people a sense of proficiency and fluency, without any pause in the middle. When the last part of the spell fell, seven Arcane Missiles had condensed and formed.
With a wave of Old Grimm's staff, seven Arcane Missiles shot at Lin Li at the same time.
In an instant, the Ice Armor was broken. Even the Elemental Shield that had just been put up was only left with a thin layer. It would only take one spell from Old Grimm to break it completely.
Barely maintaining the operation of the Elemental Shield, Lin Li's expression did not show a trace of panic. First, he interrupted the rhythm of Old Grimm's casting with a Mana Retroaction. At the same time, he began to recite the spell of Delirium, hoping to drag the battle into a pure mental strength contest.
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