The fireball grew bigger and bigger in Nian Bing's hands. Gradually, it exceeded two feet in size. The surging fire elements kept making popping sounds. Nian Bing had already raised it above his head, and the heat around his body was continuously increasing.
The Fireball spell was only a tier-2 spell. For a Sorcerer, this spell didn't require any incantations. However, what Nian Bing was condensing now was no longer a simple tier-2 spell. Using a low-tiered spell to condense a high-tiered spell required magic power. This was what Prince Rong meant by simplifying the complicated into the simple. Since Prince Rong wanted to test it, then he would test it with pure magic power.
When the fireball's size increased to three feet, it stopped increasing. The Fireball spell itself was a very stable low-tiered spell. However, Nian Bing used this spell to condense such a large amount of fire elements. How could it be stable? No one would doubt that this huge fireball with a diameter of three feet could explode at any time. However, what Nian Bing did next gave Prince Rong a fright.
The huge red fireball gradually changed under Nian Bing's control. It didn't continue to grow, but instead started to shrink. The first thing to shrink was the circle of flames on the outside. The originally radiant fireball suddenly became much dimmer, and the entire fireball turned from red to dark red.
Prince Rong made a sound of surprise. He was surprised to find that Nian Bing's blue eyes were now covered with a layer of white light. As an archmage, he naturally knew that this was a situation that could only occur when one's mental strength reached a certain level. A trace of a smile appeared on Prince Rong's face as he muttered to himself,
"Kid, looks like I still underestimated you. Your mental strength is actually so strong. "
Yes, what Nian Bing was using now was his enormous mental strength. The fireball was indeed very unstable after becoming huge, but he was using his mental strength to compress this fireball. It could be seen how greedy he was with his mental strength. His many days of cultivation weren't wasted. Whether it was his magical power or mental strength, he had made considerable progress.
After the dark red fireball changed color, it started to compress. Every time it was compressed, the fireball would pause for a moment before continuing to compress. The white light in Nian Bing's eyes became stronger and stronger. His mental strength had been raised to the limit. What he had to do was no longer just compress the fireball. At the same time, he had to effectively control the fire elements within the fireball. He even had to arrange the arrangement of the fire elements. Otherwise, once this huge fireball exploded, the first unlucky one would be himself.
The fireball continued to shrink. Nian Bing was very greedy for himself. At this moment, he wasn't only to deal with the test in front of him. In the depths of his heart, there was a faint desire to win. He wanted to show this grandfather, who had been strict with him and his father, that he wasn't a good-for-nothing.
When the huge fireball shrunk from three feet to two feet, the color of the fireball changed again. On the surface of the dark red fireball, a layer of dark blue flames appeared. The flames were very small, but they clearly existed. The space within ten feet of Nian Bing's body had already become somewhat distorted due to the high temperature. The continuously shrinking fireball of Nian Bing was gradually turning blue.
Prince Rong looked at Nian Bing in shock. He still wasn't stopping? Was he going to continue compressing? Could it be that his mental strength had already reached the level of an archmage? At this moment, he suddenly realized a problem. He no longer just watched, but began to silently chant an incantation. After all, facing such a huge fireball of unknown power, even a strong person like a prince didn't dare to underestimate it.
Finally, the fireball completely turned blue. Looking at the blue fireball in his hand, even Nian Bing found it hard to believe. However, he knew that this was all his mental strength could do. The fireball had shrunk from three feet to one foot in diameter. With such a large amount of fire elemental essence condensed, if he continued to compress it, he was afraid that his mental strength wouldn't be able to withstand it.
"Grandfather, you have to be careful," Nian Bing reminded Prince Rong as the fireball flew out of his hand.
The fireball didn't attack in a straight line. Instead, it drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell towards Prince Rong's head.
Prince Rong's eyes shone brightly. His incantation seemed to have been completed. The flames around his body turned from red to dark blue in an instant. The flames quickly condensed before the fireball arrived. With a dragon's roar, it actually turned into a blue flame dragon that was ten feet long. It met Nianbing's compressed fireball head-on.
Of course, Prince Rong's magic wasn't finished yet. As one of the top fire magicians on the continent and the first Grand Tutor of the Huarong Empire, how could his strength only be this much? When the first blue flame dragon rushed towards the compressed fireball, the second flame dragon also quickly condensed. At the same time, the blue flames formed a blue flame barrier around his body, isolating him from the outside world. The second flame dragon flew up and met the fireball from another direction. However, its speed was much faster. When the first flame dragon was about to come into contact with the fireball, the second flame dragon arrived at the same time.
Of course, Nian Bing didn't want the fireball that he had painstakingly condensed to be destroyed just like that. He immediately reacted. The fireball that was originally flying forward in an arc suddenly plummeted towards the ground as if it was falling. The two fire dragons quickly chased after it. Just as the fireball was about to hit the ground, it suddenly flew forward while sticking close to the ground. It swayed to the left and right to lure the two fire dragons away. Then, it suddenly accelerated and flew towards Prince Rong.
Prince Rong praised: "Good, you're indeed my grandson. Let's have a good show of two dragons fighting for a pearl." As he said that, his right hand moved slightly in the air. Nian Bing saw a strange scene. One of the two flame dragons suddenly expanded to its limit, almost filling one-third of the entire hall and enveloping Nian Bing's fireball, while the other flame dragon directly rushed into the body of the first flame dragon. Before Nian Bing could react, it had already caught up with his fireball.
It was already too late to break free. However, Nian Bing would not allow the energy of the two flame dragons to nibble away at his compressed fireball. Even if he wanted to explode, he must find the best opportunity. The fireball moved at lightning speed. It didn't have a target, and it moved in a random direction. However, it created an afterimage in the first fire dragon's body. Just as the second fire dragon was blindly chasing after the fireball, the white light in Nian Bing's eyes suddenly shone brightly.
Boom — —
A huge roar shook the entire underground hall violently. The four walls, the floor and the top of the hall simultaneously emitted a strong red light. The violent roar shook Nian Bing several steps back, constantly casting one wall of fire after another in front of him.
The whole hall groaned in the interweaving of red and blue light. No one could imagine the power of the violent explosion. Everything was over. Nian Bing fell to the ground with a pale face. However, with the help of the fire Dragon King Garamandis to strengthen his physique, he did not suffer any harm. It's just that the vibration of his mental power was more violent.
Nian Bing's face revealed a smile. Looking at Prince Rong who was still standing on the other side of the hall, he knew that he should have passed the test.
The layer of blue light around Prince Rong's body was still there, but the two seventh rank flame dragons he released were blown to pieces, not even leaving behind a flame residue. Although Nian Bing consumed a lot of magical power, it was only equivalent to a seventh rank spell. But he used two seventh rank flame dragons, which were both blown up by Nian Bing's highly compressed fireball. Looking at the current situation, Nian Bing was the one who had the advantage.
Clap, clap, clap. Prince Rong clapped his hands and said indifferently: "Even if the real Rong Bing did it, I'm afraid he could only do it to this extent. Not bad. Very good, young Archmage. How should I address you? "
Nian Bing's whole body trembled. He did not know where he exposed a flaw. Suppressing the surprise in his heart, he pretended to be surprised: "Grandfather, what do you mean? I'm Rong Bing! Don't you recognize me? "
Prince Rong shook his head and said: "It's because I know my grandson that I know you're not him. Actually, when I first saw you, I already knew that you weren't him. Otherwise, why would I bring my grandson here for a test when I wanted to give him something? It's just like what you said. How could I not know my grandson's ability? However, I have to admit that you're very strong, so strong that you're close to Rong Bing's realm. However, if you don't show me the strength to fight against me, the final outcome will be to nurse a grievance here. Fight for your honor. I won't be merciful to an invading enemy. I haven't been active for a long time. Having a mage as an opponent, I think it's not bad. "
Nian Bing stood up. He knew that no matter what he said now, Prince Rong would not believe that he was his grandson Rong Bing. So be it, what was there to be afraid of? The grievances that he and his father had suffered in his childhood burst forth in an instant, and the light of hatred shot out from his eyes. Nian Bing's voice became very cold. "Prince Rong is indeed Prince Rong, to actually be discovered by you. However, I really want to know, how did you know that I'm not Rong Bing?"
Prince Rong smiled indifferently and said: "That's not difficult. Firstly, Bing 'er's clothes have not changed for more than ten years. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn or winter, he's always dressed in white. How could there be a sudden change? Also, there's the golden lion embroidery on your chest. Not bad, it's very similar to your hometown's embroidery. Normal people would not be able to tell. However, don't forget my nickname. As the Blazing Lion King, if I can't even recognize the symbol that symbolizes me, then I won't have this title. Now, you should understand. "
Nian Bing nodded and said: "I understand. In that case, let's fight." He slowly closed his eyes, feeling the agitation in his heart. It was as if he had returned to his childhood. He remembered very clearly that almost every time his father brought him to see this grandfather of his, apart from scolding him, his grandfather didn't seem to show any other emotions. Therefore, every time he met this Prince Rong, it was the thing that Nian Bing was most unwilling to do. Today, he was finally going to face him again, and in a situation where they were on opposite sides. Father, if it wasn't for him, perhaps we could at least have a home! However, from the day I was born, apart from the small house where you and mother lived, I didn't have a home. The Rong family doesn't belong to me, and I am also not a part of the Rong family. Today, let me abandon everything and fight with my own grandfather. The result is no longer important whether I live or die.
Thinking of this, Nian Bing didn't hide anything anymore. He slowly put his hands together in front of him, and his left and right index fingers drew out at the same time. Blue and red lights instantly condensed into two shining triangles, and a hexagram of the same origin of ice and fire was formed in an instant. At this moment, the aura emitted from his body changed again. That was the change of light. Blue and red lights soared at the same time. It was the power of the same origin of ice and fire. At this moment, he finally showed his true strength.
Prince Rong looked at Nian Bing in astonishment, "Is this the same origin of ice and fire? Young man, not only do you look very similar to Bing 'er, but you also have a talent that is not inferior to his. I haven't seen such a strange magic for a long time. I already have a fighting spirit. "
Nian Bing said coldly: "Then let's show your fighting spirit completely. Even if I die, I hope that I can face the Blazing Lion King in its perfect state. "
"Sigh of the Ice Goddess." The blue light instantly lit up, and a dot of blue light expanded from Nian Bing's hand. With a clink, the Morning Dew Dagger stabbed into the ground under Nian Bing's feet, emitting an abnormally cold luster. It immediately brought a trace of coldness to the originally extremely hot hall.
Seeing the Stone of the Ice Goddess, Prince Rong's expression couldn't help but change greatly. He looked straight at Nian Bing, and a trace of anger flashed through his eyes.
"Roar of the Fire God." The red light wasn't inferior to the blue light. It also stabbed into the ground under Nian Bing's feet, and fused with the hexagram of the same origin of ice and fire. At this moment, Nian Bing had already let go of all the burdens in his heart. He only wanted to fight, to fight with all his strength.
"Stone of the Fire God." Prince Rong's red magician's robe with golden edges suddenly swelled up, and his expression fluctuated.
"That's right, it's the Stone of the Fire God. Back then, didn't you chase after Rongtian for it? Fine, I'll return it today. As long as you can kill me, you can get back this Rong Family's most precious treasure. "Nian Bing's voice was even colder than before, and he didn't stop his actions.
"Whisper of the Wind of Freedom."
"Hexagram of Divine Tactics."
"Dawn Piercing Through Heaven and Earth."
"Curse of Eternal Hell."
Green, silver, white, and black lights shone at the same time. In the originally not very lively hall, the cheers of the magic elements could almost be heard. This was the effect of the top-grade gemstones. The Proud Heaven Dagger, the Four Stars Dagger, the Holy Radiance Dagger, and the Demon Devouring Dagger were all stabbed into the hexagram of the same origin of ice and fire. The six supreme-grade magic sabers shone with different lights. There was no need for Nian Bing to chant an incantation, nor did he have to do anything on purpose. The six magic sabers naturally formed a layer of mist that protected his body.
Nian Bing smiled, his eyes were filled with sorrow. "Prince Rong, back then, my father only took away one Stone of the Fire God. This time, I'm giving you six top-grade gemstones. I think, my father's mistake can be made up for. These six gemstones can also be used to replace your love for him. My father and I have nothing to do with the Rong Family. Today, I won't hold back. Although I know I'm not your opponent, I still want to fight with you. Even if I die, I'll choose to die in battle. "
"Rise, holy light that penetrates the heavens and the earth! You represent the endless light that illuminates the earth. Transform, holy light's aura, in the radiance of the same origin of ice and fire, shine your holy light. Holy Light. " Under the effect of Nian Bing's spell, the holy light on the Holy Radiance Blade rose to the extreme in an instant, illuminating the whole hall as if it was daytime.
Holy Light, this was a holy light that could purify everything. It was also one of the rare offensive spells of light magic. It had a double effect on dark creatures and dark magicians. A huge pillar of white light condensed in front of Nian Bing.
Prince Rong calmly looked at the excited Nian Bing chanting a spell. When he discovered that Nian Bing wasn't using a spell of the same origin of ice and fire, but a light spell of the eighth step, Holy Light, his face revealed a look of astonishment. He didn't expect that Nian Bing could use a third type of magic.
However, what surprised Prince Rong was that Nian Bing didn't stop chanting. Under the control of his spiritual force, the Holy Light completely surrounded the hexagram of ice and fire. He continued to chant, "Wind of Freedom, you're gentle and soft. When facing friends, you're as warm as the spring breeze. When facing enemies, you're as cold as the winter sun. Please lend me your extreme cold. " The wind moved. The green light of the Proud Heaven Blade rose in an instant. The green light of the blade broke through the shackles and soared into the sky. The Wind of Freedom's soft cry stirred up the wind's aura. Nian Bing's clothes fluttered in the wind as the gentle wind blew against him.
"Proud and aloof ice, coldness is your character, toughness is your aura. Please merge your coldness and toughness, and turn them into an indestructible sharp blade." Blue spots of light condensed in the wind, turning into solid sharp blades. These weren't ice blades of the second step, but real ice. The ice blades shone with an austere light. It was the seventh step of the Ice Rain.
The Holy Light's function was only to act as a protective barrier. With this light spell of the eighth step, Nian Bing greedily hoped that Prince Rong wouldn't be able to attack her before she finished chanting.
Hurricane Ice Rain. Every time Nian Bing used this spell, her opponent was Swordsman Elder Feng Kong. Although Feng Kong was injured at that time, he was still a Swordsman. However, in front of Nian Bing's spell, he couldn't do anything.
The wind started to swirl violently, and the solid ice blades were fusing with the wind. The Hurricane Ice Rain had started to erupt.
"Fire, ice, light, wind. Four types of magic. It seems that I'm really old. " Prince Rong's eyes revealed a trace of gentleness. With a flash of red light, a long magic staff appeared in his hand. His chanting voice was very low, and Nian Bing couldn't hear it at all. However. The blue flames surrounding his body had already turned purple as he continued to chant in a low voice.
Of the two mages, one was a top mage on the continent, while the other was the first human to use mimicry magic and control six types of magic. What would be the final result of their battle?
The Proud Heaven Blade and Morning Dew Dagger jumped into her hands at the same time. Nian Bing moved, waving the two daggers forward at the same time. Rays of light suddenly burst forth, and the Hurricane Ice Rain was completely formed in an instant. It passed through the Holy Light in the form of a tornado, heading towards Prince Rong on the other side of the hall.
Purple flames erupted at the end of the spell. Fire Wall, yes, a simple Fire Wall. The wall formed by purple flames moved horizontally, directly facing the fusion spell of Hurricane and Ice Rain.
Ling Nian Bing was shocked by what happened next. When the Hurricane Ice Rain met the purple flame wall, its power rapidly weakened. On the other hand, the purple flame wall continued to strengthen with Prince Rong's support.
Suddenly, Prince Rong shouted, and the purple flame wall rose to the same height as the hall. The Hurricane Ice Rain that had previously entangled Swordsman disappeared just like that.
Nian Bing understood that it wasn't that the power of her magic had weakened, but that Prince Rong's magic was too strong. The powerful Hurricane Ice Rain didn't even have time to display its power before it was devoured. Was this the power of a true fire archmage?
Prince Rong's eyes shone brightly. He raised the magic staff in his hand, and the purple flame wall instantly condensed into a huge flaming lion, pouncing towards Nian Bing with unparalleled speed.
"Grandfather, no!" A terrified voice came from the corridor, and a white figure quickly rushed towards the hall. It was Rong Bing.
Not long ago, after Nian Bing left the study, Rong Bing's emotions were constantly fluctuating. When he saw his younger brother again, he was no less excited than Nian Bing. Although he was anxious that Nian Bing had left, he also knew that he couldn't leave too quickly. Otherwise, Nian Bing's identity would be easily exposed. However, he suddenly felt a faint sense of unease. After the time it took to eat a meal after Nian Bing left, he finally couldn't help but leave the library.
Rong Bing was preparing to find his father and tell him about his encounter with Nian Bing today, but on the way, he ran into the Red Lion Guard that had led Nian Bing to Prince Rong. When the Red Lion Guard saw him, he was very surprised and couldn't help but ask him why he came out of the prince's study so quickly. After hearing the Red Lion Guard's words, Rong Bing immediately realized that something was wrong. Grandfather was too familiar with him, Nian Bing's disguise couldn't be hidden from him. Without thinking too much, Rong Bing immediately rushed to Prince Rong's study as fast as he could. Others might not know about the secret hall under Prince Rong's study, but how could he not know? However, he was still a step too late. When he was about to rush out of the corridor and into the hall, he just happened to see that huge flaming lion pouncing towards Nian Bing.
Rong Bing was a Magic Shooter, but he was only a Magician. How could a Magician's running speed be fast? Looking at the purple lion rushing towards Nian Bing, he didn't have the ability to stop it at all. His mind instantly became blank. No one knew better than him that this was the power of a forbidden spell!
Hearing her brother's voice and facing the huge purple lion, Nian Bing's heart suddenly rose with unintentional courage. The Holy Brilliance Sword jumped into his hand, and his whole body plunged into the sea of unintentional flames. At this moment. Not only did he burst forth with all his magic power, but he also burst forth with all his mental strength at the same time. On the ground, the red and blue magic array of the same origin of ice and fire floated up and instantly merged with the Divine Light. For a moment, the white, blue, and red rays of light actually completely merged together, fusing together with Nian Bing's heart. The mixed rays of light colored Nian Bing's body, and at the same time, the Holy Brilliance Sword in his hand.
"Dragon Dance." A dragon's roar sounded from the huge tri-colored light that covered Nian Bing. It wasn't the roar of a dragon, but the roar of nine dragons. At this moment, Nian Bing through the perfect fusion of the same origin of ice and fire and light magic suddenly raised her attack power to the level of an Archmage. Even though this was only the moment when his life was in danger, it was enough.
The nine dragons entangled in white, blue, and red rays of light rushed out at the same time, and the scene of nine dragons galloping covered the entire hall.
Prince Rong wasn't frightened by the scene in front of him. Looking at the nine dragons in front of him, the purple lion he controlled suddenly stopped charging forward, and the light of the purple flames rose again. That was an absolutely surging divine light, a divine light that no one could imagine.
The nine dragons were swallowed up one by one. Even if Nian Bing had reached the level of an Archmage, the difference in strength was still there. How could he break through the power of a forbidden spell?
Rong Bing knelt on the ground in despair and closed his eyes. Tears flowed down his face. He didn't need to look to know that Nian Bing couldn't win against his grandfather.
The hall gradually calmed down, and all kinds of complicated rays of light gradually disappeared. Prince Rong suddenly discovered in surprise that there were only five shining blades in front of him, and Nian Bing was gone. His heart shook, and he abruptly turned around. The huge purple lion had also come to his side.
Yes, Nian Bing was half kneeling behind him, constantly panting. Nian Bing's newly bought golden-red robe was already torn in many places, and her face was frighteningly pale. Large drops of sweat rolled down her forehead, and the extreme exhaustion of her magic and spiritual force had already caused her to enter a semi-conscious state. In his hand, there was a strangely shaped silver knife. Its hexagonal blade was shining brightly.
Prince Rong felt his heart skip a beat. If Nian Bing was a bit stronger, and still had the strength to come behind him, what would happen? He shook his head with a bitter smile, not daring to think about it. However, if he had attacked her together, Nian Bing probably wouldn't have had the strength to come behind him. Spatial magic, this was the fifth type of magic he had used. Brat, how many more surprises do you have to give me?
With a thump, Nian Bing, who had been trying her best to hold on, finally collapsed to the ground and fainted. However, his hand was still tightly gripping the Four Stars Blade. When the first dragon came into contact with the purple lion, he already knew that he couldn't defend against it, so he wisely chose to escape, and the best way to do so was to use spatial magic. When the last three dragons rushed out, he gave up on the Holy Radiance Blade and chose the Four Stars Blade, and used the moment the light blinded him to activate a short-distance teleportation. Originally, he wanted to teleport himself outside, but he forgot that there was a strong seal in this underground hall, so the short-distance teleportation accidentally sent him behind Prince Rong, resulting in the previous scene.
Everything returned to normal, and Rong Bing slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was the five blades at the position where Rong Bing was, and then, his grandfather.
"Grandfather, he is Nian Bing! He is also your grandson, why did you kill him! " Rong Bing's voice was filled with sorrow.
Prince Rong said indifferently, "I have always been merciless in front of my enemies, but even a vicious tiger will not eat its own cubs. Do you think I will kill my own grandson?" As he said that, he turned to the side and revealed Nian Bing, who had fainted not far behind him.
"Nian Bing!" Ice Melt cried out in surprise. She rushed to Nianbing's side as quickly as she could and hugged his upper body as she probed for his aura.
Prince Rong said indifferently, "Don't worry, he will be fine, he just fainted because he used too much energy." “
Rong Bing let out a long breath, "Grandfather, I …"
Prince Rong waved his hand and said, "Don't say anything, settle him down first, then come to the study to find me. I need your explanation." As he said that, he waved his hand, and a fiery red light lit up. Including Nian Bing's Four Stars Blade, all six blades fell into Prince Rong's hands.
Rong Bing was in a good mood, at least Nian Bing was not dead, and that was enough. He carried his younger brother's body and followed his grandfather back to the study. According to Prince Rong's instructions, he settled Nian Bing in his room, then returned to the study to see Prince Rong.
When Rong Bing returned to the study, Prince Rong was sitting in Silence behind the study table. In front of him, there were six different blades neatly arranged on the table.
"Grandfather, I am here." Rong Bing was a little uneasy. In the Prince's Residence, the only person he was afraid of was his grandfather.
Prince Rong said indifferently, "You can start talking now, you should know what I want to hear." “
Since Nian Bing had already been found out by his grandfather, there was nothing to hide anymore. Then, he told his grandfather about how Nian Bing snuck into the study tonight, but did not mention the part where he gave the notebook to Nian Bing.
"Are you saying that Rongtian is already dead?" Prince Rong's expression and tone were still calm, but Rong Bing could clearly see his grandfather's hand on the table trembling slightly.
"Yes, grandfather. This is what Nian Bing said. He has no reason to lie to me. Grandfather, Nian Bing is already pitiful enough, he finally came back, he must have suffered a lot these years, you … "
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