Lin Huang's first opponent was a handsome young man in a white robe with his blonde hair tied into a ponytail.
The audience went wild as soon as he appeared. Almost all of the ladies who were watching the battle screamed in excitement.
Lin Huang recalled the lady's voice saying that the Sorcerer Ring was a projection of the river of time. He guessed that his opponent must have been very popular in the era he was in. The audience's cheers could be the same as when the white-robed man first entered the ring.
As soon as the white-robed man entered the ring, he looked at Lin Huang arrogantly. "How dare a nobody like you challenge me? You must be tired of living."
Lin Huang raised his eyebrow when he heard that. He could not believe that he was being mocked. He replied calmly, "You'll know who's the one who's tired of living later."
Although he had never fought anyone with Witchcraft, Lin Huang had rich battle experience. He was not afraid of an imperial-level demigod. He did not care about a sorcerer who was on the same level as him even though it was his first battle with Witchcraft and there were so many people watching.
At that moment, the ten-second countdown had ended.
Qin Yun scoffed when he heard that. A Sorcerer's Book with a white cover floated in front of him.
He extended his right hand and pressed on the cover of the Sorcerer's Book. The Sorcerer's Book flipped open, and a red rune lit up on the page. It then transformed into a flaming boa, charging towards Lin Huang who was tens of meters away with its mouth wide open.
"Fire elemental rune? Little Flaming Boa?" Lin Huang saw through the rune that his opponent was using. He smirked. "Alright, I'll try it on you."
He pressed his hand on the top of his Sorcerer's Book. In the next second, the Sorcerer's Book flipped open automatically. A blue rune quickly lit up, and a terrifying chill seeped out of the Sorcerer's Book. Then, icy-blue arrows shot out crazily and engulfed the fiery python in an instant.
In almost an instant, the flame python was penetrated hundreds of times by the frost arrows and completely disappeared. However, the other arrows continued to surge towards Qin Yun without losing any momentum.
Qin Yun was surprised, but he did not panic. He pressed his palm on the Sorcerer's Book again, and another yellow rune lit up. In the next instant, thick bricks automatically piled up in front of the white-robed man, forming a barrier that was tens of centimeters thick, blocking the arrows.
Even though some of the arrows drilled into the stone walls, none of them penetrated through and hit Qin Yun.
"Break for me!" Lin Huang growled.
Spiral silver arrows shot out from the Sorcerer's Book. In the void, the arrows were still spinning like drills, bringing with them a violent whistling sound as they shot towards Qin Yun.
Qin Yun's expression changed slightly. He originally believed that his stronghold would be able to withstand the enemy's attacks for a while, giving him some time to think of a countermeasure. However, these spiraling arrows could easily penetrate his stone stronghold.
He had no choice but to strengthen the stronghold again. He pressed his hand on the Sorcerer's Book, and a layer of frost spread from the Sorcerer's Book. Soon, the entire stronghold was frozen.
Lin Huang's spiraling arrows failed to penetrate the defensive layer of ice and stone.
Qin Yun heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally blocked the attack. He quickly thought of a way to counterattack.
Although Lin Huang's attacks were blocked twice, he was not anxious at all. At least, he had grasped the rhythm of the battle, and his opponent was completely suppressed by him.
"Since you're using ice, I'll use fire." Lin Huang grinned.
He pressed his palm on the Sorcerer's Book again, and thumb-sized flaming stars whistled towards the stronghold like a meteor shower.
Qin Yun had just heaved a sigh of relief, but his expression changed when he saw Lin Huang's move.
Before he could react further, the flaming stars hit the stronghold, and flames shot up into the sky, followed by a series of explosions.
In just a few explosions, the ice on the stronghold was rapidly melted by the flames, and many of the stones began to disintegrate.
It was unknown when Lin Huang had retreated to the other side of the arena, but he was not affected by the explosions. However, Qin Yun did not have it easy. Not only did the stronghold completely disintegrate, the explosions even triggered the spiraling arrows that were originally stuck in the stronghold to shoot out.
Qin Yun was completely engulfed by the explosions, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
"I think I went a little too hard on him. He won't die just like that, will he? I was hoping to find someone to practice with," Lin Huang muttered softly.
Fortunately, the explosions covered up Lin Huang's muttering. Otherwise, Qin Yun would have died from anger if he had heard it.
It did not take long for the hundreds of flaming stars to explode. However, the arena was still filled with smoke, and Qin Yun's situation could not be seen clearly.
However, Lin Huang was sure that Qin Yun was not dead, because he had not heard the announcement of his opponent's defeat.
Lin Huang did not continue to attack, and he patiently waited for the smoke to dissipate.
According to the nature of the Sorcerer Goddess Pagoda's challenge, although the opponents arranged were mostly random, they would definitely be stronger than the previous one. If he was not mistaken, Qin Yun would be the weakest among the 100 opponents. It would be the most suitable for him to practice his skills as he did not want him to be killed so easily.
After a while, the smoke gradually dissipated, revealing a figure in a sorry state.
The figure was pitch-black, as if he had been smoked. His long hair was also slightly curled from the heat. Although he was in a sorry state, one could still recognize that he was the white-robed Qin Yun.
At that moment, he could no longer care about his image. He was panting violently. If he had not used witchcraft to put up a protective barrier in time, he would have died in the arena.
"Hey, look at you. Can you still fight?" Lin Huang asked bluntly. "If you can, let's continue. If you can't, I'll send you off the arena."
Qin Yun glared fiercely at Lin Huang. Seeing that Lin Huang was ready to attack him at any time, he could only grit his teeth and say reluctantly, "I admit defeat!"
"Ah, you admit defeat just like that?" Lin Huang did not expect this.
At that moment, a female announcement came from above the arena.
"First match, victor — Lin Huang! Winning streak reached 1%. "
"Challengers can choose to rest for half an hour after each battle. Do you want to rest?"
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