Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master

The guild hall was full of people. Everyone's eyes fell on the huge crystal ball. Fighting apprentices with mentors. Just passing this huge crystal ball. Clearly displayed in front of everyone.

The battle has entered. The attacks of the young apprentices were fierce every time. The elemental shield on Medellin is becoming extremely dim. The exhaustion time of several key spells has always been remote. In a flying wind blade. Everyone's hearts were hanging.

How wonderful this battle is. Far beyond everyone's imagination.

When Medellin activates Eye of the Wizard. When the whole arena is reflected in the crystal ball. Almost everyone thinks. This will be a practical teaching.

In their imagination. Medellin may use several control magics. Let the young apprentice understand the power of control. Elemental shields may also be on. Ren young apprentices bombarded wildly. Until he runs out of magic. Then he told him how to reasonably allocate his magic power ...

In short no one has thought about it. The battle would be so fierce.

Fighting sparks in the crystal ball. Everyone was stinging there. There was no sound in the entire guild hall. Whether it is a great wizard who has been famous for decades. Or a magic apprentice who has just come into contact with mysterious knowledge. At this moment they were all frightened without sound.

The battle between these two men was really terrifying ...

Medellin is indeed a figure standing on the pinnacle of the wizard. Although the power was suppressed at fifteenth level. But the casting skills he showed are really telling everyone. He is indeed the most powerful of the great wizards. Near-perfect magic control. Near the limit of the cast time. The magic released by him. It's as delicate as a work of art. Under that almost desperate disadvantage. He could even take the time to fight back. Many times. Everyone even felt that his casting skills had overturned his common sense.

The crowd was even a bit lucky. Fortunately, Medellin suppressed his power at level 15. Fortunately, he was caught in a near desperate disadvantage from the beginning. If this is not the case. Maybe I have never seen such a wonderful fight in my life.

A figure like Medellin standing on top of the Magister. Many times, power alone is enough to destroy everything. So much so that he rarely used his best in combat. Not to mention all the abilities as now. Struggling desperately for a breath of opportunity in despair.

For hundreds of wizards in the guild hall. This is simply a beautiful magic show.

Such an opportunity. Not often.

It was just seeing Medellin doing his best. It's enough to make them addicted.

not to mention……

The forced Medellin tried his best. Still a young apprentice under the age of 20.

This young apprentice brought them. It's a real shock.

Compared to Medellin's art-like exquisite casting skills. This young apprentice showed another style. Precise and efficient. It's like a precision machine. His control of magic has reached a terrifying level. It's as if it's not an ethereal magic power. It's like the most flexible finger. Complete control. There is no trace of waste.

The most scalp in a group of magicians is. This young apprentice seems to have an instinctual sensitivity to the time-burning novel network. A battle has continued to the present. Both sides have released at least dozens of magic. The gorgeous magical runes alone are enough to dazzle. But this young apprentice clearly remembers the sequence of every magic. More accurately grasped their respective exhaustion times.

"It's terrible ..." hundreds of magicians in the guild hall. They all had this idea in their minds by accident.

just now. Medellin managed to survive the spell exhaustion of Elemental Shield. When planning to fight back with this element shield. The young apprentice suddenly released magic feedback.

At that moment. Almost everyone saw it. Medellin's open mouth.

That was a sign of a spell.

But what spell was he singing? But no one knows it. Because this spell hasn't come out yet. Already strangled by that young apprentice.

That feeling is simply desperate ... the trick in the middle is not complicated. Among the hundreds of magicians present. Slight eyesight can be seen. It is nothing more than a calculation of Medellin's Elemental Shield exhaustion time. The magical feedback was released just after the exhaustion time of Ranwen Novel Network. Because only under the protection of the elemental shield. Medellin was able to cast a bold spell at ease. In order to leave the opponent the opportunity for magic feedback.

But this world thing. It's always easier said than done.

Calculate the exhaustion time of the elemental shield. How easy is it?

It's not just about remembering when an elemental shield was placed on Medellin. What's more, you must remember how many magics you have released in this time. How much damage has been done to Elemental Shield. Beyond that. One must also consider the magic cost of Medellin. And the pressure he put on him. In the middle, it even involves abnormally subtle factors such as psychological inference.

What the wizard needs most is the concentration. It's just an intricate chant. It is enough to consume all the minds of most magicians. Ability to think in fierce battles. And develop subtle tactics for yourself. There is no magic genius at first sight. As for this young apprentice. When facing your mentor. You can also perform complex calculations. Don't say you've seen it before. Never heard of it. This is simply not the ability that human beings should have.

Quiet and scary in the guild hall. You can hear even a pin on it.

Everyone's eyes fell on the crystal ball. He stared at the young apprentice who was singing a spell.

He wasn't singing too fast. It looks a little unhurried. But the old wizards with sharp eyes could see it at a glance. The degree of this young apprentice singing a spell. Actually, silk is not worse than Medellin!

"Hell ..." a few old wizards. All murmured quietly.

This is so **** ...

Even if Medellin suppresses power. No matter how fifteen there is. The casting habit that has been integrated into the bloodline will not change. For magicians of his level. Casting habits have become an instinct. Even if he suppresses his power to the first level. How much time should a spell compress? No change due to level.

It seemed to everyone in the lobby. Medellin's compression of chanting time Ranwen Novel Network. We have reached the limit that humans can reach. They even feel it. Even if it is another legendary mage. I'm afraid it's hard to do better than Medellin.

But now. Right under their eyelids. But there was a young apprentice less than twenty. Do what only Medellin can do.

No one can believe that this young apprentice is under twenty.

So much everyone started to guess. This guy looks like an apprentice. What exactly is it ...

For a while. The sound of whispers in the guild halls kept coming and going.

"I remember it. This kid seems to be from Garros!" The crowd didn't know who said it.

This sentence is exported. Suddenly a voice of opposition arose. An old wizard with a gray beard looked excited: "Nonsense. The way of the Garos Magic Guild. How could such a great genius be taught?"

"Just. It's impossible!" A few colleagues next to him glanced at him. Nodded in unison.

This is just kidding. A magical genius who can push Medellin out of nowhere. Actually from Garros? Who doesn't know that side is magical and wild. For a few decades, Gruian was a great wizard. The most ridiculous is. I heard people say that Fang's most powerful magic power. Actually not a magic guild. It's a dozen messy magic families ...

Such a genius came from Garros? It would be better to say that Medellin is a woman ...

"If this kid really comes from Garros. I will eat this crystal ball!" The old wizard with a white beard pointed at the crystal ball in front of him excitedly.

"..." The magician who spoke the truth was dumb. So big a crystal ball. I really want this old man to eat. Still not killing people?

Moreover……

Although the boy shouted that this boy was from Carlos. But even he didn't know. Who doesn't know the side of Garros' countryside. It was enough for a wizard to celebrate half a year. What's more, a great wizard who is less than 20 years old? Maybe it was the wrong person ... the only magician who told the truth. Some doubted myself.

And everyone was talking about it. Guessing when Lin Li came from. The battle has come to an end.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Three rings of flames exploded beside Medellin. The crumbling Elemental Shield finally left only a thin layer.

"Boy. You have a seed!" These three rings of flames buried long ago. Explode at the most critical moment. Suddenly Medellin was desperate. There is only a thin layer of elemental shields on his body. Maybe it just needs a wind blade to cut it open. And the time of spell exhaustion has just passed halfway through. Want to prop up another elemental shield. It's almost like having a rooster lay an egg.

Medellin lived a lot of years. This is the first time a wolf has become so. This is really aggrieved. He was beaten by a hairy guy who was less than twenty years old. Seeing that the elemental shield was about to be torn. He was sentenced directly to death. But there was nothing he could do. I can only watch each other magically one after another ...

"What a **** cape in the gutter!" Medellin was now regretful. Should never be. You shouldn't underestimate this kid. Thought he was still a month ago. I did not expect such a short time to burn the novel inside the novel network. This kid has broken through fifteen levels from thirteen. Become a real wizard.

But this kid is also a personal talent. A slight advantage was constantly expanded by him. In the end, he was forced to despair.

"Look. I said it earlier. Whoever teaches may not necessarily be ..." By the chance to pass by with Medellin. Lin Li said quietly in his ear.

Medellin listened. He almost vomited blood.

It's a pity that hematemesis is due to hematemesis. He still can't do anything. Just as the two passed by. Lin Li's burning hand has fallen on Medellin's back. The raging flames rose sharply. Instantly, the elemental shield burned a huge gap.

"It's over ..." Feel the martial arts, the Holy King made the sacred king to kill the God of the Seal of the Night, and the King of the Ninth Heaven, to be the strongest and abandon the youngest King. The royal family marshals the night to kill the gods and the seal of the throne to ask the demon to be proud of the world and the nine strongest days. The scorching. Medellin suddenly sank: "Lao Tzu has a good name for decades. Today I will be ruined in this kid ..."

Think of the eyes of the twelve wizards above him. Medellin really had a dead heart.

at this moment. The entire magic guild was silent.

Either Ordwin or Dalyan. Or maybe hundreds of wizards in the guild hall. Everyone stared nervously at the crystal ball. Watching Lin Li's hand of flame fall. He looked at the elemental shield of Medellin again. At this moment. Even the time-burning novel network seems to stop ...

Then they saw ...

The flame lingering on the young apprentice. It suddenly went out.

The magical runes flying in the arena disappeared instantly. Everything seems to be back when the group of four just entered.

The magic guild was all up and down. No one expected that this was the result. This, this ... What is this?

"Oops. That kid's magic is exhausted!" Someone shouted in the guild hall.

It's really out of magic ...

Until this time. The magicians in the guild hall suddenly remembered. In the fight just now. That young apprentice let out at least dozens of magic. At least half of them are wizard-level.

For a while. Everyone's face suddenly showed a look of sudden realization.

No wonder I always feel wrong. It turned out to be the case.

The reason this kid looks so fierce. It's all because he's been overdrawing magic. What is the concept of dozens of magic? This means astronomical magic. Even those long-known wizards. Are not necessarily able to afford such consumption. Not to mention a young man under 20?

Carefully recall the entire battle. This is indeed the case. Since taking a small advantage. That young apprentice has been bombarded with magic. A lot of instant magic. Coupled with short curses. At the same time Medellin was out of breath. He is constantly overdrawing his own magic. This almost gambling style of fighting. Finally let him taste the bad results at the last moment. Victory is within reach. His magic was completely exhausted ...

"It's a shame ..." A sigh of sigh came from the crowd. Even these unrelated magicians. They all regret that young apprentice.

It's just a little bit worse. Even the flame hand burned for another second. It was enough to defeat Medellin completely. It's a pity this second. It has become a goal that can never be reached. Medellin is an 18th-level wizard. Overcome his chance. How many times can a magician meet in his life?

President's room. Dalyan breathed a sigh of relief.

Okay. This Garros Hunk is strong though. But it has not been as powerful as arrogant. At least in terms of magic. He couldn't compete with the real Magister. This was more or less comforting for Dalyan. And secretly write down in my heart. Insufficient magic is the opponent's biggest flaw.

And Alvin just smiled: "It seems that Medellin is lucky ..."

"President Aldwin. I'm afraid it's not just luck."

"Oh?" Aldwin glanced at Dalyan. A little doubt appeared in his eyes: "Dalian. Do you disagree?"

"Yes. President Aldwin." Dalian nodded. That's why Lin Li pointed to the crystal ball and continued: "If I didn't guess wrong. I'm afraid all of this is already in the hands of Mr. Medellin. He had already judged what the other party's magical limit was. That's why I've been defending. The goal is to drain the young man's magic. Let him understand the importance of reasonable distribution of magic.

"It seems you still don't quite understand ..." Aldwin smiled. I didn't say anything more: "Forget it. Dalian. If it's okay. You go back first. I want to sit alone."

"Yes." Dalian glanced at the picture in the crystal ball again. This is to respectfully exit the chairman's room. Walk along the corridor towards the institute. He was in a good mood along the way. A bottle of psionic potion is coming. Touched the strength of that boy. The opponent was running out of magic at the last moment. Let Dalian rest assured. As long as it isn't a real wizard. There is still a chance to deal with it.

As Dalian walked into the academy. This is a battle far beyond everyone's imagination. It was completely closed. The picture on the crystal ball gradually blurred. Finally, it returned to its previous appearance.

And this time. Medellin is soaring.

The old guy said with a spell on his face. Turn off the twelve wizard eyes above. Wait until you look back. The look was fierce, as if to eat people: "Damn. You dare to say that your magic is exhausted?"

"Why ..." Lin Li still looked awkward: "Why can't I run out of magic ..."

"Let's come to this set with Lao Tzu. Others don't know you. Lao Tzu doesn't know you yet?" Seeing Lin Li's half-dead look. Medellin couldn't help but want to kick in the past: "Fuck. You monsters should be pulled into the slaughterhouse. They also run out of magic. You run out of farts. Last time in the Nightmare Mountains against the three-eyed blood wolf Why do n’t you run out of magic. In the Shadow Valley you do n’t run out of magic. * You will run out of magic with hands with Lao Tzu. Is there such a coincidence? ”

"This ..." Lin Li scratched his head. I replied shamelessly: "People always have bad luck. I'm out of luck this time. Isn't magic too fast?"

"..." Medellin almost spurted no blood. Mana consumption is also good or bad. Is this your theory?

"Forget it. I don't talk nonsense with you." Medellin now. If the ability to talk nonsense with open eyes. I can't keep up with the kid by taking a picture of myself. Not to say. The point is that he doesn't have a thick skin. This kid is completely shameless. Come here openly. Regardless of rationality.

"Honestly yourself. Why let me!"

"When did I let you ..."

"Damn. Don't you dare admit it?" Medellin got angry. A person like him who has stood at the pinnacle of his career. The outcome has long been bearish. Winning is certainly worth the joy. It's no big deal to lose. Even if you lose in front of the guild. It's just awkward. What to do after embarrassment.

What really makes him angry is. Actually, he has to rely on his opponent to release water intentionally. Only in this battle that seems to have a great disparity in strength. Think of this. Medellin angrily tried to vomit blood. This kid is almost naked. It's not good to run out of magic. It was going to run out just before the hand of fire was about to fall. It's not plainly telling yourself: "Old guy. Don't be too happy. Lao Tzu is for you."

Oh shit. This is simply unbearable!

and. No one knows his details. Is it not clear to me?

Since the kid came to Olana. He has been his trial mentor himself. Shadow Leopard from the very beginning. To the three-eyed blood wolf. These two battles themselves have paid attention to the whole process. From beginning to end. It didn't appear that the boy had any problems with magic.

Fighting power in those two games. This kid behaves like a magical perpetual motion machine. One by one the magic opened their mouths. Never seen him worry about magic. At any time. All give a feeling of magic. So much so that Medellin was skeptical. Is this kid carrying a potion for restoring magic?

This battle is wonderful today. But I really want to say how intense it is. But it is far worse than in the nightmare mountains. When the three met the three-eyed blood wolf pack. You know that there are hundreds of three-eyed blood wolves. A man who can kill ten magically is soft. What's more, there is a high king of pack wolves ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ in that case, the magic power can not be exhausted. How could it be exhausted just now?

"Okay, okay ..." Lin Li looked really mad at Medellin. Do not dare to continue talking. Just nodded. Some vague responses: "I do have some magic ..."

As for how much this is. Lin Li didn't explain. Anyway for him. A little more. It actually means infinite.

Although I have long guessed the truth. But at this time I heard Lin Li acknowledge himself. Medellin was still white and angry. A roar from his mouth. Almost lifted the roof of the entire magical guild: "Fuck. You tell Lao Tzu honestly. Why put water. Do you think Lao Tzu is not worthy of your opponent?"

Medellin's words were already a bit serious. Lin Li dare not neglect. Quickly shook his head to deny: "No, no, no. Don't get me wrong. The reason why I have a hand at the last moment. It has nothing to do with you."

"why?"

Lin Li looked at the eyes of the twelve wizards: "Because I want to lie."