Chapter 67 Bad Habits

  Looking at Old Green's astonished eyes, Grian couldn't help but secretly laugh to himself, and his thoughts were somewhat dark. It seems that being scared by this pervert wasn't a shameful thing after all. Looking... it wasn't just me who got scared, even the legendary magician was frightened...

  "Halt!" When Lin Li released over 300-400 wind blades, Old Greene finally couldn't help but call for a temporary halt: "Gryaan Chairman, can you tell me, when Frey underwent level certification, how long did his magic output last?"

  "Uh... " Grian hesitated for a moment, then leaned in close to Old Green's ear with an air of secrecy: "Twenty-eight minutes..."

  "What!" Old Green almost jumped up when he heard this.

  His current expression is no different from that of Grian at the beginning, looking at Lin's gaze as if he were looking at a monster. When faced with such an infinitely powerful pervert, whether it was a great demon or a legendary wizard, there was actually no difference. In fact, they didn't know that what they were experiencing now was something Anduin had experienced many times before on the Sunset Mountains...

  Old Green hesitated, he was originally going to find the root of the problem from the intensity of magic power, but now it seems that Lin Li is simply infinite in magic power, and thinking about it from this aspect is destined to be a wrong direction.

  "In fact, I think what Ferre lacks most now is actual combat experience."

  Greer's words left both of them momentarily stunned. Lin Li thought to himself, and it seemed that this was indeed the case. Back in the Sunset Mountains, he had faced different magical beasts every day, from level 4 to level 8, from Lion Scorpions to Double-Headed Flying Dragons. Almost every day, he had struggled at the edge of life and death, but his magic level had advanced by leaps and bounds. From an apprentice to a level 8 magician, it was as if only a blink of an eye had passed, without feeling any obstacles.

  And then arrived in Gallos City, had better learning conditions, but the actual use of magic time, suddenly became less, truly with people fighting times even fewer, front and back together, only a total of three and a half times, among which three times were occupying an absolute advantage, the only one that could not be beaten was still with Old Merlin's pure spiritual power contest, but that contest both sides did not use magic, so strictly speaking, can only count as half a time...

  At the same time, Lin's magical level also suddenly showed a stagnant trend. If it weren't for the battle between the two mages later on, which greatly benefited him, he would probably still be stuck at the 8th rank of mage.

  Magic is just so strange...

  Possessing immense magical power, mastering a large number of spells, and implying even stronger combat capabilities. Many things can only be explored through actual combat, just like pharmacology. Mastering many formulas doesn't necessarily make one a master pharmacist; it's possible that when it comes to action, they can't even concoct a simple awakening potion.

  "Director Gwain is right... Well, I don't have anything else to do these few days anyway. How about I help you gain some practical experience?"

  "This... doesn't seem quite right?" Lin Li scratched his head, somewhat hesitant: "You're a legendary magician, and I'm going up against you - isn't that just asking to die?"

  "Don't worry about this, I'll only use the power of a Magical Warrior rank, and the magic won't exceed level 10."

  Next to him, Grian was anxious and couldn't help but keep giving him meaningful glances. This little scoundrel is really infuriating! The legendary mage deliberately suppressed his power and pointed it out to him, yet he's still hesitating back and forth... If it were me, I would have directly pounced on him long ago...

  "Alright..." Lin Li nodded and took a few steps back.

  "Wait a minute!" At this time, Old Green suddenly called for a pause: "This habit of yours is very bad."

  Lin Ligang was about to cast the Ice Shield spell on himself when he heard Old Green's voice, "Wait a minute." He froze in place and asked somewhat bewilderedly, "What habit?"

  "The habit of stepping back before casting a spell." Old Green pointed to the position he had stood in earlier: "Just now when you were casting the ice cone, you also did this, taking a few steps back before preparing to cast. This habit is very bad. A magician is not an archer and does not need to deliberately create distance, nor do they need to use their environment to win battles. A true magician can control the rhythm of battle in an instant, at any distance or in any environment. We only rely on our own strength!"

  He stood quietly, listening intently, knowing that this was indeed his own shortcoming. The endless world of hunting had brought him a good sense of rhythm, but also many deeply ingrained bad habits.

  For example, before fighting, it is customary to retreat a few steps back.

  For example, in combat, they like to add Swift to themselves and use Slow on their enemies to maintain a speed advantage.

  Overemphasizing the distance between friend and foe.

  All sorts of things...are completely unnecessary for a magician.

  "Remember, a magician's battle always has only two rhythms: control and explosion."

  "I remember..." Lin stood thoughtfully, nodding slightly, and at the same time, a gust of wind blade tore through the air, this time, he didn't retreat half a step again.

  "Hehe, learned quickly." Old Green could only use the power of a magic knight, and it was no longer possible to block the wind blade with just magic like before. However, the old man's expression remained calm and unhurried, and almost at the same time as the wind blade made a whistling sound, an ice armor technique had already been summoned.

  The wind blade cut through the crystal clear ice surface, emitting a piercing sound.

  But Old Greene's counterattack was very different from Lin Li's. Under the protection of the Frost Shield, the old man began to chant in a low, muffled tone. His speed of chanting spells wasn't particularly fast, and in some ways, it was even slower than Lin Li's. However, he gave off an air of familiarity and fluency, without any pauses in between. By the time his last spell fell into place, seven Arcane Missiles had already taken shape.

  Old Green just waved his staff and seven arcane missiles shot towards Lin Li at the same time.

  Time froze, the ice shield shattered, and even the elemental shield that had just been raised was left with only a thin layer. All it would take was one spell from Old Green to completely shatter it.

  Straining to maintain the elemental shield, Lin Li's expression remained calm and unruffled. First, a magical backlash disrupted Old Gruin's spellcasting rhythm, while he began to chant the incantation of Mind Chaos, hoping to drag the battle into a purely spiritual confrontation.