Chapter Twenty-Three: Shot in the face
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Listening to Cromwell's vicious scolding, Kevin really had the heart to die, he really wanted to jump up and slap this idiot twice, and ask him who he only didn't know who he was scolding, that was the most privileged person in the Magic Guild, even Grean had to smile when he saw him, and now he was actually pointed at his nose and told him to get out, Kevin felt that he was really going crazy......
"It's over......" Seeing that Lin Li was still smiling, Kevin's heart beat a drum.
In Cromwell's shout, the magic guild hall seemed to suddenly fall silent, and everyone stopped what they were doing, and their eyes fell on Cromwell.
Their expressions were full of sympathy and pity, and they looked into Cromwell's gaze as if they were looking at an idiot with a congenital disability.
Although Gray Yan didn't say anything in the past few days, in their minds, they had already equated Lin Li with the thirty bottles of arcane elixir.
This is too obvious, Grean has just given him the greatest privilege of the Magic Guild, and when he turns around, the news of thirty bottles of arcane potions has been spread, and even the blind can see the relationship between them.
If there is anyone in the current magic guild who must not be provoked, it is undoubtedly the young mage wearing the old magic robe in front of him.
Not to mention just Cromwell, even Cromwell's father, the old Merlin, who is said to be no less magical than Grean, is definitely a dead end if he provokes this young mage.
The person who takes the Arcane Elixir is thirty bottles, will never care about taking out the thirty more bottles, under this fatal temptation, I don't know how many killer assassins are waiting in line for you, and you are still chattering there, I really don't know how to write the word dead......
Of all the people present, Cromwell was probably the only one who hadn't figured it out.
After returning from the Luoyue Mountain Range, Cromwell's mood has never been so happy, the resentment that has been accumulated for a long time suddenly burst out today, and the evil breath held in his chest finally has an outlet for catharsis, every word is extremely vicious, and he is extremely sarcastic and sarcastic, from the old mage robe on Lin Li's body, to the despondeny that he can't even afford a magic staff, and has been scolded until he doesn't know his identity, and dares to participate in such an important conversation......
Refreshing! Cromwell hasn't been this cool in a long time!
But this kind of thing is actually very wonderful, just like that, it's so cool that it's often going to be ejaculated......
Cromwell was like that.
He was cool, but just when he was extremely cool, he suddenly saw Lin Li raise his right hand.
There are no superfluous gestures and no complicated spells.
There was only a violent fluctuation of magic, and a muffled "boom".
Immediately afterwards Cromwell felt as if he had been smashed in the face with a hammer, and at that moment, Cromwell even felt as if his entire face had been smashed, and it was an incomparable force that suddenly came to his face.
The force was so powerful that Cromwell had not even had time to scream, he had already been violently knocked out, and the whole person was like a kite with a broken string, flying more than ten meters away, and finally fell heavily on the steps of the door under the gaze of everyone.
Cromwell only felt that his body was cold and wet, and his mind was groggy, as if he had just been clamped with a door panel, and the bridge of his nose seemed to be broken, and a stream of heat was flowing out of his nostrils, mixed with the water stains on his face, and he didn't know whether it was blood or water......
He clearly saw that it was a column of water that had struck him.
It's so cool, it's really going to, but Cromwell is more unlucky, he was shot, and he was shot in the face......
The hall suddenly fell silent, the dozens of magicians present, including Kevin, had been studying magic for at least twenty years, and with their eyes, how could they not see that what Lin Li was using just now was the second-level magic impact water curtain.
And the level magic impact water curtain is not terrible, what is terrible is the way Lin Li uses it.
There were no superfluous gestures, not the slightest chanting sound.
Just like that, as soon as he raised his hand, he easily released the impact water curtain, which was truly instantaneous!
Even beginner magic apprentices know that what limits the combat power of magicians is not mental power or magic power, but the preparation time of magic, complex gestures and lengthy spells, making magicians in battle always as dangerous as walking a tightrope, and most magicians in this world are studying the same topic - how to release magic as quickly as possible.
And the best interpretation of "fast" is undoubtedly instantaneous.
But it's just too hard......
Absolute control of mental power, precise distribution of magical power, and complete resolution of the elemental structure......
This is beyond the realm of knowledge and technology, and belongs to a completely different level.
Maybe some magicians above level ten can barely instantaneously send two first-level and second-level spells with the experience they have accumulated over the decades, but for more magicians, instantaneous spells are just a distant dream.
But today, everyone saw it, and a second-level magic burst out in an instant.
And the person who used this second-level magic was only a young mage who was not yet twenty years old.
It's all more than they can imagine......
"Demon, demon......" A white-bearded magician in the crowd looked sluggish.
His words were completely representative of the hearts of everyone present, and they could not think of any other word to describe the young magician except the word demon.
For a while, the hall was surprisingly quiet, except for the rapid breathing of everyone, only the slight footsteps of Lin Li came from the steps.
Lin Li still had a smile on his face, and even greeted Cromwell politely when he approached him: "Long time no see, Cromwell Magician." ”
"Good...... Long time no see......" Cromwell subconsciously shrank back, because of the injury to his nose, there was a hint of nasality in his intermittent voice.
Although as early as the time of the Falling Mountain Range, Lin Li had killed a bipedal wyvern in front of his eyes.
But Cromwell always felt that this down-and-out magician was not as strong as his own.
It was just luck to kill the Wyvern, and that ice pick happened to pierce the Wyvern's wound, and if it weren't for this, he would have been torn to shreds by the Wyvern.