Medellin was stunned when he heard this: "Who are you fooling?" ”

"This, it's a secret ......" Lin Li smiled, didn't continue to talk about this topic, just smiled and said: "Anyway, don't worry, I really didn't mean to let you." ”

"Really?" Medellin looked at him suspiciously, and finally chose to believe this statement, after all, he really couldn't think of any reason for the other party to release the water, in order to save face for himself? Are you kidding...... Medellin knew this kid too well, and with his surname, he would never be able to do such a kind thing.

"Of course it's true!" Lin Li's face was worried.

"Forget it, it's useless to ask you." Medellin stared at him for a long time, and finally shook his head, giving up the intention of continuing to ask, anyway, none of the words that came out of this kid's mouth were true, even if he said that the sun came out of the east, he was probably thinking about how to get the sun to the west.

Damn, none of the magicians who came out of Garros were good!

Medellin scolded viciously in his heart, and when he looked at Masson and Ou Ling again, a pair of eyes were like big bad wolves staring at the little white rabbit.

"You...... What are you doing! Being looked at by Medellin like this, Masson's heart suddenly felt a little weak.

"Boy, I heard that you seem to have broken through the realm of magicians?" Medellin had a kind smile on his face, and he really looked like a kind elder: "Not bad, young man, much better than your uncle, Maurice, who is not angry." ”

"Awards, awards, this is all your teaching......" Medellin's praise made Masson a little flattered, so that even such a shameless person as him couldn't help but be humble, but he said modest words, but the proud smile on his face couldn't hide it.

"Well, I think so too." Medellin nodded, and said shamelessly: "It seems that I am a good mentor, so let's do it, Master Masson, anyway, it's still early today, how about I point you out again?" ”

"......" The smile on Ma Sen's face suddenly froze, he really wants to slap himself in the face now, make you talk nonsense, make you slap the ass, now shoot the trouble...... , it's over...... This old guy has just suffered a big loss at the hands of Ferry, and he can't be vented enough by him when he falls into his hands?

Masson is really dead now, he is not the monster of Ferry, if he falls into the hands of Medellin, he will be abused naked, plus this old guy is on fire again, after some abuse, he can have half a life left, even if he is lucky...... "What?" Seeing Masson grinding there, Medellin was a little upset: "Does Masson think I'm not qualified to guide you?" ”

"No, no, no......" The old guy's words came out, almost scared Ma Sen's soul, that is the strongest great magician, even if he gives Ma Sen a hundred guts, he doesn't dare to say that his old man is not qualified to guide himself...... Masson was in a hurry, and he didn't care about what he would be abused, so he walked over with a hard head.

"I'll be sure to give you good advice......" Medellin said through gritted teeth.

“……”

It was a battle without suspense, and although Medellin once again suppressed his own power, it was still effortless to deal with Mason Magus, and he only used a mana feedback to completely control the rhythm of the entire battle, and he could easily take Mason down at any time if he wanted to.

It's just that with the old guy's dark psychology, how could he be willing to end it so soon?

Abuse after abuse, destruction after abuse, and every time it stopped just when Masson was about to lose, this game of cat and mouse was extremely childish, but Medellín was playing with pleasure at a young age.

Not to mention the devastated Masson, even the two spectators on the side couldn't help but doze off.

Lin Li glanced at it for a few moments, and then lost interest in this game of cat and mouse.

So much so that later, he didn't pay attention to what this old and young boring guy did at all, because all his thoughts were on the previous battle, and a person of Medellin's level, once he was forced to use all his skills, was undoubtedly a rather terrible thing, and every detail and skill was worth learning seriously.

The whole battle process flashed in Lin Li's mind over and over again, every spell cast by both sides was split by him and compared repeatedly, almost every comparison, it would make Lin Li feel the strength of Medellin, this old guy is worthy of being close to the legendary level, the skills he showed in this battle can be described as flawless, if it weren't for the fact that he made a huge mistake at the beginning, if it weren't for his mental power being different from ordinary people, Then most of the losses now should be replaced by yourself.

How can the experience accumulated over the decades be clear in one sentence? An old monster like Medellín is purely instinctive in casting spells, and he doesn't need to think or measure at all, all he has to do is control the magic power, as for what magic should be released, I'm afraid even Medellin himself hasn't thought about it, it's purely a subconscious behavior.

Do what is right at the right time.

This is Lin Li's summary of the previous battle.

For a magician, this is probably the most ideal state.

Lin Li knew that he was still a long way from this state.

Although to outsiders, Lin Li's spell casting speed is not slower than Medellin's, and his response to various situations is equally reasonable, and even in many cases, he can also unleash some seemingly whimsical tricks, the kind of battle style full of ornamental surnames, which makes the hundreds of magicians in the guild hall addicted.

But I'm afraid that only Lin Li himself knows that the reason why he was able to reach such a level was purely his own spiritual power that far exceeded that of ordinary people.

It is precisely because of the support of that perverted spiritual power that he is able to risk the backlash of his magic power, compress the time of spell chanting to the greatest extent, and be able to devote at least half of his attention to analyze every change in the battle and come up with the most suitable way to deal with it.

One is interesting, the other is unintentional, and when the two are compared, it is natural to make a judgment.

However, Lin Li was not discouraged, because he knew that he would one day be able to reach that near-ideal state.

It is not difficult to achieve this state, it can be summed up as the word "repeatedly", repeated practice and repeated battles, and through countless repetitions, magic becomes a habit and an instinct.

Lin Li is no stranger to this feeling.

Just like the various specialties he is proficient in, once it reaches a certain level, it will naturally become an instinct, such as potions, Lin Li has not sorted out the formulas he has mastered for a long time, and he has even forgotten how many formulas he has mastered, but once he starts to prepare potions, he can clearly know how many herbs to use and how high the temperature should be used, many times this is the case, he doesn't need to think about it at all, and directly stretches his hand into the Ring of Immersturm, A bottle of herbs needed for the potion came out.

It's not just potions, it's all about forging alchemy with inscriptions.

This is probably the so-called technique of the Tao...... I have to admit that the benefits brought to Lin Li by this battle have far exceeded his estimates, and this benefit cannot directly improve his strength, but it can point out the right direction for Lin Li.

"Boom!" Suddenly, a muffled sound came, and Lin Li looked up with a bit of a dazed look, only to suddenly find Medellin's guidance to Marson...... Or rather, the abuse is over.

The old guy is really bored, after playing enough of the cat and mouse game, he still refuses to let go of Ma Sen, and the last thing he used to end the battle was actually mud and blindness, which made Ma Sen black and blind in the mud while fluttering and scolding...... "......" Lin Li rolled his eyes when he saw it, this old guy was indeed too boring.

"By the way, Ferry, didn't you say go to the Tower of the Omniscient?" At this time, Ou Ling suddenly asked.

"When will I ......" Lin Li looked puzzled, thinking about when I said I was going to the All-Knowing Tower, but just halfway through the sentence, he suddenly understood, hurriedly swallowed the second half of the sentence, and changed his words: "Yes, yes, yes, how about it, are you free?" ”

"I'm fine, I'll just accompany you over once."

"Let's go together."

The two of them were talking nonsense with serious faces, and even Ma Sen, who was in a state of blindness, couldn't listen to it anymore: "Hey, you two, wait for me!" ”

"Let's get out of here...... After some abuse, Medellin's mood finally improved a little, and while releasing a dispelling spell to lift Mason's blindness, he said to Lin Li: "But don't forget, you have to go to the Apothecary Guild once the day after tomorrow." ”

"Got it......" Lin Li nodded, even if Medellin didn't remind him, he remembered that the place of the Pharmacists Guild had been famous for a long time, and he was finally able to go and see it this time, how could he easily let go of this opportunity?

The three of them came out of the arena, only to find that the hall was already full of people.

"What's the situation...... Lin Li was startled, he clearly remembered that when he just entered, there were only a few dozen people in the hall, why did hundreds of people come in in a blink of an eye?

"I guess they probably wanted to see who the old guy......" Masson whispered beside him.

"Yes." Ou Ling nodded, and agreed with Masson for a rare time.

"Not really......" Lin Li swallowed his saliva, his heart feeling a little empty.

Then he found out that Masson was indeed not wrong.

Lin Li had just stepped out of the door with one foot, and all kinds of eyes fell on him, some envy and admiration, some doubts and speculations, and even more pointing and whispering, and bursts of "buzzing" sounds came into his ears, making Lin Li feel like a tiger in a zoo, at the mercy of a group of tourists.

To be honest, it's a bad feeling...... But if it's not happy, Lin Li can't do anything about them.

Just looking, you can't wrap your head up and keep it from people, right?

......The only thing Lin Li could do was to bury his head and squeeze out a way in the crowd with difficulty.

Fortunately, the onlookers were quite cooperative.

When Lin Li walked over, the crowd consciously divided into two sides, clearing a way for him.

It's just that while there is a way to go, the discussion of Lin Li has never stopped, although the voice is very small, but hundreds of people whisper together, but it turns the quiet hall into a busy city in an instant.

Finally escaped, but Lin Li found that the attention he received was not reduced in the slightest, and all the way to the guild hall, every magician Lin Li met always seemed to cast strange glances at him.

"See, this is Ferre from Garros."

"It turns out that he is Ferré, I seem to have heard that he even defeated Mr. Medellín, is it true?"

"Of course it's true, don't look at him now, I heard that when he was fighting Mr. Medellin, he grew three heads and chanted spells at the same time, and each of his eight arms held eight staffs, otherwise why do you think he is so young, why should he defeat Mr. Medellin!"

"Ah, three heads and eight arms, isn't that Naga?"

"Well, this is a guild secret, don't divulge it......"

"That's ...... so"

Discussions like this came to Lin Li's ears, and he really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"It seems that the All-Knowing Tower can't go to ......" The three of them walked all the way to the guild hall, Lin Li didn't plan to go to the All-Knowing Tower, even if he thought about it with his knees, he should have thought that now the All-Knowing Tower must be talking about himself with three heads and eight arms, and sending it to the door at this time is simply uncomfortable for himself.

"Why don't you go out and hide first, and then come back when the limelight passes, anyway, you don't know, this group of guys is like this, they nest in the guild every day, they have long been suffocated and perverted, and when there is a little bit of trouble, it will be spread, just like the idiot of Madias last time......"

Masson stopped in the middle of his sentence, because he suddenly saw that some idiot in his mouth was walking far away into the guild hall.

Matthias had actually seen them a long time ago, he hadn't been out of the Magic Guild for a day today, so how could he not know about the battle between Lin Li and Medellin?

It's just that he was much more surprised than the other magicians.

In his opinion, the guy who was fighting Medellín shouldn't have been here at all.

When the picture came from the crystal ball, Madias was stunned.

He couldn't figure out why this damn Garros hillbilly could still appear in the guild, didn't he already let Argus go to Fire Feather Mountain, that was a real archmage, even if it was more than enough to deal with ten trial apprentices.

Can't even Argus kill him? Madias panicked......

(To be continued)