I really can't control myself

Can Linton really unleash magic? Olson couldn't believe it at all. Even though a huge fireball appeared in front of him, he didn't feel any magic fluctuations, so what on earth is this? Looking at the fireball in front of him, Olson said that he really couldn't understand it. Did he really not understand magic? He has some self-doubt.

Surprised, Olson immediately raised his staff and said, "Magic Shield."

A transparent wall appeared in front, and with a loud noise, the Fireball Technique hit the wall directly. Olson's face turned sideways again. This thing... was very powerful, much bigger than he imagined.

Seeing that his magic shield seemed to be unable to hold up, Olson quickly increased his magic output, and finally managed to hold on to the broken magic shield and block the blow. Seeing this situation, Olson suddenly became panicked. Something was wrong.

"I see..." This was really the first time Linton fought against a mage. Although there was an assassin mage before, he was instantly defeated by his illusion and he didn't get much information. Now it seems that ninjutsu like Go Fireball can still be blocked by the magic shield.

By the way, Linton also found that his powerful fireball seemed to be a little more stable, and it felt like it was flying towards the target he launched it. He didn't know if he had overcome the shortcoming of randomly releasing magic.

"Did you see that this guy's fireball seems to be stronger than the fireball released by Master Olson?" At this time, the people around him couldn't help but start discussing.

"Who is this young man?"

"Didn't you hear? He seems to be a disciple of Elder Kotviko."

"Elder Kotviko? Is it that elder? I didn't expect his disciple to be so powerful. He is at the level of an elder of the association."

Hearing the words of the people around him, Olson's face suddenly turned ugly. How could he have become Klose's reputation-boosting tool? Regardless of the strange situation of the magic released by Linton in front of him, Olson was serious here. Woke up.

"Explosive flames!" With a wave of his hand, Olson released his own fire magic, explosive flames. Although this skill looks a bit like a large fireball, the difference is actually quite big. Although this shot does not look very strong, the flames that burst out after hitting it are not comparable to that of a fireball.

"Water Escape. Great Waterfall Technique."

Linton was not in a hurry. With a wave of his staff, a water ring appeared behind him, and then a large amount of water suddenly spurted out and rushed towards the opponent's explosive flames.

"What? He actually used water and fire magic at the same time, and he also used such strong water magic?"

"You didn't see that the magic crystal of the water system was embedded in his staff. That means he is better at water spells. The fire spell just now may have been for the other party to see."

"How old is this guy? He's really a genius."

It’s not strange to use multiple types of magic at the same time. Most magicians also practice more than one type of magic. They just have a major and a minor. However, it is quite rare to have opposite attributes like water and fire. In short, under the explanation of the cooperating onlookers around him, Linton's fashion value skyrocketed.

With a "boom", the Great Waterfall Technique collided with the opponent's explosive flames. The flames in the explosive flames erupted, forming a huge flame wall, but soon, the water flow covered it again, with water on one side and fire on the other. There was a bit of a stalemate, but slowly, the water flow gained some upper hand, and there was some restraint.

Olson found that he really underestimated the other party. He couldn't imagine that the other party could release such a level of magic at his age. Even if water could restrain fire, fire magic of his own level was not ordinary. This guy can block water magic. This guy is absolutely extraordinary. Could it be that... he is a saint at this age?

No wonder he provoked himself before, he seemed to have some confidence. However, Olson still sneered. He was still young. Reaching the Saint level at this age is indeed a great thing. But if you are too arrogant and want to compete with yourself and want to use yourself to gain reputation, then don't blame yourself for being ruthless.

Olson really hasn't exerted himself yet, and his ability is much more than that. After condensing the magic power, Olson was just about to release a burst of magic. Suddenly he looked up and found that Linton's figure had disappeared. Yes, just when the explosive flames and the waterfall technique collided with each other, a large amount of smoke was formed. At this moment, Olson lost Linton's vision. Unexpectedly, in this moment, Linton didn't know where to go. Where is it?

Just when Olson was looking for Linton, he suddenly felt a finger touching his back. Olson subconsciously turned his head, but heard "Breaking Path No. 4, White Thunder".

There was a "bang", and suddenly a light flashed through. The light directly penetrated Olson's body and opened a hole in his chest. Olson's feet softened and he knelt down directly on the ground. Covering the injury on his chest, Olson turned his head again and saw Linton appearing behind him.

"Do you listen to the motto of our Mellow family?" Linton said, "A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength. This means that even a lion will still use all his strength when hunting a rabbit. You are quite old. , Don’t you understand this? Underestimating your opponents on the field is the reason for your failure.”

After hearing Linton's words, the people around him were in awe, because it really made sense. Thinking that it is indeed a family motto, this short sentence actually contains such a great truth. Of course they didn't know that Linton was just making things up casually.

By the way, since the next mission requires contribution points, Linton can of course exchange the points for skills. Although he only has more than 300,000 points left, it is enough to exchange for skills like Bai Lei. Linton has long been eyeing this practical and fashionable skill.

Olsen was still surprised by this strange skill. It felt a little different from the strange magic just now, and it was particularly weird. But before he had time to think about it, after hearing Linton's words, his anger soared again. This was the feeling of elders educating younger generations. How could he not be angry? Listening to the discussions of the people around him, Olson really felt that he was humiliated and was being taught such a lesson by a junior.

Furious, Olson raised his hand directly, and his whole body flashed with light, especially the staff that emitted a dazzling red light, which was obviously a sign of using all his strength.

"Red Lotus Flame, Vulcan Flame Explosion."

"Stop!" Just when Olson was about to use his skills, a voice suddenly shouted from the side. Olson heard the shouting and instantly knew the identity of the person shouting, but he didn't want to stop at this time. Linton, the person who had made him lose face, was already on his must-kill list. Even if he made that person unhappy, he would kill him.

However, the man's shout caused Olson's skill to be launched a second late. At this moment, a black light flashed in Linton's hand: "Broken Dao No. 90, Black Coffin."

The huge black cube suddenly covered Olson, and before he could react, the Vulcan Pyroblast in his hand had been thrown out.

There was a loud "boom", and just as the black coffin covered the opponent, a huge explosion occurred the next second, and flames spurted out from the black cube. In an instant, the black cube could no longer hold up the erupting flames and burst open.

The surrounding temperature rose rapidly, and explosion flames flew everywhere. Fortunately, this training ground was not an ordinary training ground, and was protected by a magic shield. Even so, the magic shield could not withstand the damage of the fire. However, the people watching around were not ordinary people. They saw that something was wrong. The few mages in front quickly used magic power to strengthen the magic shield and barely withstood the shield rupture.

The inside of the shield was simply hell, and the surrounding ground was being burned by flames. It can be seen that Olson's blow was really amazing. The flames of this skill didn't feel like ordinary flames at all. It might have some special power. Linton felt it, but because he didn't know much about magic, he couldn't tell clearly. Maybe there is a difference between holy-level magic and ordinary magic.

However, when the flames slowly faded, what Linton saw was a charred man standing in front. Yes, it was Olson himself who suffered the most damage from this Vulcan pyroblast. Although Linton was also affected, it was only affected. The self-healing ability immediately repaired the burned area, but Olson was there. At the center of the flame explosion, he felt as if he had self-destructed with this spell.

There was a "plop", and sure enough, the next second, Olson himself fell down. Linton took a closer look and saw that his whole body had really turned black. It felt like he was doing it alone. It was pretty good to be able to maintain his human shape.

But the moment he fell to the ground, another man in a white robe appeared next to Olson. Without saying a word, he waved his hand, and some radiant water groups surrounded Olson. Linton knew that the other party was probably treating Olson.

Looking at the old man in white robe who suddenly appeared, he looked older. If Olson looked about sixty years old, he would be an old man in his eighties or nineties, with a goat-like white hair. He has a beard and a somewhat thin figure. Maybe magicians are like this, not like a samurai who has muscles all over his body.

Although the other party was wearing a white robe with no pattern, Linton felt that the other party must have a high status. After all, it could be seen from the expressions of the people around him. As soon as he appeared, the surrounding area immediately became quiet, and everyone looked at him with respect. Look at him.

"Medical team." The old man with the white beard said. Only then did the people around him react, and someone quickly came to help. The old man looked towards Linton.

"Hey, hey, it's a competition. Swords have no eyes. I told him, but he insists on competing." Linton said.

"What happened to your magic just now?" The white-bearded old man didn't ask about Olson at all, but asked anxiously about the magic Linton used.