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There are six days in a week in the Myers continent, and the seventh day Salin came to the Princess's Mansion happened to be the day when the school started. WWw、QUAbEn-XIAoShUo、cOm
Sikka and Nailisi are not magicians, so they have no right to attend the lectures, and they don’t understand even after hearing them. Feren personally brought Salin to the school, making other low-level mages extremely envious.
The building of the school has no resemblance to that of a noble school. It is a completely open building, like an altar in a temple, wide and clean. It is surrounded by dozens of pillars, with only a stone platform in the middle.
Faerun was closest to the middle, and Saleen was sitting next to him, with a mage whispering behind him.
"Who is that person?"
"I don't know, I've never seen it."
"You can't be Lord Faylan's student, right?"
"Nonsense, you don't know what adults think. If you were willing to accept students, you would have accepted them long ago."
Salin has a keen sense of hearing and doesn't mind. He understood that these mages, although he could listen to the guidance of eighth-level wizards here every week, were not as good as having a great magician by his side to teach him every day.
There are fine magic patterns on the stone platform, and an old man is sitting on it. Salin knew that this old man without a beard was an eighth-level mage. The old man closed his eyes to meditate. When Feren sat down, he suddenly opened his eyes. These eyes are blue, extremely pure, without any impurities, not even the pressure of a strong person.
Saleen sat next to Faerun, saying nothing, just waiting quietly. The magician's gaze stayed on him for a moment, then he closed his eyes and did not speak.
The school suddenly became silent, and Salin heard soft footsteps.
A figure walked up the steps, and all the mages were waiting quietly. Saleen saw Princess Rex, wearing a mage's robe, walking lightly as she came to Faerun and sat down on Faerun's right side.
She said: "It's time, teacher, please start."
Although Salin had long been accustomed to the exaggerated strength in the princess's palace, he still couldn't believe it when he saw Princess Rex's mage robe. Princess Rex wore a gray mage robe with two magic marks on her chest.
A fifth-level magician
According to Fearon, Princess Rex left Holy Rock City when she was seven years old and lived in Bitter Water County for ten years, which was only seventeen years old. A seventeen-year-old magician
This was something Salin couldn't understand. He can understand that the royal family has the largest resources on the continent and can train magicians at any cost. But since Princess Rex was kicked out of Holy Rock City, why would she still be treated like this
If the emperor didn't like her, he could just leave her alone. Why would he give her an eighth-level magician as a teacher
However, the magician was about to start his lecture, and Salin did not dare to ask Faerun at this time. The old man on the stone platform opened his eyes, smiled, and said slowly: "Today, I will teach you a water magic. The third-level ice blade technique."
No one dared to make a noise, but Salin heard the breathing frequency of hundreds of magicians. It feels amazing, and most people can't hide their disappointment. Only a few people breathed faster, obviously excited. There was only one person whose breathing remained calm and unchanged, and that was Princess Rex. As for Faerun, even though Salin was sitting next to him, he couldn't feel Faerun's breathing or heartbeat.
Ice Blade Technique is just an ordinary third-level magic, nothing surprising about it. This magic can create crescent-shaped water element attacks of varying sizes. In terms of attack power, it is still not as good as the fire-based Fire Bird Technique.
Salin was able to teach himself. He remembered the spells and gestures of this magic, as well as some of the key elements of its casting. But he understood that what the magicians taught him was definitely not these contents, and those excited magicians obviously also understood this truth.
"Everyone knows that fireball is the most common attack magic, and it is also the most powerful among magics of the same level. If you study it in depth, fireball can also be upgraded with the magician and become a high-level magic. But there is a famous motto that says, A mage who can only shoot fireballs is not a good mage."
The wizard's voice was calm and slow. Salin listened carefully, for fear of missing any of his words.
"Most of the known magics have been tempered for tens of thousands of years and are irreplaceable. Fireball is a typical example, and today I want to tell you that fireball is not the only one. Faerun, you can demonstrate it."
Feren nodded, flicked his finger, and a blue fireball rose into the air, from top to bottom, attacking the magician on the stone platform.
There were exclamations in the school. The blue fireball technique had broken away from the category of low-level magic. Moreover, this fireball attacked in a curved line, and seemed to be a ball of out-of-control fireworks in the air.
A crescent-shaped weapon instantly formed in front of the magician, shot through the air, and hit Faerun's blue fireball. It was as if the curved fireball hit by itself.
This ice blade was not upgraded, nor did it gain any strength because it was fired by a magician, but Saleen was surprised to see that Faerun's blue fireball dispersed silently after being hit by the ice blade. The ice blade did not disappear, but moved from top to bottom in the air, slashing towards Feilun's head.
Faerun seemed unaware that the ice blade disappeared from his forehead, and the magic elements dispersed, but did not cause any strong fluctuations.
The voice of exclamation disappeared. Although Faerun's fireball technique was surprising, the magician's ordinary ice blade technique was beyond the understanding of most mages. The magician has superb control over the ice blade, using a low-level magic to destroy the attack of high-level magic, and at the same time, he can accurately hit the target. If Faerun was the enemy, the ice blade would have cut open his head instead of dissipating into thin air.
Most people immediately became enthusiastic again. If they could learn this magic, they could have powerful attack power at a lower level.
"Who can tell me how I did it?" The wizard did not continue to demonstrate any skills, but began to ask questions.
Salin did not raise his hand. He vaguely understood the magician's skills, but he could not explain them in detail.
"Master, Master Faerun's fireball is a restrained magic that will continuously accumulate power. The farther the distance, the stronger the attack power. It may even swallow up the energy of some low-level magic shields. The nature of such a magic structure is loose and accumulated. There are too many holes between the rising elements. Just cut through the holes to completely defeat the fireball."
A third-level magician answered boldly. The magician nodded and said, "Andre, that's good. Who else can tell me?"
"Master, water magic is unstable, but it is more durable than earth magic. The low-temperature attribute of ice blade magic will instantly reduce the vitality of the fire element, making it easier to expose flaws."
"Scott, you are a little bit right." The magician said some words of encouragement. The magician named Scott also saluted with joy and was very proud.
"Salin, tell me, what did you see in this magic?" The magician suddenly named him, and Salin was startled. He didn't know how the wizard knew him.
Faerun snorted softly, and Saleen suddenly realized that it was Faerun and the magician who said something. He said cautiously: "Master, this should involve some calculations of the arrangement of elements. I can't answer it."
There was silence in the school. The master would personally ask the question about the origin of Salin. This guy is so ignorant. He can just say some opinions and say something that he can't answer. He is simply stupid.
The magician looked at Salin, suddenly raised his hand, and slowly released a fireball. The fireball flew toward Saleen at an extremely slow speed. The orange-red fireball was obviously controlled within the power of the second-level magic. Moreover, the speed of this fireball is pitifully slow, and it is not even magically locked.
Even an ordinary swordsman can dodge such an attack.
Salin raised his hand and released a series of ice picks. He was so proficient in the ice pick technique that he could launch them instinctively without thinking.
The first ice pick hit the fireball, stung, and dissipated. The second ice pick did not escape the fate of being scattered, and then the third and fourth.
Saleen's magic string is now fully evolved and can continuously release nearly 50 first-level magics. He was calculating quickly in his mind. The ice picks almost never stopped, and 30 ice picks had been released in one second.
The crowd erupted in exclamation again. Salin's magic speed has reached the theoretical limit. Is this still a human being? Isn't his mental control too powerful
Instant magic can theoretically be completed within 2 frames, but when it is released continuously, it involves how to prepare for the next magic and at the same time control the attack of the previous magic. When the third magic is released in a row, most people's magic release speed will slow down. Because this is too dangerous, if you don't control it well, the magic will explode in your hands.
In theory, very few people can achieve the ultimate level. Generally, such magicians have reached at least level six, like Faerun. Now this phenomenon has appeared in a second-level magician. There is no doubt that this person must be a student of Faerun, and he has known the test questions in advance and made full preparations.
Even so, Saleen's strength impressed these magicians. Because even if they knew the test questions in advance, they couldn't do this. This requires long-term practice, concentration, and strong mental strength to back it up.
The fireball slowly approached Salin, and when it finally hit the forty-first ice pick, it was broken by Salin's ice pick and dissipated in the air. Salin's ice pick also disappeared at the same time, and he let out a sigh of relief. In just over a second, his brain almost reached the peak of calculation, and finally found the weakness of the fireball.
The magician smiled and said to the mages in the school: "You see, as long as you master the calculation, even first-level magic can also block the attack of second-level magic. Level is not the only criterion for measuring magic. If you give me enough Based on the time calculation, even the Golden Sword Master can cut it in half."
Salin barely heard what the magician was saying, he was still immersed in the calculations he had just made. Now even if the magician didn't tell him, he understood how the magician defeated the fireball in Faerun.
Figaro's magic formula! The weakness of any magic can be derived using this formula. But the battlefield is changing rapidly, and the magic released by any magician will be different. Calculating the weaknesses of magic in an instant is such a powerful ability!