Chapter 342: Fourth Ring Arcanist
"Elite fighter?!"
Everyone was stunned, not because of an elite warrior.
He was just a fourth-rank elite warrior. Not to mention the natives, he was not rare even among the players.
What confused them was that the ones who came out of the Mage Association to fight in the mage battle were actually fourth-level elite warriors.
This is truly incredible.
When the mage on the field saw Zhang Guangmo, the murderous look between his brows made the mage a little dazed for a moment.
Isn't he a mage? Why is he a warrior?
This thought came to my mind and I was distracted on the battlefield.
But he is a six-ring wizard after all, with strong mental power. Even if he has little combat experience, his strong mental power can force him to calm down.
In fact, the so-called combat experience is nothing more than making the best response in the shortest time in an emergency situation. For a mage, this can be done in a rational state. Of course, the mentality factor must also be taken into consideration, but a lot of things can be ignored in a rational state.
The mage reacted instantly, casting a defensive spell to shield himself, and then with a flash of silver-white light, he appeared two hundred meters away.
Mage's life-saving spell, Flash!
However, before he could catch his breath, he noticed a silver-white light flashing in front of him and space magic fluctuations. In just a moment, Zhang Guangmo appeared in front of him with a cold expression and swung the steel staff in his hand.
"Fourth Ring Mage!"
"Flash!"
There were exclamations from outside again. A fourth-ring mage was rarer than a fourth-level warrior, and a fourth-level warrior who was also a fourth-ring mage was even rarer.
At this moment, even Mo Lan was slightly surprised and fell silent.
Recalling the time when Zhang Guangmo exchanged for the arcane master's information, he suddenly realized that Zhang Guangmo was not only a fourth-ring mage and a fourth-ring warrior, but also probably a fourth-ring arcane master.
Mo Lan was somewhat envious of Zhang Guangmo, and murmured.
"Fourth-ring warrior, fourth-ring arcanist, these are what I wanted to do but didn't do.
So far, my arcanist level is still the third ring, and so far I have only barely integrated some of the arcanist's concepts into the mage.
Although I have reached the level of a mage now and can kill ten Zhang Guangmos with one spell, I am still envious. "
Lu Bin fell silent after hearing this.
While Mo Lan was sighing, the mage from the Royal Capital Association flashed away again.
“I didn’t use any magic just now. This attack is equivalent to that of an ordinary fourth-level warrior. It can’t break the shield.
If I had hit the shield just now, and you were preparing your attack spell before the shield broke, I would have been in a passive position even if I hadn’t died.”
Zhang Guangmo's indifferent voice echoed in the ears of Wangdu Mage.
"But you have too little combat experience. Flash is a fourth-level spell, a life-saving spell. One flash saves one life, and you only have four fourth-level spell slots.
You used up two flashes and one shield, do you still have flash?"
As soon as Zhang Guangmo finished speaking, Master Wang Du's expression changed slightly.
"Don't be affected by his words. He is a fourth-ring player. He only needs one flash spell!"
"The Royal Capital Association has issued this warning. If this happens again, it will be treated as a failure."
The host's identity sounded, causing Errol to look at him and then shut his mouth.
"Oh, really? Look at me, next, it's hunting time!"
Zhang Guangmo's cold voice sounded in Master Wangdu's ears, making him subconsciously turn his head to look over, but at this moment a strong light flashed, and a bright beam of light like gold shone on Master Wangdu's face.
His face was burning, his eyes were in great pain, there was only a pale whiteness between heaven and earth, he could not see anything, he was blind.
And everyone can feel the chaos of the scattered elements in the environment, a strange feeling, as if there is a problem with the perception of mental power, and the clear range of perception has narrowed a bit.
Seeing this, Zhang Guangmo walked forward with his staff in hand. As he took a step forward, he restrained all his aura.
Without using any spells or any spell fluctuations, Zhang Guangmo simply relied on his skills and walked without making any noise.
At this time, many viewers were shocked to find that neither the warriors' perception nor the mental power of the probe seemed to be able to capture Zhang Guangmo's existence. It seemed that only the naked eye could see him, and Wangdu Mage was blind...
The victory is already decided. All Zhang Guangmo needs to do next is walk over and hit him lightly with the stick. During this process, he only needs to prevent the Wangdu Mage from randomly bombing the ground.
However, at this moment, everyone watched Zhang Guangmo move away from the Royal Capital Mage and then release a spell.
A phantom appeared, but it was very weak and only emitted faint spell fluctuations.
After the phantom appeared, it walked towards the mage silently without making any sound.
Then, Zhang Guangmo spoke, but his identity came out in the phantom.
The sound coming out of the phantom's mouth was very small. When it came out of the phantom's mouth, it seemed to be sounding in the air, making it difficult to locate.
Everyone was stunned by this series of measures, and there was a bit more pity in their eyes when they looked at the Wangdu Mage.
The phantom approached little by little without making any sound, as if a top assassin was about to kill the mage.
The words in his mouth continued to echo beside the King's Mage, behind him, moving left and right, in an unpredictable manner.
And Zhang Guangmo was more than a hundred meters away from Wangdu Mage from beginning to end. He moved silently, with one hand flying, as if preparing something. It didn't look good, but there was no magic fluctuation at all, and no elements gathered, as if he was just dancing randomly.
The phantom gradually approached, and when it took another step forward, the panicked Wangdu Mage suddenly laughed.
"Hahaha, I caught you. Do you think you can mislead me by covering up the sound of your movements, concealing the elemental aura, and diverting the sound of your voice?
Do you think you can lead me to waste spells by talking in other directions? I tell you, you know nothing about the Six-Ring Mage, go to hell! "
The King's Capital Mage laughed, and the phantom moved at high speed, but no matter how it moved, the King's Capital Mage's bleeding eyes were fixed on him.
It's locked!
“Go to hell!”
A storm formed instantly, and countless wind blades turned into the most basic units to form the storm, strangling everything within the range of the storm.
Sixth-ring range attack spell: Tornado!
When the King's Capital Mage laughed heartily, confident of victory and with all the pressure gone, many spectators looked at him with expressions full of pity.
Almost at the moment when Tornado cast the spell, a spell model opened, silently with only a faint elemental fluctuation.
Wrapped in silver-white light, Zhang Guangmo instantly appeared behind Wang Dufa, slowly raising the steel staff in his hand.
When Master Wangdu sensed the nearby magical fluctuations, his expression suddenly changed. Before he could cast a spell, the steel staff held high in Zhang Guangmo's hand was enveloped by a thick layer of golden light.
At the same time, a force field opened on the steel rod.
Soldier!
The shield is broken.
Bang!
The steel staff hit the Royal Capital Mage's neck hard, making a cracking sound.
"Zhang Guangmo from the Mage Association wins!"
