Bloodline of the Wizard
Chapter 199 - 113 The "Challenge" That Can’t Be Refused - As You Wish (Thanks to Si Si, the Alliance Hierarch)_2

Chapter 199: Chapter 113 The "Challenge" That Can’t Be Refused - As You Wish (Thanks to Si Si, the Alliance Hierarch)_2

He had a big bow-shaped First Rank Magical Tool, using his own metal medium as arrows. His own archery skills were also exceedingly superb. During combat, the explosive effects of Elemental Magic Enchantment combined with the Metal Magic [High Energy Crucible] left his slightly lower-ranked opponents unable to lift their heads, drawing the attention of many.

Ronan noticed that the Soul Seal refined by Orlando also seemed to amplify this aspect, making the metal arrows he shot faster and more accurate.

"It’s much closer to Benny’s style."

Ronan watched as the cold young man named Orlando stepped down from the Combat Arena, thinking to himself, "Once he grasps the Extraordinary Magic Realm, there will be a qualitative leap in his Strength, and he will rise to fame..."

Ronan realized how crucial the [Power of Break Magic], a power of the Extraordinary Magic Domain, was for Wizards who took the "close combat route." During his duel with Travis, he showed the effects of [Power of Break Magic] and understood why it shook and garnered so much attention from the crowd.

The [Power of Break Magic] seemed to be one of the most suitable abilities for "close combat" Wizards, as it could dismantle the force field effects of the Magic Domain.

Of course, only Ronan knew that the reason why [Power of Break Magic] showed such astonishing effects in his hands, even effortlessly tearing through a Second-level Wizard’s Extraordinary Magic Domain Force Field, was largely due to the terrifying Physical power his physique provided.

This... was unknown to others.

The rankings in the sky above the Combat Arena changed constantly, with booming noises occasionally coming from overhead.

The noise came from a giant, metallic, silver-hued bat, which also happened to be overseeing this trial by combat.

The bat looked like some sort of Alchemy Puppet creation, but it seemed to house a human soul within. Ronan heard others call it "Biondini," and as for the master of the silver bat...

Ronan’s gaze moved upwards, settling on an old Wizard with a white beard, dressed in a splendid Magic Robe and wearing a Wizard Hat.

This Level 3 Wizard had his eyes closed since his appearance, in a seemingly dozing state, as if no battle below could arouse his interest.

Almost all the high echelons of the Magic Ring lived within the central Silver-white Tower.

They assisted the Ring Master in managing the Magic Ring and served as "mentors" for the Magic Ring Wizards, representatives of different Magic Schools.

Normally, a Magic Ring Wizard would quickly receive invitations from various factions after joining. After choosing to join a faction, the senior High Ring Wizards within would teach the necessary inheritance and knowledge. If one could climb the ranks, there was a chance to meet with these faction leaders and have them as mentors.

There was also competition and conflict between different factions, like the tension between Basil, who brought people to the entry-level test, and Turpa, who was responsible for the test. Usually, the Strength of the factions would be compared at that time.

If the faction you joined was powerful, with high-level Wizards willing to stand up for you, problems could typically be resolved smoothly; otherwise, you might have to choose to avoid them.

Moving from one faction to another within the Magic Ring was also quite common.

The Magic Ring as a whole functioned in such a competitive and healthy environment.

Ronan was an exception; he "offended" many different powerful factions as soon as he joined, thus being ostracized by all factions, or it could be said... he represented the "Benny" faction.

Watching battles, contemplating... Occasionally, Ronan simulated battles against certain Wizards in the Arena in his mind, or tested some unexpected magical methods.

Unknowingly, time passed, and the first round of the magical trials drew to a close.

"Boom..."

The ground beneath suddenly started to tremble. Ronan stood up subconsciously, then saw that the Level 3 old Wizard, who had been in an "astral projection" state, had at some point opened his eyes.

His indifferent and weathered gray eyes shone with a light that seemed capable of piercing through Mist, his great spiritual power like a vast ocean in tumultuous waves.

Without any visible action from him, a massive quantity of Free Energy Particles from the surroundings converged, and the ground in the center of Battle Square began to break free from the clutches of gravity with a "boom," rising towards the mid-air...

Ronan’s eyes trembled with shock; the might of the Level 3 Wizard surpassed his imagination.

With a single motion of lifting countless tons of earth and stone, even if it was just to crush people, probably only a few Level 2 Wizards could withstand it.

He suddenly remembered the war that led to the downfall of Hoddam Academy when the high sky was covered with clouds resembling coagulated blood clumps. That powerful Wizard from Crimson Tower must have been a Level 3, perhaps even stronger than the old man before him...

Compared with such existences, Second-level Wizards really seemed like ants.

As he thought, a new Combat Arena had already been formed in mid-air, a large floating rock platform surrounded by the glowing light of a Rune Formation.

Those previous fragmented "Arenas" had now combined into one: broader, more formal, and more robust.

The stage for the second round!

"Anyone who wishes to challenge an opponent, write down their name and hand it to me..."

The voice of the silver bat serving as the "referee" resonated from the sky, announcing the rules and format for the second round of the duel to everyone.

The second round was a stage for challengers, with the majority of Wizards stepping back to the spectating seats.

Wizards keen to challenge for higher rankings wrote down the names of their targets and handed them to the silver bat Biondini, who would conduct preliminary screenings – deciding against challenges that were too lopsided to be meaningful, then informing the selected "challengers" to the challenged.