While waiting for the fire to go out, Roland saw Jeriya turn back again.

The two met at a high place, and Jeriya looked at the huge wildfire and asked, "You made it."

Roland nodded.

"What magic?" Jeriya's eyes still had an unbelievable look: "This is already the power of the forbidden spell."

"Little Fireball."

Jelia curled her lips unhappily. He sat directly on the stone without any image and said, "Don't joke at this time."

Roland said sincerely: "What a little fireball technique."

Jeriya suddenly turned his head and looked at him: "Are you saying true?"

"Really." Roland also sat on the stone and said helplessly: "Do you want me to perform for you again?"

"No need." Jeriya waved his hand, then he grabbed Roland's sleeve and said with his eyes glowing: "Give me the spell model, I will give you all my money. Five hundred gold coins, this is my savings for more than 20 years."

"Okay." Roland smiled: "I will write it out for you when I get back to the city. But I have to explain in advance that I can't guarantee whether you can do this to my level."

Roland has made considerable optimizations for the current small fireball model. It has improved a lot in terms of magic condensation speed and power. It is already very different from the model uploaded to the forum on the eve of the game's server launch.

This is his proud work. It is not too much to sell a thousand gold coins, and it is not too little to sell five hundred gold coins.

Jelia nodded: "I understand that personal talents are different."

As a mage who is close to the master level before he is fifty, Jeriya is also synonymous with "genius" in the eyes of many people. But he knows that he is at most a good talent, which is far inferior to a real genius.

He had seen a traveling wizard before, who came from the Kingdom of Frans, and he had extremely exquisite wind-type magic. Many skills that others could not do or even dare not think of were used at will.

So Jeriya knew that in this world, just do your own thing and move forward steadily, and there was no need to fight with those freaks.

But Jeriya also hopes that he can meet a very talented student in the future. Even if his achievements stop at the master level, if he can train a legendary student, it will be great. Wherever he goes, he can use the reputation of his students to show off his power.

Although I can't compare to Roland, it's impossible. The other party is so young, but if his students are much better than his students, it will be a matter of gaining face.

At this time, Ligu Castle City is in the magic tower.

The magic apprentices from both sides are having a friendly exchange.

Ligu Castle Square: What, you only learn from the hands of a mage now?

Delbonfang: Yes.

Ligu Castle: What's the point of learning that thing? Isn't it a basic introductory trick?

Delbon: Our president said that the more basic things are, the better the foundation is.

Ligu Castle: Your president is still too young.

Delbon: What did you say?

Ligu Castle: We are telling the truth.

Delbon: Are you here?

Most of the magic apprentices are young people, and they are either noble or big merchants, with a relatively arrogant personality.

Ligu Castle felt that he was a local landlord, and Jeriya was obviously older than Roland and should be stronger, so he had a sense of superiority.

The six magic apprentices in Delbon were all pulled by Roland and slowly taught them to grow up. Their recognition and admiration for Roland were very strong.

Those who have to be involved casually question the correctness of Roland's views.

If neither side can convince the other party, then practicing one game is the best proof.

"Let's go to the magic lab, don't say we bully you. There are only six of you, and we also give six of you."

"OK!"

Both sides ran to the fourth floor laboratory, and after a while of noisy, they formed a formation.

A magic apprentice from Ligu Castle stood up, hooked his fingers at Vivian and others, and said proudly: "I am Smier, who can have seven first-level magics, including small fireballs, wind blades, and intimidation of humans."

Vivian originally wanted to stand up first, she was the strongest of all magic apprentices.

But the old man Jerry walked to the center of the venue before her and said to the people from Ligu Castle: "I am Jerry, and the six of us are studying with the teacher. I am the most unpromising one."

More than 30 magic apprentices on the other side saw Jerry's appearance, an old man, were laughing secretly.

At such an old age, it is extremely rare to still be a magic apprentice, which shows how poor his talent in magic is.

"I won't take advantage of you either. Next, I will only use the little fireball technique to face you." Smier said with a hypocritical smile.

The magic apprentices of Ligu Castle pursed their lips or covered their mouths and laughed secretly.

They did not do anything at all. After all, the other party is a guest, so they still have to give some necessary respect and can't laugh.

"I can do the little fireball technique, but my mage's hand is even more powerful." Jerry said calmly.

There was another chuckle from Ligu Castle.

The magic trick of the mage's hand is what magic apprentices usually use to use small objects. How useful can one kilogram of lifting and grip strength be?

Smier felt that he would win this time. He was so charming that he condensed a small yellow fireball in his hand. He looked at Jerry, proudly about to say something.

As a result, a huge blue palm pressed over, grabbed him directly and carried him into the air.

Smier could not move at all when he was grabbed by his big blue palm and could not even struggle, so the small fireball disappeared.

Although Jerry's mage's hand, no matter whether it is grip or lift, is comparable to Roland's more than one ton, it is almost 300 kilograms.

With such strength, it is too easy to capture an adult with normal body shape.

"I won." Jerry looked up at Smier, who was hung in the air: "If I throw it hard, it's easy to throw you to death, and you have to admit this."

Smier, who was nearly three meters away from the ground, had to disagree with the other party's words.

The other five people on Delbon City all smiled.

Andonara looked behind her and shook her head in a funny way.

In her opinion, the battle between these magic apprentices is similar to that of children.

And the Ligu Castle side became confused.

What is this? The mage's hand looks like this?

Seeing Smyer admit defeat, Jerry slowly put him down and then glanced at the magic apprentices of Ligu Castle.

No one is laughing anymore.

"So who will compete with me next?" Jerry said in a calm tone.

He learned this tone from Roland, because Roland usually speaks with this kind of light and light taste.

The magic apprentices of Ligu Castle all looked at each other. After a while, someone finally stood up.

"You want to play against me, are you?" Jerry asked.

The magic apprentice waved his hand hard and said, "I just want to ask, what kind of magic is this."

The man pointed to the huge blue palm floating in front of Jerry: "What is this?"

"Mage's Hand!" Jerry said leisurely.

"This is impossible. The mage's hand doesn't look like this at all. It should be like this."

A blue translucent palm that is about the size of a normal person appeared, and compared with the huge blue palm in front of Jerry.
Chapter completed!