Chapter Twenty-Four: The Old Plum Tree

  Cromwell always thought that the only young man in the Magic Guild who was qualified to be mentioned in the same breath as him, Kevin, a magician three years older than himself and also reached level 8 three years earlier than himself, was his only opponent in Galos City.

  As for Lin Li... he's just a low-level magician after all.

  But now, I'm so vulnerable in front of such a low-level magician.

  No reason, no excuse, just a simple and brutal impact of the water curtain, completely shattered Cromwell's pride for twenty years.

  As he lay on the ground, Cromwell suddenly found himself so weak.

  Lin Li bowed his head, looking at Cromwell with a smile still on his face, but the fierce light in his eyes made Cromwell have no doubt that he would be killed with just one move.

  Endless fear surged from the bottom of his heart, as if suddenly, Cromwell had returned to the Sunset Mountains and faced that terrible Thunder Ape again. Subconsciously, he shrank back a bit...

  "That's enough!" Just then a voice came from the steps below.

  Hearing this familiar voice, Cromwell, who was in the midst of fear, was like a drowning person grasping at a straw: "Father!"

  "Shut up! Aren't you ashamed enough?" Old Mei Lin stepped out of the crowd, wearing a black Taoist robe, his right hand tightly grasping a cyan-colored staff. A powerful aura emanated from him, and even Lin Lin, who was far away on the steps, felt an irresistible pressure.

  "Master Ferry, thank you for teaching my son a lesson." Old Merlin's expression was sincere as he slightly bowed his head in respect towards Lin Li, but when he lifted his head again, there was already a hint of killing intent in his eyes: "But some things should still be left to me as the father, young man. Being generous is always right."

  As Lao Mei Lin's voice fell, the magical elements around him suddenly showed a fierce fluctuation, as if a huge vortex was spreading out. Standing in the midst of the vortex, Lin Li felt an unprecedented pressure, and he had to grit his teeth tightly to prevent himself from yielding under this pressure.

  While emitting a strong oppressive force, the spiritual power of Old Mei Lin was like a wave crashing against the whirlpool's center, one wave after another.

  "You're too polite." Lin Li's teeth were clenched, and in an instant, he burst out with a perverted spiritual power, barely maintaining the gap with Lao Mei Lin Li.

  But between a 15th-level Archmage and an 8th-level Magician, the gap was far from being bridged by mental strength alone.

  It was a comprehensive gap, not just in terms of strength and experience, but also in understanding the rules.

  At this time, Lao Mei Lin was like a seasoned veteran who had mastered the rules of the game and was bullying a newcomer who had just stepped into the gaming circle.

  Once the 15th level is broken through and the realm of the Great Mage is reached, the understanding of the entire magical world will be completely elevated to another level. Even if Lin's spiritual power is strong and his magic is almost infinite, he cannot cross this gap in levels.

  All he can do now is barely hold on.

  But even this persistence cannot last for too long.

  Because Lin Li had already felt it, that huge vortex was spinning at an even crazier speed...

  Wave after wave of mental shock had brought him to the brink of collapse.

  It was a feeling of near despair, in that huge vortex, Lin Li felt that he had no room for resistance at all.

  "The Great Demon King is indeed formidable..." Since crossing over, Lin Li had encountered his first opponent that he couldn't counter, a deep sense of defeat welled up from the bottom of his heart.

  Actually, at this time, Lao Meilin's mood was no calmer than Lin Li's.

  This young magician, barely twenty years old, was even younger than Crenwell, but his control over power was many times stronger than Crenwell's innate talent. Moreover, Old Merlin discovered in the previous test that this young man's spiritual strength was terrifyingly strong, and he couldn't find his limits no matter how hard he tried.

  Lao Meilin was well aware that the only reason she could gain the upper hand in this uneven contest was because of her deeper understanding of the rules.

  The two sides had a nearly ten-level gap, and in the end, they actually decided to win or lose in this way.

  To know that the magician is a hierarchical profession, each level means a leap in power progress. The gap between the great magicians and the magicians is farther than the Dark Sea, only in the same level of combat, such as the battle between Old Merlin and Grian at this level, the rules are compared.

  The Great Mage bullied the Magician, and it was absolutely a crushing defeat...

  But what was supposed to be a crushing victory had turned into the current situation, and even Old Mei Lin couldn't help but feel secretly shocked.

  The only thing that made Old Mei Lin feel relieved was that this uneven and ridiculous fight would soon be over...

  Lao Mei Lin thought about it and felt a bit sad, the great demon master, actually rejoiced because he had finally defeated a magician with great difficulty.

  A huge vortex spins wildly, with spiritual shocks coming one after another in waves.

  Just as Lin Li thought he was going to be swallowed up by the massive vortex, a familiar voice came from within the Jade Tower: "Matthews, I see you're getting more and more muddled."

  Right after that, Lin Li felt a sudden lightness in his body. The massive whirlpool seemed to have vanished into thin air, as if it had never existed before. Old Mei was still standing far away on the stairs, but her gaze shifted from Lin Li's body to the depths of the Jade Tower.

  Gillian walked out of the tower with a clumsy gait, her round body rolling rather than walking.

  "Cut the crap, Gideon. You owe me an explanation for what happened today."

  "I'll give you a fork..." Grian's eyes widened, and he shot back without courtesy: "I'm telling you, Mathews, you're also getting on in years, shouldn't you understand things by now? You've bullied people from my Magic Guild, and yet you still want me to give you an explanation. Do you really think that just because I've gained some weight over the past two years, I'm easier to bully?"

  “……”

  As Grian's voice fell, the atmosphere outside the Emerald Tower suddenly became tense, and everyone's heart was lifted. This is not like the fight between Lin Li and Old Mei just now, which was just a father-son dispute after all. The two people standing here are both above level 15 great mages, leading one of the largest factions in Galos.

  Once the two major forces tear their faces apart, Gallos will immediately fall into chaos.