Another World’s Versatile Crafting Master

Medellin snorted: "who lied?"

"This, it's a secret ..." Lin Li smiled, and didn't continue to talk about this topic, but just smiled and said: "In any case, you can rest assured, I really didn't mean to let you."

"Really?" Medellin gave him a dubious glance, and finally chose to believe this statement. After all, besides that, he really couldn't think of any reason for the other party to let the water go, in order to save his face? What a joke ... Medellin knows this kid too well, and with his character, he can never do such a kind thing.

"Of course it is true!" Lin Li's face looked awkward.

"Forget it, ask you for nothing." Medellin stared at him for a long time, and finally shook his head and gave up his intention to continue questioning. Anyway, what was said from the boy's mouth was not the truth. Even if he said that the sun came out from the east, he was mostly figuring out how to get the sun to the west.

Damn, none of the wizards from Garros is a good thing!

Medellin cursed fiercely in his heart, and when he looked at Mason and Ou Ling again, his eyes were like a wolf watching the little white rabbit.

"You ... what are you doing!" With a look at Medellin, Masson's heart suddenly felt a little vacant.

"Boy, I heard that you seem to have broken through the realm of wizards?" Medellin's smile was so kind that he really looked like a kind elder: "Nice guy, better than your uncle who is uncontested. Reese is much stronger. "

"You've taught me well, you've taught me well ..." Medellin's compliments made Mason so flattered that even a shameless man like him could not help but be humble, just talking. With a humble word, the proud smile on his face couldn't hide it.

"Well, I feel the same way." Medellin nodded, and said shamelessly: "It seems that my mentor is doing well, so let's do it, Master Masson. Anyway, today's burning novel It ’s still early on in the internet. How about I point you out? ”

"..." The smile on Masson's face froze instantly. He couldn't wait to slap his face now. Make you talk nonsense. Makes you goofy. Now it ’s time to shoot ...

Damn. This is over ...

The old guy just made a big loss in Ferre's hands. If he falls on his hands, he can't let him lose enough money?

Mason is really dead now. He wasn't Frey's monster. When it fell into Medellin's hands, it was naked abuse. Plus this old guy is on fire again. With some abuse, you can have half your life left, even if you are lucky ...

"How?" Seeing Mason grind there. Medellin was a little bit upset: "Does the Wizard of Masson feel that I am not qualified to point you?"

"No, no, no ..." the old fellow said. Almost didn't scare Ma Senhun. That was the strongest Magister. Even giving him a hundred guts. I dare not say that his old man is not qualified to instruct himself ...

When Mason was in a hurry, he couldn't help thinking about what he would be abused, and walked away arrogantly.

"Lao Tzu will definitely give you good pointers ..." Medellin said with gritted teeth.

This was an unsuspecting battle. Although Medellin suppressed his power again, it was still effortless to deal with the Mason Magus. With only one magic feedback, he thoroughly mastered the rhythm of the entire battle. If he wants, he can easily bring down Masson the Magus at any time.

It's just that the old man's dark mind, how can he be willing to end so quickly?

Time and time abuse, time and time again, each time just stopped when Masson was about to lose. This cat-and-mouse game is very naive, but a lot of ages in Medellin are playing too much. Happy.

Not to mention the battered Mason. Even the two side to the audience could not help but dozed off.

Bristly little glances. On the right of this cat and mouse game lost interest.

So much so that later, he didn't even notice what the two boring guys, the old one and the young, did. Because all his mind was put on the previous battle, a figure like Medellin. Once forced out of all skills, it is undoubtedly a terrible thing, every detail and every skill is worth studying carefully.

The entire battle process flashed in Lin Li's mind over and over again. Every time the casts of the two sides were split and compared repeatedly, almost every comparison would make Lin Li feel that Medellin was strong. This old guy is indeed already Close to a legendary figure, the skills he showed in this battle can be described as perfect, if not because he made a huge mistake in the beginning, if not because his mental strength is different from ordinary people If so, most of the losses now should be replaced by yourself.

How many years of accumulated experience can make one sentence clear? An old monster like Medellin is purely instinctual. It does not need to think or measure at all. All he has to do is control the magic. As for what magic should be released, I am afraid that even Medellin has not thought about it. That is purely a subconscious act.

Do the right thing at the right time.

This is Lin Li's summary of the previous battle.

For a magician, this is probably the most ideal state.

Lin Li knew that he was still quite far away from this state.

Although to outsiders, Lin Li's cast is not slower than Medellin, and the response to various situations is equally reasonable. Even in many times, he can release some magic tricks that seem to be wild, that kind of ornamental battle. Way, let the hundreds of magicians in the guild hall all scream.

But I am afraid that only Lin Li himself knows that the reason why he can reach such a level is purely his own mental strength.

It is precisely because of the support of that perverted mental power that he can risk the magic backwash, minimize the time of spell chanting, and be able to divert at least half of his attention and analyze every aspect of the battle. A little change and come up with the most appropriate response.

One is interesting, the other is unintentional. Naturally, it is a high order.

But Lin Li was not discouraged, because he knew that he could one day reach that near ideal state.

In fact, it is not difficult to achieve this state. In summary, it is nothing more than the word "repeated", repeated practice of repeated battles, and through countless repetitions, magic has become a habit and an instinct.

Lin Li is no stranger to this feeling.

It's like the professions he is proficient with. Once it reaches a certain level, it will naturally become an instinct, such as a medicament. Lin Li hasn't sorted out the recipes he has mastered for a long time. He even forgets how many recipes he has mastered, but once At the beginning of the preparation, he could clearly know how much herbs should be used and how high the temperature should be. Many times this is the case, there is no need to think about it, just reach out into the ring of the endless storm, and a bottle of medicine needs the herbs.

Not just potions, forging alchemy with inscriptions is all that.

This is probably the so-called technique is almost ...

Have to admit. The benefits brought to Lin Li by this battle are far beyond his estimation. This benefit does not directly enhance strength, but it can point Lin Li in the right direction.

"Boom!" There was a sudden muffled sound, Lin Li looked up with a bit of blankness, and then suddenly Medellin's guidance to Marson ... or torture was over.

The old guy is really boring. After playing the cat and mouse game enough, he still refuses to let go of Mason. The last thing he used to end the battle was muddy surgery and blindness. It made Masson's black lamp blindly swear while whipping in the mud ...

"..." Lin Li rolled his eyes and the old guy was really boring.

"Yes, Ferre. Didn't you say you want to go to the Tower of Omniscience?" Just then, Ou Ling asked suddenly.

"When will I ..." Lin Li looked puzzled. I thought when did I say I was going to the Tower of Omniscience, but just after half a sentence, he suddenly understood it, hurriedly swallowed the second half of the sentence, and said, "Yes, yes, how? Are you free? "

"I'm fine anyway, so I'll accompany you once."

"Let's go together then."

The two were talking nonsense with a serious face, and even Mason, who was blind, couldn't listen: "Hey, you two, wait for me." Hurry up ... "After some abuse, Medellin My mood finally got better, while letting out a dispel magic to lift Mason's blindness, he said to Lin Li: "But don't forget, you have to go to the pharmacists' union the day after tomorrow. "

"I see ..." Lin Li nodded. Even if Medellin didn't remind him, he remembered that place of the Pharmacist Association. He has been famous for a long time. It was so hard to see this time, how could he be easy? Let this opportunity go?

The three came out of the arena, and it was long before the hall was full of people.

"What's the situation ..." Lin Li was startled, he clearly remembered that when he first entered the ground, there were only dozens of people in the hall. Why did he squeeze hundreds of people in at a glance?

"I guess most of them want to see who did the old guy ..." Mason whispered beside him.

"Well." Ou Ling nodded, agreeing with Marson once in a while.

"Not so much ..." Lin Li swallowed, feeling a little guilty.

Then he was there, and Masson was indeed right.

Lin Li just stepped out of the door, and his eyes fell on him in various ways, with envy and admiration, doubt and speculation, and whispering with pointers, and the sound of "humming" came in. In his ears, Lin Lin felt that he was like a tiger in a zoo.

Honestly, this feeling is unpleasant ...

But unhappy return, unfortunately Lin Li has no way to take them.

It ’s just a look. You ca n’t wrap your head around so you do n’t see it, right?

"Trouble lets you ..." The only thing Lin Li can do is to bury his head and squeeze a way out of the crowd.

Fortunately, the onlookers were quite cooperative.

When Lin Li walked by, the crowd consciously divided into two sides, leaving a way for him.

It's just that at the same time when a road is vacated, the discussion on the woodland has never stopped. Although the voice is small, hundreds of people whispered together, but it turned the quiet hall into a downtown in an instant.

He managed to escape, but Lin Li has now received the same attention. He went all the way to the guild hall, and every magician he met seemed to pay a special attention to him.

"See? No, this is Ferre from Garros."

"It turned out he was Ferre. I seem to have heard that he even defeated Mr. Medellin. Is it true?"

"Of course it's true. Don't look at him as if he's normal now. I heard people say that when fighting Mr. Medellin, he developed three heads and chanted spells at the same time, holding eight arms separately. Eight staffs, otherwise you thought he was so young, why did you defeat Mr. Medellin! "

"Ah, three heads and eight arms, isn't that Naga?"

"Well, this is the secret of the guild. Don't leak it out ..."

"So it was ..."

Arguments of this sort came into Lin Li's ears, so that he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"It seems that the tower of omniscience can't be completed ..." The three walked all the way to the guild hall. Lin Li didn't plan to go to the tower of omniscience. Even if he thought about it with his knees, he should definitely think about it now. Eight-armed himself, when he came to the door at this time, was simply uncomfortable for himself.

"Otherwise, you should go out and hide, and wait for the limelight to pass, then come back. Anyway, you don't know, this group of guys are like this ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Tiantianwo is in the guild, and I have been perverted. There was something going on, and it was spreading like the last time Madias idiot ... "

Just after half a sentence, Mason stopped, because he suddenly saw that a certain idiot in his mouth was walking towards the guild hall far away.

Madias actually saw them for a long time. He has not been out of the Magic Guild today. How could he not know the battle between Lin Li and Medellin?

But he was much more surprised than other magicians.

In his opinion, the guy who was fighting Medellin shouldn't be here at all.

When the crystal ball uploaded the picture, Madias was stunned.

He couldn't figure out why this **** Garos hunk could still appear in the guild. Didn't he let Argus go to Huoyu Mountain, but that's the real wizard, even if he deals with ten trial apprentices More than enough.

Couldn't even Argus kill him? Madias was a little panicked ...