Decades? Assas is not a cultivator, especially outside the Blood Cinema, there are people he cares about, such as Sister Donya, Emily, Goethe and others. Putting aside these distractions, Assas concentrates on practicing and comes here to practice for a month every year, which is also good.

Time flies, and fifteen days pass quickly. If we need to use numbers to measure it, it takes ten squares of mental power to ascend from a second-level undead magician to a third-level undead magician. Then in these fifteen days, he will improve one square of mental power, and his speed will be fast. In only one hundred and fifty days, he will be able to improve his cultivation level by level one.

However, the competition mentioned by Duke Sith is about to open. Under the Magic Tower, it is the magician's office, which is also a mess, because Duke Sith still has to work and is in charge of the Blood Cinema, which is not a leisurely thing. Today's competition was held in a huge venue under the Magic Tower.

"Assas, where have you been there in the past ten days? I went to find you, but I didn't see you!" Senior brother Jace is a good man and has a good relationship with all junior brothers. If the junior brothers have any questions, he will answer them all.

"Senior Brother, you also know that I am practicing spiritual magic. I cannot sense those magic elements, let alone absorbing magic elements, so I just kept wandering around." Asass didn't want others to know that he was practicing at the first level, because the dark energy itself belongs to the dark magic element. If people know that he is a dark one, it might be troublesome.

"Oh, so that's how it is. Then how did you practice?" Jace also realized that Asas was different from their practice, but he was very curious about how Asas improved his cultivation.

"This is similar to yours, but I am meditating purely, and you also have to absorb magic elements during meditation." Asas told a small lie. Sometimes he felt very helpless. Many of his own things could not be exposed because they were taboos, which forced him to lie to people around him, which made him feel like he was separated from others.

"That's right, it seems much easier than us." Jace said enviously. It's very hard to use both minds.

"Haha." Asas was not good at saying anything, so he could only laugh dryly.

At this time, Duke Sith and other senior brothers also came. The expressions on the other people's faces were very relaxed and they were not worried about challenges at all. The worst face was Paris. After he was defeated by Assas last time, he already knew his weaknesses. In the past fifteen days, he abandoned a lot of fire magic and specialized in practicing one or two magics, but how could the release speed of magic be so easy to increase?

Paris is a fifth disciple, and there are three games today. He believes that the opponent will definitely choose the three ranked lower, and he is exactly the third from the bottom, which makes him very uneasy. He feels that he will definitely lose. Among the more than three thousand magicians, there are definitely not a few level nine magicians. He can say with certainty that the magicians they are going to face today must be level nine magicians.

"Okay, we can't wait for a long time. Let's go to the competition venue now." Duke Sith said very seriously. He was also nervous about today's competition. If he lost a game, he would not be able to live up to his face, but it would be easy to win all. Look at the nervous Paris, he sighed in his heart. Did he spoil Paris too much?

There is a special venue for magicians to compete, which is the largest competition venue in Blood Cinema. It can accommodate 50,000 people near the Magic Tower. When Duke Sith and his group arrived, the venue was already full. Many people knew about today's competition and came to watch it. This is also the reason why Duke Sith was nervous. If so many people watched, if they lost a game, they would spread it. I don't know where his face was to be thrown to, maybe the orcs knew it...

"Let's start." Duke Sith sat in his seat and immediately announced the start of the competition. He now hoped to end it soon. He felt that he would definitely make a fool of himself today. He felt that it was a wrong decision to let Assas and the others accept such a competition.

As soon as Duke Sith finished speaking, the whole venue was silent. Then three people walked up to the competition venue. Duke Sith knew all three. They were all level nine magicians and the situation was grim.

"Caesaro, a level nine fire magician, challenge the eldest disciple of Jace under the Duke!" One of the magicians named Caesaro said. Many people did not expect that Caesaro would challenge Jace, even the Duke of Sith did not expect, but then anger appeared in his eyes. These people were really ungrateful and wanted to embarrass themselves and challenged their proud disciples!

"Honor!" Although Jace had a smile on his face, his heart was already full of anger. He and Marquis of Sith also thought of going together.

The other two level nine magicians stepped down, and they did not challenge together. They wanted to see Caesaro's first competition. If they won, they continued to challenge Renault and Sanders, hoping to trample on Duke Sith's face and prove that they are no worse than Duke Sith's personal disciples. Why do they have to practice on such a low floor?

"Little Fireball!" The game began soon, and it was a match between two level nine fire magicians. I wonder which side the goddess of victory was on? Jace took the lead. The small fireball was the skill of a magic apprentice, but in Jace's hands, he had already mastered it. A small fireball was fired out with his left hand, and another small fireball in his right hand had been released.

"Explosion bomb!" Caesaro dodged while releasing magic, which made the audience around him applaud. The two of them had already gained a high level of attainment in their control of mental power. One was casting spells with both hands and the other was casting spells with mobile spells. Not many people present could do this!

Fire magic is powerful, but neither of them has any defensive skills, so Jace and Caesaro dare not fight head-on. They just kept dodging, and the competition field suddenly became charred. The ground of the competition field was made of special stone. These second-level magics did not cause much damage to it, but there were traces of fire.

After dozens of rounds of battle, the two sides still couldn't decide the outcome, but they had already started sweating. I don't know if it was because of excessive physical energy consumption or because of the fire.

"Fire Ring!" At this time, Jace activated a skill that no one else had heard of. This was a skill he exchanged in the fantasy realm. Because the Duke of Sith asked many diners to help Paris get points, Jace and his brothers formed together, but it was not enough to improve his cultivation level by level. He chose the skills like Assas.

A five-meter-long fire ring appeared in front of Jace. With a wave of his hand, the fire ring attacked. The range of the attack was wide enough that Caesaro could not dodge, and finally jumped off the stage and admitted defeat! After Jace saw Caesaro admit defeat, he collapsed on the ground. He was doing his best to burn his boats, spending all his mental power, and the fire ring was not well controlled. Fortunately, Caesaro gave up.

When Caesaro saw Jace's appearance, he slapped his thigh. He regretted it. If he fell down, he would have been able to escape. Of course, this is only theoretical. As for whether it is, it will be witnessed in the future.

"Jess win!" The professional referee at the competition venue announced the result of the game. The game just now made him clapping his hands, but the most exciting thing is that Jace's fire ring skill, fire magic, has not seen any new magic for a long time. To create a magic, it is not something that a person can do.

Of course, no one thinks it was the ring of fire created by Jace, but Duke Sith is very likely! Thinking of this, their eyes when they look at Duke Sith are different. Creating magic is a very great cause!

Duke Sith enjoyed such a look. He also knew that Jace's skill was obtained from the illusion and could not be transferred to others. Paris and the others also knew it, so they did not feel that there was anything unfair. From this, it can be seen that the relationship between Jace and his brothers is very good.

"Dowen, a level nine water magician, challenge Odo, the six disciples of Duke Sith!" The second magician who appeared on the field was from the water system, and he actually challenged Odo, a level five magician. Many people were very despised, but Dowen had no choice. In the first game, Caesaro failed, and in the second game, he could not lose again.

As for Assas, this little disciple of Duke Sith is only at the level of a second-level magician. If he challenges Assas, not only others will look down on him, but he will also look down on himself. Moreover, Assas is only fifteen years old, and he is already in his fifties, so he can't even put his face down to challenge Assas.

"Oh, I'm bullied by someone." Odo sighed and left his seat and walked up to the competition arena. But it seemed that he didn't care at all, and Assas felt that Odo might have any killer moves.

"Water Screen Technique!" At the beginning of the game, Horwen put a shield on himself. Everyone thought he was too shameless. Who wouldn't know that if water overcomes fire, fire magic will be offset when attacking the water curtain, unless the fire magic is strong enough.

"Rocket! Explosion of Flame Bomb!" Scared! Odo actually casts spells with both hands like Jace, and the release speed is much faster than Jace.
Chapter completed!