Four Split Personalities

Sergei was shocked...

He truly couldn’t help but be shocked, as just mere seconds ago, that old, clumsy Mage had swung his magic wand and smacked him to the ground. Even though it hadn’t caused him much damage, such an unimaginable turn of events had genuinely startled him.

Years of ingrained battle experience had prompted Sergei to instinctively react, and he wasn’t harmed by the barrage of Flame Dances that descended from the sky. However, none of this helped him make sense of the current situation. For example, why had the magic wand exploded, why was the old man also caught in the blast unharmed, and why did this mage possess such incredible strength?

"Damn it, you’re not even a Mage!"

Sergei, who had swept up into mid-air, dove down, reaching his hands towards Jadka’s neck: "Die!"

Multiple intersecting firewalls suddenly appeared out of thin air, raging and burning in the air. They layered over Jadka, forcing Sergei to change his attack strategy due to the limited visibility. Instead of a straightforward dive attack, he launched a broad Qi Force impact; his claws turned to palms, pushing out an extremely vast ripple that instantly dispersed the thick firewall, continuing its force unabated towards Jadka.

But just then, several tea eggs preemptively rushed towards the Qi ripple and exploded upon contact, further reducing the power of the impact. Then a tall figure dashed before Jadka—Motan’s dragon wings flurried again, raising a strong wind pressure that countered the last bit of the ripple’s force. At the same moment Sergei was about to land, Ya Ya charged from the side, slamming the repeatedly spun ’giant smasher’ onto Sergei’s back.

"Ugh, cough... Die!"

Despite his strength, Sergei couldn’t remain unharmed after Ya Ya’s determined and heavy back attack. He immediately spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and in the next second, raised his right hand to strike Ya Ya’s face, hitting her could break her facial bones at the very least, or at worst send her head flying.

However, just then, a series of Flame Strikes suddenly bombarded Ya Ya’s shoulders. Although the power and damage were substandard, they successfully knocked her body slightly off course, allowing her to narrowly dodge Sergei’s enraged slap.

"Don’t hit the face, kid, especially not a girl’s."

Jadka coldly watched Sergei, slamming his magic wand onto the ground: "Shameless!"

At the same time, the ground under Sergei’s feet visibly turned dark red, followed by a burst of orange-yellow flames. Then a second... third... fourth... In just a few seconds, a total of twelve scorching Flame Streams erupted from the ground, instantly engulfing Sergei’s body without touching Ya Ya, who was just inches away.

This round of visually impressive "Flame Tongue Technique" was also Low Rank Fire Magic and was the strongest spell Jadka had mastered so far because its scale was roughly five times that of a regular Fireball Technique, and its success rate had been under 10% all year round, so Old Jia hardly ever tried to use it.

But now was different...

Holding the "Purified Spicy Burn Powder," Jadka could easily cast the "Flame Tongue Technique" without even going through the casting process or cooling time; he simply needed to raise his hand.

In fact, whether it was the directly faced Flame Tongue Technique, or Fireball, Fire Wall, Flame Dance, Flame Strike, Jadka could easily cast them consecutively.

The reason was straightforward. First, his Magic Points were not an issue at all. If translated into data players could understand, it was at least fifty times the total Magic Points of Double Leaf. And the biggest problem of weak Elemental Perception had ceased to exist after the introduction of the chili powder, so the only remaining issue was proficiency.

So how proficient was Jadka with Low Rank Fire Magic?

To put it simply, he had earnestly practiced all... yes, all Low Rank Fire Element spells over one hundred thousand times. Not just used or practiced but "earnestly" practiced more than a hundred thousand times.

Thus, with the barrier of Elemental Perception gone, achieving this level was not surprising.

For an instant-cast Fireball Technique, others might need a swing of their magic wand or an arm lift, but Jadka only needed a thought to form the corresponding Magic Array. Ten thoughts meant ten, and a hundred meant a hundred. As long as he wanted, before running out of Magic Points, he could cast as many Low Rank Fire Element spells as desired.

So although he was a Junior Mage who didn’t know Middle Rank Magic, he had surpassed most Middle Rank Mages in certain aspects, like the use of junior spells and the depth of Magic Power.

Unfortunately, Sergei’s rank was Advanced Stage, and his profession was a Martial Monk known for endurance and Magic Resistance. Therefore, most Low Rank Magic spells hardly breached his defenses, which in data terms meant a mandatory reduction of just 1 point of health, not even keeping pace with his natural healing rate.