The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

Seeing this scene, many viewers could not bear it and looked away.

How to fight? There was no way to fight in this situation. The two people from the Fire Court were obviously serious.

Jiang Liujing stood in the center of the encirclement, but he was not panicked in the face of the fierce attack.

He blinked slowly, the water magic within him surging and resonating subtly with the surrounding air. But to others, his body remained motionless, frozen in place, on the verge of being entangled by the oncoming flaming chains.

Mo Ya, who was watching the fight, said anxiously, "Why doesn't he dodge? He's about to be caught!"

Once locked, Jiang Liujing would become a fixed target for the Demon Flame Spear. The power of fire attacks was well known, and even an earth magician like Mo Ya, known for his defense, didn't want to be hit without cause.

The teacher shook his head and said, "There's no way to dodge it. It's a fire spell, Blazing Chains. Its attack power isn't high, but it has one key effect—a guaranteed hit. As long as the spell is completed, it will lock onto him."

"Can the effect of this spell be so tricky?"

The teacher smiled. "No, this spell is actually useless. The trapped person can break free from the chains with a little effort, and the magic power consumed is completely disproportionate. The problem is, he doesn't have the time right now."

At the scene, dozens of chains had already wrapped around Jiang Liujing's calves, binding him firmly to the ground. The child remained motionless, his dark eyes reflecting the massive spear barreling straight at him, its tip carrying a terrifying aura as it approached.

Five meters, one meter, half a meter... just a few inches away.

Everyone thought he was petrified, thinking they were about to witness a tragedy. Even the teacher in charge of the rescue couldn't help but stand up, when Jiang Liujing moved.

There was no attack, nor was there any defense. The figure that had been locked by the blazing chains suddenly became blurred, as if it had turned into countless tiny streams of water, leaving ripples along the path of the spear's penetration, and finally completely dissipated into the air.

"what?"

"He's missing?!"

The Demon Flame Spear failed to hit Jiang Liujing and continued to fly forward with the force. There was a commotion outside the arena. Inside, Vita's heart tightened, and he looked around to see where Jiang Liujing had gone.

But the vision was empty, and the black-haired child seemed to have disappeared.

Suddenly, Vita felt that the water element somewhere beside him became denser.

At this?

Before his brain could react, his hand had already raised and pointed in that direction. But it was too late.

The broken and scattered water flow gathered together behind him into the shape of a person. The clear blue water droplets were as dazzling as gems, breaking through the sky and falling, revealing his iconic ink-black hair and a calm face with slightly closed eyes hidden by the ink-black hair.

He was unharmed, and in his hand was still holding a rope, a rope very similar to the one Ignatius had used to pull him out, except that it was replaced with water magic.

The child who broke out of the water opened his closed eyes, raised his delicate white face, and smiled at Vita.

Vita's heart skipped a beat.

The next second, an irresistible force came over him. He felt a weight on his waist, and was instantly thrown out. The wind whistled in his ears, accompanied by an increasingly strong aura of fire magic. The place where he landed was exactly where the Demon Flame Spear was about to hit!

At this moment, both Ignatius and Vita showed expressions of disbelief.

What kind of pervert is this? Even in such a situation, he can still turn the tide of battle in an instant?

Ignatius ignored Vita who was being attacked, and took advantage of Jiang Liujing's appearance to give the order in a deep voice: "Release!"

All around, the freshmen of the Fire Academy, who had already prepared explosive bombs, waved their staffs in unison, and all the fireballs poured down like a meteor shower, attacking Jiang Liujing with the power to burn everything.

However, just as the fireballs were about to reach him, Jiang Liujing's figure once again transformed into a vast stream of water. A barrage of explosive bombs swiftly pierced the air and struck the ground, emitting a violent explosion. The powerful attack, however, missed.

The freshmen in the Fire School couldn't hold it anymore.

It's true that they have an advantage in both numbers and magic power, and they are confident that they can defeat this recommended student from the Water Academy in a head-on fight, but what's going on now? They can't hit him at all?

The seniors from the Water Academy were extremely nervous when Jiang Liujing was about to be hit. Now, seeing that Jiang Liujing successfully dodged, they were delighted and couldn't help but ask several teachers, "Teacher, how did he do that?"

There are many people here who are at the fourth, fifth, and even sixth levels, but they haven't learned this spell in class? If there is such a powerful spell, why would their water system worry about not being able to match their defense?

Louisa didn't say anything, but her beautiful eyes revealed a hint of surprise and shock.

Mo Yao, who was always silent and sat beside her, suddenly spoke up: "Mirror flowers and water moons, illusions are boundless, and thousands of clones appear at the thought."

"Of course you don't recognize it, because this is a ninth-level water spell, Ten Thousand Water Phases."

"Ninth-level spell?!" The entire audience in the Water Courtyard was in an uproar because of Mo Yao's words.

"But Jiang Xuedi is only a third-level freshman. How could he possibly use ninth-level spells?"

"This is outrageous, Mr. Mo Yao, are you kidding me?"

"Is what Teacher Louisa, Teacher Yafeng, and Teacher Mo Yao said true?"

Yafeng was still staring at the field, seemingly oblivious to the students' words. Louisa nodded slowly under everyone's gaze.

Facing the students' seemingly incredulous looks, she replied, "Jiang Liujing is indeed using the Ten Thousand Water Phase."

"It's just a simplified version of the Myriad Water Phases."

Compared to the original, this novice version was arguably infinitely weakened, its power and skill far inferior. But the fact that he could use it at level three was enough to shock people.

In the box, the distinguished man suddenly laughed out loud. He turned to the third person behind him and said, "Sivir, you can use this spell, right?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Shiver's figure seemed blurry even in the light, as if her body was covered by a layer of mist.

Of the three people who had accompanied the emperor, he had always been the quietest and least visible. But if one looked closely, one would notice that the other two had intentionally or unintentionally distanced themselves from him, seemingly out of fear or dread.

Sivir was different from the others. Others could only pay attention to the obvious people or completed magic on the field, but he had been focusing on the water elements in the air from the very beginning.

As a ninth-rank peak water magician, he had a vague premonition when Jiang Liujing was trapped without struggling, but he was still very surprised when he actually saw him use it.

"A true Ten Thousand Waters Form can transform into thousands of forms, with each drop of water being an incarnation of 'me'. He can't do that yet, but he has mastered the basics of this spell, transforming himself into a stream of water."

Sivir whispered, "This is also the most crucial point of this spell. If one day he has enough magic power, he will be able to use it to its full potential."

"This is definitely not something a third-level child could learn on his own. Your Majesty, there must be someone behind him who taught him this spell. Even if that person doesn't know how to use it, they must be familiar with the techniques of this spell."

His Majesty the Emperor nodded, looked at the bewildered students of the Fire Academy, and said regretfully, "Yig has hit a wall today."