The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

Jiang Liujing hadn't expected Liu An to come to him to help him with his emotions. This guy looked carefree, but in some ways he was surprisingly thoughtful.

Jiang Liujing was not unaware of what he said.

But this was an unsolvable problem for him - after leaving the Lost Forest, he could no longer laugh completely happily.

He was trapped in a gray shadow, which was like the omnipresent dust, surrounding him, enveloping him, covering him, drowning him, and swallowing him.

He still experienced emotions, including joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and could still laugh and chat normally with his friends, but more often than not, he became quiet and no longer moved around. He used his free time to cultivate.

Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

Jiang Liujing didn't know. He simply defined his changes as growth.

At this moment, facing Liu An's words, he was silent for a moment, then pretended to be nonchalant and said: "I don't understand what you are saying, I am doing very well."

Liu An could tell at a glance that he was lying.

Compared to a habitual offender like him, Jiang Liujing, who pretended to be calm, was still a little naive.

His eyes moved and he looked at Jiang Liujing deeply, as if he had a lot to say, but he swallowed it back in the end.

Never mind, he thought, there is always someone who can deal with him.

In the subsequent matches, Jiang Liujing was lucky enough to have a bye, and then met Liu An, which was their first official fight since they met.

Perhaps Liu An had consumed too much energy in the previous round, but he seemed particularly powerless when fighting against Jiang Liujing.

Jiang Liujing had seen Liu An's contracted beast in the battles between him and others. It was a very small insect-like mythical beast, but Liu An did not call it out when fighting him.

When he was about to lose, Liu An was still screaming and shouting, "Xiao Shui'er, you are so ruthless."

Jiang Liujing speechlessly increased the force of his attack and sent him out of the arena, saying as he hit him: "Can you be more serious?"

Liu An, who was blamed for losing the game, said: "?"

He cried out that he was wronged: "I was serious." His expression was as broken as Dou E's in the snow in June.

Can Jiang Liujing believe his lies?

Can't believe it at all.

There was one thing Cassian said in the cafeteria that was correct: Liu An was a liar. Who knew how many of his ten words were true?

He could see that Liu An had no intention of trying his best to fight for a good ranking for Mu Yuan. After defeating Cassian, this guy had been slacking off intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was afraid of winning too much.

With the end of this battle, Jiang Liujing only had one opponent left to face.

This person was naturally his very familiar roommate, Wen Xun.

The battle for first place in the individual competition is also the battle for the top freshman.

As the two figures came onto the stage one after another, the rest of the fighting around them stopped, and everyone turned their attention here, waiting for a result.

In stark contrast to the tense atmosphere in the audience, the two people standing face to face on the stage looked quite relaxed.

Wen Xun spoke first: "Actually, I'm not surprised to meet you here."

He said this with genuine emotion. Even if he didn't know it at first, after seeing Jiang Liujing winning all the way, he couldn't help but feel the huge impact brought by the higher level of talent.

This was not only his feeling, but also the general feeling of everyone present.

They were praised as geniuses in the past, but after witnessing Jiang Liujing's age and ability, they began to doubt themselves and ask themselves whether they were worthy of the title of "genius".

Jiang Liujing also replied politely: "I think so too."

Just as Wen Xun guessed that he would be the final opponent, Jiang Liujing also had a vague premonition before the individual competition began that Wen Xun would be standing opposite him.

In terms of individual strength, Wen Xun's performance was truly remarkable. He seemed to be slicing through magicians of his own rank with ease. Even within Villa 17, Chi was the only one who could quickly subdue him.

The referee teacher was just listening to their business talk, completely ignoring himself standing beside him. For a moment, he couldn't help but: "..."

I don’t know if it’s because my presence is too low or if these two people completely ignore me.

He coughed in frustration, interrupting the two people's conversation, reminding them to abide by the rules, and then officially announced the start of the battle.

As soon as the referee's voice fell, Wen Xun instantly entered a fighting state, as if his previous calm attitude was just an illusion.

The surging purple lightning magic surged around him, as if countless tiny lightning bolts were jumping, and soon gathered into a huge thunderstorm.

Wen Xun raised his eyes, and his pupils were completely dyed deep purple by the surging magic power. All unnecessary expressions disappeared from his face like flowing water.

At this moment, he was standing on thunder with a grim expression on his face. He raised his staff and guided the thunder to strike Jiang Liujing.

Strength and speed are the two strongest attributes, and the lightning system is the best among them, which also makes them the title of the strongest attack.

He had obviously watched the battle between Vita and Jiang Liujing carefully. The thunder blocked every inch of space around Jiang Liujing, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Doing so would cause him to consume his magic power very quickly, but Wen Xun didn't care - their thunder-type fights were all about high consumption and high burst.

He was also a man of extremes, eager to force his opponent to death with his first move. As for what he would do if the opponent didn't die, he had never considered it at all.

This was the first time Jiang Liujing had seen such a reckless style. Lightning wasn't a property that could attack a wide area, so Wen Xun had to use his magic to fill the gap. There was no way to dodge; he had no choice but to take it head-on.

Ice walls sprouted out from the ground beneath his feet like bamboo shoots after spring rain, their tops spreading wildly towards the sky, connecting at a height of one meter above Jiang Liujing's head, forming a complete ice shield.

The thunder bombarded, but most of it was forcibly rebounded by the ice shield. Taking this opportunity, Jiang Liujing quickly added a second and third wall... until the last wall of ice was almost a few centimeters above his head, and the thunder that had been bombarding for a long time finally refused to stop.

It seemed like he had held on, but Jiang Liujing had no time to relax. Wen Xun, who was supposed to be across from him, had disappeared from his sight without him noticing.

He couldn't leave the field on his own initiative, so if he wasn't on the other side, he could only be in—

"Click."

With a crisp sound like glass breaking, the ice wall that had already reached its limit suddenly shattered completely, bringing an unusual smell into the air.

Jiang Liujing suddenly turned around, and sure enough, the fist wrapped in purple thunder that shattered the ice wall was falling towards him heavily with a sharp wind, with merciless momentum.

If he was beaten hard, Jiang Liujing would most likely follow in Cassian's footsteps.

Jiang Liujing was well aware of his fragile body. With a thought, the water flow drove his steps to turn flexibly. He lowered his head and turned sideways to avoid the falling fist.