All-around teacher at the magic academy

Liz looked at Rhine standing beside her, her eyes filled with surprise and shock.

She had witnessed the entire process of Rhine casting the spell, and now her heart was pounding even harder, as if it were about to leap out of her chest.

She knew that Rhine had good grades at the academy, but he had never demonstrated such magical abilities, which overturned her perception of Rhine.

The students around Rhine all looked at him, their faces filled with shock. They were all speechless with disbelief at what they were seeing.

In their eyes, Rhine had always been a quiet and introverted student; who would have thought that he was hiding such strength?

Koby was the first to react. He opened his mouth wide and stammered to Rhine, "Rhine...you...you can do magic?" His voice was filled with undisguised surprise and a hint of envy.

Rhine did not answer him immediately. Instead, he looked at the figure standing in the hall, the tall man. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed deep worry and determination.

"Hahaha, very good, very good. Someone dares to stop me, and a magician at that. This is wonderful."

The tall man's laughter echoed in the hotel lobby, his eyes gleaming with a mad light, as if he was unusually excited that someone dared to challenge him.

Immediately, the man swiftly gathered his magical power, his palm moving rapidly in front of him, drawing a complex magic circle.

Powerful fire elements coalesced under his control, and a lifelike fire wolf emerged from the magic circle, its eyes flashing with ferocity as it roared and pounced on Rhine and his classmates on the second floor.

"Everyone hide!" Rhine shouted, his voice filled with the force of a command, and then he began to rapidly unleash his magic.

The aura of water elemental energy rushed towards him, and with his incantation, a massive wall of water formed in front of him, blocking the fire wolf from entering.

His classmates were also awakened by Rhine's shouts and quickly sought cover to hide.

Some hid under the table, while others ran to safety. Everyone understood that this battle was not something they could participate in.

Rhine didn't know if his choice was right or wrong; he just felt that since he had seen it and had the ability to prevent the tragedy from happening, he shouldn't stand idly by.

His heart was filled with determination, and he did not back down even when facing a powerful magician.

The moment the two magical forces collided, a large amount of water mist was generated, which, like swirling clouds, instantly obscured everyone's vision.

The entire hotel lobby seemed to be shrouded in a thin veil, blurring everyone's vision and temporarily concealing the intensity of the battle.

Taking advantage of the mist, Rhine leaped off the second-floor railing, his body arcing through the air.

Upon landing, he quickly released wind elemental magic to create a cushioning air cushion, effectively reducing the impact of the landing and preventing any physical damage.

He silently planned his next move, clearly realizing that he definitely couldn't stay on the second floor any longer.

If the fighting continues there, my classmates are likely to be affected, and I will not be able to bear the guilt.

He had to draw the fight away from these innocent classmates. Rhine knew he needed to find an open space where he could cast his magic while minimizing the damage to the surrounding environment.

He looked around, searching for a suitable location, and after a brief moment of thought, he quickly made up his mind.

Rhine's gaze quickly swept to the overhead lights, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

Immediately afterward, he conjured a water sphere and aimed it at the light bulb. With a change of gesture, the water sphere shot out like an arrow, accurately striking the light bulb.

With a crisp cracking sound, the entire hall instantly went dark.

The light bulb fragments scattered, and the once bright space was replaced by shadows. Taking this opportunity, Rhine concealed himself in the darkness, preparing to find the right moment to ambush the tall man opposite him.

Upon seeing this, the man immediately understood Rhine's intention.

He chuckled lightly, his tone laced with disdain, "A mere trifle."

Clearly, he didn't think such petty tricks posed any threat to him.

Immediately afterwards, he casually tossed a ball of light into the air. The ball of light traced a graceful arc in the air as it soared into the sky, instantly illuminating the entire hall, even brighter than the previous lights.

The sphere of light hovered in the center of the hall, emitting a soft yet intense glow that illuminated every corner as if it were daytime.

The man quickly scanned his surroundings, his gaze sharp as an eagle's, not missing a single suspicious movement.

His gaze suddenly fixed on the hem of a garment peeking out from behind a huge pillar, where a figure seemed to be hidden.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips, and without hesitation, he unleashed a powerful spell in that direction.

A flash of magical light struck the pillar, creating a deafening explosion that instantly shattered the sturdy structure.

Fragments flew everywhere, striking the figure behind. However, the expected scream did not come, and the man felt a sense of foreboding.

Meanwhile, Rhine gave the man no breathing room. The moment the man unleashed his magic attack on the clothes behind the pillar, he had already begun to gather his own magic.

He raised his right hand, and a magic circle appeared in the air in front of him, with several sharp earthen cones gradually condensing into shape within the magic circle.

With a low shout from Rhine, the earthen spikes flew towards the man with a whooshing sound. The man couldn't react in time, and in the instant he turned around, he was facing the incoming earthen spikes.

The earthen spike struck his body hard, and blood instantly flowed from the wound, staining the ground red.

Seeing the man injured, Rhine struggled to his feet, his hands clenched into fists behind his back to hide his trembling.

His heart pounded like a drum, each beat seeming to remind him that the battle was far from over.

Despite his right hand trembling uncontrollably, his gaze remained firm, fixed on the wounded man in front of him.