Iya Continent: Card God

The old man's words stunned the two of them.

What? What did he say?

Who defeated whom?

Young Tim chuckled awkwardly and asked, "Sir, do you mean... he beat me?"

The old man, with a weathered yet slightly impatient tone, said, "How many times do I have to tell you? You two find a place, have a fight, and come back when you've got the result."

Tim was immediately filled with mixed feelings.

What does this mean? Are you kidding me? This guy hasn't even learned any magic skills, how could he be a match for me? Does he want me to go easy on him? Or does he not intend to give him skill books at all?

Linta said calmly, "Tim, where shall we settle this?"

Tim looked at Linta with a sharp gaze and said solemnly, "I won't hold back."

These words didn't seem to be spoken to Linta, but rather to the old donkey.

Linta smiled faintly and said, "That would be best."

……

A house a few dozen meters away from the library was empty and uninhabited.

However, the flowers and plants in the house were not obviously overgrown and there were traces of pruning and maintenance, indicating that someone usually came to clean the house.

Young Tim led Linta into the spacious garden inside.

"Is this your home?" Linta asked.

"I suppose so," Tim replied slightly.

"I guess so? Yes or no, what do you mean by 'I guess so'?" Linta was a little confused.

Young Tim began to distance himself from Linta, standing three meters in front of him in a standoff.

"I promised you I'd get you the skill book today. But don't expect me to go easy on you; I won't show any mercy," Tim said sternly.

Linta smiled and said, "I know, just go ahead and do it."

Tim's expression was grave, and he exhaled softly as the magical power of his body began to emanate.

"Mid-level Bronze, can you fight me?"

Linta then unleashed his magic, a power of equal strength, "Coincidentally, me too."

Tim chuckled smugly. "Hmph, how old am I? How old are you? Can you even be the same?"

Linta didn't mention how long he had been cultivating his magic, he just smiled.

In my mind, I had already begun to prepare for the upcoming security operation.

This should be my first real battle against a magic user. The enemies I encountered earliest weren't direct combat; back then, I didn't know any magic and could only rely on the magical power of cards to launch sneak attacks. My training with GimGoon later also didn't count; we relied on our physical bodies.

Now, this is my first real battle using magic. Although I don't know any magical skills.

"I am coming!"

Young Tim shouted and charged toward Linta.

Its speed and power are quite impressive, indicating that it has received professional training.

However, Linta felt it wasn't very good.

The boy Tim, shrouded in magic, launched a flying kick at Linta, but Linta, relying on his willpower, naturally dodged to the side.

Tim was a little surprised; the other party was indeed quite capable.

"However, it's still a long way off!"

The boy moved his feet, quickly turned around, and continued to kick Linta.

"Whoosh!!"

His legs moved with the force of a whirlwind, like long whips, launching relentless and fierce attacks.

Linta did sense the danger. Although his physique was now quite strong, being hit by this magic-infused kick would still cause him to scream in agony.

The legs, honed from years of running through the city, were now fully utilizing their strength and speed, continuously dodging and pulling away.

Young Tim grew increasingly agitated, his brow furrowing.

How can this guy dodge so well?! Doesn't he get tired?!

In the back-and-forth of attack and evasion, Tim, on the offensive, gradually grew tired and had to stop his kicking attacks. He was filled with resentment and anger, exhaling and heaving.

"drink……"

Linta took the opportunity to widen the distance and catch his breath.

"You... guy... you keep hiding, what kind of skill is that!" Tim said angrily.

Linta said indifferently, "Mind your own business."

Tim gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with fury. He took a deep breath, and the magic emanating from him became even more powerful. This magic gradually flowed to his legs, and the sand beneath his feet began to tremble and vibrate.

Linta's expression darkened; the opponent was about to use a magic skill!

So-called techniques and skills are all created by magic users through comprehension, transforming pure magic power into various materialized abilities. For example, someone with fire-attribute talent can easily convert magic power into fire attacks. The Flame Fox Knight Mok Besson can unleash powerful slashes of fire power, displaying formidable ferocity.

"Snake Spin Kick!"

Young Tim strode forward, a faint blue light shimmering beneath his feet.

Linta was completely focused and dared not be careless in the slightest.

As young Tim closed in on Linta, he unleashed a spinning attack. Under this attack, a pale blue aura transformed into a long snake with sharp teeth, which attacked Linta.

Ordinary kicking attacks, regardless of the direction of the kick, are essentially evaded by simply dodging the direction the leg is kicking. However, when magic is transformed into a skill, a normal spinning kick is accompanied by an unusual snake-like attack. It's like someone swinging a knife at you, and suddenly a whip sprouts from the blade and strikes your face.

"This...is this how you use magic?"

Linta's pupils widened as the illogical snake bite was now close to his face.

Young Tim couldn't help but smile with delight.

This move of mine is not some bronze skill; it's a killer move taught to me by a silver-level high-level teacher, designed to catch the opponent off guard and strike unexpectedly!

7 of Hearts, Swift Wind!

"call--!"

Lin Ta moved with the wind, a blurry figure, quickly creating distance.

"Forehead?!"

Tim's attack missed completely, leaving him stunned.

Wow, that was fast! And to actually dodge that? Unbelievable! What level of skill is that? Bronze? Silver? Gold?

Linta touched his chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered, "That was close."

I never expected to be able to dodge it; this swift wind is truly powerful. And… the card's extraordinary skills have become even more powerful! As I grow stronger, these card skills will also grow stronger along with me!

"You liar, didn't you say you didn't have any magic skills?" Tim accused through gritted teeth.

Linta had been telling him that she wanted to buy some magic skill books to learn how to use magic. But now, she had unleashed an extremely powerful skill.

I really believed it.

"Damn it..." Young Tim looked furious, as if he had been deceived.

Linta scratched his forehead helplessly and said with a wry smile, "I told you I wasn't lying, believe it or not?"

The casting of "Swift Wind" does not require magic.

The card's magical power drains the user's mental energy. The stronger the mental energy, the more powerful and longer the skill can be used.

"I don't believe you for a second! You're a liar!"

Young Tim roared and unleashed his full magical power, no longer holding back, and attacked Linta with all his might.