"..."
Hearing the discussion, Ge Er became more cautious.
Generally speaking, if Casillas were only slightly stronger than them, they would be outwardly convinced but inwardly resentful. However, their tone implied that they had already placed Casillas in a position far superior to them.
It seems that Casillas is indeed a formidable opponent.
The people around them retreated to both sides of the arena, leaving the middle space to Ger and Casillas.
Casillas walked to the center of the training ground, slowly pacing, his eyes filled with malice as he looked at Gel.
Gel stood there, motionless, simply gazing calmly ahead.
He was recalling the magic he had learned the previous night, speculating which spells Kaecilius might use in the battle. These were spells he had only seen in books and didn't truly understand.
“Before we begin, I would like the Sorcerer Supreme to bear witness for us: We have agreed that the loser will unconditionally obey all the winner’s arrangements for the next six months, except for particularly outrageous requests such as asking the other party to commit suicide.” Gel turned to the Ancient One and said.
The Ancient One nodded: "Alright, I will bear witness for you."
Casillas thought the bet was just a threat that Gel had made last night, and he never expected that Gel would actually bring it up in front of everyone.
But who wouldn't like having an extra servant?
Casillas had even planned out how to openly and legitimately torment Geer in the future.
"Has he gone mad?"
"How could you dig a hole for yourself?"
"Does he not know how powerful Casillas is?"
Compared to the whispers just now, the discussion among the crowd is now much louder.
After all, that was the most talented Kaecilius. He had only been here for five years, yet his magical abilities were already close to those of Mordo and the King, who had been in Kamar-Taj for many years!
Hearing the whispers of the crowd, Casillas's expression grew even more smug.
"start!"
As the voice of the Ancient One rang out, Gel waved his hands, creating a protective shield around himself.
Casillas quickly formed hand seals, and a clear, bell-like sound seemed to ring out. When Geer looked into the distance again, it was already somewhat blurry, as if he were looking through a layer of glass.
“Mirror magic.” Gel looked intently at the magic that he was most interested in.
Perhaps Kaecilius wanted everyone to witness his victory, so he moved the Ancient One and the others into the Mirror Dimension as well.
Casillas formed a hand seal, and the stones on the ground seemed to move, scattering in all directions, while the distance between Gale and Casillas, who were standing still, rapidly shortened!
As Casillas crossed his hands, a somewhat transparent blade appeared out of thin air in his hands. Seeing Gale approaching at lightning speed, Casillas pushed off the ground with his right foot and then stabbed the transparent blade fiercely into Gale's chest.
The onlookers couldn't help but gasp in surprise, and some even covered their eyes on the spot.
Ger slammed his hands down hard, staggering backward several steps and widening the distance between himself and Casillas.
Casillas narrowed his eyes slightly, slammed his right hand on the ground, and the ground in front of him quickly twisted, as if a giant caterpillar was wriggling underneath, and all the stone bricks began to shake up and down irregularly.
Casillas leaped into the air, stomping his feet several times in mid-air, and approached Gel from the air.
Faced with the sudden tremor of the ground, Ger did not take flight, but stood on the ground trying his best to stabilize himself. At the same time, he observed that with each step Casillas took in the air, his shoes emitted a yellow light, which he could vaguely make out as a small magic circle: "So he's wearing a kind of flying artifact."
With a wave of his right hand, Gol sent bursts of chaotic energy striking Casillas's chest. Small defensive arrays glowing yellow appeared on Casillas's chest, blocking the chaotic energy from Gol's attack.
As Casillas watched Gel approach, the ferocity in his eyes grew increasingly apparent.
Gel simply threw the chaos magic at Kaecilius.
"Snap! Snap! Snap!"
After a few crisp sounds, the small defensive magic array in front of Casillas shattered completely, and a ball of chaotic energy concentrated on Casillas, causing him to fly backward from the air at an even faster speed.
"God!"
Several onlookers couldn't help but gasp in surprise, but they quickly met the sinister gaze of the fallen Casillas and immediately shut up and stepped back.
But most people looked at Geer with astonishment—who exactly was this sudden arrival? He had actually managed to force Casillas to retreat once. Perhaps he truly possessed the strength to fight Casillas.
Unbeknownst to them, their views on Geer had begun to change.
Of course, they didn't believe in the slightest that Ger could defeat Casillas. This was the prestige Casillas had earned through victory after victory over the past five years!
Wang and Mordo exchanged a glance, somewhat curious—they had been in the Kamar-Taj for over a decade and had never encountered a sorcerer from anywhere else, nor had they ever heard the Ancient One mention the existence of other sorcerers on Earth.
Casillas, who had been repelled, stood up, his expression becoming much more serious as he looked at Geer. Casillas took a deep breath, formed hand seals again, and then waved his right hand towards the rocks beneath him. Immediately, the martial arts arena beneath their feet flipped 180 degrees, becoming upside down, while a whole row of buildings floated down from below.
In other words, the place where they were standing had become the sky, and the ground was below them!
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