(Heartfelt thanks to 'Die Xue Ao Shuang,' 'Youcai Luobo,' and 'Yunqi Qinggu' for their rewards!)
"Ens is my son!"
A surging torrent of magic power accompanied the thunderous, muffled voice, rippling through the air like shockwaves!
Wu Yan had never expected Entel to suddenly make a move, and his eyes widened in surprise. But that did not hinder his understanding of Entel's words!
Coupled with the other party's completely unrestrained release of magic power—far fiercer than that of an ordinary Ninth Order expert—wave after wave crashed toward him. Wu Yan sneered, his wine-red pupils suddenly contracting and expanding before instantly turning a deep gold!
At the same time, a scorching surge of magic power erupted from Wu Yan's body. Though less violent than Entel's, it exceeded his by more than ten times in quantity. Like waves crashing against a reef, it rose and fell before fiercely colliding with Entel's incoming magic power!
"Boom!!!"
A deep roar shook the surroundings, its sound waves transforming into gusts that swept in every direction amid a burst of air!
All the leaves and dust on the platform were blown away. At the center of the clash, violent gusts surged skyward like the eye of a typhoon!
The two forces collided, yet reached a stalemate!
Seeing this, Entel could not help but feel astonished.
He was an expert on the verge of reaching the Ninth Order Peak!
Yet in a contest of magic power, he had actually reached a draw with a young man who had only just entered the Ninth Order and was not even half his age?...
Could it be that this brat had been holding back?...
As that thought crossed Entel's mind, he quickly realized why the other party's magic power could contend with his and achieve a balance—it was because Wu