"Nox's use of the Shield Charm is extremely practiced!" the commentator analyzed at just the right moment. "As a form of Protective Magic, the Shield Charm can not only withstand an opponent's magic..."
"It can also reflect the magic the opponent casts, but to achieve that, one needs to be very familiar with the Shield Charm... He truly lives up to the name 'Battlefield Veteran'! I really suspect he's been on a battlefield!"
After that simple round of probing, Vizet discovered that Nox's spellcasting technique surpassed the Wizards he had encountered in previous matches. No wonder he had a nickname like "Battlefield Veteran."
Since that was the case, Vizet no longer held himself back so much. He loosened up further and quickened the pace of the battle.
"I never expected both contestants to be so skilled in their use of the Shield Charm!" the commentator sprayed spittle as he spoke. "Two more referees have entered the field!"
"There's no helping it. They have to ensure the audience's safety, block the magic reflected by these Shield Charms, and prevent unnecessary injury!"
Just as the commentator said, the three referees on the field were now drenched in sweat. Their utterly focused expressions were even more concentrated than Vizet and Nox on the stage.
Vizet fought while observing, watching this "Battlefield Veteran's" footwork, while also thinking of a way to deal with him and end this battle.
Nox's footwork was incredibly strange. It absolutely was not achieved simply through physical movement, but was mixed with some kind of magic;
Each time he moved, aside from swinging his Wand forward, he also adjusted his steps, making them long or short and impossible to predict, while exceeding the maximum stride length possible for someone of his height;
This was also why Vizet could infer that