Everyone's Reactions, Challenge and Instant Kill, Flame Rhythm Rises Again!
Crimson Fire Pit.
Dark crimson flames burned.
Gabriel stared at Ian in the distance with a faintly astonished look, momentarily lost in thought.
By all rights, Ian should never have been able to reach that position.
From what he knew, Ian had only broken through to the mid-stage of the second ring not long ago.
But what about the people around him?
Even the weakest among them were fire-element wizards who had broken through to the mid-stage of the second ring three years ago.
Ian, meanwhile, was merely a multi-element wizard. Such wizards were usually more well-rounded, but their individual abilities tended to be weaker.
It was utterly absurd.
"As expected of the Academy's most renowned alchemy genius in decades."
Gabriel sighed.
That was good too. Perhaps the Academy would truly gain another alchemy master in the future. That was a good thing.
To him, it was like a farmer seeing one plant in his own field growing exceptionally tall.
But that was all.
Besides him, the others naturally noticed Ian as well.
"You've got to be kidding."
Abraham stood midway through the light-red region, feeling the corrosion and scorching heat brought by the surrounding flames.
It made him want to retreat.
Yet when he raised his head and saw Ian's calm expression in the dark-red region, the corner of his mouth twitched.
No way.
Had the gap already grown this enormous?
He gritted his teeth.
He wanted to keep moving forward, but all he felt were patches of dark elemental corrosion spreading across his skin.
His facial muscles twitched.
In the end, he accepted reality.
The wizards from the battle groups and Molten Fire Academy were likewise shocked one after another. In particular, the several veteran mid-stage second-ring wizards