Boom!
Lei An had barely slid several meters to the side when a pillar of fire as thick as a bucket erupted where he had been standing.
The fire pillar vanished in less than a second, but the heat lingering in the air still drove the surrounding temperature to a frightening level. In the hall, nearby wooden objects had begun to warp, and some were even giving off wisps of green smoke.
Lei An turned back with a grim expression and saw that Ke En, who had clearly been frozen into an ice sculpture, had reappeared without a scratch. He held a wand over thirty centimeters long and pointed it at him.
"What was that just now..." Lei An asked in confusion.
"Spell Substitute." Ke En explained. As soon as he finished speaking, with a whoosh, purplish-red flames sprayed from the tip of his wand like a flamethrower and surged toward Lei An.
Lei An swiftly raised both hands, cold air bursting forth again as he tried to block the flames.
But the flames were clearly more powerful than before, forcing Lei An back step by step. At the same time, stray flames drifted away and clung to various parts of the hall like viscous liquid, burning as they went.
In no time, many of the hall's seats had caught fire, snapped apart, and flown through the air. The Judge's Gavel that had fallen to the floor was also stained by the flames, turning into a fireball.
Other flames drifted even farther, toward the watching crowd.
At this point, most of the spectators had already fled. Only a few remained hiding in corners and peeking out, such as Ma Qiu, whom Tang Na had held back.
Whoosh!
A wisp of flame appeared slow, but was actually extremely fast. It shot