"..."
Du Lingxuan calmly prepared her battle gear.
As a seasoned witch, she had gone through who knew how many competitions like this. Though she said, "Qualifying? The sisters can qualify just by fooling around," the truth was that caution was precisely what had brought Du Lingxuan this far.
With her extraordinary talent, she was not inferior to anyone in a contest of raw strength.
And caution was what allowed her to truly claim victory.
Seasoned witches all understood one principle:
An advantage could not always be turned into a winning position.
Caution was the best means of turning one's advantage into a winning position.
Her opponent today was Bixi, a Fire Dragon Certificate among the Ghost Witches. Du Lingxuan had fought her many times before, back when Bixi was not yet a Fire Dragon Certificate. A vivid picture thus appeared in her mind, rapidly running through every spell Bixi might use and all her habits.
"Casts with her left hand."
"She likes the explosive force of illusions and hexes."
"She's also very good with evocation spells. Like me, she isn't particularly skilled at transmutation."
Du Lingxuan considered the first two pieces of intelligence useful.
The latter, she considered useless.
Top-tier witches were not ordinary witches. Nor were they merely ordinary witches at the top level. Top-tier witches only represented [the lower limit of the top-tier witch line], so weaknesses and the like were merely something people talked about. If one truly treated "the opponent isn't good at transmutation" as a tactical concept, one would only suffer a crushing loss.
If a top-tier witch could not control her own weaknesses, how could she deserve to be called top-tier?
Du Lingxuan took a deep breath and decided to hold back a little this round.
It was not that she looked down