Merlin suddenly looked up at the sky. He sensed a gaze as tangible as substance falling upon him, making him feel as though his entire body held no secrets.
"Seventh-level Spellcaster!"
Merlin clenched his fists tightly. He knew this was the gaze of a Seventh-level Spellcaster. Though they were separated by a great distance, that gaze remained just as sharp.
The gaze lingered on Merlin for a moment before disappearing, and Merlin quietly let out a breath of relief.
"I've already revealed myself as a Six-Element Spellcaster. I wonder if any of these Seventh-level Spellcasters will take notice of me."
Merlin murmured softly. The reason he had unleashed so many Spells earlier, crushing Mage Neil in one decisive burst, was not merely because of Mage Holmes's request. More than that, he wanted to show what he could do and catch the attention of those lofty Seventh-level Spellcasters.
Mage Neil stared fixedly at Merlin, grinding his teeth. His face twisted into a ferocious expression, and a trace of venom flashed through his eyes as he muttered, "I didn't even get a chance to make a move... He's completely cut off my path!"
Mage Neil had always been narrow-minded. This time, he had come brimming with confidence, intending to shine at the exchange meeting and gain the attention of those Seventh-level Spellcasters.
Yet he had encountered Merlin, a Six-Element Spellcaster. Not only was Merlin stronger than him, but he was also a Six-Element Spellcaster. More importantly, at such a crucial match, with even the Seventh-level Spellcasters focusing their attention here, Merlin had defeated him without giving him even a chance to act.
Neil was unwilling to accept it!
Merlin seemed to sense Neil's gaze and frowned slightly. This Mage Neil was clearly narrow-minded and vindictive.
However, Merlin did not take Mage Neil