Dazzling golden light erupted in an instant, unleashing a powerful surge of energy that shattered all the ice thorns beneath her feet. Yet before a smile could reach her face, the ice thorns spread toward her again, pinning her in place.
Jiang Xinran wore a gentle smile. Ice Thorns was one of the more powerful sixth-order skills. How could this be the full extent of its strength?
As long as Jiang Xinran maintained her spiritual power output, the skill would continue to "grow," becoming increasingly powerful.
The female mage's expression shifted. The chill within her body kept intensifying, and the ice beneath her feet continued creeping upward, soon encasing both her legs.
What kind of magic was this?
The female mage was deeply shaken. As a Light Elemental mage, she had encountered plenty of mages at her own level, yet she had never seen the spell this exceptionally beautiful girl had cast.
Jiang Xinran had exchanged merit points for Ice Thorns at the Treasure Pavilion. Naturally, it was no ordinary sixth-order skill.
Of course, this was not the only skill she had learned. With the squad's abundant merit points, she had even learned several seventh-order spells.
Her current cultivation was still too low, however. Forcing herself to use them would consume far too much of her strength.
Besides, she had no need to go all out for this assessment. Fighting normally would be enough to secure victory.
The female mage could not move, but that did not mean she would resign herself to defeat. She waved her staff, gathering a mass of light elements that formed three swords of light and shot toward Jiang Xinran.
Sensing the keen edges of the swords of light, Jiang Xinran did not dare be careless. Just as they came within ten meters of her,