Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Sharp whistles of displaced air rang out behind him.
Xiluo's eyes flashed.
He swept his Thunder Spear across again, severing the mass of earth that had turned into sharp spears behind him.
Then he beat his dragon wings, shot several hundred meters into the sky, and stared down at the ground.
A moment passed.
The earth remained completely still.
Seeing this, Xiluo could not help raising a brow.
"I have to admit, as a level 21 Legendary Spellcaster, your spellcasting ability far surpasses mine.
Your control over Earth Element spells is as effortless as moving your own limbs.
If I faced you in the real world, you would be extremely troublesome.
You could flee whenever you wanted and attack whenever you wanted.
In the end, it would probably turn into a stalemate.
Unfortunately, this is your Elf Clan's Trial Grounds.
One of us has to win.
Underground, you need to keep breathing, consuming magic power every minute and every second.
Up here in the sky, I don't need to spend any on that at all.
Given enough time, your defeat is certain.
Perhaps you could simply surrender?"
Xiluo spoke loudly.
He believed his opponent definitely had a way to observe the outside, so he checked his surroundings from time to time to guard against sneak attacks while quietly stalling.
The people outside saw that the battle had barely begun, yet it had already settled into this strange situation.
This time, not only the young elves but even the dragons were rather bewildered.
"How did the fight turn into this? Isn't this way too boring?"
"That Elf Spellcaster is such a coward. Is he scared of Xiluo? He's actually hiding underground, afraid to come out?"
The dragons spoke with some boredom, while also showing some contempt for the