Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

Outside the city of Mo, a towering mountain rises from the ground. On the mountain, the weeds are like spirits that have broken free from their restraints, spreading wildly and unrestrainedly, wantonly showing off their vigorous vitality. The tall trees are lush and leafy, with layers of leaves overlapping and lush. The sunlight struggles to pass through the gaps between the leaves, casting patches of mottled light and shadows on the ground.

The air above the mountain was surging, and two figures were standing in the air, facing each other. The air around them seemed to be frozen by an invisible force, and a sense of oppression came over them. The atmosphere was heavy and solemn, and even the sound of the wind seemed to be frightened by the tense situation and disappeared.

"Everyone knows that you graduated from Ernst College at the age of ten, and it's said that you were so amazing. But who could have imagined that your true strength is so terrifying, a ninth-level magician at the age of ten! Hahahaha, I've lived in this world for most of my life, and today I can finally open my eyes!"

The old man's face was full of amazement, with an incredible light flashing in his turbid eyes. His hearty laughter echoed in the silent space, revealing a bit of exaggeration and emotion.

Once upon a time, he was also praised as a genius by everyone, enjoying countless praises and admiration. But at this moment, in front of Zhou Xian, who was known as the "No. 1 Genius on the Continent", all the glory he had once had dimmed in an instant, and he only felt like a stupid fool, with an unspeakable bitterness and shame in his heart.

As for Zoe, who graduated with Zhou Xian, Mo Lan was full of suspicion. He didn't believe from the bottom of his heart that this girl was really only ten years old.

Zoe looked like this when he first met him a few years ago, but a few years later, when he met again, he hadn't changed at all.

Mo Lan knew that once he entered the Holy Land, life span would no longer be a problem. From ancient times to the present, no strong man in the Holy Land had ever died of old age. Looking at Zoe's unchanging face, her age might be much older than she looked. Maybe she was an old monster who had lived for a long time.

After a sigh, Mo Lan collected his thoughts, and with a sharp gaze, he closely looked at Zhou Xian in front of him. His expression gradually became solemn, and he began to be serious. Originally, Mo Lan had a somewhat nonchalant attitude towards the competition with Zhou Xian, but at this moment, this contempt had been completely dispelled, and replaced by a seriousness that should not be underestimated.

At this moment, Zhou Xian was as calm as a bottomless pool, without a trace of magic emanating from him, but he stood firmly in the air. Such a miraculous method could only be achieved by understanding the power of heaven and earth. Mo Lan was amazed in his heart. This was already a symbol of half a foot into the realm of the Holy Land. How many years did it take him to get to this point? I vaguely remember it was a hundred years.

"Boy, let's get started."

Mo Lan said in a deep voice, with a bit of confidence from years of accumulation. He raised his hand and took out the magic wand from the space ring.

In an instant, rich water elements lingered happily around the magic wand like lively elves. On the top of the magic wand, a clear water-blue magic core shone brightly. The tremendous energy contained in the magic core surged wantonly. With just one glance, one could tell that this was the magic core of a holy beast. The potential power hidden in it was enough to make any magician feel awe.

However, when Mo Lan saw that Zhou Xian was still empty-handed, his expression suddenly darkened, and he asked angrily, "Where's your wand?" In his opinion, in a magic duel, the wand is an extension of the magician's power and is indispensable. Zhou Xian's bare-handed appearance seemed like a blatant provocation. Although he was amazed by Zhou Xian's talent, at this moment, this disregard made his dignity as a strong man in the Holy Land seem to be trampled underfoot, and a surge of anger rose from the bottom of his heart.

Zhou Xian realized it only later, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, and he hurriedly took out the magic wand from his space ring. In previous battles, he relied on his powerful magic power to fight the enemy barehanded, and over time he developed a habit and forgot that this was a formal exchange. Who knew that this time he would stir up a hornet's nest. Mo Lan looked at the magic wand in Zhou Xian's hand and was immediately furious.

"You're going to fight me with this rubbish?!" Mo Lan yelled, veins popping out on his forehead, eyes wide open like bells, staring at the ordinary wand in Zhou Xian's hand. In his eyes, this wand was the most inferior stuff distributed in batches by magic academies, and any fledgling magician would disdain it. Zhou Xian actually used it to fight with a Saint Domain master like him, which was a great humiliation to this fight and himself. The anger in his heart instantly burned fiercely, and he was shrouded in anger.

"Well, this is indeed the only wand I have. How about I go to the city and buy one now?" Zhou Xian scratched his head awkwardly. His eyes fell on the standard wand of Ernst College in his hand. He wondered in his heart whether he should get a formal weapon.

Mo Lan looked at Zhou Xian's slightly embarrassed look, opened his mouth, but said nothing. After a long silence, he sighed deeply and said slowly:
"... Never mind. Just do it yourself."

He suppressed his dissatisfaction, took a deep breath, tried to calm his surging anger, and then slowly put away the wand in his hand that exuded a strong water element. Although Zhou Xian's standard wand made him feel unhappy, he didn't want to get entangled any more, and just wanted to start the competition quickly to see how capable this amazing genius was.

"Then this junior will be offended."

Zhou Xian's expression became serious, and the embarrassment just now was swept away. He solemnly put away his magic wand, clasped his hands together, and bowed respectfully. Then, his aura suddenly changed, and the magic power in his body surged like boiling magma. The powerful mental power was like an invisible tentacle, swiftly penetrating his body and wantonly communicating and entangled with the elements between heaven and earth.

In an instant, the four elements of earth, water, wind, and fire seemed to be summoned by a mysterious force, whistling and gathering around him, shining, interweaving and colliding with each other, making waves of low roars, like an elemental storm about to erupt, ready to go. The surrounding air trembled slightly because of this powerful force, which made people feel awe.

"Isn't this guy a light and lightning dual-attribute?"

Mo Lan's eyes were wide open like copper bells, almost popping out of his head, staring at Zhou Xian, who was surrounded by the four elements, in disbelief. In his understanding, based on the accurate information, the famous genius in the continent only had magic talents in the light and thunder systems.

But now, the four elements of earth, water, wind and fire were surging around Zhou Xian, and the light was flowing. This shocking scene was very different from the information he knew, which made him full of doubts and shock. He couldn't help but roar in his heart: What is going on? Is the information he got wrong?

(End of this chapter)