Witch Training Manual: My Water Magic Is Wrong

Wayne's gaze fell on that ugly face.

He had seen the demon.

However, that was in the illustrations of religious texts.

The demon in the illustration had a blue face and fangs, horns on its head, and was shrouded in black smoke, looking like a demon crawling out of hell. The one in front of me, apart from having deformed features and being a bit ugly, and being more advanced, was otherwise indistinguishable from a human.

Wayne slammed the cross into the ground, driving it three inches into the soil and creating a deep crater in the soft earth.

"and then?"

Wayne beckoned forward.

"Come and hit me then!"

The demon's pupils suddenly contracted.

This is not a provocation, this is an insult.

"Human, you're asking for death!"

The demon let out a low growl, pushed off the ground with its legs, and shot forward like a cannonball.

Not slow.

Wayne dodged to the side, swinging the cross in a half-circle, slamming it into the demon's back. The demon staggered forward two steps, regained his balance, and turned to deliver another punch.

Wayne didn't dodge; he raised his hand to block.

The fists and palms collided, and the shockwave flattened a patch of surrounding bushes.

The demon launched a continuous attack, unleashing a flurry of punches, elbows, knees, and kicks in a powerful combo.

Wayne blocked and parried from the left and right, taking three steps back.

The more the demon fought, the more terrified he became.

wrong.

This person didn't use any force at all.

The demon vanished from its spot once more, its speed leaving only a blur in the air. It rushed towards Wayne, its right fist enveloped in dark demonic energy, aiming straight for Wayne's face.

Wayne did not back down.

His right fist also met the attack.

The two fists collided in mid-air.

boom!

The shockwave exploded from where their fists met, scattering gravel across the ground and causing roadside tree branches to sway violently.

The demon took two steps back, and several cracks appeared on the keratin layer of his fist, from which dark red blood seeped out.

"you……"

Wayne didn't give him a chance to speak.

His speed was even faster than the demon's attack just now.

A punch landed on the demon's chest, causing the demon to lean back slightly. Before it could regain its balance, a second punch arrived.

One punch.

Two punches.

Three punches.

The demon was forced to retreat repeatedly, each step leaving a deep footprint in the ground.

Wayne's offensive did not stop.

Fists, elbows, knees, legs—every part of his body was a weapon, and every attack was accompanied by an explosion of battle aura. The demon went from offense to defense, and from defense to being passively beaten.

After five moves, Wayne stopped. He moved his wrists, and his knuckles made a series of soft clicking sounds.

"Warm-up is complete."

The demon was shocked.

What?!

Was this human's fight with him just a warm-up?

Wayne offered no explanation.

His body seemed to ignite in that instant, battle aura surging forth from within, causing spiderweb-like cracks to appear on the ground beneath his feet. This time, the demon couldn't track his movements at all.

He could only see a blurry figure rushing towards him from the front.

then……

Click.

Its left arm was broken.

The demon was sent flying backward by the impact, crashing through several trees and snapping them in half. The trees fell instantly, raising clouds of dust.

They emerged from the smoke and dust once again.

The demon's left arm hung limply, the broken bone protruding from the flesh, revealing the stark white bone fragments. He grasped his left arm with his right hand, pushed hard, and with a crack, the bone returned to its place.

Dark demonic energy coiled around the broken area, and the damaged flesh healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He looked up, his scarlet eyes fixed on Wayne.

"Very good, human."

The anger in his eyes intensified.

"You have successfully provoked my anger."

As soon as he finished speaking, the demon's body began to swell.

His muscles bulged as if inflated, and the keratin on his skin changed from dark gray to deep black, like he was wearing a layer of armor.

Then, a pair of short horns sprouted from his forehead.

His height increased dramatically from just over two meters to nearly three meters.

The onlookers began to back away.

Some people grabbed their children and ran without looking back, while others abandoned their luggage, only picking up valuables to carry as they ran. A few of the bolder ones peeked out from behind trees, only to be pulled back by those nearby.

"Are you out of your mind?"

"have a look……"

"What are you looking at? Run!"

The crowd dispersed like a receding tide, and the circle of onlookers more than doubled in size. Wilford stood at a distance, whip in hand, his face twitching.

Several guards stood beside him, their legs trembling.

"My lord...should we also...?"

"Shut up."

Wilford swallowed hard, staring intently at the direction of the battlefield.

Marco stood five steps behind Wayne, his severed sleeve swaying in the wind. He glanced at the demon, then at Wayne's back.

"grown ups."

"Um."

"This thing is at the peak of the fourth tier."

Wayne didn't turn around.

"Know."

"Then... sir, please be careful."

"Um."

The demon completed his transformation, letting out a low growl twice as deep as before, like the howl of a wild beast. He took a step forward, causing the ground to tremble.

"Humans!"

"You talk too much nonsense."

The demon pushed off the ground with both feet, and his whole body soared into the sky.

His body flipped in the air, his hands clenched into fists and raised above his head. Dark demonic energy condensed at his fists, like a cannonball compressed to its limit.

He paused in mid-air for a moment.

Then it crashed down at lightning speed.

Before the fist even landed, the air pressure had already created a circular indentation in the dust on the ground. The surrounding tree branches were bent by the air pressure, and the leaves danced close to the ground.

The demon's lips curled into a ferocious arc.

Even a peak fourth-tier cultivator would be crippled by this attack.

This human is doomed!

The fist slammed into the ground.

boom!

The soil exploded, debris flew everywhere, and a crater three meters in diameter was smashed into the ground. Smoke and dust rose, obscuring everyone's vision.

There was no one at the bottom of the pit.

There is no flesh and blood.

There were no bodies.

There was nothing there.

The demon's pupils suddenly contracted.

He looked down at his fist, the impact of which sent a shiver down his spine. But the sensation beneath his fist was wrong; there was no feeling of flesh and blood, only dirt and gravel.

How is that possible?

His gaze swept across the bottom of the pit.

empty.

"What are you looking at?"

The sound came from the side and behind.

The demon suddenly turned around.

Wayne stood five steps behind him, not a speck of dust on him. His clothes were dry and clean, as if the attack had nothing to do with him.

The demon's eyes widened.

"What are you doing—!"

"water."

Wayne interrupted the demon in front of him.

"Your fist hit the water, not me."

The demon was stunned.

Water? What water? He has absolutely no recollection of it.

Could this human possibly possess magic?

Wayne patted off non-existent dust from his cuffs.

"Don't understand?"

The demon remained silent.

"What you just hit was my water elemental doppelganger that I left on the ground." Wayne flipped his right hand over. "The real one was moved to the side a long time ago."

"substitute……"

"To be precise, it is a 'water elemental body'."

Wayne spoke of it casually.

The demon's expression changed several times.

Battle spirit.

The human in front of him possessed battle aura and his physical skills were no weaker than his.

Now another magic has appeared.

Water Elemental Body – This is a skill that requires a high degree of elemental affinity to master; it's not something just anyone can use.

"You are... practicing dual cultivation?"

"What?"

Wayne tilted his head.

"no?"

The demon's lips twitched.

Dual cultivation does exist, but it's a path only a very few geniuses can take. Moreover, most dual cultivators focus on one discipline while using the other as a supplement, unlike this human who can both use battle qi to fight him head-on and use water elemental magic to dodge his deadly attacks.

He had never heard of it.

Wayne didn't wait for him to finish digesting it.

Raise your left hand.

Holy light shone forth.

A white light shone from the center of his palm, like a small sun being lit. The light spread along his arm and climbed up the cross he was holding.

The surface of the cross began to glow.

First came a faint white light, then a blinding golden light.

The light seemed alive, flowing along the lines of the cross and turning the entire cross into a pillar of light.