Physical mage, challenge me to a solo duel!

"Five more minutes, it'll be quick," the driver said.

Looking at the slowly moving traffic in front of him, Wang Yi expressed reservations about the driver's judgment.

After all, that was exactly what the driver said ten minutes ago.

As of now, the car hasn't even been moved a kilometer.

They forgot that it's currently the summer break for all the schools and universities. After a hard semester, all the elementary, middle, and high school students are eager to go out and have some fun.

And it just so happens to be the weekend, so most parents are free.

As a result, the already bustling Blue Dome Square became even more trendy.

Cars lined up in long queues on the road, their horns blaring incessantly, testing everyone's already dwindling patience.

The closer Wang Yi got to the Blue Dome Plaza building, the stranger he felt.

Just now in the car, Wang Yi looked up and clearly saw the entire Blue Roof Building collapse, or rather, disintegrate.

The top third of the blue-roofed building has been divided into several large sections.

But the debris didn't fall to the ground, there was no smoke, no flames, and in the blink of an eye, the building was standing there intact again.

Wang Yi immediately asked the driver about the Blue Roof Building.

As a result, after taking one look at the building, the driver immediately switched into tour guide mode, launching into a long and detailed introduction to the construction information of the Blue Roof Building, as well as some interesting places around and inside.

Clearly, in the driver's eyes, the Blue Roof Building was in a perfectly normal state.

This made Wang Yi wonder if he had just imagined it.

Wang Yi felt that he was clear-headed and his eyes were neither nearsighted nor tired, so why was he suddenly seeing things so badly?

After sitting in the car for a few seconds and thinking, Wang Yi still felt that there was nothing wrong with his eyes.

Since that was the case, Wang Yi decided to go and take a look at the building. So he told the driver to change the destination from his home to the Blue Top Plaza Building.

The taxi made a sleek turn and headed straight for Blue Dome Square.

After running for so long, we're only just getting close now.

Wang Yi took out her phone and checked the time; half an hour had almost passed.

If he hadn't changed his destination, he would already be in his own fully-equipped underground training room, sweating it out.

"Traffic jams are really agonizing." Wang Yi leaned against the car window, looking at the Blue Dome Plaza, which was only a hundred or two meters away in a straight line, and he was about to turn three or four corners and pass five or six traffic lights.

It's very close, but if I drive there, I don't know how many more five-minute intervals it will take.

If only we could use magic, we could get there in just two or three spatial swaps.

How about we trade some flies for the driver as pets?

Of course, all of the above is purely Wang Yi's imagination.

Just like how dangerous thoughts that violate morality or even the law occasionally pop out of a person's head uncontrollably.

However, ideas are just ideas; they only pass through one's mind and are never actually done.

After all, spatial exchange is a divine-grade magic, and once it is released, it will be immediately detected by the magic monitoring device.

Moreover, this is a public place with a huge flow of people. If Wang Yi dares to do this, it won't be something that can be resolved by just being invited over for a chat by law enforcement.

They'll be drinking for at least several nights.

"Master, is it possible to park here?" Wang Yi, who was running out of patience, asked.

If we can't use magic, can't we at least use physics?

It's definitely faster to get out of the car and run there now than to stay in the car.

"Passengers aren't allowed to drop off here." The experienced driver understood Wang Yi's thoughts in one sentence, and then added, "I get stuck in traffic for ages here, so remember to give me a good review later, buddy."

Wang Yi tilted his head back and slammed it onto the headrest of the car seat, then raised his hands to cover his face.

Now I regret it, I really regret it. Why was I so curious? It was such a waste of time.

"Sigh." Wang Yi sighed softly, rubbed his face vigorously, and then opened his eyes again.

His expression suddenly changed.

Because he saw that his hands were broken.

No, they weren't broken, because Wang Yi's hands not only had no wounds or bloodstains, but also no pain or unusual sensation.

The arms are divided into two sections four fingers below the wrists, and the upper section is offset to the left by two fingers, which is somewhat like the refraction of light in water, or the misaligned double image seen when the eyes are not focused.

Wang Yi tensed up, clenched his fist, and a slight airburst sound came from his hand.

"No problem!" Wang Yi's expression instantly turned serious: "It seems I wasn't mistaken before."

His body is fine, but that is precisely the biggest problem!

"Is it a mental illusion spell?" Wang Yi took a deep breath, suddenly realizing a possibility that was countless times more terrifying than being caught in an illusion.

Spatial fluctuations!

Wang Yi quickly raised his head and looked out the car window. The world before him had undergone earth-shattering changes.

High-rise buildings fold up, roads bend, and streetlights are separated.

The distant scenery looked like a photograph torn into several pieces and then haphazardly pieced together.

This stark contrast of disorder caused Wang Yi's stomach to spasm, and he felt nauseous.

But hearing the continued commotion and car horns outside, with nothing unusual happening, Wang Yi concluded that only he had witnessed the situation.

"Passive magical spatial perception?"

Wang Yi now finally understands just how intense the so-called "perception of the intense fluctuations generated by space" really is.

After all, when Wang Yi released the illusory realm and exchanged spaces before, he did not sense any spatial fluctuations.

Suppressing his nausea, Wang Yi pulled out his phone and immediately called Bai Yu.

Beep beep beep...

The call connected, and Bai Yu's voice came through: "Hey, Wang Yi, how's it going? Have you absorbed the life force yet...?"

"Blue-Domed Plaza...a spatial wave has appeared...damn!"

Before Wang Yi could finish speaking, a crack appeared silently in mid-air above the Blue Dome Square, its center dark and its edges glowing blue.

"Damn it, a spatial channel!" Wang Yi cursed, and promptly corrected the spatial fluctuations to a spatial channel.

This time, Wang Yi was certain that the visual illusion in mid-air was not caused by any spatial fluctuations, because he saw many people shopping in the square looking up and taking pictures with their phones.

Many quick-thinking individuals recognized what the crack represented and immediately fled in panic.

However, the high density of people visiting the Blue Dome Square directly led to panic.

The crowd scattered like a swarm of startled flies, and before any monsters could rush out, they would be trampled and injured.

"Damn it!" Wang Yi cursed under his breath, then tightened his grip on his backpack.

"Hey buddy, did you see that thing in the sky...?"

At this moment, the driver, who had also noticed the crack, turned around to ask Wang Yi something, only to find that the back seat was empty.

"Did I see a ghost in broad daylight?" The driver was startled, but the car doors were still locked properly.

Buzzing...

A faint flapping sound filled the car as a fly landed on the bright car window.