Physical mage, challenge me to a solo duel!

Wang Yi took a taxi, which swayed and bumped around for more than twenty minutes, and returned to the place where the helicopter had landed.

It took eight hours to get here from Lanling City, and then almost an hour by taxi to get there and back, but the task was completed in less than ten minutes.

Wang Yi spent almost the entire day traveling.

Standing before Chen Guang again, Wang Yi, now dressed in her original clothes, opened the illusory realm and threw Amit, wrapped in a waterproof cloth, onto the ground: "I have fulfilled my mission."

Li Yong stepped forward and opened the waterproof cloth, revealing Amit folded into a Z-shape.

Amit broke forward from the middle of his thigh, then backward from his thoracic spine, and was placed on the ground face up so that his face could be clearly seen.

"He's still breathing." Li Yong was somewhat surprised. In this situation, Amit still had a sliver of life left. How could this guy survive?

Of course, Amit is actually in a state of unconsciousness now. Even a person in a vegetative state is in better condition than him. The life force in his body is entirely due to the life force released by Wang Yi earlier.

"Oh, I forgot to mention, I'm actually a medical mage. I'm only good at healing and saving lives, not so good at killing." Wang Yi stood up straight and reported methodically, "I injected a small amount of life force into the target to ensure he wouldn't die easily."

Chen Guang glanced down at Amit's current condition. He was sure he wouldn't die on the spot, but it would have been more comfortable if he had just died.

Sure enough, even though Wang Yi didn't show any obvious emotional fluctuations while looking at the documents, he actually felt a great deal of disgust towards this scumbag.

"Medical Department?" Li Yong's eyes twitched, then he turned his gaze to Chen Guang for confirmation.

Chen Guang neither confirmed nor denied it.

Li Yong was somewhat speechless, then he gently lifted his trouser leg, squatted down, and extended his right hand.

His right index finger quickly grew longer and turned black, looking as if it were covered with a layer of withered old tree bark, and then he casually drew a cross on Amit's head.

Amit's dirty, curly hair fell off instantly, and two intersecting bloodstains appeared on his scalp, revealing two deep grooves beneath, revealing the pale white skull.

Brain tissue is faintly visible.

Li flicked away a drop of blood from his fingertip, and after his finger returned to normal, he said, "Remember the location of this intersection point, ten centimeters vertically downwards. It's about the same for every mage."

Wang Yi glanced deeply at the cross-shaped scar on Amit's head and understood that what Li Yong was talking about was probably the location of the mage's crystal.

However, compared to that, Wang Yi was more curious about what kind of magic Li Yong had just used, which looked very powerful.

Moreover, it's suitable for close combat, which he likes very much.

This seemingly ordinary-looking middle-aged man is probably not an ordinary person at all.

Seeing that Wang Yi didn't ask any questions, Li Yong immediately understood that Wang Yi knew the mage had something to say.

I don't know if someone told me this or if I learned it from my own experience.

"Uncle, this..." Wang Yi suddenly asked.

Li Yong raised an eyebrow slightly. So you didn't know?

"What is this magic?" Wang Yi pointed to Li Yong's right index finger.

Is this the focus?

"You mean this...?"

Li Yong stood up and raised his right palm in front of him.

A black sheen reappeared from Li's palm, spreading throughout his entire body. His size increased to nearly 2.1 meters, his clothes became taut, and his exposed skin turned entirely into black bark, making him look like a dark, emaciated tree-man.

Even her short hair was transformed into extremely thin black tree branches.

"Legendary grade, Black Gold Tree Body." The treant Li Yong's voice was hoarse and dry, like two pieces of tree bark rubbing together: "The defensive power is quite good, you can give it a try."

"No need," Wang Yi shook his head.

Legendary-grade magic! It turns out this unassuming old man is actually a high-level mage.

The Black Gold Tree Body appears to be a transformation-type magic, similar to Ding Lan's Lava Body.

With high defense and sufficient agility, it is indeed suitable for close combat.

So it seems that melee mages make up a significant portion of all mages.

Wang Yi suddenly felt like she had found her people; indeed, she needed to broaden her horizons and look at the world.

Hearing Wang Yi's refusal, Li Yong didn't care much and was about to dispel the spell when Chen Guang smiled and said from the side:

"This kid's strength is extraordinary. Don't be careless just because you are a high-level mage. Even if your magic power has been nurtured for many years and your body has undergone two advancements and enhancements, you are still no match for this kid. Don't go looking for trouble."

Originally, Li Yong was just saying it casually, but after Chen Guang said it, it became clear that Li Yong wasn't just saying it casually.

Although he knew Chen Guang was stirring things up, he still managed to pique Li Yong's curiosity.

So Li Yong still raised his arms, stood with one leg in front of the other, and slightly bowed in a defensive posture, and said to Wang Yi again, "Try it, use your full strength."

Wang Yi helplessly turned his gaze to Chen Guang, who was standing to the side. The instigator chuckled and said, "This is a necessary strength test. Since you're not an offensive type, just throw a punch. Remember, use your full strength and don't look down on people."

But since Chen Guang had said so, Wang Yi had no choice but to comply.

So Wang Yi came to the tree man Li Yong, took off his coat and threw it on the ground, then took a deep breath, and golden light emanated from his body.

Taking a step forward, cracks appeared on the rock surface beneath his feet. Wang Yi raised his right arm, and the Ice Lion Armor condensed into finger armor and arm armor. He then threw a simple, unadorned straight punch at Li Yong.

hum!

The sound of air being compressed and churned filled Li Yong with horror, but since he was currently wearing a tree bark face, his expression was completely unreadable. He only had time to change his arms from being side by side to being crossed in a cross shape before Wang Yi's fist arrived.

boom!

Their fists collided with a loud bang, like a muffled thunderclap. An invisible shockwave spread out from the two of them, stirring up loose soil and making the tarpaulin flutter loudly.

Chen Guang raised his left hand to shield his eyes from the dust. He saw that Wang Yi's right arm ice lion armor shattered into ice shards, while Li Yong turned into a cannonball and disappeared from sight at high speed.

A few seconds later, a muffled thud came from the direction Li Yongfei had gone.

"Oh ho, this is great." Chen Guang clicked his tongue, then beckoned Wang Yi to board the helicopter: "Let's go, off to the next place."

"That person..." Wang Yi picked up his coat, casually treated the eroded skin on his right hand, and then looked back with a worried expression.

Chen Guang waved his hand: "What are you thinking? A high-level mage with legendary-grade magic, do you really think you can do anything to him? Don't worry about him, he's probably been knocked away and is too embarrassed to show up. Just leave the target's corpse here, someone will take care of it."

Wang Yi thought about it and agreed, then obediently boarded the helicopter.

After all, he was only a mid-level mage. There was a huge gap between divine-grade magic and legendary-grade magic, and even if he stacked more passive skills, it wouldn't make up for it.

This tree-man was both tough and not heavy enough, which is why it was knocked away, but it didn't actually suffer any damage.

The helicopter's rotors spun, carrying the two people into the air and away.

Several hundred meters away, a dry branch suddenly emerged from a pile of rubble, and then a tree-man climbed out.

"Cough cough... ptooey." The tree-man, dressed in rags, coughed twice, spitting out two mouthfuls of black liquid mixed with dust. He grinned as he watched the helicopter fly away in the sky.

On his thick, tree-like left arm, there was a clearly defined fist print, about two fingers deep.