Physical mage, challenge me to a solo duel!

Between Lanling Magic High School and the villa area where Wang Yi lives, there is a small commercial street. At this moment, in a coffee shop that offers good taste and affordable environment, Wang Yi is holding a cup of coffee and looking at the young man outside the window through the glass.

The young man had short, black hair and looked to be around twenty years old. He had a somewhat handsome face and a gentle smile. However, his height of just over 1.7 meters and his thin build made him appear rather frail.

If you met him on the street, you would probably mistake him for an ordinary college student.

However, Wang Yi, who was inside the coffee shop, knew perfectly well that the person opposite him was an extraordinary mage.

Xu Jun once told Wang Yi that using one's soul power to spy on another without authorization is essentially equivalent to launching an attack.

Therefore, under Xu Jun's guidance, Wang Yi usually only releases his soul power close to his body to sense and isolate some detection magic, and to be able to detect when being spied on by extraordinary beings.

At that moment, Wang Yi immediately noticed the strange soul power probing him, and then locked onto the young man outside the window.

At first, Wang Yi thought that the other party had accidentally included him when using his soul power to explore the surroundings.

After all, according to common sense, those below the level of extraordinary mages cannot detect the probing of soul power; they just happened to bump into Wang Yi, an anomaly.

However, Wang Yi immediately dismissed the idea. After all, a proper extraordinary mage would know the rules and wouldn't be like him, a fool, constantly using his soul power to scan his surroundings.

Otherwise, if they were to encounter another extraordinary mage, wouldn't that be seen as a provocation?

Even if the other party believed that there was nothing extraordinary about Lanling City, and that's why they used their soul power so casually, it still doesn't make sense.

Because the two were so close, separated only by a window, less than two meters apart in a straight line.

It was obvious that the other party spotted Wang Yi first, and then used their soul power to conduct a pinpoint search.

Otherwise, Wang Yi's soul power could radiate within a kilometer radius, and a normal extraordinary mage would probably have an even wider detection range. If the opponent were conducting normal detection, they certainly wouldn't only detect within a two-meter radius.

Therefore, there is a very high probability that the other party came to find him on purpose.

Yama, the King of Hell, from the underworld?

I would rather trust it to have it than to trust it to have nothing.

The next moment, the soul power that Wang Yi had been restraining in his mind suddenly erupted with all its might, condensing into a blind owl that rushed directly into the young man's mind, launching the most direct and swift attack with its soul power.

This mutually destructive fighting style caused both of them to grunt simultaneously, stagger, and their soul power dissipated, as if their consciousness had been torn apart.

The young man was completely unprepared for Wang Yi's decisive action. Wang Yi, as the attacker, had already prepared himself to endure the pain. Therefore, despite the agonizing pain of his consciousness being torn apart, he regained a sliver of consciousness before the young man and then raised his arm to strike.

A golden light flashed, and the most basic earth shield spell instantly transformed into a slender, gray-black longsword, its surface shimmering with a unique, sharp, dark golden luster. It sliced ​​through the coffee table, the windowsill, the glass, and the left half of the young man's body.

If the young man hadn't reacted at the last moment and moved half a step, the earthen shield and longsword would likely have cleaved his head in two.

Given Wang Yi's explosive speed, the close proximity, his calculated attack, and his deliberate attempt to shatter the opponent's soul power by sacrificing himself for the sake of mutual destruction, it's clear that he still failed to kill the opponent in one blow. This only proves that the extraordinary is indeed extraordinary.

Before he could even reflect, Wang Yi swiftly swung his sword horizontally, aiming straight for the young man's head.

Since Wang Yi had already made his move, his intention was to kill. He would be willing to die a thousand deaths, even at the hands of the King of Hell.

Moreover, as Uncle Xu said, if one recklessly uses one's soul power to spy on others, one would have no regrets even if one were killed.

I would rather kill the wrong person than let him go.

Ding!

Before the crisp sound of striking could even spread, the earthen shield and longsword in Wang Yi's hand broke into more than ten pieces. Looking at the young man's body, a layer of solid white light, like ripples on water, had already appeared.

Legendary-grade defensive magic: Holy Light Armor.

Blood finally began to flow from the young man's narrow eyes, a sign that his soul power had been shattered.

Upon recognizing the defensive magic emanating from the young man's body, Wang Yi immediately realized that he would likely be unable to break through the Holy Light Armor and kill the man before him within a single breath.

Once the opponent's mental turmoil subsides and their soul power is usable again, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat them at all, given my mediocre level of superhuman ability.

To prevent the situation from reversing later, Wang Yi decisively abandoned his plan to continue the attack.

The next moment, Wang Yi and Qi Xiaohao suddenly disappeared from the coffee shop.

Leapfrogged and ran away.

Splash...

At this moment, the glass shards from the window that Wang Yi smashed had just begun to fall and scatter, startling nearby pedestrians who covered their heads and dodged.

The young man's severed body shone with a milky white light, his bones and muscles reconnected, and his flesh and blood regenerated.

Legendary-grade healing magic: Light of Resurrection.

The young man regained consciousness, regrouped his soul power, and then rapidly expanded it in all directions, locking onto the two figures in mid-air a hundred meters away.

"What a decisive fellow. It seems he already knew about the recent movements in the underworld."

"One hundred meters, a leap to the divine level, without even using legendary-level magic. It seems he is indeed a mid-level mage."

Wiping away the two lines of bloody tears, the young man's smile widened, and he sighed inwardly, "It's only been a little over half a year since I last saw you, and you've already condensed your soul power at the mid-level mage stage. You truly have extraordinary talent. No wonder you can ignore the mental domain."

"Since I've been mistaken for the King of Hell, I might as well do the job of the King of Hell." The young man's figure also vanished in the next moment, reappearing in mid-air, hovering about a hundred meters in front of Wang Yi.

At this moment, Wang Yi took advantage of the one-second cooldown period of the jump to forcefully stuff the still bewildered Qi Xiaohao into the virtual world.

Upon seeing the young man catching up, Wang Yi's expression changed. He hadn't expected the other party to possess spatial magic, so he immediately continued his jump towards home.

Unsurprisingly, Wang Yi's leap failed.

Thin strands of blue lightning, as fine as hair, constantly moved around Wang Yi, emitting tiny crackling sounds.

Legendary-grade domain magic: Lightning Domain.

"Damn it, why isn't it fire?" Wang Yi cursed inwardly. He then forcibly gathered his soul power, wanting to make another impact, but felt a splitting headache and was already powerless.

The attack method that Uncle Xu taught him consumed a great deal of soul power. Moreover, Wang Yi's soul power had only just reached the baseline of a transcendent mage, and was inferior to that of the young man in front of him. It was only by taking him by surprise that they were able to suffer mutual damage.

Since that's the case, let's take a hard line.

Wang Yi took a deep breath, his soul power stirred the surrounding magic to converge on him, and golden light appeared on his body. The rich golden light even emitted a slightly dark color, and then merged with the crimson boiling flames, turning into a ball of golden-red light and fire.

A dark shadow appeared in the flames, rapidly expanding into a humanoid monster over seven meters tall, covered in scales.

With its golden vertical pupils wide open, the enormous monster, which spews fire and radiant light, opened its ferocious maw, its sharp teeth clashing, and gently swung its arm.

Layers of solid ice armor covered the crimson scales, and then a huge blue ring with two intersecting crosses enveloped his entire body.

Inside the ring, two cyan wings stretched for more than twenty meters, propelling the monster's massive and heavy body toward the thin young man.

The young man gazed at the monster before him with admiration, marveling at its magnificent dragon scales and powerful body. Then, he stretched out his palm and caught the charging monster in his hand, letting out a soft shout.

"Lightning strike!"

The lightning bolts, as thin as hairs, suddenly expanded, like a swimming thunder dragon, blooming with a dazzling bluish-white light that engulfed Wang Yi's dragon body.