Physical mage, challenge me to a solo duel!

Since Lin Qingyu appeared, he has displayed a total of four spells.

An unprecedented spatial system, Buzhou Wind, Titan, and the Resistant Water Ring.

Without exception, they are all of epic quality.

The unique external conditions of the magical world, combined with Lin Qingyu's exceptional talent, have created a guy who can cast epic-grade magic as easily as eating and drinking.

Besides these four epic-grade spells, no one knows how many more Lin Qingyu has in stock.

It's even uncertain how many more epic-grade spells Wang Yi and Ren Tianque could force out of Lin Qingyu given their current strength.

Moreover, Lin Qingyu's power is not just limited to having a lot of epic-grade magic; the power of each of his spells is also almost at its limit.

The Titan's Divine Body, which Wang Yi had seen used by a Yama King in the Underworld, was only about 300 meters long.

However, Lin Qingyu used it and it reached 400 meters.

Not to mention that Lin Qingyu was able to withstand the combined attacks of Ren Tianque's Wind and Li Huo simply by relying on Buzhou Wind and the Water Resistance Ring.

Lin Qingyu might not be able to easily withstand the fusion of Tao Feng and Li Huo after Ren Tianque's magic, but the attack range after the magic fusion will inevitably be compressed, making it difficult for him to escape Lin Qingyu's spatial magic.

As for Wang Yi's Fiery Dragon Body, a Titan God Body would be more than enough to handle it.

Ultimately, Wang Yi is only a high-level mage. Despite his magical abilities, he cannot escape the limitations of a high-level mage. Legendary magic is worlds apart from epic magic.

Lin Qingyu's towering Titan form, resembling a god, stood in the distance, looking down quietly at the two ants, without making any further moves.

Wang Yi stood up, his tone heavy: "Lin Qingyu didn't have much of a murderous intent."

"It's like a wild beast that isn't hungry, toying with its prey."

Ren Tianque, now fully aware of the vast disparity between them, clenched his fists, his palms bleeding, and gritted his teeth as he said:

"I'll buy you time; run away quickly."

Wang Yi felt relieved; the fact that Ren Tianque was able to think of escaping showed that he had indeed calmed down considerably.

"Brother Ren, how can I let you die alone in battle?"

Wang Yi shook his head in a low voice, refusing.

"I told you, I would not let you die before me."

As the flames raged again, Ren Tianque took a deep breath, and with a calm acceptance of death, prepared to charge forward.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yi grabbed his body and stopped him.

"You can't escape. If Lin Qingyu really intends to kill you, how many seconds can you last? Besides, Lin Qingyu definitely has an epic-level leap. My speed is far too slow."

Ren Tianque's expression darkened. Even if he were to die, he couldn't stop Lin Qingyu for long. This was undoubtedly the greatest humiliation for him.

However, that is the reality, and Ren Tianque cannot disregard it.

"Let's give it another shot. Lin Qingyu is too arrogant to kill us. This is our chance."

Wang Yi released Ren Tianque, then vigorously scratched his face, as if forcing himself to cheer up.

The sharp claws scraped against the dragon scales, making a clanging sound and sparking dazzling sparks.

"Just like when I killed Bixi, I used my soul combat technique to attack Lin Qingyu's sea of ​​consciousness, trying to control him for a moment. Then, Brother Ren, you can deal damage. No matter how big Lin Qingyu's Titan body is, it's not as big as Bixi's body. Crush his head, take out the human crystal, and I don't believe he won't die."

Ren Tianque's eyes lit up, but then he became worried again: "Hasn't your soul recovered yet?"

Wang Yi naturally knew this.

Moreover, even if his soul was in a weakened state, Wang Yi did not believe he could shake Lin Qingyu's soul, even at his peak.

The opponent can create six sub-avatars that are half-step into the extraordinary realm, and the soul power of each sub-avatar is much stronger than that of Wang Yi's strongest clone, the King of Survival.

How could someone like that have a weak soul?

Furthermore, Wang Yi had also witnessed Lin Qingyu's Blood River Battle Technique, which was clearly a soul battle technique created by Lin Qingyu, and its power was no less than that of the Owl's Roar.

However, the owl's cry was something Wang Yi learned from Uncle Xu, so it naturally couldn't compare to the original.

But Wang Yi still said:

"With this clone, I now have 80% of my strength. I'll give it a try; dying in battle is better than being slaughtered."

"Alright, I'll use the military flag tactics to pave the way for you. If we can't win, then we brothers will go to the Yellow Springs together."

After speaking, Ren Tianque transformed into the body of a sea god in the form of a merman, turning into a stream of water that flowed into the dragon scales on Wang Yi's shoulder.

Since the goal is to determine life and death in one fell swoop using soul combat techniques, the distance cannot be too great.

Otherwise, if the soul power cannot reach the other side, how can one attack the other's soul?

Wang Yi glanced at the armor-piercing halberd still pinned to the ground, but showed no intention of pulling it out. Then he bent down and assumed a running posture.

The next moment, the ground beneath his feet exploded, and Wang Yi's figure instantly disappeared from the spot, turning into a blurry red lightning bolt that surged across the ground and rushed towards Lin Qingyu.

Each time a jump is released, there is a one-second cooldown period. In a life-or-death struggle at their level, one second is enough to die ten times over.

Therefore, Wang Yi planned to save this leap for the most critical moment.

Even though I know there's no chance of winning, what if...?

For example, Lin Qingyu created so many multi-level clones and severed so many souls, what if he didn't have time to recover?

The crimson lightning traveled along the ground, shattering the earth, and within seconds it was close to Lin Qingyu again.

The Titan's body suddenly leaped down from the collapsed mountain peak, crashing onto a flat area before pressing his hands down.

Boom!

The earth sank tens of meters amidst a roar, and the rock layers were completely compacted, forming a concave arena.

The new ground's solidity increased dramatically, ensuring that Lin Qingyu's Titan body would no longer experience the ground cracking beneath his feet and become unstable.

Titan stretched out his right hand and beckoned to Wang Yi, who was rushing towards him.

Clearly, Lin Qingyu wanted to defeat Wang Yi in his strongest area.

Upon seeing this, Wang Yi's vertical pupils shone brightly with golden light, filling his eyes as if they were fiery eyes.

Rushing to the edge of the arena, Wang Yi decisively jumped in.

If you want melee combat, then melee combat is the way to go!

Red Lightning suddenly leaped up to Lin Qingyu's chest and threw a punch.

The nearly six-fold height difference made the almost seventy-meter-tall Fiery Dragon appear tiny in front of the Titan's body.

Standing in front of Lin Qingyu, the height was about his calves.

However, in terms of both strength and sturdiness, the body of the Fiery Dragon is in no way inferior to that of the Titan.

Facing Wang Yi, who was full of aggressive desire, Lin Qingyu also met him with a punch.

boom!

A muffled thunderclap sounded, and a huge shockwave carrying dust spread out. Lin Qingyu couldn't help but take two steps back, and his middle finger cracked and peeled off.

Wang Yi slammed back onto the arena surface at an even faster speed, leaving spiderweb-like cracks beneath his feet.

But Wang Yi didn't hesitate at all and immediately rushed back.

This time, Wang Yi jumped up and kicked Lin Qingyu's knee.