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Max Ensco had seen Pang Jia Lai in the sky when he was still a young mage. He was a Level Six Titled Devil Instructor when he was still in the battlefield of the 300 years of war.
That was also the first time he had seen a top mage in the world attack.
These people could turn the sky and earth upside down in the blink of an eye, and with a wave of their hands, the entire sky was filled with colorful lights. Countless living beings trembled like ants under their immense power. At that time, Max was deeply shocked by the power of a Titled Devil Instructor. At the same time, it also gave birth to a sense of powerlessness.
Even if he was nurtured as an elite in the Westfalen with a bright future, Max couldn't imagine how many years it would take him to reach that height.
However, he had succeeded. Relying on the experience of countless battles, the young Sage Analysis gradually grew up in the flying elemental lights and clashes.
Before the end of the 300 years war, Max's companions at the beginning had left one after another. When the war started, the ambitious king who had read the declaration of war in high spirits was no longer alive. At that time, the one sitting on the throne was his tenth generation descendant, but Max Ensco had succeeded. He had become the number one Titled Devil Instructor in Westfalen.
Max really wanted to see the powerful Great Mage who had cast a shadow on him during his youth, but just like how he had failed to save Westfalen Empire from its fate of failure. " Sage Analysis also didn't get the chance to fight Pang Jia Lai on the battlefield.
Another twenty years had passed since the end of the war.
During this period of time, Max only saw Pang Jia Lai once at the Oakland Conference that was held ten years ago.
He didn't go to Okland when the last Sword Bridge Conference was held, because Max had been badly battered by the peace talks. He and Falz III's father, William VII, tried to think of ways to protect the elite mage division system of the empire from those cruel powerhouses. They had left behind a spark of hope for the future.
In the Oakland General Assembly, Max looked at the laughing Pang Jia Lai from afar, and gathered his courage to go up and chat for a while.
At that time, Pang Jia Lai had advanced from Ninth Rank Level Six to Ninth Rank Level 7, and Max had advanced from Fourth Rank to Titled Devil Instructor. The two of them finally stood on the same level, and had the knowledge and combat strength that allowed them to speak on equal grounds.
The two of them actually had a pretty good conversation.
Halfway through their conversation, Max expressed his intention to challenge the other party. However, considering that he was still young, he might not be able to defeat the other party in a fight. Thus, he decided on a seven-year agreement.
Seven years later, at a small mage gathering in Brazil, the two of them would officially have a friendly match.
After that, Max, who had been preparing to return to his country for seven years, was hung for half an hour by the experienced Pang Jia Lai.
... Although both of them were Ninth Rank Level 7, Max Ensco was only 400 years old today. Pangalei had lived for more than 700 years, and the latter was far superior to the former in terms of combat skills and utilization of strength.
Max had been thinking about this for a long time. Until today, when the mages in Westfalen saw him there, they usually did not mention the battle in Brazil. Except for Ostwald, who would break the table if he did not meet him.
Then, three years passed.
Three years, in the long life of a top mage, was an insignificant period of time. But in these three years, a very important thing happened, and Max finally had a chance to make a comeback - he rose to level eight.
Eighth level Titled Devil Instructor...
People who could reach this level could be counted on one's fingers in any era.
Although he was beaten up by Riko, that didn't count. After all, she was a Level 9... As for the eighth level, there shouldn't be any problem bullying those who were at a lower level than him, right?
Therefore, he went to find Pangalei last night and planned to wash away the humiliation he had suffered in Brazil three years ago.
The latter drank quite a bit of wine, and was provoked by Max. He patted his head and agreed.
It took a long time for him to react. Their strength was not equal, so he pulled his friend, another Level 7 Titled Devil Instructor from the Gaul, along with ten thousand of them.
Max agreed as well.
As a result, this created a huge piece of news that only started a day ago.
He looked at the time and found that the needle had already traveled half of the distance on the table.
Sage Analysis raised his head.
"It's time."
Pang Jia Lai chuckled, "The younger generation will surpass us. Let's make this clear first. You are two Level 1 warriors, so it won't be shameful for us if we can't defeat you."
He looked at his companion, grabbed the magic wand in his hand, and raised his voice.
"Then, let's begin!"
Before his voice could fade, he had already shot up into the sky like a rocket.
"Wow..."
Loli Merlin opened her mouth and could only let out a sigh in the end.
Along with the other magician present, she looked up at the sky without moving and looked at the few flowing lights that were circling back and forth in the sky.
Watching the battle between the Advanced Magicians on the scene was actually a very useful learning opportunity for them. A spell and a hand gesture between the peak Titled Devil Instructor could perhaps bring a lot of inspiration to the low-level mages...
As for Riko...
Just like watching a fireworks show, she raised her head and stared at the three mages chasing and attacking each other in the sky.
"Originally... I could have done better here..."
Occasionally, he would mutter in such a low voice. It was so soft that even Loli Merlin, who was standing beside him, could not hear him.
The key to fighting a high-level Titled Devil Instructor was to try not to be hit by the opponent's magic and try to hit the opponent as much as possible.
To save magic power, if he could use the ice wall, he would not use a large ice wall. If he could use the Earth Protection, he would not use a Runic Shield. The best defensive magic would be able to break the opponent's attack just in time, and that would be the perfect distribution of magic power.
He would try his best to chant a short and effective incantation. He would not use a spell that would only be effective if he chanted for two minutes in one go, because he would not be able to last for two minutes without relying on the flying skill.
Riko thought for a while and felt that it seemed like she was completely opposite of these key points in the few battles she had experienced.
Although she indeed had the ability and capital to go against them.
The battle in the sky was still ongoing. The colorful lights of magic kept streaking across the sky. The elemental activity in the entire area began to boil like water that was gradually being heated.
Finally, on one side, a smile appeared on both sides, and on the other side, they landed back on the ground, covered in dirt. The one with a smile on his face was Max Ensco, and the one with a dirty face was the Gaul team.