Chapter 218: National Competition X
With a flick of his wrist, Dave cast Elemental bolts, and the shattered barrier fragments turned into dozens of magic bolts that surged toward Kraugel like guided missiles.
This was the advantage of Mumud's specialty: Magic Simplification. He didn't need to chant much or prepare complex formulas for certain spells. He could simply shape the mana into his desired form as he wished.
Kraugel's body twisted and turned with the grace of a master swordsman — White Light steps! — he vanished and reappeared behind Dave, his sword slashing down.
But Dave spun, blocking with the staff, metal clashing with enchanted wood, a thunderous crack shaking the ground beneath them.
The shockwave pushed both of them back, dirt and sparks flying.
Then—
Both charged at the same time.
Magic surged.
Sword gleamed.
The arena became a blur of light and sound.
Their abilities, their timing, their instincts — everything was perfect.