Light Cut!
SHWIIIING!
With no Chanting whatsoever, he instantly generated a Light Blade right next to Lu Cang.
'Still No Chanting?'
'Although, it's just a Tier Two Light Blade.'
This Magic has incredibly low killing power, but its advantage lies in its incredible speed.
If just landing a single scratch counted as a victory, it really would have been a great choice.
BAM!
However, it was too slow.
With a mere thought from Lu Cang, two identical Light Blades formed in sync, and the two instances of Magic canceled each other out in an instant.
"Swift Wind Blades, gather into a squall..."
But the white-haired man had no intention of stopping there.
He had already begun Chanting rapidly!
BOOM!
Before he could finish Chanting, he was blasted away by a Wind Roar.
He slammed into the wall at the back of the classroom.
"I told you to use the Magic you're best at. Are you the best at every single spell?" Lu Cang's tone was a bit exasperated.
Lu Cang flicked his hand.
