When the ball of fire hit the Elemental Shield and stirred up a dazzling spark, Lin Li couldn't help but startle. When did this fellow become so strong? Just a fireball had almost caused his Elemental Shield to collapse. He was probably nearing the strength of a Magic Shooter.
After barely receiving the fireball with his Elemental Shield, Lin Li dared not have the slightest negligence anymore. He prepared a wind blade in each hand, but was not in a hurry to release them. He was waiting for Cromwell to begin his spell recitation.
The smile on Cromwell's face deepened after the fireball. Although it failed to crack down the Elemental Shield completely, it gave him a good sense of his opponent's strength.
"A mere level-twelve…" In mages' battle, a difference of more than two levels almost meant that it would be a crushing of one side. Cromwell already had full confidence in winning this duel.
