Lap frowned, dismissing his intention to attack again.
The attacks were nothing more than a meaningless drain.
Unless he went all out, with Arman's current state, relying on these ordinary attacks alone, let alone inflicting damage, they couldn't even deplete Arman's energy.
"Roar!"
The dark red creatures beside Arman also began to attack the protective shield!
Bang, bang, bang!
With their sheer numbers, the noise they created was impressively loud.
But Lap remained unconcerned.
To him, anyone below an Official Wizard... was nothing but an ant.
His primary focus remained on Arman.
Arman's face, which seemed both divine and human, showed no emotion as he continued to bombard the shield.
The protective shield shook like jelly, but it showed no sign of breaking.
The situation had ground to a stalemate.
The apprentices below seemed to sense that the situation was not as dire as they had imagined, or perhaps that Teacher Lap was as powerful as they had thought.
