Chapter 324 - Competition (2/2)

A magic apprentice from Liguburg stood out and, crooking his finger at the guests, declared proudly, “I’m Smail, and I’m capable of seven level-one spells, including Inferior Fireball, Wind Blade, Frightening, etcetera.”

Vivian was of a mind to step out, as she was the strongest of her team.

But Old Jerry walked out before she did. He declared to the people of Liguburg, “I’m Jerry. Of the six students traveling with our teacher, I’m the most worthless.”

The thirty magic apprentices on the opposite side all secretly chuckled at the old man.

Such an old magic apprentice was rare to come by. It was not hard to infer how untalented he was in magic.

“I’ll not take advantage of you. I’ll only deal with you using Inferior Fireball,” said Smail with a critical smile.

The magic apprentices of Liguburg City all covered their grinning mouths.

They didn’t go so far as to burst into laughter. After all, they had to show the guests some respect.

“I’m capable of Inferior Fireball too, but my Hand of Magic is better,” said Jerry calmly.

The apprentices of Liguburg giggled again.

Hand of Magic, as a trick, was used when the magic apprentices grabbed items. What could a gripping and grabbing force of one kilogram do?

Smail thought that he was the sure winner. He playfully condensed a yellow fireball and looked at Jerry.

He was about to say something, but a gigantic blue hand grabbed him and heaved him in midair.

Seized by the blue hand, Smail couldn’t move at all, not even struggling. The small fireball immediately disappeared.

While Jerry’s Hand of Magic couldn’t compare to Roland’s, it was not a problem for him to pick up something of three hundred kilograms.

With such a force, it couldn’t be easier to grab a normal-sized adult.

“I win.” Looking up at Smail who was hanging in midair, Jerry said, “If I throw you hard, you will be killed. Do you acknowledge that?”

Smail, who was three meters from the floor, was grim-faced, but he had to agree with the man.

The five magic apprentices from Delpon all smiled.

Andonara looked at them from the rear and shook her head in amus.e.m.e.nt.

In her eyes, the battle of those magic apprentices was no different from a toddlers’ fight.

The magic apprentices from Liguburg, on the other hand, were at a loss.

What happened? How could Hand of Magic be like this?

Seeing that Smail surrendered, Jerry slowly put him down and glanced at the magic apprentices from Liguburg.

n.o.body was laughing anymore.

“Who’s next?” Jerry said as casually as before.

He had learned the tone from Roland, who had always spoken in the same way.

The magic apprentices of Liguburg looked at each other in bewilderment. After a while, someone finally stood out.

“Are you going to be my next opponent?” asked Jerry.

The magic apprentice shook his hand hard and asked, “I only want to know what spell this is.”

The man pointed at the gigantic blue hand floating before Jerry and asked, “What’s that?”

“Hand of Magic!” said Jerry unhurriedly.

“That’s impossible! Hand of Magic can’t be like that. It should be like this.”

A blue translucent hand the size of a regular hand appeared. It was to Jerry’s big blue hand what a baby was to an adult.