Versatile Mage: Starting with the White Tiger Pendant-Chapter 139:Sweeping the Water Courtyard

Lu Jun's body was engulfed by the avalanche, tumbling and rolling through the vast expanse of white snow.

However, his magic remained uninterrupted. With his Level-3 Mental Strength at full concentration, he had developed a resilience akin to an innate talent for Psychic Fortitude, allowing him to completely ignore the pain inflicted on his body and the mental shock from external forces.

Rumble!

Following the snow tide, eight massive azure-white ice chains descended with overwhelming force, capable of cleaving through stormy waves. If they struck a human body, they could easily sever it at the waist.

At this moment, Lu Jun's Level-4 Water Defense was already on the verge of collapse after being battered by the avalanche. If the ice chains struck, the consequences would be dire.

Fortunately, his will remained unwavering. The water vapor in the air converged, and under the reflection of a brilliant blue radiance, another surging river erupted from within him!

The third-tier Tidal Wave enhancement drastically increased his offensive power, forcefully repelling the surrounding ice and snow. Within the arena, now resembling a snowy wasteland, a vast lake took form, and a massive water dragon soared into the sky, crashing head-on into the eight descending ice chains.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of deafening explosions echoed through the air. The eight chains slammed down with immense force, shattering the water dragon into fragments, but they themselves were also repelled by the powerful counterforce, swinging high into the air.

Lu Jun floated within the lake, his Black Serpent Water Silk rapidly stabilizing his body. He finally caught his breath.

Then, he stepped onto the water's surface, his forehead radiating light as his aura surged. A domain began to take shape, with countless dark blue glimmers intertwining, barely reaching the standards of the High Tier. A mighty tide surged forth!

It resembled the cascading fall of the Milky Way or an apocalyptic flood sweeping everything away!

Seeing this, Qingyu's cold expression remained unchanged. Stepping onto an ice chain, she soared gracefully into the air. Clad in a cyan qipao that accentuated her delicate figure, she seemed to be traversing the skies.

She let out a commanding shout: Frost Descent!

The temperature plummeted instantly. The formidable energies of Water and Ice intertwined as eight frost Chain like dragons coiled and charged toward the dark blue river. The unleashed force had already reached the threshold of a High-Tier spell.

Her innate talent, Frost Descent, was named after one of the twenty-four solar terms. It functioned similarly to Tidal Wave, but was exclusive to the Ice Element. Once activated, it accumulated over time, causing the surrounding cold to intensify, continuously amplifying Ice Magic.

Afterward, Qingyu had specifically sought out complementary Spirit Seeds for both her Water and Ice elements, allowing them to work in unison.

As Frost Descent accumulated, the Water Magic she cast would naturally transform into Ice Magic under the influence of her environmental talent—much like the Ice Release in Naruto's Land of Snow.

Upon witnessing this scene, the spectators couldn't help but gasp. The battle between these two was terrifying, their power nearly touching the High Tier!

"So this is the strength of the Institute's top-ranked student?"

"I'm trash... We're all in the Intermediate Tier, yet the gap is wider than between the Basic and Intermediate Tiers."

Soon, the dark blue Tidal Wave and the eight frost dragons clashed head-on. The resulting explosion was deafening, and the raging frost energy swept across the entire arena. The shield encasing the stage trembled violently as the surging water vapor corroded it.

The arena shook continuously. Fragments of ice and shattered rock scattered everywhere, while waves bloomed in the chaotic battlefield.

The intense collision between the two forces painted a magnificent scene of frost dragons battling against a celestial river. Eventually, both energies gradually dissipated, dispersing into remnants of magical energy.

Below, Lu Jun's expression turned serious. He had vaguely discerned Qingyu's innate talent and found it somewhat similar to his own—both were field-enhancing abilities.

Normally, Qingyu shouldn't be this dominant. Otherwise, a year later, the National Pavilion Guardian wouldn't have been Dongfang Lie, but her instead.

The correct strategy was to strike hard and fast before Qingyu could fully establish her advantageous terrain and defeat her in a single burst.

Unfortunately, his Psychic Element magic had been neutralized by several magical artifacts. Furthermore, his earlier passive defensive approach had been a tactical error. Even when counterattacking with Tidal Wave, the spell required buildup to reach its full potential.

This had given Qingyu the opportunity to turn the tide. If someone with prior knowledge of her abilities had been in his place, they wouldn't have made the same mistakes.

However, Lu Jun remained composed. He lacked intelligence on her abilities, so an imperfect response was to be expected.

Moreover...

He slightly raised his head, looking at Qingyu standing elegantly atop the ice chain. His battle intent surged.

Even if she had been given an opportunity, so what?

He would crush everything with sheer strength, fair and square!

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

At that moment, as they stared at each other from a distance, both simultaneously channeled a vast amount of magic energy.

The elements of ice and water materialized in the air, dark blue and pale white radiance intertwining, each dominating half of the battlefield.

Surging water surrounded Lu Jun, forming a massive vortex. On the other side, Qing Yu was shrouded in a freezing aura, resembling an ice goddess descending from the heavens.

Both leveraged their innate abilities, allowing them to touch upon the level of Advanced-tier elemental control in advance, modifying their spellcasting forms to some extent.

In the next instant, the Fifth Surge of the Raging Tides and Frost Descent Avalanche clashed once again, triggering a cataclysmic storm of frost and water. The entire arena was enveloped in a blinding white expanse as ice and water mixed and fell.

The spectators were utterly enthralled, their blood boiling with excitement.

A magical duel this evenly matched was a rare sight, a lucky occurrence. Though Lu Jun was still at a slight disadvantage, he keenly sensed himself clawing back control of the fight bit by bit.

After all, Frost Descent could fuse Water and Ice, pushing Mid-tier magic to its peak while utilizing dual Spirit Seeds. Lu Jun, on the other hand, was only using one element, so being slightly weaker was understandable.

Yet as the battle progressed, the disparity between their abilities became clear—Frost Descent couldn't compare to the sheer power of Tidal Surge.

The difference was evident even in their names.

When Lu Jun unleashed the Sixth and Seventh Surge of the Raging Tides, Qing Yu's Ice Jiao (frost dragons) began to collapse one after another.

Seeing her majestic Ice overwhelmed by the surging river, with towering waves rolling in like an unstoppable wall, Qing Yu's beautiful eyes flickered with complex emotions.

Buzz!

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She summoned an unusual magic artifact—an oil-paper parasol of a delicate cyan hue. Lifting it gently above her head, a powerful frost aura expanded outward, freezing the surrounding space—a defensive magic tool.

Before the tidal waves could crash down, they were halted in midair. Crack! Crack! Ice rapidly spread across the waves, encasing them inch by inch.

Then, with a slight hop, Qing Yu allowed the cold wind to lift her, floating gently downward. The moment her feet touched the ground, her landing was graceful, poised, and effortless.

The spectators held their breath, utterly captivated by the scene.

A girl in elegant cyan robes, holding a parasol, her silhouette hazy under the falling snow, with rippling water at her feet—it was a scene of unparalleled beauty. It evoked the imagery of a lady standing beneath an oil-paper umbrella amid the misty rain of Jiangnan.

Qing Yu lifted her ink-black hair like cascading silk and reinserted her jade hairpin, its glow now dimmed. She sighed regretfully, "There's no need to continue. You've won. I can't withstand your next attack."

Hearing this, Lu Jun felt speechless.

She said it like that, but in reality, this woman was likely conceding early just to avoid getting drenched in the incoming wave, fearing she'd end up in a sorry state.

After all, he had seen how her tight-fitting cheongsam outlined her graceful figure. If she were to get soaked... well, well... one couldn't help but let their imagination wander.

"How about we test it anyway?"

Lu Jun's eyes gleamed with mischief as he glanced at Qing Yu from afar.

Sensing his ill intent, Qing Yu instinctively became alert, quickly retreating and exiting the battlefield.

The referee took a long time to recover from the shock. He actually did it...

A newcomer to the main academy had fought all the way to the top, seizing the position of Chief. It was nothing short of a miracle—something that deserved to be recorded in the academy's history.