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And now that person was here, standing in front of him. She was his rival in the final of the Ascended Tournament. A tournament where every second counts.

Wasn't this the best time and place to prove who was better?

If he was going to stay with her, then at least he should show her that he was really worth it.

Although since he arrived here at just 16 years old... it was already more than a demonstration of that. There had never been a case where a person barely 16 years old could reach this part of the tournament.

At most, many years ago, there was someone aged 16 who reached the round of 16, but the final? It was ridiculous to even think about it.

So with this, he had already created his own legend, the legend of a man who, at just 16 years old, was able to face those 20-year-old geniuses of the empire and beat them.

Now, the real challenge lay before him.

And although Louis had points available to add at that moment, he didn't add them. He wanted to see if he could win with this strength. He was sure that few people could match him at that moment.

When the referee announced the start of the final match, the entire arena fell silent.

Everyone wanted to see this match.

From Hardrial to Priestley, Neville, Evergreen, the emperor, even Lady Loren.

Even they had sensed that this Armamentalist was truly powerful and could beat Mark, so they didn't hesitate to pay closer attention.

Would Lady Loren's prediction come true, or would he fall in the final?

Of course, one thing was very clear to them at this moment: this boy was too talented.

So they had to pay special attention to him.

But in the combat arena, there was no silence.

In fact, as soon as he began, Mark moved his scepter forward and a powerful fire spell shot toward him.

One to test its power.

Louis didn't hesitate to raise his hand and disperse it with his own magic. So Mark smiled. "At least you'll put up a fight," he said.

His words seemed to create several arkanometric weaves around him, and they all shot toward Louis. They were of different shapes, but all made of fire.

Fire like chains, fire like balls, fire like spears...

They flew at high speed, covering the distance in no time.

Louis didn't seem to have any intention of dodging them, but his body moved at the last moment and he ducked, passing underneath them. Even so, one turned towards him, so he had to quickly turn around to disperse it and then took advantage of the momentum gained to jump backwards, do several somersaults, and aim at Mark in the air.

PAM*

PAM*

PAM*

The different shots, loaded with powerful magic, flew in a straight line... well, two of them flew in a straight line.

Mark had to create several spells to defend himself, dispersing Louis' bullets/spells with his own spells, as the lazy one of the three had done before.

"Heh, you miss so quickly. You seem nervous." Mark smiled coldly when he saw that the third spell had missed and passed about 2 meters above him.

So he prepared to attack. But suddenly he felt a hot pressure coming from above.

"What the hell?" He turned his head sharply upward and noticed that the spell he thought had missed... began to fall from the bullet, right above him!

He was forced to raise his scepter, and the spell hit right in front of him a second later. If he had done so a second later, he would have been hit by that spell.

"Level 4 magic... Is he also a level 4 mage?" Mark swallowed hard.

This boy... was too talented.

He understood that. But he refused to accept it.

He forcefully deflected the magic backward, allowing him to search for his target once more, but what greeted him was Louis' face very close to his.

"Too close!" He felt desperate, especially when he felt the barrel of a gun pressed against his shoulder.

He knew he was in danger.

PAM*

Louis' bullet suddenly hit something extremely hard, and he was thrown back with a strong rebound.

"Does he have armor?" he thought, but looking closer... "No. Earth magic? How did he create an earth barrier so quickly?" He was stunned.

But he was greeted by a sharp blow to the nose from a scepter that knocked him backwards. At the same time, he saw flashes of various spells coming toward him.

Although the blow to his nose made him dizzy, he quickly regained his senses and jumped backwards and sideways, dodging the spells quickly.

"So fast?" he thought.

This boy could create spells at an astonishing speed. Was that his ability?

"Laura had mentioned something about that," he thought, and brought his hand to his nose.

It was bleeding.

"Nothing serious," he realized.

"Much better than I expected," Louis said suddenly.

"I must say the same," Mark replied.

"So you're not a single-element mage, but you also control other elements, huh. That's amazing."

"Haha." Mark shrugged. "Well, then let me show you the greatness of a multi-element mage."

He summoned several more fabrics, previously made. They all gave off a different magical aura.

Fire.

Water.

Wind.

Earth.

There was one more at the tip of his scepter, which was made of fire. A different attack.

"Passive magic?" Louis thought when he saw it and frowned.

He hadn't learned that type of magic yet, but Hardrial promised to teach him after the tournament. It was the type of magic he most wanted to learn, and luckily for him, he would be able to see it today.

Louis gripped his revolver and reloaded the ten bullets into the cylinder. "Then let's see which multi-element mage emerges victorious from this battle," Louis said with a smile.

He aimed ahead and just as the spells came out, he fired at them before starting to run in their direction.

Getting close was a good option he had to win, but this time he would fight his way.

Although he used bullets to disperse the spells created by Mark, that guy was faster than him, so he was at a disadvantage in that regard. Even so, his speed was enviable by magicians, allowing him to dodge certain spells that weren't so fast, while continuing to shoot forward, looking for the perfect opportunity to use his spells and the spells he had created based on existing ones, using his magical concept.

The problem was that dodging and dispersing spells of different elements with his own magic was not so easy. There were spells, such as water spells, that could not be dispersed with a shot, so he was forced to dodge them.

Now, he was lucky that this guy hadn't been casting large-scale spells, because then he wouldn't be able to dodge them if they didn't break.

In addition, spells of different elements caused cold, heat, and even turned into dust, making it difficult for him to see. All of this was a big problem for his strategy, and although he wanted to activate his spells, he knew he didn't have much time to do so.

Mark was an excellent magician, after all.

Not only did he keep his distance perfectly, but he also managed to suppress his attempts to shoot him head-on, outpacing him in speed, although losing significantly in magical power.

That was amazing. That a 16-year-old had more magical power than him... was strange.

The amazement in his eyes showed how he felt inside.

"I have to end this quickly," he thought.

If he had more magical power, it meant he also had more mana. They had been fighting several battles in a row, his mana had not been able to recover, and earlier he had cast a barrage of spells at Laura, using up a lot of mana.

So he couldn't let the fight drag on.

He took a deep breath and suddenly changed his attack pattern. Louis quickly took advantage of this to unleash a barrage of fierce shots.

But then an arkanometric fabric was created in front of him and suddenly, a huge wall of stones formed in front of him.

CLANK*

The bullets hit there; the last one managed to destroy the barrier, but Mark was no longer on the other side. He ran out to the left and moved his scepter upward, with every few milliseconds running, a new fabric was created and at the same time, three others came out pointing downward, floating in the sky.

He was going to create another rain of magic.

Although it would hardly work against Louis, he was determined to create it. At the same time, the passive magic at the tip of his scepter finally activated and began to recharge.

Louis frowned and raised his weapon at him.

BANG*

It was just a test shot, as he wanted to see what it would do.

The bullet approached Mark's body at high speed, but suddenly, he struck his scepter on the ground. In a second, several fabrics appeared around him.

All of them were made of wind.

Suddenly, a tornado began to emerge from all that magic. It seemed to be forming, but the wind that came out of one of those fabrics joined with the wind that came out of the others, and suddenly they began to spin around and around Mark's body.

It had formed in a split second. By the time it formed, Louis' bullet arrived, and suddenly he witnessed the bullet slowing down considerably as it passed through that wind magic.

The fire magic formed, but the wind was able to suppress it enough for Mark to dodge it with a simple movement of his head.

'W-what? A magic barrier like that?' Even in his thoughts, Louis stuttered.