lcionline Chapter 275 Biography 3
Chapter 275 Biography 3
As the little boy's astonishing magical talent gradually emerged and his fame spread, young magicians from all directions flocked to him, arriving with admiration and longing, hoping to learn magical arts from this gifted youth. Faced with these enthusiastic and expectant students, the little boy readily agreed and began his teaching journey with a confident and composed demeanor.
Like those highly respected elders, he generously imparted his vast knowledge. Whether it was complex and profound magical theories or exquisite casting techniques, the young boy explained everything in a clear, concise, and detailed manner. Under his careful tutelage, batches of energetic and promising new magical talents sprang up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.
However, on a seemingly ordinary yet destined-to-be-extraordinary day, as the little boy was intently instructing his disciples, the once clear and bright sky suddenly turned gloomy and dark without warning. It was as if an invisible giant hand had abruptly blocked out the sunlight, plunging the entire world into shadow. Then, a terrifying black crack, like the gaping maw of a ferocious beast, tore open the thick clouds. With the appearance of this horrifying crack, an intense, suffocating aura of darkness surged forth like a burst dam, sweeping across the land.
Witnessing this scene, the little boy's heart tightened, for he knew that the dark force that had long worried everyone had finally succumbed to its power, revealing its hideous and terrifying true form. Without the slightest hesitation, the little boy immediately raised his arms and shouted, and across the vast continent, a team of brave and fearless disciples sped towards the source of the ever-flowing, chilling dark aura. Along the way, howling winds whipped up clouds of dust, but this did not diminish their resolute steps or their determination.
Finally, they arrived at their destination. The sight before them sent chills down their spines: a mysterious figure shrouded in a black robe was wildly waving his hands, frantically unleashing torrents of dark magic. This dark magic, like a surging tide, spread outwards relentlessly, attempting to shatter the magical balance that had long maintained over this continent.
However, the little boy at the very front of the line showed no fear. He bit his lip, his eyes revealing unwavering determination and courage. He took a deep breath and then unleashed the strongest magic he possessed. Instantly, dazzling light burst forth from his hands, like brilliant fireworks in the night sky, shooting straight towards the man in black robes.
A thrilling life-or-death struggle unfolded between the man in black robes and the little boy. They exchanged blows, various magical spells clashing and intertwining in the air, sparking dazzling flames. The entire battlefield was illuminated by a magnificent light, as if a grand magical feast was unfolding.
Just as the battle reached a stalemate, a sudden inspiration struck the little boy, reminding him of an ancient magic spell once used by the legendary hero, Xinglan. Without hesitation, he concentrated and began to attempt to cast this mysterious move. As he chanted incantations, a powerful energy gradually gathered in his palm.
In an instant, a massive beam of purifying light shot out from his hand, like a rising sun, piercing through layers of darkness. The black-robed man couldn't dodge in time and was struck squarely by the light. A piercing scream echoed through the sky, and the black-robed man's body trembled violently under the light, while the previously surging dark aura rapidly diminished.
Seeing this, the little boy immediately seized this golden opportunity to press his advantage. He unleashed a barrage of fierce magical attacks, giving the black-robed man no chance to breathe. In the end, under the little boy's unstoppable offensive, the dark power was completely dispelled and vanished without a trace.
The arduous battle ended in victory for the little boy's side. As the last vestiges of darkness dissipated into the air, a thunderous cheer erupted. People flocked to the little boy, paying their highest respects to this brave and fearless young hero.
Through this battle, the little boy deeply understood the immense power of upholding one's beliefs. He knew that it was precisely because of that unwavering conviction that he was able to face such a formidable enemy with courage and without flinching. From that moment on, he made an even stronger vow to pass on this belief forever and to become a great hero like Xinglan, whose name would be etched in history and revered by all.