Whoosh—like a gentle breeze—Shichen's fist stopped in front of Serie, and the wind from his punch gently ruffled her golden hair.
Her unrestrained smile stiffened slightly as she stared, seemingly unable to comprehend, at Shichen's fist so close to her.
"What did you do?"
"Didn't do anything at all," Shichen chuckled, withdrawing his fist.
"Impossible. Why didn't my barrier magic work? Did you use some kind of barrier-erasing magic?" Serie asked.
Her expression remained calm, not even showing much surprise, like the composure of a strong individual.
Shichen remembered that people in this world were quite calm; no matter what they faced, they always maintained a composed demeanor, as if it were all expected.
Especially mages.
Only a few specific individuals had very expressive faces, so much so that calling them clowns wouldn't be an exaggeration.
Perfect, he intended to see Serie's other expressions.
"I don't know that kind of magic," Shichen replied honestly, spreading his hands.
"Is that so? Then again." Serie's fighting spirit remained.
"Wait, Grandmaster, you already lost just now," Shichen quickly reminded her.
"No, I'm not satisfied yet. I haven't had my fill."
"Isn't this cheating?"
"If you don't satisfy me properly, you won't get me."
"...Then let's continue."
"That's more like it! Take this!"
As soon as Serie finished speaking, the pebbles behind Shichen suddenly floated up, then shot towards him.
"Oh~" Shichen raised an eyebrow, disappearing again, returning to his previous spot, and once again putting distance between himself and Serie.
"So that's how it is?" Serie turned to look at Shichen, smiling softly.
"Grandmaster, you found out?" Shichen asked with a smile.
"Just a feeling."
"As expected of Grandmaster!" Shichen gave her a thumbs-up.
"It's not your place to praise me. Continue!"
Serie pointed lightly. This time, the ground began to shake, especially beneath Shichen's feet, where cracks began to appear.
She no longer used pure magic attacks but rather used magic to manipulate physical objects to attack Shichen.
Clearly, Serie had already discovered Shichen's unique quality and knew that magic had no effect on him.
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As expected of the pinnacle of mages, with years of experience, she guessed the situation in just an instant.
However, this was useless to Shichen. Watching the cracks beneath his feet grow wider, as if the ground were opening its maw to swallow him, his expression remained unchanged, and his figure disappeared again.
Serie frowned, feeling a bit helpless about his magic. He kept jumping around without any warning, which made it impossible for her to counter him.
Moreover, his mana consumption had been minimal these past few times, meaning he could use this magic continuously.
If it weren't for this barrier being one she set up, she wouldn't even be able to detect where he would appear.
She was already practically cheating.
Is this magic from another world? It's stronger and more interesting than the magic in their world.
It's truly exhilarating!
"Is he there?"
Before Shichen even appeared, Serie sensed a fluctuation from the side in mid-air. Without hesitation, she waved her small hand, directly controlling the stones on the ground to shoot towards him.
Whoosh!
Shichen appeared at that moment. The sound of air being torn reached his ears, and in an instant, golden flames surrounded him, completely enveloping him like a protective shield.
A large number of stones, like bullets, simultaneously reached him, but as soon as they touched the flames, they melted instantly as if shot into lava, leaving no ash behind.
The area around Shichen also became clear again, and he remained suspended in the air.
"Is this also magic?" Serie couldn't help but ask, looking at Shichen suspended in mid-air.
"It's a magic," Shichen simply explained.
He couldn't fly yet, had no flight ability, and hadn't learned any flying magic; this world didn't even have flying magic yet.
But by using spatial control, he could stay in the air.
"Is that so?"
Serie seemed to understand what he meant and continued to ask, "Are you just going to stay there like that?"
"Isn't this to let you have your fun? Otherwise, if I made a move, you'd lose instantly," Shichen replied with a slight, arrogant smile.
"Heh heh~" Serie sneered, "Then I'll just knock you down."
Mana began to gather in her hand, seemingly compressed and condensed into a sphere.
The energy contained within made Shichen's eyebrows twitch.
"Grandmaster, are you trying to kill me?"
"I trust you."
"What about Frieren? What if she gets caught in it?" Shichen asked exasperatedly.
"It's fine, she won't die that easily."
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Serie seemed to have gotten carried away. She grinned, then blasted the gathered mana in her hand towards Shichen.
The mana instantly erupted, like a beam of energy, forming a massive cannon blast that surged towards Shichen.
This was a dispelling magic, a magic that simply scatters one's vast mana outwards. This type of magic is easiest for killing enemies, and the crucial point was that Serie's mana was still so immense.
If he dodged, this barrier might not even hold, and it could even affect Frieren, who was yawning over there.
Serie really didn't care about the consequences. It seemed he had to show his true abilities and teach her a good lesson.
Shichen stood still in mid-air. A large amount of golden flames gathered in his hands, then he directed them towards the mana cannon.
Two streams of fire, like swimming dragons, sprayed towards the incoming giant cannon. They then collided; there was no standoff, no explosion, the mana cannon seemed to be swallowed by the fire dragons, gradually disappearing.
"What?" Serie watched this scene in disbelief.
"Grandmaster, you forced my hand."
The golden fire dragons passed unimpeded, quickly devouring all the mana, then surged towards Serie, wrapping around her.
Serie's face was calm. She calmly glanced left and right at the flames wrapped around her, not feeling any harm from them, not even any heat.
However, Shichen wasn't just bluffing her. Just then, the flames swept over her cape, instantly burning it to ashes.
It began to spread to her white robe.
Serie had a bad feeling. Was Shichen trying to burn her clothes?
She willed it, casting the Return Curse magic.
This magic automatically reflects all effects recognized as "curses." It was the crystallization of human wisdom in the mythical era and the most primitive magic that cannot be explained by magical theory.
Because of this magic, she was not afraid of Shichen's flames at all.
But then she realized something was wrong. The flames were still on her, already starting to burn her shoulder and trouser cuffs.
The Return Curse magic didn't work!
"Grandmaster," Shichen flashed in front of her, smiling as he reminded her, "Do you want to surrender? If you don't surrender soon, your clothes will be gone."
...You fellow."
Serie stared at Shichen expressionlessly, finally letting out a sigh.
"You win."
"Hehehe~" Shichen smiled triumphantly, then retracted the flames.
At this moment, Serie looked a bit disheveled. Although petite, she was an elf, and her skin was incredibly delicate. Her burned shoulder revealed a snow-white shoulder, and her slender, jade-like legs were completely exposed.
Her skin glowed with a milky luster, a sight that brightened the eyes.
"Hmph! You're impressive, I'll give you that," Serie said unhappily, not caring about her exposed skin.
"Grandmaster, I have even more impressive things in store," Shichen suddenly chuckled mischievously.
."You want to make a move on me so soon?" Serie's expression stiffened.
"Not at all."
"Then you...?"
"Of course... I'm going to give you a good lesson."
As Shichen spoke, he scooped Serie up by the waist, then, without hesitation, swung his right hand and smacked her perky little bottom hard.
Smack—!