If You Don’t Leave Now, You Will Stay Here Forever!  

The surrounding weeds and flowers were all swept up by the huge lightning storm and were annihilated.

At that moment, only the sound of wind and rain could be heard.

No one in the courtyard dared to make a sound. They were all shocked by the terrifying spell that Marcus suppressed to the point of suffocation.

Bobby closed one eye tightly while the other stared at Marcus.

It was as if a fire was burning in his heart, but there was nowhere to release it.

He could only punch the ground that the lightning storm had destroyed.

There was nothing he could do.

...

Surprisingly, he witnessed something jaw-dropping again.

Marcus held his breath and concentrated. He channeled magic energy in his hands and swung it forward!

The courtyard was terrifyingly quiet when suddenly a breeze blew on those people's foreheads.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The grass and trees danced wildly, and flowers and insects flew everywhere.

A gust of wind so fast that it couldn't be seen with the naked eye suddenly appeared.

It flew fiercely toward Bobby.

The wind blade was extremely small, but its power was endless!

All of a sudden, Bobby's eyes turned from anger to fear.

The powerless him was afraid that the wind blade would kill him. He suddenly felt a little regretful and began to blame himself for returning to this place.

"No! I don't want to die!"

Just as Bobby said that and closed his eyes, the rapidly rotating wind blade brushed past his body.

There was no pain, and he didn't smell blood either.

'Could it be that I'm in... heaven?'

Bobby opened his eyes shakily.

A large strand of hair was scattered everywhere.

"This is my hair!"

Bobby's face turned as pale as a sheet of paper, and he said in a low voice, "Marcus, you..."

"I am the Griffin family's protector now! May I ask if you still want to continue provoking me?"

Marcus glanced at the trio, and then he said to Bobby calmly, "Since you are a Green Bridge Academy student, I will spare your dog life!"

Ivy League and Green Bridge were both famous academies.

As two nearby academies, their relationship wasn't too bad, but it wasn't too good either.

However, if Marcus suddenly killed a Green Bridge Academy core student in anger...

If the relationship between the two academies became bad, it would be troublesome in the end.

"I lost..."

Bobby could only choose to lower his head silently upon hearing that.

One move and three people couldn't even block it.

Let alone him alone?

It was evident that the gap was not ordinary.

"Mr. Marcus..."

Tony didn't care about Bobby. After seeing that his strength had recovered, he stood up and said to Marcus, "I was careless before. I want to fight with you alone. What do you think?"

He had witnessed Marcus using three kinds of spells, and their levels were in no way low. That was definitely the level of an Ivy League Academy genius.

Tony was a Green Bridge Academy genius, and he could also skillfully use fire and wind magic.

As for the earlier outcome, that was because Bobby was too useless. In addition, Tony had been careless and hadn't used his greatest spell to defend.

A battle between geniuses...

With no one to interfere, Tony was sure that the chances were 60-40.

He was 60, and Marcus was 40 because he had a trump card.

It was a potion he had bought on the black market—it could strengthen his magic power in a short period!

"This battle... I've actually wanted to fight with you for a long time because there's a little interlude between us..." Tony looked at Marcus and then turned to Nele. "What do you think, Nele?"

Marcus was already aware of their relationship. After all, Marcus was not stupid, nor was he that forgetful.

"Miss Nele, for the sake of your parents, I can let this matter go," Marcus said to Nele in a deep voice.

He did not care too much about this matter, nor did he care about Tony.

Nele just lowered her head and did not say a word.

In fact, her heart was already in a mess. 

She was very clear about Tony's character. On the surface, he was gentle, amiable, and very easy to get along with.

But in fact, he was very irritable, and sometimes he would be moody.

This was probably the outcome of practicing fire magic?

Regardless, based on his character, it seemed that even if Marcus refused, he would still force the battle to continue.

"I see that you are proficient in earth, lightning, and wind magic." Tony did not continue to look at Nele. Instead, he mocked Marcus. "I feel that my magic might not be inferior to yours.

"Why, Marcus, are you choosing to back down?"

Marcus smiled. He was afraid that Wendy would be hurt, so he told her to stay away.

Then, he said to Tony, "I agree to your challenge."

"Okay!"

Tony quietly downed the potion that could increase his magic power for a short period. He turned to Marcus and said with a ferocious smile, "Smart choice."

As soon as he said that, Tony's veins suddenly bulged, and his whole body turned red.

Then he shot a huge scorching hot fireball at Marcus.

It was like hell's lava, exuding hatred and unwillingness.

Nele had never seen Tony use this kind of magic. If this fireball hit a person, they would suffer in anguish until death!

Marcus was not afraid at all and swiftly cast his Explosive Fireball Spell!

A ball of light shone around. It was 

Marcus conjured a ball of fire, but compared to Tony's, it was very small.

Marcus' Explosive Fireball had no deterrence or destructive power. It was so fragile that it was like a piece of inferior glass that would shatter at the touch.

It was nothing before Tony's Hellfire Ball.

"Your fireball is too weak!" Tony revealed a perverted expression as he laughed arrogantly. "It's like a random bug on the side of the road, the kind that can be crushed with a single kick!"

Just as he imagined the outcome...

The two balls collided, like Mars colliding with Earth, causing the surroundings to shake.

Tony gnashed his teeth and stared at his own fireball, which pressed close to Marcus's small fireball.

He already had the upper hand.

In other words, Marcus had already lost!

'Die!' 

This was the only thought in Tony's mind.

'What right do you have to contend with me, snatch my woman, and stand here with me!?'

Bang, bang, bang!

The Hellfire Ball suddenly began to expand, wanting to swallow Marcus' small fireball.

Tony wanted it to be like the previous lightning storm.

"No!"

Wendy was very shocked. 

'This is not quite the same as Marcus' lightning storm...

'Ah! He wants to kill Marcus!'

Wendy looked at Marcus anxiously.

To her surprise, Marcus watched the heated collision indifferently. It was as if he already felt that he was about to die and didn't care anymore.

In fact, Marcus already knew the outcome of this fight.

That was, he won.

Basically, from the moment Tony cast that spell, he had already lost!

"Break!"

Marcus widened his eyes and raised his right hand to inject a large amount of magic power into the fireball.

He channeled his magic power into his Explosive Fireball that had already been released.

If it was not done properly, it would lead to a huge explosion!

When everyone thought that Marcus had gone crazy, he smiled confidently at Tony. 

"You lost..."

At this moment, Tony's Hellfire Ball suddenly exploded!

The small fireball suddenly crashed toward Tony.

Tony smiled and waved his right hand. "You actually injected energy into my fireball and then exploded..."

The wind blade with a trace of flame struck toward the fireball.

"Marcus, you're still too naive." Tony also began to exert force. "I'll let you see what it means to truly inject magic power!"

The berserk magic-enhancing potion had already begun to take effect.

Tony roared crazily and poured all of his magic power into the wind blade.

At that time, the wind blade was no longer a simple wind-type spell but a combination of wind and fire. It was swift and incomparably tyrannical!

It was as if it wanted to kill everything in front of it and burn it to ashes!

Clang, clang, clang!

The sound of metal clashing echoed in everyone's ears.

Then, the noise disappeared.

"How is this possible!?" Tony snarled, "This is impossible!"

"The fireball withstood the wind-fire blade's attack!" Nele widened her eyes.

Wendy, who had closed her eyes and was waiting for death, suddenly opened her eyes when she heard that. She muttered in disbelief, "This little fireball, how is it possible..."

"Marcus, you... are really a genius!"

Bobby felt uncomfortable and said with a twitch, "But... But who isn't a genius?"

If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have come.

Unfortunately, ifs were just ifs.

Marcus no longer had that easygoing expression from before.

He said gloomily, "If you want to kill me, then don't blame me."

After saying that, he quickly chanted an incantation.

The small fireball suddenly seemed to have received an order... and began to rotate rapidly!

In a flash, the wind-fire blade was broken!

The small fireball was like an extremely violent wind blade!

Marcus slowly glanced at the trio and said slowly, "There will be gaps between geniuses."

The small fireball did not choose to stop after cutting Tony's wind blade. Instead, it sped up and rushed toward Tony and the others.

Tony was stunned. He stood there in a daze and watched the fireball fly over.

He simply could not believe it.

"Ah!"

The fireball hit Tony, but his body was intact—the fireball burned only his clothes.

Tony's expression became very ugly. He did not care about the designer clothes that he had spent 9,000 gold coins to buy being burned by the fire. He also did not care if he still had clothes on him. Instead, he stared at Marcus and said, "You are also proficient at fire magic!?"

Only then did he realize that the small fireball was also one of Marcus' best magic spells.

Marcus had dominated Tony at what he was best at! 

This was simply... shameful!

"You are really going to reach the grand-mage realm—"

"So what if I am, so what if I am not?"

This time, Marcus did not choose to continue looking at them. He turned around and said coldly, "If you still don't get out of here, you will stay here forever!"

"Let's go!" Tony did not dare to be negligent and quickly took them away.

Before leaving, he did not even dare to say a harsh word. He was afraid that Marcus would suddenly go back on his word and bury them here.

He had to save his own life first. As long as he could continue to practice magic, then he would surpass him one day.

Tony held his right hand, which had long since become numb, and was sweating profusely as he inwardly swore, 'Marcus, I will take your head with my own hands!'