Chapter 45: Reflection Summary

"Satisfied?"

The elder finished reading the verdict, stared directly into Lin Ke's eyes, his voice low, and asked.

Lin Ke was neither humble nor arrogant, neither happy nor upset, simply replying calmly: "Thank you for upholding justice."

"Hehe."

The elder chuckled lightly twice, waved his hand, seeming somewhat disinterested: "Young and impeccable. Alright, you may go."

Lin Ke pulled Mo Li to bow to the elder, then left the office.

Stepping out of the administration building, Lin Ke found his back already soaked with sweat.

The pressure and sense of oppression from that earlier glance by the elder were too great; Lin Ke still hasn't recovered.

"We're alright now, Lin Ke?"

Mo Li's little heart was pounding wildly, still frightened.

She somewhat realized that the question she had just answered seemed crucial.

"It's fine. The academy wouldn't deceive us."

Lin Ke adjusted his emotions and also comforted Mo Li.

The matter of Enrike's ambush and counter‑killing really ended just like that.

But the source of the problem still exists.

Enrike is dead, there's also Lifusi Fulansi whose future was cut off, and Mina Hafuqieke secretly fanning the flames.

However, Lin Ke isn't in a hurry to actively seek trouble with them.

First, he lacks the time and absolute superiority in strength;

Second, Lifusi has been put under confinement, the academy's punishment hasn't ended, and it's unknown when he'll be released;

Even if he wanted to deal with Lifusi, he couldn't find anyone right away;

Third, the seemingly easiest target, Mina Hafuqieke, after several incidents, is surely on the academy's watchlist, making her even harder to move against.

After thinking it over, Lin Ke had to admit that Mina Hafuqieke's ploy of using the tiger to swallow the wolf was really clever; she's a ruthless person.

It both dealt with the Enrike who came knocking and took revenge on Lin Ke.

Thinking of this, Lin Ke couldn't help but sigh.

This woman truly holds a grudge.

Last time I merely mocked her with a sentence and slightly hardened my attitude, and she bore a grudge.

This woman's comprehension is also truly high.

She stirred up conflict between Lifusi and Enrike, inciting them to fight each other; just by watching from start to finish, she learned a lot.

Thus, Lin Ke's wariness of Mina Hafuqieke greatly increased.

I fear not a fierce enemy, but a vicious one!

If no good opportunity presents itself, just beat them to death with a stick and stay far away.

Can't afford to provoke them, but can hide.

Hiding until one's divine skill is perfected before emerging is also a good plan.

Setting these matters aside, Lin Ke began to recall the battle's process, reflect and self‑examine, seeing where things were mishandled or what mistakes were made.

Knowing mistakes, being able to correct them, allows continual progress.

First, noticing the attack and immediately concealing one's form and shifting position was the correct choice.

Then casting the Secondary Mist Rain Technique to summon a thick fog was worth discussing.

Fortunately the opponent this time was Enrike, a second‑level apprentice mage with light and metal affinities, lacking the means to disperse the thick fog.

If faced with an opponent capable of dispersing the thick fog, even low visibility from outside the fog means nothing; they just need to blow the fog away.

Therefore, one should prepare a few more concealment methods; water or wood magic works, best to have both.

Second, there was no battle plan, or rather no clear battle plan, with several changes mid‑fight, leading to much wasted effort.

Looking back at this battle, the initial delay while waiting for the intelligent law‑enforcement puppet to arrive was undoubtedly the most viable.

But later, developing a killing intent and moving from darkness to light was truly a mistake.

Even if wanting to attack the opponent, one could start with a sneak attack.

There's no need for a head‑on showdown.

In future battles, one should first assess both sides' strength as accurately as possible and formulate a highly feasible battle plan.

Even if encountering special circumstances requiring improvisation, one shouldn't act like a reckless brute relying solely on intuition and sudden inspiration.

Fighting like gods may seem impressive, but it's also overly risky.

Lin Ke seeks stability.

Again, he overestimated his defense and underestimated the opponent's attack power.

Even wearing a first‑ring level mage's armor vest, his head and limbs remained exposed.

With the pitiful defense of the Water Shield Technique, not to mention self‑destructing fire lightning, even metal arrows couldn't be blocked.

Fortunately Enrike was seriously injured, not recovered, disabled, and inconvenient to move.

Otherwise the outcome of this battle—who lives and who dies—would still be unknown.

Finally, his own attack power was too low.

Among the mage techniques he mastered, only the Water Ball Technique, Leaf Arrow Technique, and Thorn Entanglement could be used for attack.

As for the Water Ball Technique, it's merely preliminary preparation for learning other techniques.

The Leaf Arrow Technique can certainly be used; for example, instead of a head‑on showdown, one could hide in the thick fog and employ its silent nature for a sneak attack.

Even if its destructive power is limited and it can't kill the opponent, it can definitely affect the opponent's mindset, add some damage, and produce a kind of bleeding effect.

Thorn Entanglement, however, performed well in this battle; Lin Ke's method and timing were spot on.

Upon reflection, Lin Ke discovered that Feilìwūsī Fúlìwéi's Talent for Spellcasting not only gives a huge bonus in learning and mastering magic, but also greatly helps with the rhythm, timing, and combination of spell release in battle.

Think about it carefully, and it makes perfect sense.

Professor Fúlìwéi was a formidable fighter who had once won the International Dueling Championship in his youth.

He's the kind of ruthless person who invented a spell just for dueling!

Lin Ke sighed again, those ten Magic Stones were worth the splurge, and they're a super bargain.

Praise the system.

As for the Spell-breaking Sleeve Crossbow that achieved great merit, it also has its drawbacks: its attack pattern is too single, and its attack power also needs improvement.

It's getting late today; after tomorrow's exam, I'll go buy one or two more attack-type rune items?

Thinking of this, Lin Ke turned to Mo Li and reminded her: "I think you should equip one or two items that increase mobility and defense."

"Hmm."

Mo Li nodded firmly.

If we say the lakeside lawn picnic of the Newblood Mutual Aid Society transformed Mo Li from a noble young lady into a qualified Stormsea Newblood.

Then today's encounter would vividly and nakedly present the cold-blooded, cruel side of the wizard world before her, leaving her with no hope of luck.

Especially when that metal arrow whistled and struck the ground just a step away from her.

That feeling of helplessness—being unable to defend, unable to dodge, only able to leave it to fate—makes Mo Li's heart pound whenever she recalls it.

She fully understood her mother's intention in secretly slipping that flying needle hidden weapon to her.

She also finally understood why Lin Ke was desperately studying and desperately boosting his strength, as if someone were chasing him from behind.

Indeed, someone really is chasing him from behind.

Fall behind, and you'll get beaten.

Weakness will get you killed!

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