Sword God in a World of Magic

Chapter 690

"Alright, next question," Mistra said. "How do you know whether a technique has been performed perfectly or not?"

"We use natural treasures," the warrior answered.

"Oh? What kind?" Mistra asked in interest.

"Wind Blade Seed…"

SHING! SHING! SHING! SHING! SHING!

Suddenly, over ten different books appeared in the air, which opened and closed at nearly the same time after rapidly shooting through all the pages. Then, several more pages were added to the primary booklet.

The warrior just looked at Mistra with an uncomfortable expression.

On the side, Shang didn't react, but he once more was reminded of the sheer difference between the old Dean, George, and a powerful Mage.

Based on what just happened, Shang was sure that Mistra had just searched through several encyclopedias since she probably hadn't known what Wind Blade Seeds were, and when she had found her answer, she wrote down a huge hypothesis in less than a second.

She had done all of that in about two seconds.

How long would George have taken?

The gap between a normal warrior that was trying to come up with something and such an experienced Mage Lord was incomprehensible.

No wonder the Temple of Blood's team of researchers had simplified the Bloodline Infusion to such a degree that it felt unimportant, simple, and negligible.

The warrior only waited awkwardly.

"Yes?" Mistra asked after a while. "Is that all, or are there more treasures?"

"Well, there's also Fire Wave Berry-"

SHING! SHING! SHING! SHING!

"…Grass."

Mistra's brows twitched a bit.

SHING! SHING! SHING! SHING!

Then, she motioned for the warrior to continue.

The warrior slowly named the next herb, and the entire process was repeated again.

At the side, Shang felt second-hand frustration.

He could imagine how frustrating it must feel for the Mage Lord. Her mind was moving so insanely quickly, but the warrior in front of her was talking extremely slowly and made several long pauses.

couple of passive-aggressive comments

regarding the Impose Stage, which took a

came to

did you find out about

Nareo," the warrior said. Then, he pointed to

polite smile. "Alright. Thank you for answering all my questions! You may gather your friends and family and enter the

nodded in relief. "No

warrior left, and Mistra called over the

next warrior very similar questions but skipped the

this warrior to perform his techniques, which she observed very

did you learn all of

the warrior

let that

was nothing surprising about

one of three Impose Stage warriors. These three

one of the Impose Stage warriors perform their

Duma, the Impose Stage warrior in front

different from everyone else's,"

comment took nearly everyone

Mana Pathways?

could actually see their

But how?!

couldn't look into someone's

on glasses. The glasses

I changed

curiosity and excitement appeared in Mistra's eyes before her booklet started to madly write more pages

stayed silent for nearly ten seconds as her

Then, it stopped.

Mistra said politely with a

awkwardly looked at the silently

It wasn't doing anything.

Duma slowly

DRRRRRRRRRRRR!

the booklet madly started

felt even

had literally just lifted his shield, and Mistra wrote down like

pushed his shield

DRRRRRRRRR!

booklet

Duma perform all of his techniques for nearly 20 minutes, and she

to see every last one

these all?" Mistra

"Yes," Duma answered.

something

you sure?" she asked with a bit

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