"Kuziman, isn't your butt cold?" Lynch stood with a smile, arms crossed, while a Powerful Wand floated by his side. "In this cold weather, it's impressive you can stick it up so high!" he laughed softly.

The apprentice in the snow was actually Kuziman, the Great Mage in disguise, and he used a Thunder Cloud Storm attacking from above to confuse Lynch's sight. The moment his cover was blown, a black and purple beam shot out from the snow, aiming straight at Lynch's forehead.

"Magic Reversal!" The Powerful Wand moved from one side of his body to the other, a silver-white shield appearing in front of Lynch. The black ray paused for a moment, then immediately reversed direction, striking the now-standing Great Mage Kuziman.

This instant death Spell known as "Death Finger" didn't harm Kuziman. Instead, his body grew larger and even more spirited. Without hesitation, he smashed a gemstone onto the ground and shouted, "Magic Statue Summoning!"

A silver-white Demon Statue covered with Magic Runes appeared between Lynch and Kuziman, emitting a scorching white light from its hands and mouth, while ice and strong winds continually formed at its feet. This was a Secret Silver Magic Statue immune to all Spells, possessing an invincible melee capability. Now it seemed the Statue could use Element powers while being immune to Magic, enhancing its destructiveness and mobility.

"Lynch, you can't defeat my Statue!" Kuziman shouted, "And you definitely can't defeat me!"

Lynch smiled, but there was no hint of humor in his cold eyes. Kuziman found himself unable to escape those mirror-like pupils, seeing only the sight of his own doom within them. He irritably waved his hand forward, commanding the Statue to attack.

"How much Secret Silver did you use for your Statue?" Lynch remained standing on the ground, showing no intention of flying to evade. As his hand slowly rose, an entire wall of the Mage Association also floated up.

The Statue's pace quickened, its heavy footsteps leaving shallow pits filled with ice shards on the ground. No amount of troops could compare to the momentum of this Statue. Even the thousands-year standing Great Magic Tower trembled slightly, as if fearing this charging power.

Lynch clenched his right hand tightly, transforming the floating iron wall with a layer of golden light, using the Creation Law to turn the iron into the harder Refined Gold. Under immense pressure, the wall bent inward, forming a circular mass.

Lynch swung his hand, sending the gigantic Refined Gold sphere hurtling toward the Statue. Seeing the threat, Kuziman immediately ordered his Battle Puppet to reach out its arms, attempting to block or lift the object skyward.

Lynch would give him no chance; a Fireball exploded behind the sphere, its impact sending the massive object even faster. The Secret Silver Magic Statue only slightly slowed before being launched into the air by the metal sphere, like a fly swatted flat and buried under the ruins of collapsed buildings, never to move again.

"Clever and decisive!" Kuziman squinted his eyes, neither angered by his recent failure nor discouraged, instead letting out a shrill laugh. Holding his Great Mage's Wand high: "Your abilities end here; cleverness gives you an edge, but not victory! How will you defeat me?"

"I..." Lynch had just begun to speak when a massive Impact Punch formed by a force field rushed toward his heart. Kuziman aimed to distract Lynch with conversation, taking advantage of the moment with his specialized Evocation Spell.

"I have my ways to deal with you." Lynch raised his left fist, chanting under his breath. Under the astonished eyes of every Mage present, Lynch, with his Refined Gold left hand, struck fiercely against the force field punch. With only a dull thud, Lynch remained unharmed, while the punch veered off course, flying back toward its user.

Kuziman swiftly retreated, his body gliding backward. His Impact Punch created a large pit in front of him, with sand and stones flying wildly, obstructing his vision. Just as he attempted to raise a fire wall to slightly delay his opponent, Lynch, stepping on the scattered rocks, charged through the smoke-filled pit, appearing right in front of Kuziman.

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