Battle of the Disciples

"What master just said is exactly what I have in mind. Fellow disciples, let us spar a few rounds!" Xiao Yan said while laughing.

Wang Lin glanced at Lin Feng with a tinge of surprise and with a twitch of his lips, said smiling, "Master, count me out please. They are already in their Foundation Establishment Stage."

Lin Feng shook his head and said, "No harm in that, we're just testing out our skills. It's not as if we are fighting for our lives." "I would fill you up with mana so that you could perfect your improved Finger of Styx."

Different spells had different power levels. For the casters, there were only two constraints: firstly, its difficulty of mastery and secondly, the amount of mana it would expend. If one could fully master a spell and possess enough mana to cast it, even a lowly practitioner could cast a powerful high-level spell and utterly defeat his enemy. It's possible to transcend the skill level of one's opponent.