Michian raised an eyebrow in surprise. It seemed that she didn't expect Rocky to actually accept the duel. This was completely different from the cowardly and survival-minded image she had imagined of him. Her prepared taunts and provocations were now useless, but it was also for the best, saving them from unnecessary arguments.

"Your Highness Michian, are you planning to choose another time…" Rocky looked at her, expressionless. "Or start the duel immediately?"

"We'll start now," Michian said. With a flick of her delicate hand, a gold coin with her father's image appeared. She raised her hand and tossed the coin high into the air, where it spun and reflected the light in the lecture hall, before gracefully arcing towards the ground.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Were these two really planning to fight in the classroom? How outrageous! There were so many important figures from the future ruling class sitting here! Was Rocky, as a traitor, unaware of this? Was Michian going mad along with him?

The audience below the stage remained leisurely and indifferent. Regardless of the outcome, it wouldn't affect them in the slightest. After all, the bloodshed and lives were someone else's. They only needed to sit and wait for the duelists to put on a performance for them, a cruel performance... But what if they were in the midst of the battlefield? This place would no longer be a stage, but a warzone!

People hurriedly rushed out of the classroom, wanting to distance themselves from this battlefield.

"Stand aside, don't interfere," Rocky glanced at Alice, who nodded and retreated to a corner of the classroom.

The gold coin landed and made a crisp sound as it touched the meticulously carved marble tiles of the classroom floor.

Michian took the initiative and made a textbook-like move. Her crystal-clear white fingers subtly stirred the air, conjuring a fireball out of thin air, which shot out like an arrow.

If Rocky were to use a defensive spell at this moment, it would obviously fall into the trap commonly used by inheritance mages. Because this fireball spell was not as simple as it appeared. It involved multiple incantations, and within the fireball spell, there were other magics that could be used for a second attack after the opponent's defense.

This technique was quite exquisite, but to Rocky, who was also an inheritance mage, it seemed rather crude. Michian underestimated him; she didn't know that he was also an inheritance mage.

It seemed that although they were both inheritance mages, they did not belong to the same category. Otherwise, there would have been warnings in the mage's textbooks about "not underestimating any opponent". Of course, there was another possibility. Michian ignored all the warnings in the books and believed that her identity as an inheritance mage guaranteed her victory.

Rocky believed the latter was more likely. Instead of using a defensive spell, he used a wind blade to cut through the connection point between the two magics in the fireball spell. The fire element was influenced by the wind element, causing the two magics to crack and lose control. The fireball split into two and flew towards the two sides of the classroom until it hit the walls and exploded.

This countermeasure was very clever. If Michian hadn't been too arrogant, she would have been able to discern that this was not a technique an inheritance mage would use. But until now, she still hadn't recognized the unusual aspects of her opponent.

Rocky quickly gathered the wind element beneath his feet. It wasn't magic, but it significantly increased his jumping power and speed. The next second, he jumped high, avoiding Michian's second fireball spell.

His figure ascended in a straight line, reaching the ceiling, and then defying gravity, he landed on the ceiling, sprinting towards Michian.

"Courting death!" Michian swung her hand forcefully. Her fingers sharply pointed, and a blue lightning bolt burst forth from her fingertips, unstoppable like a torrent. It left a scorching trail in the air as it directly bombarded Rocky.

Point Concentration Lightning Strike! The magic teachers who were not able to leave the classroom yet were wide-eyed. This magic was an advanced element composed of the fusion of two basic elements, earth and wind - the lightning element. It was extremely difficult to use and impossible for someone at this age to master, except for an inheritance mage. Its power was also unparalleled. Michian was determined to kill.

Rocky accelerated once again, dodging the concentrated lightning strike. The power of the magic collided with the ceiling, causing the marble to crumble and stones to scatter. It left a large hole in the ceiling.

Michian sneered. The concentrated lightning strike did not stop, but began to move along the direction of her pointing finger. No matter how fast Rocky was, he couldn't surpass her finger.The latter exerted all his strength and stepped on the ceiling. Then, he turned downward and extended his fingers in mid-air. The same electric light burst from his fingertips, carrying an unparalleled power as it swept through the air. Under the subtle attraction between the elements, the two electric columns that were supposed to pass by each other collided violently, creating a loud impact like the clash of gold and iron.

Michian's pupils slightly contracted. It turns out this guy is also an inheritor magician. No wonder he is so confident. But so what?

As she raised her finger, the electric column from her disappeared instantly, replaced by an non-conductive rock shell that emerged from the ground to block Rocky's attack.

Rocky's magic hit the rock wall, causing debris and dust to fill the air. The powerful force seemed to shake the entire White Stone Mansion.

But Rocky knew that using his concentrated lightning strike to break through the defensive rock and soil would consume a large amount of magical energy, making it difficult to withstand Michian's counterattack. So, he wisely stopped his attack. The electric light flickered a few times in the air and disappeared, as if it had never appeared before, leaving only a large pit on the rock wall as evidence of its existence.

At this moment, he landed lightly on top of the rock and soil prison. His cloak spread out to both sides, and he quickly drew a short knife made of mithril from his waist belt with his right hand.

Under the control of the caster himself, the rock shell turned into fine sand and dispersed. Michian's purple eyes were now within arm's reach.

Several wind blades grazed Rocky's body, narrowly evaded by him. Rocky landed in front of Michian, and his short sword swiftly and accurately thrust toward Michian's throat, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue.

"Clang!" This was the sound of a sword being unsheathed. Michian's stiletto was quicker and blocked Rocky's attack.

This scene is rare among ordinary magicians, but not surprising for inheritors. Inheritors not only learn magic in the magic tower but are also representatives of knowledge and masters of combat. So, close combat is also within their range of study. In a duel, every means that can bring the opponent to a fatal end is necessary.

The style of engagement between a magician and a swordsman is fundamentally different. The swordsman's skills are superior, but the magician has speed that the swordsman cannot match with the assistance of elemental power. At this moment, Rocky and Michian's swordplay had already completed more than five rounds of offense and defense within seconds.

Although Michian's power is weaker than Rocky's, her body's flexibility is higher. Her offensive angles are usually extremely tricky, forcing Rocky to frequently interrupt his attacks and switch to defense.

Michian, who temporarily had the upper hand, suddenly withdrew her sword and stepped back. She looked at Rocky with a perplexed expression.

"I don't understand," Michian spoke, "Are you so afraid of death? You would rather kill your sister yourself than protect your own life."

Rocky remained silent for a few seconds, as if contemplating a standard answer. Then he said, "No one is fearless of death, and besides, she made a grave mistake and deserves punishment."

"You know that's all lies from the Senate!" Michian exclaimed angrily, "The crime of treason against the gods? Nonsense! It was just an excuse to wipe out your family!"

The magic instructor, standing in the corner like Alice, glanced at the chaotic White Stone Mansion and the empty seats. He wanted to plug his ears... Such treasonous words unexpectedly came from the mouth of the daughter of the Pope. If these words were spread, it would be him who would end up dead.

Rocky shook his head, "Princess Michian, I will forget the nonsense you just said... Please refrain from saying such things in the future."

Michian was stunned for a moment and then lowered her head, "You were not like this before... but now you are just like those savages who devour humans by commanding beasts."

Rocky didn't respond to her words but raised the mithril short knife, "Princess Michian, shall our duel continue?"

"Continue!" Michian raised her head, her violet eyes filled with fury, "A person like you is a menace. It's better to kill you sooner."

As soon as the words fell, the magic was already released. This time, she threw a wind wheel, a highly difficult magic, which often correlates with its destructive power.The pale green wind blades spun, cutting through the air and flying towards Rocky in a perfectly straight line.

Rocky frowned, wondering what the point of such an attack was. Did Michian lose his mind and use such a skill-less attack, knowing that Rocky was an inheritor mage? Even an ordinary mage wouldn't make such a rookie mistake of being hit by a straightforward, front-facing magic spell.

The best solution in this situation was, of course, to defend and counterattack. Rocky was confident that after blocking this attack, he could defeat Michian in the next move before he had the chance to gather elements for another spell.

A rock wall rose from under Rocky's feet, effortlessly blocking the wind blades.

Michian sneered and casually flicked his finger.

Something's not right! Rocky realized in that instant while blocking the magic. He abandoned his counterattack and used all his gathered elements for defense instead.

Three rock walls rose alternately behind him, but were all shattered by the power of the magic. Rocky hurriedly moved to get as far away as possible from the center of the magic destruction.

A huge gust of wind and sporadic wind blades rushed towards him, tearing his robe and leaving trails of blood on his body.

But Michian's attack didn't stop because of his injuries; the sharp light of the stabbing sword was already approaching.