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The only thing limiting her is herself—no, now there's also the ever-smiling Jiang Kehan.
So when Jiang Kehan learned that Li Hui was only half a step away from becoming the Witch of the End, she wasn't very surprised, as she had experienced Li Hui's overpowered talent firsthand.
Without a single drop of sweat, it was all divine intervention that made others feel powerless and unable to feel any envy.
Usually, when you encounter a witch like this, the best thing to do is kick her out to avoid affecting everyone's mood.
"But why did you suddenly come back?" Jiang Kehan asked curiously.
“I remember we agreed that you would send me a letter before you came back, so that I wouldn’t be wondering whether I was in a fantasy world or an ideal world.”
Li Hui took her hand, a slightly charming smile appearing on her delicate face, but her tone was more like that of a worried old mother, fully demonstrating what it means to be loving.
"Because I miss you."
"Because I guessed that you would need my help, I quickly ended my slumber and rushed to your side."
It sounds like sweet words of love, but the tone is as if it were just a trivial matter in daily life.
When you need me, I will appear by your side, so easily, yet so sincerely.
Jiang Kehan couldn't help but blush slightly, but it wasn't because of the other person's sincere feelings—she was already used to it and enjoyed it.
What embarrassed her was that, in the other person's eyes, she was still that somewhat unruly girl, no matter how much Jiang Kehan had grown up.
It's like a special understanding between two people.
Only Yang Xiling, who was glancing sideways and wishing she could stomp her feet to remind the two that they had important business to attend to, wanted to cover her face.
"Gentlemen, we can catch up anytime, but please take care of my problem first, I'm begging you!"
"You can't just give me hope and then abandon me. You're not some kind of heartless women, are you?"
Upon hearing this, Li Hui's eyes suddenly became strange. She looked at Jiang Kehan, who had an embarrassed expression, and really wanted to tell Yang Xiling.
She was the one who was truly cheated on.
However, after simply reminiscing about the past to cover up the reason for her sudden appearance, Li Hui returned to her usual seriousness.
She looked at Yang Xiling, rested her chin on her hand, and stated her conditions.
“I can indeed teach you, but only if you are willing to reveal the spells you know to me.”
The higher the level of a witch's spell, the less important the potion becomes, while the more precious the underlying principle.
This is because simply knowing how to use high-level spells is no longer enough to keep up with the normal pace.
If you can fully grasp the underlying principles, not to mention casting speed or model modification, just in terms of spell power, it will be thousands of times greater than "knowing how to use" it.
Therefore, after hearing Li Hui's words, Yang Xiling did hesitate for a moment, but seeing the scrutiny in his eyes, she gritted her teeth and finally agreed.
"It's just some magic spells, right? I'll give them to you!"
"And it's not just for you, I'll also pay for Jiang Kehan to get one too. As long as she can get tutoring, I'll do anything!"
"Oh?" Li Hui raised his eyelids slightly, then took the spell analysis book, which was about half a person tall, from Yang Xiling without comment.
These are just a few of the spells that Yang Xiling uses most often.
Yang Xiling thought the other party would observe carefully and then offer advice based on their own experience, but...
Her eyes widened, and a hint of confusion involuntarily appeared on her face.
Is this...right?
No, is this really something a witch could do?
Why is it that this person in front of me, who looks like a witch and seems to be a witch after all, doesn't do anything a witch should do?
How can someone really hold a book in their right hand, casually glance at it, and then perfectly unleash a spell model with their left hand, seemingly mastering the spell completely?!
Yang Xiling fell silent, her heart churning violently, and she even began to doubt whether she was really "stupid".
But when she glanced around and saw that even the usually aloof Gu Qingci had her mouth wide open, looking as if she hadn't woken up yet, she realized—it wasn't that she was stupid, but that the witch in front of her wasn't human at all.
Jiang Kehan was also learning for the first time that Li Hui usually studied magic in this way, which was simply... too enviable.
She swallowed hard and let out a strange, hissing laugh.
Others might only be able to envy her, but Jiang Kehan is different. As long as her realm is higher than Li Hui's, she can take Li Hui's talent into her own body by relying on the characteristics given by the path of protection.
Now, the only problem standing in her way is that Li Hui's realm is far higher than hers.
Before heading to the ideal land, Jiang Kehan estimated that she would at most reach the peak of the second stage of the Great Witch. To go any higher, she would have to continue to expand her fame and gain the trust of more Great Witches.
So, I'll have to wait until later to enjoy this talent.
"So... what about your other spells?" Amidst the astonished looks of the others, Li Hui put down the last book and asked with a hint of curiosity.
"If it's only this difficult, let's start class in half an hour."
Yang Xiling didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She stared intently at the pervert in front of her and made the best decision she had made that day.
She grasped Li Hui's hand and said excitedly, "Sister, you are like a godmother I haven't seen in so long. I must treat you to a meal after training is over."
As Yang Xiling spoke, she noticed Jiang Kehan's somewhat unfriendly expression, so her brain worked quickly, using all her already limited emotional intelligence, and she said the following.
"Of course, Kehan has to come too. Today, my two godmothers and I must have a good drink to celebrate our team's future championship in advance!"
Two godmothers... Jiang Kehan's cheeks flushed slightly, and she nodded with feigned modesty, patting Yang Xiling's shoulder with admiration in her eyes.
"Well, it's not right to open champagne halfway through, but your courage is commendable, and I still admire you."
Especially the phrase "two adoptive mothers," which really resonated with Jiang Kehan.
"But sharing is worse than enjoying alone. Since we're having a big meal, why don't we all go together and I'll treat!"
Jiang Kehan said this, looking at the cheering faces of the other witches and the cat balls, she smiled gently, raised her right hand, and spoke with an iron-like gaze.
"Hellish training is your nectar."
"Death's grip on your throat is your sustenance."
"So, ignite the anger and roar that have been building up within you, and fight for the honor that belongs to you!"
"I am confident that the resources I bring you are far beyond what other teams can match, so... please repay this rare resource with victory."
"Reward yourself for this moment, and savor the taste of victory!"
The others were serious, laughing, their eyes blazing like bright flames, their chests puffed out with such pride.
From this moment on, they have only one goal: to hold the highest honor above all else—the championship!
To commemorate the countless sacrifices made and the unwavering determination.
Chapter 456 The most important thing about rock and roll is being able to hit people with a guitar!
In fact, Jiang Kehan was the least important member of the witch organization's training team.
As a sparring partner, she only knew how to overpower people with sheer force. Whether dealing with Gu Qingci or Yang Xiling, she basically killed them instantly, making it difficult for them to gain any insights.
They died too quickly; reflecting on it is like drinking plain water—utterly tasteless, not even as good as cats.
As a teacher... well, with Li Hui around, Jiang Kehan can only be a student, but she's not good at the cult-like factions of Yang Xiling Society at all, so even if she learned them, it wouldn't be of any use.
As a result, the coach, who should have been the busiest person, unexpectedly became the least important person and was naturally "squeezed out".
The main problem was Jiang Kehan's constant clinging and nagging towards Li Hui, which severely hindered normal teaching and drew angry glares from the other witches, making her feel somewhat guilty.
With nothing else to do, she decided to take the music tickets Ruoxin had given her and see what the so-called rock deathmatch was all about.
Of course, the most important thing is to find An Meng to reminisce about the past.
"It's truly magnificent."
Looking at the "Sky Music Hall," which is even more magnificent than the Roman Colosseum and has a futuristic feel, Jiang Kehan sighed.
She patted the ferocious crimson dragon beneath her and jumped off its back.
Recently, there has been a significant increase in transactions between Dahua Air City and Fran, with many items from Fran circulating in Dahua Air City, such as the giant dragon that Jiang Kehan rode.
These dragons are roughly level 4 in strength, and their speed is similar to that of a normal broom, making them suitable for riding in the imaginary village instead of using a broom.
Of course, the most important thing is that these dragons are cool, very cool!
Unlike most dragon species that grow into bizarre shapes to adapt to their environment, these dragons, nurtured by their mothers and raised for generations, are exceptionally gentle and beautiful.
They possess elegant and tall dragon heads, strong and powerful wings, and human-like personalities, like a smiling older sister, yet they can also exude a dignified and imposing aura when facing enemies.
Each scale resembles a slightly angled blade, not smooth, but rather with a mysterious, rough pattern that adds to the overall coolness and comfort of the ride.
So elegant and cool, simply perfect!
At least most witches have fallen in love with these dragons, which aren't too expensive, and Jiang Kehan is no exception.
Once they landed on the ground, they could hear many beautiful songs all around them, each with its own style, but all melodious and pleasant to the ear, without disturbing each other.
Sky Music Festival is not a large venue exclusively for rock music, but a place where any music-loving witches gather to perform.
However, those who arrived here today are mostly witches who came to participate in the Rock Death Contest, so rock music accounts for a larger proportion.
Jiang Kehan glanced around casually, and the corner of her mouth twitched involuntarily.
I can only say that most of the witches around me are too rock and roll.
It could even be considered a non-mainstream style.
Witches don't like earrings or other jewelry that needs to be stuck to their bodies, as their powerful self-healing abilities would make those areas very itchy.
Therefore, the more flamboyant paints that replaced these things—like the face paints that Native Americans wore, but more numerous and exquisite—were used instead.
Especially the witches from other races, who prefer these things.
Jiang Kehan saw a band of undead witches, whose bodies were covered in black patterns that took up at least two-thirds of their skin.
These patterns obscured the original elegance, highlighting the witch's tyranny and sharpness, which, combined with the holy water she inhaled and exhaled, made her appear especially bizarre.
It's like squatting at the gates of heaven, looking down on the demons surrounding them, and the outlaws smoking opium.
They can easily stage a "What are you looking at?" scene at the slightest disagreement.
"Sure enough, it's not that I'm prejudiced, but that rock witches are just that crazy."
Jiang Kehan muttered to herself, but soon she saw her target—after all, among a group of rock witches who looked like murderers, it was quite easy to find a witch who was unpainted and looked like a little white rabbit.
Especially since the other party also brought a wooden guitar.
Jiang Kehan walked quickly toward the other person and greeted them with a smile.
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