The long-awaited magic tournament has finally kicked off, there are 18 small arenas in the preliminary arena, each with a maximum of 20 minutes, if the time exceeds the time will be determined by the referee in the field, the winner must be played more than 200 games a day today, that is, everyone will be bright today to try a match. Harry is now preparing in the player zone, the preliminary round has already begun, and since Harry's number is relatively low, it is estimated that it will not be his turn until the afternoon.

"Hmph, boy, you didn't abstain! "But it's Dao Jisan who is here.

"Huh, where do I seem to have seen this yin-yang person?, may I ask your honorable name?" Harry pretended not to know Dao Jisan.

"You stinky boy, you hurtful mouth. Dao Ji San said angrily.

"Why are you injured? Let me check and check, if it is really seriously injured, I advise you, go home and rest!"

"You remember, when you get into the ring, I see that you can still be arrogant. Seeing that everyone was looking at the excitement, Doji San didn't want to argue with Harrydo.

"I'm afraid you won't make it? I'm the same with Medivan, you're scared of me? ”

"You fought with Medivan?" Dao Jisan was a little surprised.

"No! It's just a contest once, and Wen Dou wins and loses Wu Dou, so it's a tie. ”

"It's great that you're the kid who made a big fuss at the academy last time! I really can't imagine that Medivan would be so able to tie with a kid like you, and the title of the first magic genius in a hundred years is really not worthy of the name. Dao Jisan said proudly.

"Unfortunately, that's just your wish. But there's one thing you're better than Medivan. Harry said mysteriously.

"Which point?" said Ji Sanyi.

"Your ability to sell is better than Medivan!"

"You!" The expression on his face changed several times, and Dao Jisan finally didn't have a seizure on the spot. Putting the fan away, he found a seat away from Harry and began to meditate.

Harry ignored him and watched the game in the middle of the field.

It seems that the level is not as high as he imagined, and in the ring where 18 matches are played at the same time, Harry took a closer look, and almost all of them are level 6 magicians competing. Although they are all level 6 magicians, their strength levels are uneven, and a large part of them belong to the magic nerds that the old curator once said, that is, magic and mental power and magic knowledge are good, but they are stupid when they fight, and they don't know how to respond on the spot at all, and they only know how to fight hard with the opponent's magic.

For example, the two sides in ring No. 4 faced off for 20 minutes, exhausted waiting for the referee to announce who won. I don't know how to use an acceleration technique to bypass the opponent's attack, and when the opponent is chanting a spell, a primary magic can knock it down.

There is also the one on the 17th platform, who is even more outrageous, obviously his strength is a cut higher, but he has to cast a powerful level 6 spell, but the opponent uses a level 4 spell to knock him over first.

Harry shook his head again and again, if this is the level of the master of the competition, then his championship can be regarded as nine times out of ten. However, Harry didn't ignore it, there were a few players in the ring who obviously hid their strength, and they only deliberately entangled with the opponent for a few minutes, and then easily sent the opponent away, and the magic skills were really not low, probably because they didn't want to be too high-profile to attract attention.

In the afternoon, it was Harry's turn.

The match between the two was in ring 12, and as soon as Harry came on stage, he found that the audience was already full of people, most of whom were women, and most of these women were students of the Academy of Magic. As soon as Dao Ji Sancai appeared, there was a thunderous cheer below, and many female students even raised their throats and began to scream.

"Senior Dao, I love you!" ...... The banner on the left is pulled apart.

"Senior Dao, you are so handsome!" ...... The small flag on the right is waving.

"Isn't this the kid who came to the academy last time to make trouble?" said the student who had fought Harry at the Academy of Magic last time, and was obviously still resentful of Harry.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple, right? President Medi didn't seem to take advantage of it last time, only a tie. "This one of you did that day was the audience, the so-called bystander.

"Not necessarily! Senior Dao is said to be still above Medivan's strength. "This is an old student, although his strength is not good, but he knows the people of the academy well.

That Ji San seemed to enjoy the cheers from the audience, beckoned and greeted the female students below, and sent a few flying kisses out, turned his head to look at Harry, shook his head proudly, and opened the fan 'Park' and 'Park' and fanned it up.

Harry 'whew' out of the ice elemental to make an ice horn, yelling at the horn, "Dead !!"

The loud roar of the amplified sound suppressed the sound of the entire arena, and not only the audience on stage 12, but also the audience on the other 17 platforms looked this way. Someone seemed to have just spotted Doji San, and people who were interested in it or attracted by Harry's behavior flocked to Stage 12, and the audience seemed even more crowded.

Probably feeling that his brilliance had been interrupted by Harry, Dao Jisan was obviously a little unhappy, with a cold light in his eyes. In addition, Harry also made him lose face during the draw, and he was even more unhappy.

At this time, the referee came to the stage, explained some precautions to the two, and then stepped back from the stage and announced the start of the game.

Having met a high-level magician in his first game, Harry was nervous and a little expectant, he hadn't seen a high-level magician make a move. However, before he knew the reality of the other party, Harry was not ready to take the initiative, he could rely on the other party's magic that he had not seen his own magic, so it was better not to expose it too early, take a look at the other party's catties first, and Ling Bo was ready to take a micro step under his feet.

Dao Jisan was not in a hurry, put away the fan, and pointed at Harry, "Don't be too arrogant, boy, it will make you look like you later!" Before each battle, Dao Jisan is used to verbally hitting his opponent first, and also showing that his words are extraordinary. The audience obviously knew about his habit, and as soon as the words came out, the people below applauded.

Harry was stunned, he didn't know Dao Ji San's habits, wasn't it just a crooked poem?

It was Dao Jisan's turn to be stunned, but he didn't expect this kid to have the words to refute himself, and he suddenly became interested, "Your Excellency's writing is amazing!"

"I can still kick you down!"

Snorted coldly, Dao Jisan was also angry, and he actually compared his eloquence with me.

"Ignorant boy is rude!" said Dao Jisan angrily.

"The High Mage Light will call!" the other party did not move, and Harry was happy to spend it with him.

It seems that it has to be more complicated, otherwise I won't be able to show my ability, Dao Jisan thought for a moment, and said proudly: "I want to learn literature at the age of three, learn martial arts at the age of five, and worship the master of magic at the age of ten, who are you, in the ring, dare to fight with me eloquence?"

Harry's eyes squinted, and he thought for a while: "Look at you seven points of obscenity, eight points of obscenity, and a sinister face, I am obligated to teach you, so as not to be coquettish everywhere!"

Dao Jisan was shocked into a cold sweat, the other party was actually a hard stubble, but he didn't expect that there were magicians who were also good at fighting sentences, knocked the fan on the head, and said proudly: "Outside the arena, there are three hundred people, and everyone cheers for me!"

"In the ring, a pig, I'll trample you on the soles of your feet later!" Harry lifted his foot in a dashing manner, stepped down hard, and looked at the other party defiantly.

Dao Jisan was shocked and angry, and couldn't help but shout: "You kid insulted me!"

Harry said nonchalantly, "Don't get angry!"

The audience and the referee outside the stadium were all stunned, is this a comparison of magic? Or is it a comparison of poetry? After being stunned for a while, the referee took the lead in reacting, and hurriedly stopped the two of them from talking about the lawsuit, "Do you want to play or not, the time has passed for 5 minutes!

Dao Jisan also calmed down, reverted to his original elegant posture, since he couldn't take advantage of it verbally, he would humiliate the other party in magic later, and now he couldn't lose his demeanor, "Admire and admire, Your Excellency is eloquent, and I am ashamed of myself, I admit defeat." ”

It's just a few limerick poems, and I really think I'm a poet, I want to read a few Tang poems and Song lyrics, don't you kneel down and sing for me? Disdainful in his heart, on the surface, Harry still hugged his fists and saluted back: "Accept and concede!" Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and his heart moved.

"Referee, now that the winner has been decided, the result will not be announced!" Harry shouted at the referee.

"Oh! now I'm announcing that the winner of the 12th stage is ......" The referee walked over to Harry and held up Harry's hand.

"Wait!" Dao Ji San was anxious, "We haven't started the game yet, why are the results announced!"

"There is a rule in the magic tournament that as long as one party voluntarily admits defeat, then the other team wins unconditionally. The referee explained.

"Who admits defeat?" said Dao Jisan, who obviously hadn't reacted yet.

"Didn't you just say, 'I'm ashamed of myself, I'll admit defeat!'" Harry said solemnly.

"How can this be counted! I didn't mean that at all!"

"Isn't admitting defeat in the ring admitting defeat in the game, what else can we admit defeat? Harry said leisurely.

"You don't pretend to be stupid! I obviously mean that eloquence is superior to bowing to the upper hand, am I still afraid that you, a level 7 mage, will not succeed as a stinky hairy boy! How can I admit defeat. Dao Jisan said angrily, he had never seen Harry cheat like this.

"Not bad...... the referee nodded, of course he also knew that Dao Jisan just now didn't mean to admit defeat in the game.

"I remember the rules of the tournament that if one of the players in the ring offered to concede, the match would be terminated to prevent anyone from taking advantage of it. How can you just say the word "admit defeat?" Harry asked the referee unhurriedly.

"I... I went to ask the judges for their opinions!" the judges couldn't make their own decisions, so they asked the judges on the rostrum for their opinions.