Mojar was scheduled for the third game, so he took advantage of this time to observe the fighting style of these opponents, and soon the battle broke out, all kinds of magic exploded, and colorful light gradually filled the entire magic fountain square.

Two hours later, the first battle ended, and the winner quickly left, resting as much as he could, waiting for another battle tomorrow.

During the ten-minute break, Mo Jiaer rubbed his sour eyes, and a figure rushed to his side and mocked:

"You've never been interested in this kind of event, have you come here to join in the fun? ”

"Groot, you're not busy competing, and you're still in the mood to tease me?"

"I've been scheduled for the afternoon, just in time for a seat on your side, and Sacura and Didley will come over later. ”

Mogar nodded and stopped talking, waiting for the next one, but the surrounding students were talking about Groot together, and a few sharp-eyed people found that Groot was also a figure on the 'worst list', and he was higher than Louis, so they all obediently shut their mouths, otherwise the surrounding students might talk about flowers.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, Sakora and Didley also came, and suddenly the crowd around them retreated, and there was a complete emptiness behind them, and Papabhu didn't know when she also appeared, and Florence actually followed, and suddenly their team was so large that even the referee had to look at this side from time to time, for fear that their group of people on the 'worst list' would cause trouble.

The second battle ended in only ten minutes, but both of them were seriously injured and directly lost their places, and when the third battle was about to start, Mo Jiaer took off his magic robe and went to the battle stage in a warrior tights, and his streamlined figure made many female students turn their eyes to this side.

Groot and the others all looked incredulous, especially Sakora, who asked with wide eyes:

"He... Is he competing? None of the fourth-graders will participate in the annual competition of the fifth-grade students?"

"It's like... Right. ”

"What's he smoking? Or is he being stimulated by something?"

Sakara and Papabhu chattered, but Groot's eyes lit up slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Mojiaer and the opponent fifth-level earth magician Owen stood separately, although he was only fourth-level strength, but the soul index had long been far away from that of ordinary fifth-level magicians, and the quantity and quality of soul power were not inferior to fifth-level magicians, or even more than some, so he didn't suffer much from challenging fifth-grade students, not to mention that he was also a fourth-level warrior whose physical strength far exceeded that of fifth-level.

They each nodded their heads, and the battle began directly, Mo Jiaer hadn't moved yet, the bluestone block under his feet moved first, and a sharp stone cone half a meter high suddenly appeared, he hurriedly retreated, and before he could stand firmly, another stone cone came out under his feet, so he had to flash left and right continuously, more than a dozen stone cones came out in a row, he was forced into a corner, and his back hit the transparent shield fiercely.

Before he could breathe, the ground under his feet began to squirm again, he had to jump high, kick the shield hard, and at the same time, the third-level magic glide triggered, rushing towards Owen, only to cross a distance, there was an earth element condensed behind him, turning into a half-meter-wide meteorite and smashing at him, he was in mid-air, there was nowhere to borrow strength, he couldn't dodge, he could only bear the blow hard, and was directly smashed to the ground.

The bluestone block under his body squirmed again, and five stone cones came out in a row, and at the critical moment, the fourth-level magic 'Qingfeng Shield' was activated, Mo Jiaer held the pale cyan shield with both hands, his body tilted, and he directly broke the two stone cones, and with a strong waist, the whole person crossed an arc and fell straight down.

But the ground shook again, a huge stone pillar came out with sharp barbs, and the fifth-level magic 'Earth Breath' was released by Owen, even if Mojar had a fifth-level warrior physique, if he was hit solidly, with the power of the three-stage eruption of 'Earth Breath', he would be half-crippled if he didn't die.

So the body that was still falling spun in a strange circle, and the fifth-level wind magic 'cross vortex' erupted, and a huge mass of wind elements quickly converged and rotated, forming a vortex that collided with the stone pillar, and resisted the stone pillar to prevent its second eruption.

Mo Jiaer floated in the center of the whirlpool, and finally could take a breath, wipe the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, and secretly sighed, sure enough, everyone who dared to participate in the annual competition was a demon, and he was powerless to fight back with a single look.

Feeling that the cross vortex was about to be overwhelmed, and there were signs of collapse, Mojar immediately jumped out and rushed towards Owen, and at the same time detonated the vortex behind him, directly shattering the stone pillar, turning into pieces and smashing to the ground.

His lips moved slightly, and the fourth-level magic 'Wind Shine Cross Sword' triggered, and three pale cyan long swords appeared, stabbing forward.

Owen's face was expressionless, his fingers kept moving, and when the Wind Yao Cross Sword entered five meters in front of him, a three-meter-high ancient stone wall suddenly appeared, and three pale cyan long swords pierced the stone wall at the same time, instantly breaking inch by inch, and slowly dissipating into dozens of long sword fragments.

At the same time as the long sword shattered, Mo Jiaer put his hands on the top of the stone wall, and jumped high with force, ready to give Owen a fatal blow, but he didn't find that an almost materialized yellow stone spirit appeared on the left and right sides, and dozens of yellow fluttering flakes swirled around the stone spirit body, forming a powerful field.

Owen didn't know when he condensed the fifth-level magic 'Little Stone Spirit Spell', and it was two in a row, but his pale face and cold sweat on his forehead showed that it was not easy to control the two stone spirit bodies.

He folded his arms fiercely, and the two stone spirit bodies fluttered lightly as if they had no weight, one step approached, and at the same time, he punched at Mo Jiaer, and the two overlapping fields suppressed his body, and it was difficult to dodge back and forth.

He gritted his teeth, withdrew his floating power, and accelerated his fall against the inside of the ancient stone wall, although he might hurt himself by smashing to the ground like this, it was better than being smashed half to death by two stone spirits.

The two stone spirits slammed into the air, and the 'dong' fists collided together, forming a shock wave, and the air was squeezed and delivered outward.

The ancient stone wall bore the brunt of it, and it could block Mojia's Wind Shine Cross Sword, but it couldn't stop this violent shock wave, which instantly turned into pieces and quickly disintegrated and scattered.

Mo Jiaer fell heavily to the ground, and his internal organs hurt by his own shock, and a mouthful of blood was forcibly held in his mouth, and before he could swallow it, the shock wave above his head came instantly, shaking his internal organs almost off, and finally couldn't help it, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

The water system battle qi in the body continued to surge, moisturizing and cultivating the internal organs, licking off the blood at the corners of the mouth, kicking the ground with both legs, and rushing towards Owen again, 'floating' and 'gliding' were released one after another, and the speed increased again and again, and soon broke through the boundary of the fifth-level magician, and it was still growing.

Owen turned a blind eye, waved his hands, and the two stone spirits were still one step, appearing in front of Mo Jiaer, intercepting him, he forcibly stopped his body, and wanted to retreat, but the stone spirits were in hot pursuit, and his fists kept waving.

Mo Jiaer retreated again and again, was forced into a corner, snorted coldly, and finally used the power of the warrior, the fire battle qi surged, and the fireflies appeared, colliding with the two stone spirit bodies, constantly blocking the attacking fists.

At the same time, one by one wind arrows appeared, shooting at Owen one after another, he didn't have the physique of Mojiaer, he didn't dare to greet it, gritted his teeth, and gradually condensed dozens of stone spears, which collided with three and consumed with one to three, and at the same time brewed a sixth-level magic 'tablet spirit'.