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In fact, the flight speed of the golden eagle is not slow, and the maximum speed of grabbing prey when diving can even reach 300 kilometers per hour, although it is not enough for Qiming at all, but in the eyes of ordinary people, it is already an ultra-high speed that is unimaginable for ordinary people. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

So much so that Qiming's dive, stagnation, and ascent just now, the whole process seemed to the little wizards in the stands to be as fast as a bolt of lightning, and it was no wonder that everyone was so excited that they almost slapped their palms.

In bursts of cheers, Qiming's figure rose up again, looking down at the tree bee dragon below with a pair of eagle eyes.

It seemed that the tree wasp was finally about to be completely enraged by him, with its neck held high, a pair of erect eyes staring straight at it, and sparks spewing out of its nostrils.

Then, it spread its wings, looking like a small airplane, struggling desperately to break free, but it was firmly chained to the ground, flapping its wings vigorously, and winding up gusts of wind.

The time of the game passed minute by minute, and nearly fifteen minutes had passed since Qiming came out, and Qiming decided not to waste any more time, with eagle eyes, fluttering his wings, and swooping down again.

In the eyes of the tree bee dragon, the golden eagle that Qiming turned into was only the size of a sesame seed, but it was such a small thing that was no different from a fly to it, but it was furious, and escaped from its mouth several times.

Looking at the hot fire ball from the shop, Qiming Hawk's eyes stood up, his eyes immediately became dazed, and the world slowed down in his eyes.

In the eyes of everyone outside the arena, Qiming dodged the flames spewed by the Tree Hornet Dragon by a fraction of a second, and its thrilling level could almost make the faint of heart start.

The scene was silent for a moment, and then the audience erupted in deafening cheers again.

Qiming, who had opened the genetic lock, automatically blocked all this, and all his attention was on the tree bee dragon below, which was rapidly growing. Just by opening the first-order genetic lock, Qiming became completely different. Although the speed did not change, Qiming's flight trajectory had an astonishing anomaly, and he was able to move sideways during the ultra-high-speed dive.

Next, the tree bee dragon spat out three flames in a row, but they were all dodged horizontally by Qiming, and the golden eagle that Qiming turned into was like a sharp arrow, straight into the heart of the tree bee dragon.

From Qiming's start to dive in the sky to his approach to the Tree Hornet Dragon, it took only four or five seconds for the whole pass, and everyone held their breath and waited for the final moment to come.

Qiming was already close enough, so close that the Tree Bee Dragon could swallow him in one gulp as long as he opened his mouth. Where would the tree bee be polite, and directly opened its mouth to bite Qiming.

This time, unlike the previous temptation, Qiming's target was the golden egg, so he didn't bottom out and climb like before, but swooped down towards the treebee's open mouth.

In the next second, the Tree Hornet's big mouth snapped together, but to its anger, Qiming was not bitten by it at all.

At the moment when it snapped, Qiming's pair of wings trembled at an extremely high frequency, and his entire body moved seven or eight meters in an instant, directly avoiding the bite of the tree bee.

Qiming didn't slow down, at this time he had already swept past the tree bee's dragon head and came to a position that was level with its chest and neck, and the tree bee dragon could no longer catch him.

Without any hesitation, Qiming opened his wings, and the speed increased again, surpassing the limit speed of the normal golden eagle in a short period of time, and expanding it to plastic surgery times, setting off a slight air explosion, reaching the level of subsonic speed.

In the eyes of the young wizards in the audience, Qiming's figure, which was already so fast that it produced an afterimage, disappeared in a swoop, and with him disappeared was the golden egg at the foot of the tree bee dragon.

"Chirp!"

Qiming let out a cry, and when he reappeared, he was already back in the sky above the playing field—the golden egg was firmly grasped by his claws.

"Look!"

Bagman was shouting, his voice almost overwhelming the cheers from the audience.

"Look! Mr. Qiming has got the golden egg! Let's see the time! Oh my God! Fifteen minutes and thirty-one seconds! Mr. Qiming overtook Mr. Porter and got the golden egg as fast as he could! Moreover, he was not injured at all! The other dragon eggs were not damaged! Oh my God! If he didn't expect it wrong, Mr. Qiming would have scored an unimaginably high score!"

In the arena, Qiming flapped his wings and landed on the ground in a flutter. His body changed rapidly, and finally turned into his original form, and the golden egg was held in his hand.

Professor McGonagall was already standing at the edge of the field waiting for him, and with her was Harry, and Keimon waved at them and was about to walk towards the two of them, when a series of exclamations came from behind them.

Originally, after he got the golden egg, the game was over, and a group of dragon trainers immediately appeared on the field and rushed towards the tree bee dragon in an attempt to appease its anger.

However, it seems that the tree bee dragon seems to have been provoked a little hard by Qiming, and the anger is so great that it actually holds up an iron chain that binds it, and the scene suddenly gets out of control.

"Potter, and Qiming, get out of here!"

Professor McGonagall anxiously spoke to Qiming and Harry, and as she spoke, she stretched out her wand and aimed it at the Hungarian Tree Wasp in the distance.

Over there, several dragon trainers were anxiously using magic to appease the treebee's anger, but their stun and flame-out spells were like adding fuel to the fire, making the drybee even more furious.

In just two or three seconds, he broke free of the three chains again, and at this point, all the four chains used to bind it had been broken, and the tree bee dragon ignored the dragon tamers around him, but crawled in the direction of Qiming, who had already walked to the edge of the field.

"Hurry up, you guys get away!"

Professor McGonagall shouted, her back to Keim and Harry, both of them behind her, her wand pointed straight at the drynet, and her other hand pushing them from behind, trying to get them away.

Qiming didn't go, and neither did Harry.

Harry stood beside Qiming and turned his head to look at Qiming, he originally wanted to leave, but seeing that Qiming didn't move, he stayed.

He had a feeling that Qiming could solve this tree bee, and there was no reason for this feeling, but he somehow trusted his own judgment.

Regardless of what Harry thought, Keming stood behind McGonagall, looking over the latter's shoulders and looking at the tree bees from afar. The treebee also stared at him, and although Qiming changed form, the treebee could be sure that the little dot in the distance was the fly that had angered it before.

I didn't see what Qiming did, just stood behind McGonagall, staring at the tree bee from a distance, and the tree bee roared angrily and accelerated to crawl this way.

However, in the next second, I don't know what it saw, the original fierce and arrogant appearance disappeared all at once, and the hideous dragon head curled up directly into its arms, and its whole body curled up, like a frightened big cat that has been magnified I don't know how many times.

After another two or three seconds, I heard it wail, flapped its wings, and flew away with its tail between its legs.