When Sheng Yawei stood on the high platform and looked at the sea clan opposite, the master of ceremonies on the edge of the high platform raised his voice.

"Atlas – Arthur, vs., Arion – Dalik Batten, it's on!"

As soon as the emcee's voice fell, a transparent light screen rose on the high platform, isolating all the noise.

The thumb-sized person in Sheng Yawei's eyes also began to enlarge rapidly, apparently approaching her at an extremely fast speed. As the sea clan approached her, a golden-red demon body appeared, and the most terrifying thing on his body was the pair of shining, thorny chelicerae.

Sheng Yawei still stood motionless, and the master of ceremonies and the audience were used to her performance like this - human mages are really a lazy profession, and it is too enviable to be able to move without moving.

As Sheng Yawei said the words in his mouth, the momentum around her was also rising rapidly, and the emcee who was a part-time referee was full of complicated eyes and watched Dalik stagnate before he could make contact with Sheng Yawei.

- Sure enough, no matter how many times I watch it, I still think it's amazing!

- It's a pity, how did such a good warrior Miao Zi become a mage.

Because Sheng Yawei's spiritual power has greatly broken through the limitations of senior mages, giving Sheng Yawei the illusion that she will be promoted to the archmage at any time, and now she no longer uses the elements to dominate meditation and accumulate spiritual power and elemental power, but has cultivated and transformed the lava heart wholeheartedly, not only is the quality of her spiritual power improving step by step, but the use of the magical ability to overwhelm people in the force plane is also changing with each passing day, and these opponents are her whetstones.

On the tenth day. In this last selection match, the people present were already the best of the Sea Clan's generation, and no matter what aspect it was, it was enough to make Sheng Yawei feel a little pressure.

Of course, it's just a little bit of pressure.

The water is bursting, and the thorns are entangled!

The sudden appearance of vines entangled Dalik's tail stalk and tail limbs.

'Demon beasts or something, although turning into the original form will make the strength soar, but most of the body that will grow up is simply a bright target, which will make me very embarrassed!~'Sheng Yawei looked at Dalik's shrimp body that was three people long and two people wide, and the villain in his heart shook his head in a similar way.

Dalik felt the unexpectedly tenacity of the thorns that were wrapping around him. It's not as low-level as the spell aura suggests. And the oncoming water blasting, the pain of bursting the armor a little bit made him irritable.

Dalik knew that he couldn't let Sheng Yawei control the pace of the battle, otherwise he would be in a desperate situation step by step, and there would be no chance to break through, so his pupils constricted, his body was red, and he swung his tail violently.

It took almost a second. And the thorn was broken into twigs.

Get rid of the clamps. Full of linkage. Dalik quickly approached Sheng Yavi.

Sheng Yawei's facial features gradually became clear in his eyes, and Dalik did not relax, and even his eyes became more solemn. It wasn't that no sea clan had stepped into Sheng Yawei's mage forbidden/zone before, thinking that their victory was in sight, but what was the result? It wasn't that Sheng Yawei was sent off the stage - the ten-meter forbidden/zone didn't seem to be valid for Sheng Yawei, a mage.

Sure enough, a cloud of frost flew towards Dalik with a terrifying chill.

Dalik did not shy away, the tentacles on his head clumped, and a golden-red silk shield was naturally formed.

The frost shackles froze Dalik's tentacles, but it didn't stop him from moving forward, and he shook his tentacles, and the ice slag fell on his hind feet.

However, Sheng Yawei smiled—this frost shackle was not meant to trap his steps.

Several gray rays of light merged into Dalik's body, and only one milky white light was dodged by Dalik's twist and smashed to the ground.

Touch of Weakness, Sluggishness, Mark of Exhaustion, Thorn of Soul!Except for the last Soul Thorn, which was difficult to dodge by Dalik, the rest of the spells hit Dalik's body one by one, and Dalik's movements suddenly decreased.

That's right, the Frost Shackles are designed to confuse the enemy's vision!

'Suffer!' thought both Dalik and the onlookers.

Sheng Yawei first admired, and then a little dissatisfied: High-level demon beasts are not good at this, not to mention the rough skin and thick meat, and they also have their own magic resistance, and several spells are superimposed to have this effect, which is really troublesome ( ̄ω ̄)~

Looking at the oncoming Thunder Javelin, Dalik no longer hesitated, did not try to move forward, but raised his head!

Sheng Yawei's eyes flashed with surprise: 'Do you make a big move so soon?, do you look up to me too much, or look down on me too much?!'

Feeling that Dalik was in danger at this time, Sheng Yawei was not to be outdone, and his magic power boiled over.

Law Injection - Bloodthirsty Demon Flower!

Two huge phantom chelicerae came towards Sheng Yawei's head, and people noticed that there were two looming dragon shadows on the side of the pincers!

Close, near

'She's not hiding!' Both Dalik and the crowd of onlookers felt that Sheng Yawei was a little too big this time.

When the pincers were still two meters away from Sheng Yawei, the blood-colored vines that rose in front of Sheng Yawei slowly bloomed into a gorgeous and enchanting red flower.

Obviously, one side is a fragile flower, and the other is a high-level talent skill of a dragon blood demon beast, but the 'fragile' crimson flower actually swallowed the giant pincer in one gulp!

That's not all, the blood-colored vines actually began to spread in the direction of Dalik at a very fast speed after Xiaohua swallowed the giant pincers.

The huge sense of crisis made Dalik unable to even care about the consternation, prompting him to turn around and run.

'Run away!~'

Sheng Yawei chuckled, his fingers flicked, and the speed of the blood-colored thorns suddenly increased.

One, two

Soon, the back half of Dalik's body was covered in countless blood-colored vines, and he could no longer move forward.

Dalik's screams and violent struggles made the people around him shiver.

The master of ceremonies' fingers moved slightly, and he was in a dilemma for a while, and it was not good to break the rules if he wanted to stop it.

Sheng Yawei was also stunned when he heard Dalik's scream, thought about it, and his lips moved.

As the blood-colored thorns retracted, a large black finger dangled above Dalik's head.

"I admit defeat" wilted, hoarse male voice came from the mouth of the giant shrimp.

The black fingers dispersed, Sheng Yawei breathed a sigh of relief, and apologized to Dalik: "I'm sorry, I didn't control it for a while." Are you alright?"

Dalik glanced at Sheng Yawei in a complicated way, and found that she was really apologizing, not laughing at him, so he could only say sullenly: "It's okay." ”

"That"

Sheng Yawei wanted to say something, but when the master of ceremonies announced the result, Dalik didn't say a word, jumped out of the ring, and jumped into the healing circle.

Sheng Yawei's half-outstretched hand could only be put down again, silently turned around and walked off the stage. (To be continued......)