The person who fought against Zhuge Hongyue flashed a trace of timidity and despair in his eyes, and as soon as he entered the field, he quickly showed his magic weapon. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It was a green magic wand, and it seemed that the other party was a wood-type magician.

Wuxian suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

That person is a wood attribute, and Zhuge Hongyue is a fire attribute, the wood is gentle, the fire is violent, and the fire is against the wood in the five elements, this ending is destined.

Nanxuan Continent is heavy on martial arts, and there are many people who practice Douqi martial arts, not that magicians are not popular, but that the conditions for becoming a magician are too harsh. The first is to have a keen sense of perception and feel the magical elements flowing in the air, and the second is to have a high degree of affinity to be able to allow the elements to be absorbed by the body.

As a result, it is much more difficult to train a mage than other types of professions, so it is rare.

And because it is scarce, it is respected.

But this truth, which everyone in the world understands, does not play any role here in Zhuge Hongyue.

With a wave of the opponent's magic wand, the turquoise wood attribute elements poured out one after another, turning into sharp wooden thorns and stabbing towards Zhuge Hongyue.

Zhuge Hongyue sneered, his eyes were full of disdain, and with a flick of his flowing red sleeves, a dazzling red light flashed, and the man's magic wand was immediately on fire.

The fire was ferocious, and it quickly scurried up the entire magic wand, igniting a raging flame. The magic wand is equivalent to the magician's natal weapon, and it also needs to drip blood to recognize the master in order to communicate spiritually, and this burn directly hurt the person's sea of knowledge.

This was not the end of the story, as the fire had burned his magic wand and wrapped it around his arm, threatening to burn his entire body to the ground.

By the time the sorcerer from the sidelines came to extinguish the fire, the man had fainted in pain and was carried down, his hands blackened.

The originally promising magical career was probably brought to an end by this battle of disparity in strength and attributes.

Zhuge Hongyue didn't have a sense of guilt, and her demonstrative majestic gaze swept to the audience, suppressing all the dissatisfaction in everyone's eyes.

offending the Zhuge family is not as simple as wasting a pair of hands and ending his career.

Seeing Zhuge Hongyue's arrogant appearance, a wave of anger appeared in his chest, and the hand holding the armrest burst into a few green tendons.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from the side and covered the back of her hand, which felt warm to the touch and soothed her anger.

"I don't know why you have to participate, but do you know why I stopped you from participating?" The warm hand quickly withdrew, not causing her any discomfort, and Ye Liufeng's flat voice came from her ears.

It was as noisy as a pot of porridge, but she could accurately capture his understated tone in the noise.

"Why?" she asked the second why.

Ye Liufeng's eyes drifted forward, and without looking at her, she could naturally look at his well-defined side face, looking at his Adam's apple beating up and down.

"You know, every year, the Ye family sends a group of outstanding disciples who graduated from the Twelve Branches to the Knight Temple and the Mercenary Guild," Ye Liufeng was very calm when he recalled the past, as if he had matured a lot all of a sudden, "Ten years ago, the Ye family produced a genius, his cultivation talent was not under me, and he was the key cultivation object of the family at that time, so my father sent him and led the other five people to participate in the family qualifying competition that year......"