As the competition progresses, the mentor trial has come to an end.

In the eighth group, representatives of Shenguang Academy played!

With passionate thoughts, the audience's mouths gradually began to chant a name.

With the drive of a small wave of people, the sound gradually expanded to every corner, slowly forming a uniform shout.

"Andres!"

The surging cry was fiercer than almost every moment, making the entire suspended Sky Arena tremble slightly.

The eyes of countless people focused on that side of Hou Zhantai, that calm and indifferent figure.

Andres couldn't help but show a helpless smile, and behind him, Lucia couldn't help but say, "Everyone is looking forward to it, captain!"

"I would have liked to have played Legulos. Andres sighed lightly and said, "It seems that I can only play." ”

"It's the same for whoever goes. Legulus laughed, "The higher your reputation, the better it will be for us." ”

Andres nodded faintly and slowly came to the crystal platform.

He flashed and appeared in the arena.

The audience burst into loud cheers, deafening.

In the arena, a middle-aged man stood upright, his hands behind his back, his blue hair was like the sea, his brown eyes were deep, and his momentum was awe-inspiring.

He is a Magister affiliated with the Imperial Magister Alliance, and the Senior Mentor of Ishrante Academy, Lance Morrison.

Before him, there had already been three Magisters of the same level as him who had been defeated by their students, which was a great shame for them.

Although he is calm on the surface, in fact, his heart is already turbulent and ready to go.

He didn't dare to underestimate this year's students, let alone the young man in front of him who had created miracles.

Andres smiled faintly at him and saluted, "Senior, please advise." ”

Lance's eyes narrowed, and he said, "I heard that you are good at the soul system, so we will use the soul magic technique to win!"

Lance is a master of both thunder, water and soul systems, and he combines elemental properties with souls, whether it is offensive and defensive or healing, he is quite a set.

It can be said that among the eight mentor-level characters who appeared, although the magic guide energy level was all six-star third-order, his strength was definitely the strongest!

"No, I'm not majoring in souls. Andrés said: "Seniors don't need to take this into account. ”

When Lance heard this, his face was a little ugly, in his opinion, this was a good intention, but he didn't expect Andrés to be completely unappreciative.

"Good!" Lance drank coldly, the thunder on his body suddenly appeared, the frost blended, and he put on a battle posture.

As a magic warrior type, Lance is one of the descendants of the famous fighting school 'Fighting Soul Stream' in the academy, and the system of the school is the fusion of souls, elements and physical arts, with evidence-based advances and retreats, and infinite changes.

Andres's body was full of magic, but he couldn't see the slightest stance, as if he was waiting for Lance to attack.

Seeing this, Lance's eyes widened, and his figure suddenly burst out.

Fast and violent!

In the blink of an eye, Lance was already in front of Andrés, and his right foot swept diagonally, heading straight for Andrés' façade.

'Bang!' There was a dull thud, and Lance's leg failed to touch Andres before he was blocked.

Blocking him was a threaded sword.

And the one with the sword, is one, a girl?!

The moment Lance saw the thunder and water mixed with the primordial spirit, he had such an illusion.

Just because of the graceful figure of that Yuan Ling, as well as the long flowing hair and almost clearly visible facial features, it is obviously a girl's appearance.

Lance was very surprised, because the general magister condensed the primordial spirit, even the highest-end fully mimic humanoid primordial spirit, would not deliberately create a silhouette, because as long as the primordial spirit could exert the effect of the torso, it could use the combat skills of humans.

However, Andres, the spirit of the primordial spirit, can still make people feel lifelike even if it is not given a light-sensitive form similar to the Illusion Fang.

It's like a real human being!

This weird feeling made Lance have to be awe-inspired.

And when he looked closely, he found that the girl's appearance actually looked familiar.

The audience and contestants on the field also discovered at this time, the figure, the appearance, and the heroic posture of the sword.

'Elemental Elf' Arya?!

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but focus on the viewing platform of Maggis Academy.

At this time, Alya's eyes were not without surprise.

"What's going on?" Nora said, surprised.

"I don't know. Aria didn't understand either.

No one understood, because this was the first time Andres had come up with such a trick.

In the arena, after a moment of shock, Lance quickly came back to his senses.

What if the primordial spirit in front of him was like Arria? Lance retracted his mind, his right leg suddenly retracted, and he turned to attack it with his elbow.

The Yuan Ling's reaction was also extremely fast, the threaded sword was erected, and he steadily blocked the elbow blow with the momentum of thunder, and kicked out with his right foot.

It changed its moves so quickly that it was one point better than Lance.

Lance Da Rin, his body retreated quickly, but Yuan Ling did not give an inch, pursued up, and found the key to the threaded sword move, and in an instant, he turned defense into attack and grasped the initiative.

The offensive and posture of the Yuan Ling make the audience full of familiar feelings.

Because of its change of moves, it is not much different from what Allia showed in the Temple of War before, and Andres's amazing magic gives it a more powerful attack ability.

"Incredible...... "Garandhou battle platform," Orikor was stunned, "Did he completely copy the battle posture of the elemental elf after reading it once......?"

Alkena frowned slightly, and said: "But it's not perfect, from the details of the action, in fact, there is still a little gap with Aliya, the power of this move, in fact, does not lie in copying ......"

"What's that?" Gloria asked.

Alkena looked at Deldorn.

"Adapt to the situation. Deldorn's usual indifferent gaze was a little more interested, "With his own knowledge of magic, recording the combat methods of each magister and copying them is actually the same as the infinite stream. ”

"That's right, choosing the recorded characters according to the changes in the situation can theoretically cope with almost all scenes, as long as the type of magic and the magic model he masters are large enough......" Alkena said: "In a sense, this is better than infinite streams!"

Deldorn was silent, he didn't refute it, because he also agreed with the statement.

In the arena, at this time, Yuan Ling's momentum had already overwhelmed Lance, and the persecuted Lance could only use Frost as the main body and turn into a defensive form.

"Damn!" Lance scolded, and suddenly his hands came together, and the frost swirled, clutching at the threaded sword.

The sound of stabbing sounded, and in the excitement of the flying frost, Lance's hands were actually floating with a trace of blood.

But at this time, Yuan Ling's sword had also been restrained.

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Thursday Chapter III.

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