"Your posture when you fight is really cool! However, it is precisely because of this that while gaining artistic beauty, you are acting flashy!"

After skillfully using the sand wall defense to fend off Julias's attack, the Ural dug away the excess gravel and walked to the front of the street, smiling at the angry expression of the other.

"Sand Explosion Flames!"

After Ural released this pile of hot sand from the magic array, the temperature near the building street also suddenly rose by dozens of degrees Celsius. The drastic temperature difference caused Giulias's head to temporarily appear dizzy. And at this time, Ural seized the gap in his physical discomfort and launched the next wave of attacks:

Suddenly, he pressed his hand into the wall of sand, and the magic crest that came out again soon wrapped the pile of sand again. Then, he clenched his fists, and the impregnable wall of sand, which should have been used as a defense, collapsed in an instant, bursting into hundreds of small pieces.

Fragmented pieces of sand and gravel exploded in the direction of Giulias. In the meantime, one can see with the naked eye that the sand and gravel quickly turn a red color on the way to the splash, like a pile of molten meteorites passing through the atmosphere.

At the same time, Giulias, who was a little unsteady on his feet due to the high temperature, had to hurriedly cross his arms in front of his sweating face. However, this kind of improvised patchwork posture obviously could not defend against the opponent's hail-like attack. It didn't take long for Giulias to be hit in the jaw.

And the vibration caused by this blow naturally affected his cerebellum as a matter of course, causing his defensive posture to collapse categorically. Eventually, under the onslaught of meteors, he swayed and leaned and was forced to fall backwards.

"When you were in the French "Cannes Netes", you once lost a great opportunity to annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop because of excessive coolness (pretending)! You can obviously show all your hidden strength in one go, and kill the enemy before he has time to react.

However, you have to show off in front of the ladies, and you end up with "mustard gas", "napalm", and pills to quickly recover from injuries and increase strength. In the end, although you still beat the other person down, you yourself were seriously injured!"

Giulias gritted his teeth, silently endured the impact of the sandstone, the unbearably hot molten material, which burned his shiny clothes to the ground, and his arms, chest, thighs, waistcoat, lower abdomen, almost everything that could be named, were melted out of holes of different sizes by the hot mixture of solid and liquid.

In the end, the heat stimulated his delicate skin, and finally prompted his vague consciousness to wake up painfully. So, he adjusted his posture in time, knelt on one knee on the ground, clasped the cracked crack in the floor with one hand, and finally restrained his tumbling body in place.

"Water Shape Magic: Vortex Water Spear!"

Once he had stabilized and readjusted, Giulias reached out and slapped away the hot material that adhered to the surface of his skin, and then condensed the water gushing out of his palm into the shape of a spear, and then made it rotate in a "spiral" in a "clockwise" direction.

Judging from the appearance alone, his attack is extremely lethal, and if the enemy is stabbed like this, the victory or defeat can basically be determined. However, the Urals stepped on the boiling sand, and with a slight slip, he smoothly hid to the side. With this blow, Giulas not only threw himself into the air, but even the spiral-shaped water spear was obviously much less powerful at the moment it just touched the ground. The sand stream, which contained high temperatures, slyly wound around it like the wriggling body of a python, greedily mixing the sand into the water spear.

In less than a moment, the degree of rotation of the spear began to drop dramatically, and at the same time, the water column wrapped in magic power also began to shrink immediately, and when he sensed that something was wrong, he quickly and decisively pulled it out. This time, the volume of this water spear has shrunk by a long time!

The water stored in it is currently steaming into a red-hot mist of 100 degrees Celsius at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"It's scorching air! I didn't expect the temperature of this pile of sand to be so high?!

Just by inserting the water spear into the center of the sand fall, Giulias's hands already felt an "unbelievable" heat, like stretching the white and tender skin of a toddler into a boiling oil pot······

The heart-rending torment can be imagined.

"Oh~Wow~"

Just as Giulias clenched his fists and sweated profusely to feel the unbearable temperature, the shape of the sand on the ground changed, and a pinch of quicksand, molded into the shape of a leather whip, suddenly swept over from the feet where he stood, and suddenly hit the side of his face, and his gradually recovered consciousness was in a trance again.

He retreated with his eyes blazing, and subconsciously, he still wanted to do his best to control his steps, but in the end, his feet were crooked, and he still stumbled and fell a "dog eating".

"What's the matter, the eldest young master with the blood of the [Demigods], is that all you have at this level? Don't you like to be cool (pretending)? What's the matter, continue to show off?! When you're done showing off, I'll do it again, okay?!"

Ural took off the glasses he wore on the bridge of his nose and leaned over, mocking his gaffe sarcastically.

"This guy is hateful, but he really deserves to be the elite under Quirrell's command!

It seems that I can't hide my strength anymore!Little goblins, I will definitely come to your rescue! Lord Ben is a famous beautiful man in ancient Greece." Adonis "descendants!"

This whip, on the right side of his handsome face, left a bloody whip mark ruthlessly, but not a single drop of blood in liquid form slid down wet from between the scars, and even if you looked closely and carefully, you could only see a dark red blood scab, because the moment the blood flowed out, the wound was already scorched by the hot sand.

Naturally, the ruptured capillaries were also sealed in the first place.

"What's the matter?Why can't the magic power in my body burn??The physical strength seems to have reached the verge of exhaustion?What's going on?Is it poisoning?But~~~It's impossible!"

Giulias rose from the stuffy floor and got back to his feet. After feeling the burning pain in his cheeks, he gently wiped the wound with his inverted elbow, and then, thinking about the person he longed to save, he had to frown and get up with difficulty. But soon, his breathing began to become rapid, and the image in front of him seemed to have vague and hazy signs again.

"Alright, alright, I see that your consciousness is almost blurred! Stop showing off!

"Ah~Ah~Ah~Ah~"

In Giulias's sight, the enemy standing not far away, as if he had performed a doppelganger technique, his well-dressed figures turned into two or three, one swaying from side to side, and the other overlapping again. And the decorations around the environment also have a faint tendency to collapse.

Judging from the signs of his sweating, eighty percent of them were suffering from heat stroke! Naturally, it was absolutely impossible for the Ural to continue to consume him like this, so he was simply ruthless and kicked him right in the lower abdomen! In an instant, Giulias's body sank into it with a deformed deformity!

Originally, he should have taken advantage of the situation to fly out, but when the blood in his abdomen was still accumulating in his throat, Ural aimed his palms at his chest again······

"Do you like to play with spear weapons?he~he~, then I'll do it too~!

Modeling Magic: Sand Breaker!"

A dark energy surged out of his palms, and a large number of sandstorms created out of thin air materialized into a long column with a diameter of about half a meter, which crashed into Giulias's chest with explosiveness. Originally, according to the name of the move, this shot should have left a huge bloody hole in the center of his chest.

Thankfully, however, it was a mistaken move, and the spear had no sharp head, but a flattened cylinder and slammed it into his chest. However, Giulias's injuries were still not light, and his whole body, along with this "sand stick", was smashed and flew out, first hitting the railing opposite, and then destroying a wall.

Finally, when his body stopped, the upper half of his body was buried in the collapsed rubble, and only his feet were still rippling outside the rubble, and his muscles twitched reflexively.

"Hey~ya~, I'm afraid this is your last blow! Your Royal Highness the Prince, who likes to be cool, how do you feel now?! This is the true power of our guild's [Four Demons]. ”

On the opposite side of the corridor, Ural looked out at the devastation of Julias being beaten, and in addition to his contemptuous demonstration, he fixed his eyes on the broken frescoes on the wall, and his brow could not help but squeeze a faint regret.

Although the original appearance of the mural has long since ceased to exist after the impact of the previous round, even with only the tip of the remaining iceberg, it can still show the world its graceful charm in its "heyday"!

"Don't you show up? The temperature on this floor has risen to a terrifying temperature unconsciously! The temperature here is as hot as a sauna! I know that if you just rely on the temperature, I am afraid it will be difficult to put you down, but the heat wave that is infused with my magic can quietly sneak into your nervous system, manipulate your sensitivity to environmental adaptation, and finally, tempt you to extreme pain physiologically!"

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