"I'm sorry, I didn't prepare to sell new products this morning, and the tasting has ended, and tofu brain will be officially sold during business hours tonight." McGonagall smiled and shook her head, not soaking the soybeans in the morning.

"Well, I'll have to come back and eat it in the evening." Proll was a little disappointed, but he also knew McGonagall's temper, and it was useless to say more.

The other guests also secretly remembered that they were ready to come early in the evening to line up and try this mysterious new product.

"Father, look! The dragon moves! While everyone was chatting, Amy suddenly exclaimed with some excitement.

Julian took five steps forward, and the fluttering snowflakes had turned into a blizzard, and the whirring wind raged within a radius of a hundred meters, and a thick layer of snow had accumulated on the ground.

But standing a hundred feet away, the surroundings of Crassus were dry, and all the wind and snow would automatically separate when they reached him, as if there was an invisible barrier, and within a meter of his body, it was completely shielded.

A flame seemed to rise from the staff of a mage who was more than a person tall in his hand, and the fiery red light looked a little hot, more like a warm light in the blizzard.

The frost dragon had completely condensed, its wings flapped, and the blizzard became more urgent, and vaguely three small whirlwinds appeared under its wings, rapidly spinning and growing.

"Julian, more than ten years have passed, and it seems that you still haven't made any progress." Crassus looked at the frost dragon in mid-air and didn't rush to make a move.

"You're getting older." Julian sneered at each other, waved the magic wand in his hand, and shouted: "Salted tofu brain is orthodox, you heretic who eats sweet tofu brain, suffer death!" ”

The frost dragon in mid-air then let out a dragon roar, opened its huge dragon's mouth and highlighted three sharp ice picks, which flew out and turned into three, three into nine, and in the blink of an eye, it had turned into twenty-seven half-meter-long ice picks, stabbing towards Crassus like ten thousand arrows.

"The guy who eats salted tofu brain, today the old man will let you see what is orthodox!" Crassus also had a straight face, the mage staff in his hand was lifted upward, and a huge fireball with a diameter of one meter appeared, heading straight towards those flying ice picks, and exploded directly in mid-air at the moment when the two collided, twenty-seven ice picks were shattered almost at the same time, half were directly vaporized, and the rest fell to the ground with a clatter.

Listening to this conversation, the guests would have completely believed McGonagall's words, these two were really fighting for the taste of tofu brains.

"Wow, Grandpa Half-Beard really knows how to fireball, and he looks so powerful, and he can explode!" Amy's eyes widened, her eyes full of excitement.

"Does Xiaomi want to learn?" McGonagall looked at Amy and asked with a smile, the choice is up to him now, and he can choose what Amy likes.

"Yes." Amy nodded, her eyes were full of anticipation, but her eyes fell on the giant dragon in the sky again, and she said a little entangled: "But the dragon that Grandpa Turtle Shell conjured up is so powerful, if Xiaomi can also conjure a dragon, can you sit on it and fly?" ”

"Do you want to learn this?" McGonagall asked with a smile, in terms of the wonder of magic, Julian's ice magic is indeed more interesting than Crassus's simple and crude fireball technique, both interesting and watchable, and it must be more popular with children.

"Yes." Amy thought seriously for a moment and nodded.

"In that case......" McGonagall muttered as she looked at the two men not far away, lost in thought, she didn't expect Amy to want to learn both, it was a problem.

And Crassus, who shattered the ice picks in the sky with a fireball technique, did not wait for the frost dragon to attack again, but looked at Julian a hundred meters away, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Even the real dragon can't stop me, how can you be a fake one to stop me, let's settle the grudge of the year today." ”

As soon as the words fell, wonderful silver-white runes appeared on his legs, and his body shook and rushed in the direction of Julian.

"Humph!" Julian was not flustered, and with a wave of his magic wand forward, thick walls of ice appeared in front of Crassus, trying to stop him from moving forward.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the first wall of ice turned into ice chips under the mage's staff, followed by a series of shattering sounds, almost like a sound, Crassus's figure almost turned into an afterimage, rushing towards Julian, and all the ice walls in front of him along the way turned into ice chips under the mage's staff.

From the beginning to the end, there was not the slightest magic fluctuation on the mage's staff, and it was held in Crassus's hand as if he was holding a burning stick, and smashed all the way, making people feel that this was a powerful knight, not a magician.

"In that case, will sleep win in the end?" Someone asked curiously.

"I think it should be the black-robed magician who will win, it's the Frost Dragon, such a terrifying existence has been summoned by him, and his strength is absolutely terrifying!"

"I think it's Lord Crassus who will win, he is the royal family of the Los Empire, and his strength should not be underestimated!"

As soon as this question came up, the guests standing at the door quickly argued.

"Lord Crassus, be sure to win! Justify the name of the sweet party! Yabeemia clenched her little fists and prayed in her heart.

Although she felt a little intimate looking at the frost dragon, she didn't have the slightest intention of compromising and easing when it came to the taste of tofu brain.

"This is supposed to be the so-called melee mage, right?" McGonagall raised her eyebrows, no matter how brilliant the record in the information was, it was not shocking to look at this scene in person, a magician, but so terrifying in speed and strength, this can be said to be a knight who has been delayed by magic.

"Wow, Grandpa Half-bearded is so powerful, Father, I want to learn this!" Amy's mouth opened wide and she exhaled softly.

"Huh?" Julian tilted his ears slightly, heard Amy's words, his face turned a little colder, and the magic wand in his hand pointed at Crassus, and the frost dragon in mid-air flapped its wings and flew straight down, and the hideous dragon head opened its mouth and bit down towards Crassus.

"This bite will kill people!"

Someone shouted softly, and some of the timid people had closed their eyes, not daring to look any further.

"Come down, and you'll die." Crassus looked at the hideous dragon head, but he didn't have half a fear, he stepped out, and he actually jumped three meters high, grabbed one end of the mage's staff with both hands, and smashed it towards the frost dragon's head.