"Please go to the No. 9 ring within 5 minutes to fight, otherwise it will be counted as a waiver!"

Although Morey and the matchup were short, their matchup was not too fast, and several men in front of them had already ended their fights early.

Among them, Morey even unexpectedly saw Abbey. Gladstone's figure, though the slightly smaller and slender figure was now tightly wrapped in a burly set of magical armor, Morey recognized it at a glance.

"Victor, Abbey. Gladstone! ”

Abbe, who smashed her opponent with a punch, seemed to feel Morey's gaze, and turned her head to collide with Morey's gaze.

"Hmph."

His Royal Highness snorted coldly, but did not make any threatening moves, and only left the ring after the referee declared himself victorious.

Morey looked up at the big screen at Abbey. Gladstone's battle situation, only to find that His Royal Highness the prince has fought against each other three times, and won all three battles!

"The armor?"

Morey's strength is best known, but when he "encountered" on the balcony on the second floor of the ball, he was only a few positions away from Morey, how could his strength be hidden from Morey, who was amazingly perceived.

But now he has the appearance of a matchless, which makes Morey have to think of the hideous armor on his body.

In the box of the Augustinian family.

"That magic armor on Abbe is Caesar!"

"Hehe, 500,000 gold coins! He's really willing! ”

Andrei smacked his lips and sighed, just like the stumbling appearance of a vulgar farmer.

Tiffany glanced at his brother, who had no respect for aristocratic etiquette, but swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

Every time she asked the young master of the Augustine family to pay attention to the image, he always accepted it with a grin, and then did not hesitate to commit the second and third time, so after many times, even Tiffany learned to ignore his actions that did not have the slightest image of nobility.

......

Ring 9, not far from Morey, although there was a delay in front of Abbey's ring before, it only took Morey 3 minutes to get here, and his opponent, Chester. Main, however, was already waiting in the ring.

"Hello, I'm Chester. Main! ”

This mage from the Kingdom of Gvo looked polite and polite in a modest white mage robe, with his brown hair meticulously combed.

Although it was surprising that the opponent would be the first to smile and extend his hand in a gesture of friendship, Morey also put on a smile and extended his hand at the same time.

"Hello, I'm Morey. Faist! ”

There was no secret struggle, and the two hands were separated with a slight shake.

If it weren't for the obsidian-paved ring under his feet and the stern-looking referee next to him, Morey would have thought he had arrived at a banquet somewhere.

"I found that the mechanics of this ring are cruel to us mages!"

"If we run into a close match, one battle is enough to consume all of our spell slots!"

Chester, though old-fashioned, is surprisingly quite talkative.

Morey naturally discovered this, this kind of competition system is actually more conducive to those melee professions, after all, the opponent can still swing the weapon in his hand without skills, but the French professional can't always take the staff to knock it!

But this is also the back door that Duke opened for his son, who is called Bert. Is Gladstone a rune swordsman?

Of course, this is also reasonable to formulate such a competition system, after all, you can't take care of yourself as a spell caster, this coming-of-age ceremony can't be ten days and half a month!

Even if the conditions for participation were blocked, more than 400 young talents from all over the world participated in the coming-of-age ceremony.

The competition of so many people, in order not to affect the strength of both sides, there will be an obvious safety distance between the two rings, plus some extra-large rings required by special professions and the area required to arrange rune arrays, so although the area of the three layers is large enough, there are only 20 rings that can really be used.

So all the players on the field have to speed up in order to complete their tasks.

Therefore, Morey even had a malicious guess, whether the organizing committee learned that His Royal Highness Abbe was amazingly powerful and good at instant killing, so he deliberately used him to clear some players to speed up the screening.

"Are you ready?"

The referee obviously couldn't get used to the two people who thought of the ring as a tavern, and their already serious faces became even colder.

After getting the signal that both sides were ready, the referee gave the order, and the spell barrier was enveloped in the ring.

And when he heard the "start" command, the kind-looking Chester suddenly seemed to be a different person.

Rumble!

A towering ice mirror suddenly rose in front of Morey, and if he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been smashed by the ice mirror that suddenly rose from the ring.

Before Morey could react, nine huge ice mirrors had locked Morey firmly in a space less than 30 feet long and wide.

In addition to the obsidian ring slate, Morey's left, right, front and back, as well as the top of the arena appeared, if it weren't for the chill of the ice mirror itself, Morey would have thought that he had entered a circus mirror space.

The surroundings fell silent, and the cheers that could still be faintly heard disappeared completely, but Morey felt a mysterious qi machine lock him in the dark, and the heart that suddenly accelerated was also silently warning.

Gotta get out! It's dangerous here!

"The space is locked here."

"[Any Door] failed!"

Morey's face changed, this ice mirror is really weird!

"Baron Morey, don't waste your efforts, in my ice mirror space, you can't run!"

Suddenly, an image of a smiling Chester appeared on the ice mirror facing Morey.

"Oh?"

Morey looked incredulous.

"My Ice Mirror has turned this place into a realm of ice, freezing the space, and you will never be able to get out unless you can shatter the space!"

Chester explained in a serious way.

"Hehe, then I'll smash your ice mirror!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two fireballs carrying scorching energy smashed into the ice.

Rumble!

Rumble!

After two violent explosions, the ice mirror was actually intact!

"Hehe, I told you, why don't you believe it?"

"With such a strong ice element, you should have started to condense from the moment you entered the ring!"

With eight sturdy ice mirrors thirty feet tall and an octagonal ice mirror cover on top, Morey didn't believe that this Chester could be condensed in an instant.

If he really had such a spell attainment, the ice mirror that suddenly rose just now could directly smash him unconscious.

"Hehe, you found out!"

Chester was not embarrassed to be debunked at all, but looked like he was nothing.

"But now that I've set up the ice mirror, you surrender!"

"My Ice Mirror has infinitely strengthened the defense against the front, although the defense behind it is fragile, even if a child takes a hammer and knocks lightly, it will shatter, but because of this, the frontal defense can be even if it is an anti-level ninth-level spell [Meteorite Explosion]."

......

"Brother, how can there be such a spell. If this is on the battlefield, as long as there is an enemy outside to interfere slightly, won't this spell be broken? Tiffany asked, confused.

"Hehe, this person, if I'm not mistaken, should be a professional tournament mage."

An eerie glint flashed in Andre's eyes, but it was fleeting, and if it weren't for Tiffany's constant gaze on his brother, he wouldn't have noticed.

But she didn't have the heart to think about the deep meaning, but was attracted by a term.

"Tournament Mage?"

Tiffany had heard of such a classification of mages for the first time.

"Yes, it's a mage who specializes in various events or duels."

"We still have relatively few here, but there are many mages in the three empires who eat this bowl of rice."

Andre paused, and continued to analyze:

"His Ice Mirror has completely weakened the applicability of the battlefield, and it can only be used in an extremely harsh fighting environment!"

"But because of this, this spell can have extremely strong defensive capabilities."

"You also saw it just now, two fireballs smashed up but they couldn't hurt them in the slightest."

"Hehe, this Baron Morey is in big trouble!"

Andrei sat up slightly and looked at Morey with an excited expression.

How are you going to break the game?!

Tiffany didn't think about it so much, she just needed to know that this Baron Morey was going to be unlucky.