Madias's strength is indeed unfathomable, the fourteenth-level magician in front of him, there is no resistance at all, and it only lasted less than eight minutes before he was seriously injured by an air explosion, and for a while, he saw a bloody scene...... Rao is the thousands of magicians in the audience, most of them are used to seeing blood, and at this time they can't help but shake their heads secretly, Madias's surname is indeed problematic, once or twice can be said to be an accident, but it is like this three times in a row, it can only show that Madias is deliberate, he simply wants to hurt the opponent, there is no grudge and no reason, purely because of interest, or just he wants to do this.

Even Herza couldn't help frowning, this Madias was indeed too much, even if he won the final victory, he would never be suitable to be in charge of a new magic guild, this must be written into the report...... As for the subsequent games, it was simply a formality.

Medellin really didn't talk nonsense, the thirteenth-level peak magician was indeed in the state of the end of the crossbow, as soon as he walked onto the Dawn Square, Lin Li already felt that this person's magic fluctuations were too weak, not at all like a magician with thirteenth-level strength, but like a magic apprentice who had not yet been able to put on a robe.

"Magician Ferry, please be merciful." What will be the result of this game, the two of them are clear in their hearts, Gordon walked up to Dawn Square with a pale face, and said in a very low-key manner.

"Gordon Magician is too polite......" Lin Li smiled, and with a wave of the Firmament Staff in his hand, an elemental shield was released in an instant.

"Thank you."

This is a game full of tacit understanding, Lin Li told the other party with an elemental shield that he would not do anything out of the ordinary, and Gordon, who was grateful, did not try to break the net, the whole process was as if it had been discussed, Gordon used his weak strength to attack as soon as he came up, and Lin Li just resisted with the elemental shield, and sometimes counterattacked with the wind blade, until the tenth minute, Lin Li released a frost touch as if he was not careful, and ended the game smoothly.

"This young man is not bad......" Herza sat in the VIP seat and nodded with satisfaction, with his vision of decades of magic, how could he be hidden by the performance of the two? From the moment that Garros mage held up the elemental shield, he knew that this must be a fake match, otherwise with his strength, how could he use the elemental shield? To put it mildly, he didn't even need to use magic to deal with Gordon at the end of the crossbow, and two random knocks with his staff were enough to knock him half to death...... That's good, though...... The new guild that is about to be established on the Plain of Light Wind needs more than just a powerful president, there is a real mix of dragons and snakes, and various forces are a hundred times more complex than Orana, and it is not a simple matter to gain a foothold there, in addition to the need to deter the evil forces with absolute power, it is also necessary to use means such as pacifying and dividing the division, strong power is important, and smooth means are also indispensable.

When this was decided, Herza asked Anthony, one of the arbiters, what kind of people would be best suited to lead the new magic guild. Herza remembered that Anthony's answer was - the more hypocritical, the better!

There is no doubt that the following Garros magician is an absolutely hypocritical person, and he can sell so sincerely with his effortless favors, talent—absolute talent!

Moreover, the relationship between this Ferre and Hoffman seems to be quite good, if he is in charge of the new guild, there will definitely be no problem on the side of the Flash Gold Chamber of Commerce, and maybe when necessary, he can also get some financial support, which is definitely an ideal thing for a newly established magic guild.

Of course, how to decide the specific will have to wait for the results of the game to come out, after all, the rules have been set, and even if you want to change it, you can't change it too outrageously.

In less than half an hour, two of the top six matches have been completed, and only one group remains, Masson vs. Gryffindor!

"Damn, why is Lao Tzu so unlucky......" Masson stood on the edge of the Dawn Square, his face wrinkled with bitterness.

"This ......" Lin Li scratched his head, not knowing what to say.

Even fools know that Masson against Gryffindor is simply equivalent to an egg smashing on a stone, and there is no chance of winning at all, logically speaking, he should advise Masson to be realistic now, don't lose too badly, but this kind of thing, how can you let him say it? So Lin Li could only shake his head and sigh, and didn't say anything...... "I know you want to persuade me to admit defeat honestly, lest I lose too badly later......" But even if he didn't say it, Masson knew what he was thinking in his heart, only to see him look at Lin Li very depressed, and then muttered there: "I want to admit defeat honestly, but I'm afraid that Gryffindor bastard won't agree...... |

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"Hey, let's die, if it doesn't work, I'll admit defeat myself, I don't believe that I've admitted defeat, he Gryffindor still dares to continue chasing me!" After Masson finished speaking, he walked up to Dawn Square with his head held high, leaving Lin Li stunned...... Gryffindor stood in the middle of Dawn Square, staring at his opponent with a pair of eyes, Gryffindor remembered, this guy was Ou Ling's roommate, what was the name Mark or Masson, when he was in the spell test hall that day, it was this guy who ruined his own business, if he hadn't pulled Ou Ling away, Ou Ling would have died under his own hands, how could he still come to Dawn Square to watch the game like now...... By the way, there's that guy named Ferrey!

This Garros hillbilly simply doesn't take himself seriously, Gryffindor has heard it said, at least half of the reason why Ou Ling can still stand here is because of him, as soon as he thinks of this, Gryffindor can't wait to kill these two guys, damn, you dare to save the person I Gryffindor wants to kill, you are determined to get along with me, right?

Well, since you're so ignorant, don't blame me for being too ruthless.

That Ferre must not be let go, but before that, let him and Ou Ling see how he tortured and killed their roommate...... Looking at Masson who walked up to Dawn Square step by step, Gryffindor secretly sneered in his heart, do you think that if Audwin has a magic pattern, you are absolutely safe? It's just a joke, the four master-level magic patterns are at most just a reduction in magic damage, in front of a real great magician, what is the magic pattern? Even Madias's kind of waste knows how to exploit loopholes, let alone me, Gryffindor? Look, I'll make you suffer all the pain before slowly shedding the last drop of blood, and then go to deal with the hillbilly from Garros...... "Why are you ......" Masson stood on the Dawn Square, looking at Gryffindor not far away, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"You'll find out later......" Gryffindor sneered at the corners of his mouth, staring at Masson like a big bad wolf staring at a white rabbit.

Masson swallowed hard: "I, I, I...... I warn you, but don't mess around......"

Gryffindor gave Masson a contemptuous look and said nothing more, just stood there quietly, waiting for the referee to announce the start of the match.

"Looks like both of you are ready, so now the game begins!"

As the referee said "start", Gryffindor suddenly moved, only to hear a rapid incantation chanting, followed by a mind control ...... "Damn, this little bastard ......" Medellin stood on the edge of the Dawn Square, and scolded viciously, this little bastard is worthy of being a disciple of Norsen, and it can be seen from this mind control alone that this little bastard's scheming is exactly the same as his teacher.

Gryffindor is definitely accurate early in the morning, Mason, who has just entered the combat state, will definitely be jealous of himself, and the magic of mind control, what he is most afraid of is this situation, once he has a fear in his heart, he must not be able to keep his mind calm, once the mind control finds a glimmer of opportunity, the next battle is almost completely free to fight, how can a controlled waste wood pose a threat to the person who controls him?

Sure enough, as Medellin expected, Gryffindor controlled the past, the expression on Marson's face suddenly froze, and three firestorms shot in a row, setting off a dazzling fire in Dawn Square in an instant, but unfortunately, the target of these three firestorms was not his opponent, but the stone slab paved on Dawn Square...... For a while, I saw a firelight, and the fine stones were splashed all over the sky, and the two referees were smashed several pieces in a row because they were too close, and these small stones were not fatal, but they were hot and painful when they hit people.

The time of mind control is usually more than five seconds, and now Gryffindor is the Great Magister, and the difference in strength between the two sides is too large, so that the time that Masson was controlled is also particularly long, and after releasing three flame storms in a row, he barely broke free from the shackles of his mind and regained control of his mental power.

"Damn, this guy is really powerful...... Mason released three flamestorms in a row, and his magic power was gradually exhausted, and he finally broke free from mind control, and hurriedly took a few steps back, while trying to hold up an elemental shield...... Who knows, all this seems to have been expected by Gryffindor, and before Masson's elemental shield could be propped up, Gryffindor had already released a magic feedback, cutting off the magic channel that Masson had just built in an instant......

(To be continued)