Gryffindor's face was pale, the inflammatory explosion just now, while breaking the open water shield, also brought serious trauma to his body, and now Gryffindor's left arm hung softly on his chest, and the finely made robe had already been burned to ashes, if it weren't for his right hand still holding the staff tightly, I'm afraid no one would have imagined that this young man who was embarrassed like a beggar was the first magic genius of Fran, who was still in high spirits a few minutes ago...... Even Gryffindor himself had to admit that his current situation was indeed very bad, a left arm had been broken by the impact of the Flame Explosion Technique, just a slight movement, it would immediately bring a cone-like pain, the skin on his chest was burned extensively, almost every breath, Gryffindor would feel a hot pain, in addition, there were countless wounds large and small...... Gryffindor knew very well in his heart that the power of the Flame Burst Technique was so powerful, if it weren't for the Source Water Shield to help him offset most of the damage, and the protection of the four master-level magic patterns under Audwin's cloth, he would have been turned into ashes by the blow of the Flame Burst Technique.

And that's not the worst of all...... For Gryffindor, running out of magic power is the real thing, in fact, until now, he still can't believe that the guy named Ferre actually used the fire explosion technique to exhaust his magic power, hell, sixty fire explosion techniques, this bastard is still not a human being?

Gryffindor was not the only one who couldn't believe it, just when Lin Li broke through the open source water shield with an Inflammatory Explosion Technique, the entire Dawn Square was already completely boiling, everyone was talking about the sixty Flame Explosion Techniques, all talking about this suddenly rising young archmage, and even Medellin, who had already known Lin Li, was rubbing his hands there with excitement at this time.

No way, sixty flame blasts are too perverted...... If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it even if he killed Medellin, there was such a perverted thing in this world, the magic power consumed by sixty flame blast techniques was simply an astronomical amount, and if it was replaced with ordinary great magician-level magic, it could almost hit for a day and a night.

Such a huge amount of magic can only be described as terrifying...... As for Hoffman on the side, his eyes were already shining, and he laughed out loud without grace.

"Damn, laugh at the fart......" Herza pursed his lips, his old face wrinkled, he knew what this dead fat man was laughing at, damn it, tens of millions of gold coins in hand, if he had changed himself, he would have laughed even more gracelessly than him...... Count this fat man lucky...... Although there are still two round-robin matches, even a blind man can see that this young magician from Garros will definitely be the final winner of this final, no way, this young man is really a little too perverted, even if Madias has been hiding his strength? No matter how strong he is, can he be stronger than an inhuman pervert? Look at what that guy named Fei Lei did just now, sixty flame explosion techniques blasted out, without even taking a breath, this terrifying magic power alone is far from being comparable to Madias, not to mention Madias, even if he is close to the legendary realm, I'm afraid he can't do this kind of thing, sixty fire explosion techniques, this is really a little too much...... "Hahahaha, old man Herza, you can just look at Lao Tzu to your heart's content......" Hoffman laughed as if no one was around, completely ignoring what Helza's mood was.

"Hehe......" Herza smiled, not angry at all, and thought to himself, Lao Tzu's eyes are red and you are a fart...... Yes, Hoffman did win tens of millions of gold coins, but so what? It's nothing more than adding an inconsequential number to the already huge wealth of the Flash Gold Chamber of Commerce, but what the Supreme Council got was an out-and-out perverted powerhouse!

At this time, Herza really wanted to remind the dead fat man beside him, don't you forget, this young man who blasted out sixty flame blast techniques is a member of the Garros Magic Guild, in other words, he is an out-and-out member of the Supreme Council, not to mention that after this final, a new magic guild will be handed over to him to manage, and at that time, as long as the Supreme Council is willing, he can use the power of this young man at any time, and the benefits in this middle are comparable to thousands of gold coins?

Damn, how could the Flash Gold Chamber of Commerce have such a stupid decision-maker, picked up the sesame seeds and lost the watermelon, and was still smiling happily there, laughing and laughing...... At this time, Lin Li had already walked in front of Gryffindor.

"I'm really sorry, Gryffindor magician, I accidentally won......" Lin Li smiled hypocritically.

"I warn you, you...... You'd better not mess around, it's a felony to hurt a guild deacon! Gryffindor endured the pain on his body, subconsciously shrank back, although his mouth said threatening words, but his face was full of frightened expressions, at this time, I am afraid that even a fool can see it, now he is already a strong outsider...... "Yes......" Lin Li stretched out a right hand with a puzzled face, and did not listen to how he chanted the incantation, he only felt that the magic fluctuations around him were distorted, and then he saw a ball of fire rising from his right hand and, after doing all this, Lin Li was not in a hurry to release the hand of flames, but while controlling the flames and sparing the palms of his hands, he stared at Gryffindor deadly: "That's great, I was wondering what the consequences of hurting the guild deacon would be......"

"You ......" The moment the fireworks rose, Gryffindor suddenly felt his eyebrows jump, and his right hand protected by his chest couldn't help but tremble slightly a few times, he never thought that what happened to Mason would come to him so quickly...... "Take it easy, Gryffindor magician, don't be so nervous, you know, I'm a person who doesn't like others to hurt my friend very much......" Lin Li smiled kindly, but he was not polite at all, just "friend" And at the moment when the word came out, a flaming hand had fallen violently, and in an instant, only a soft sound of "z" was heard, followed by a thick white smoke with a thick scorching stench......Ahh

Desperate struggle, miserable screams, even the two referees who were hiding far away, couldn't help frowning, this is simply a repetition of the last game, the same bloodshed and the same cruelty, but the abused person was changed from Masson to Gryffindor...... "Hey......" Medellin sat in the VIP seat, couldn't help but smile bitterly, this kid's temper really hasn't changed at all, he is still the same as before, and he will definitely get back ten times after suffering a little loss...... But then again, I blame Gryffindor, the little bastard, for not having long eyes, and I have already persuaded him, telling him not to provoke Ferrey, not to provoke Ferrey, the little bastard doesn't listen, and uses his identity as a guild deacon to pretend to be a big-tailed wolf, pretend, this is on the iron plate, damn it, this falls into the hands of Ferrey, you little bastard suffers...... However, this little bastard is a disciple of Nuosen after all, it seems that Anduin's old man is afraid that he will have a headache for a while...... "Damn, this kid looks like Sven, why is he so ruthless?" This bloody and cruel scene fell into Hoffman's eyes, and he was immediately dumbfounded, he had always thought that this young pharmacist was a Sven, but he didn't expect that he would be so violent and cruel when he started to do it...... It's no wonder that Hoffman thinks so, when he first participated in the exchange meeting, although Lin Li had two conflicts with people, but it was just a trivial matter, whether it was Milo or Erin, they had not touched his bottom line, so that they actually gave Hoffman the illusion of Sven people...... Medellin next to "Sven ......" The tip of his ear, when he heard this sentence, he almost choked to death by his own saliva.

Damn, when did this kid become a Sven too?

A guy who can break the limbs of the heir of the Maraton family because of a small injury to Orling, and a guy who almost killed Dalyan's own nephew because of the injury of his followers, will also be regarded as a Sven? It's really Sven, you're a big fucking watermelon...... "How's it going, Gryffindor Wizard, how do you feel?" Lin Li shook his hand and extinguished the remaining flame between his fingers, and then asked Gryffindor with a smile on his face.

"You...... What do you want to do? At this time, Gryffindor was like a frightened bird, and when he heard the other party's voice, he immediately subconsciously shrank back.

"What do I think? Hehe, Gryffindor magician, you are really humorous, it's time for you to ask me what I want......" Lin Li said this with a smile on his face, but his face suddenly changed, and he kicked Gryffindor in the chest: "You hurt Lao Tzu's two roommates in a row, and you still dare to ask Lao Tzu what he wants?" Okay, well, I'll tell you today, what does Lao Tzu want......"

Lin Li is a person with the strength of a forging grandmaster, how amazing the power of this kick is to go, not to mention that Gryffindor is seriously injured now, even if it is in its heyday, it is definitely going to be kicked out, and when he heard a miserable scream, Gryffindor's whole person was already like a general bow on the ground, one right hand covered his stomach stiffly, wailing and moaning, and the two referees not far away were secretly a little unbearable.

(To be continued)