Seeing that I had put on the last piece of equipment, Carl on the other side couldn't help but exclaim, "What's the matter with the equipment you're holding?" ”

"Since it's a sparring partner, you have to have a sparring partner, so I'll use all my strength to accompany you to practice." I tested the toughness of the bowstring and spoke.

"Aren't you a warrior?" Karl, who was standing far away, pointed to the bow in my hand and said. "What's up with this bow?"

"Who told you I was a warrior?" I drew an arrow and put it on my bow, and pointed it diagonally downward, and spoke. "I'm an archer."

"This doesn't count as saying good!" Karl, whose expression was a little broken, yelled loudly.

"When did we agree on this, hurry up, I'm in a hurry." With that, I pulled my bow and aimed at Karl on the other side, waiting for Mike, as the referee, to give the start signal.

"Don't, I'll throw in the towel!" Karl exclaimed.

"The sparring fee is a gold coin plus a bonus of one gold coin, Xie Lu Xie patronizes." Despite all that, the arrow was still locked on Carl.

"We haven't started yet!" Carl angrily pointed his finger at me.

I silently pulled the bowstring apart a few minutes.

"Don't don't, I'll give the money!" Forced by the threat of force, Carl had no choice but to compromise.

"You vampire." Carl looked at me speechlessly.

"Don't worry, even if I'm a vampire, I'm a principled vampire." I happily put the two gold coins in my purse and said.

Mike took the contract he had signed earlier.

"Let's renew the contract, you can't use a bow and arrows as a weapon." Mike said as he handed me the deed.

Considering that these two are currently their employers, we have revised the contract a little more.

Under the rules of the ring, the most feared thing for ordinary magicians is the archers.

This is because no blessing magic is allowed until the match starts.

After the game starts, no matter how fast this magician's magic preparation, will it be faster than an arrow off the string?

Unless this magician can use magic instantaneously and bless himself with a magic shield or some other magic, he will definitely be killed in an instant.

Of course, if this magician is quick enough and has enough physical fitness, he can choose to dodge the flying arrows.

However, according to Mentor Louis, few magicians are able to sing while moving, gathering magical elements to prepare for magic.

After dodging at the beginning, in such a training ground with no cover at all, you will be forced to a dead end with one arrow at a time, and it is only a matter of time before you fail.

It doesn't look like these two people can move to cast spells.

So it's inevitable to change the contract, unless they're brain-dead to see if they're the faster at preparing magic or if my feather arrows are fast.

After re-entrenching the contract, Carl and I were back on the training ground.

"I'm going to make the 2 gold coins I just made back." Carl looked at me with a look of ill intent.

"Maybe you'll have to cry and shout again to surrender." I looked with interest at Carl, who had already thrown away the pads on the other side.

"Let's go!"

With Mike's loud announcement, the training match officially began.

As the game begins, Carl on the other side begins to sing magic.

Judging from the spell he sang, it seemed to be a wind-based acceleration.

Interesting.

According to Mentor Louis, it won't take more than 2 seconds for a skilled wind mage to apply the Acceleration for himself.

And judging from the length of the field, it is impossible for me to cross a distance of more than 100 meters in less than 2 seconds.

Looks like he's planning to use the Wind Acceleration to increase his speed first, and then go around with me.

Let's not talk about whether it's appropriate for a mage to fight with me for speed, can you be sure that my stamina will be exhausted before the acceleration magic is gone?

Besides, why should I choose to fight with you for speed?

In the surprised eyes of Carl, who was singing the magic of the Acceleration, I moved my hand, and a "magic missile" condensed on my fingertips.

With a thought, the rapidly firing magic missile streaked through a blue trajectory and flew towards Carl.

Interrupted by the "magic missile", attacked by the wind accelerator, or terminated the magic, gave up the magic of the acceleration and then dodged, Carl had no choice but to choose the latter.

Carl turned sideways, and the magic missile flew past his body.

Looking back, Karl, who was about to use the gap in the magic missile to launch a magic counterattack, saw that the second magic missile was close at hand.

"It's not magical!!"

In Karl's screams of surprise, anger, helplessness, and confusion, the magic missile smashed into Carl's head.

Carl, who was hit, flew out less than a meter and lay on his side on the ground, twitching slightly.

It's not going to be killed, is it?

How can it be!

Obviously there is still more than half of the blood bar, what is this, pretending to be dead?

I tilted my head and looked at Mike, who was the referee, suspiciously.

Mike entered the training ground, kicked Carl who was lying on the ground, looked at Carl who was turned over and faced up, and said to me, "You won." ”

What, this is defeated?

I walked up to look at Carl lying on the ground, and I shrugged helplessly.

Well, that's bad luck.

I've also seen Mentor Louis's magic missiles, which basically rely on incompatible attributes to deal damage.

But I don't know if it's because of the system or what's going on, in addition to the magic damage, it also brings some physical damage.

Although the damage is not particularly high, it is only slightly higher than the damage of stones thrown by ordinary people.

But as a magician with a fragile system, this time it can be regarded as a bearer, and Karl was directly knocked unconscious and fainted to the ground.

After some treatment from Mike (well, just holding a collar in one hand and slapping his face in the other), Carl woke up.

After glancing at Mike who had "woken up" himself, he looked at me angrily: "You are cheating! ”

"You don't want to for two gold coins." I glanced at Carl, who was still half-lying on the ground. "If you lose, you lose, and you still make excuses."

"You just hit me in the head with something, didn't you?" Carl, who I despise, said angrily.

Well, by the way, he sprayed Mike with saliva in his face.

Mike threw Carl, who was lying in his arms, to the ground.

"That eye of yours saw me throwing something, it's obviously a magic missile, okay?" I looked at Carl and said after condensing a magic missile in the palm of my hand.

"When will the magic missile be prepared so quickly?" Carl, who looked at me with a look of you lying to me, said. "Magic missiles don't feel like they've been hit by a rock."

"Children who refuse to accept reality." I shook my head.

Condensed and released 5 "magic missiles" in a row, smashing them on the ground next to Carl.

The whole process was extremely fast, and it took less than 3 seconds for the 5 magic missiles to be ready to be released.

The ground that hit the same spot in succession was visibly dented, as if it was caused by some kind of impact.

In the surprised eyes of the two, I pretended to blow my right index finger: "Do you want to learn, only a thousand gold coins." ”

What, system skills can't be taught?

It's like oh, then just fool them.

It's a big deal, just say that people's talents are different, hehe.

PS: I searched the Internet and found the production method of the nuclear bomb--!