Chapter 18: The Art of the Mist Servant

"Hey, I'm pretty skilled. Wang Qiao patted the dust on his body and said, "However, if you only have this ability, you can't see enough." ”

"I'll give you the same words back. Mu Xueqing, who had always been gentle, suddenly aggravated a lot, "I'll be defeated later, don't cry and go down." ”

Next, the audience can be said to have seen what it means to be a woman fighting.

I saw that Wang Qiao continued to use Fengxiang to bombard Mu Xueqing, and Mu Xueqing was also not to be outdone, one after another uninterrupted water dragons roared out of the magic array.

Boom! Boom!

The sky full of fire phoenixes and water dragons collided together, making bursts of explosions. Obviously, the diffuse mist had completely blocked the vision of the two, and they couldn't see each other's figures, but they still didn't choose to stop, and they still bombed forward like crazy.

The mana in the two of them was dropping rapidly, and the match that might have required a long stalemate now seemed to be over soon.

Not because one side is defeated by the other, but because if this continues, there will always be one person who will not be able to hold it first, and the mana will run out and defeat on its own.

"I'll go, it's just like that for the gods to fight, right?" Bai Yi watched everything that happened on the stage in a daze, and said to himself, "Isn't this a game?

After saying that, Bai Yi suddenly became excited, turned his head to look around, and found that there was no one else, and Mu Yang was still immersed in boundless sadness, and no one should have heard the words he muttered just now.

Forget it in private, if the two of them hear it, the posture shown in the stands will definitely blow themselves up into scum. Oh no, there's not even scum left!

Both the audience on the stage and Wang Qiao thought that the game had evolved to this point, and it would be a competition between the upper limit of the two mana. And her upper limit of magic element is already nearly eight hundred and fifty, which is already very high among her peers, she is confident that Mu Xueqing, even if she is not lower than her, will definitely not be high, at most she is about the same level as herself.

However, those who think so have miscalculated.

The five elders sitting on the high platform were as transparent as a mirror in their hearts, and as a strong party, they could see the trickiness at a glance.

"This kid is really smart. Burning bamboo said with a smile, "It seems that the little girl has lost her temper, but in fact she has planted a trap, and the more time it drags on like this, the more beneficial it will be for her." ”

Yulan also smiled and nodded, she found two good seedlings in two days, and Yulan's heart was already smiling, "That girl from Cangluan Academy is also talented, but she has a big temper." How could someone be so childish in the annual academy competition to compete with others for magic elements, she couldn't think about whether the other party was planning something?"

"What's wrong with a big temper?" Hearing Yulan complain about Wang Qiao, he retorted on the spot that he didn't deal with Yulan, "Fire mages are all short-tempered! This is not only the nature of fire mages, but this kind of heart is also helpful for the cultivation of fire element magic, why did it become a shortcoming in your mouth?"

"When did I say this is a shortcoming?" Yulan began to chew on the words, "I just said that she is a little anxious and doesn't think much about it." ”

There is another sentence that Yulan didn't say, that is, your temper is bigger than that girl, and I haven't said anything about you.

"That girl surnamed Mu is going to do it. Lin Zifeng suddenly interjected, directly attracting the attention of the two of them.

"The old lady has never lost a magic fight, you dead girl still want to win me with this?" Feeling the rapid passage of magic in his body, Wang Qiao gradually became a little powerless, and at the same time felt that Mu Xueqing's situation was similar, so he planned to provoke Mu Xueqing, wanting her to give up resistance and take the initiative to surrender.

However, Mu Xueqing ignored her, but raised her hand, and an extremely complex magic array was unhurriedly constructed.

"It's over. Mu Xueqing muttered softly.

At the same time as the construction of the magic array was completed, Mu Xueqing's little face turned white, and the whole person fell to the ground softly.

Under normal circumstances, the referee would have declared her a loser, but when the referee saw the magic she cast, his mouth widened and his eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible.

"Wait a minute, this seems to be the technique of the Fog Servant?" Song He said in surprise, and several others, including Yulan, were also taken aback, and their expressions were extremely exciting.

"Elder Yulan, is this really the Fog Servant's technique, or is it a magic similar to it?" Lin Zifeng was the first of several people to calm down, thinking about it carefully, he thought that what happened at the scene could not be what they thought of in their minds at all, and the two would never be the same.

"It's like······ It really is. There was a hint of uncertainty in Yulan's tone.

It's no wonder that several people have such a big reaction.

The art of the Mist Servant, this is a fifth-level magic. Although water mages can simplify the magic of the high realm and use it in the lower realm, the degree of simplification is not too exaggerated, and it is basically the magic that is simplified one realm higher. But if Mu Xueqing really used the Fog Servant Technique, then wouldn't it mean that she had the ability to simplify the magic that was two realms higher than herself? How could this be!

A thought suddenly popped up in Yulan's heart, even if no one else wanted it this year, Mu Xueqing must be recruited into the Snow Lotus Mansion! This is no longer something that can be described by the word talent, not to mention that there is no one who will come after him, at least Mu Xueqing's hand is definitely unprecedented.

Wang Qiao, who was bombing frantically in front of him, suddenly found that there no longer seemed to be the sound of a water dragon roaring on the opposite side, and even the voices of the surrounding audience had disappeared. Except for the fog, nothing else could be seen or heard.

"What's going on?" Wang Qiao was stunned, it was the first time she had encountered such a strange thing.

"Hey, are you unable to hold on! If you can't hold on, just say it! Just surrender, there's no need to waste time!" Wang Qiao shouted at the position of Mu Xueqing in his impression.

However, after waiting for a long time, she didn't receive Mu Xueqing's reply, and there was not even any movement in that direction, as if Mu Xueqing had disappeared completely.

"What the hell?" Wang Qiao began to notice that something was wrong, the woman's intuition told her that she was now eighty percent of the tricks, but she couldn't think of any tricks, "What kind of magic is this? Is there such a thing in water element magic?"

It's no wonder that Wang Qiao can't find out, the Fog Servant's technique is a fifth-level magic. To be more precise, all illusion magic must be above the fifth rank to be eligible for cultivation. It's not that Wang Qiao didn't know about the existence of illusions, but she never thought that someone would cast illusions in a battle of this level.

"Damn, what the hell is going on?" Wang Qiao gritted his teeth and ran towards Mu Xueqing's previous position, she felt that Mu Xueqing should have used some method to hide her aura, as long as she entered in front of her, she would definitely be able to pull her out. But the reality is that Wang Qiao ran away, and even Wang Qiao felt that he had run out of the ring, but let alone Mu Xueqing, he didn't even see a ghost.

At the same time, Wang Qiao finally realized that the feeling that he had not heard any movement before was real, not that the audience suddenly quieted down.

"Mu Xueqing, what the hell are you doing!" "When people encounter something unfamiliar to them and can't break free, they can't help but have a trace of fear, especially girls. Wang Qiao couldn't stand this feeling of not being able to perceive anything, so he could only shout loudly to give himself courage.

Compared with Wang Qiao, the visitors outside can see it clearly.

Just now, a magic array continued to enlarge from Mu Xueqing's hand, and at the same time, Mu Xueqing raised his hand slightly, and the magic array flew to the top of Wang Qiao's head.

A soft pillar of light projected out of the magic array, covering a circle around Wang Qiao, and the surrounding water mist was sucked into the pillar of light, wrapping Wang Qiao's entire person inside.

The audience could not see what was going on inside Wang Qiao, but they could hear Wang Qiao yelling.

"Mu Xueqing, where are you hiding! Come out for me!"

"Are you running out of mana? Surrender now! Don't waste everyone's time!"

"Are you dumb! Hurry up and reply to the old lady!"

Listening to Wang Qiao's spicy shouts, a group of listeners each covered their mouths and forcibly suppressed the unbridled laughter that wanted to break out.

The scene on the field is not so static, the audience can clearly see that the magic array is slowly moving towards the edge of the ring, while the mist inside always follows the movement of the magic array, not giving Wang Qiao a chance at all.

Wang Qiao was trapped in the illusion, unable to hear the outside sound, unable to see the scene outside, and even his sense of direction was affected by the illusion. Wang Qiao himself felt that he was walking around randomly in an orderly manner, but in fact, he moved towards the edge of the ring with the magic array.

Finally, everyone heard a heart-rending scream, and at the same time saw Wang Qiao's figure fall out of the ring, and his posture was very ugly and fell to the ground.