Chapter 221: Luo Bing's Heart Fights Hard (3)

"What is he doing here? Does a simple first-level fireball technique work? ”

Seeing Zhang Yang's magic, the audience was full of discussions, and they didn't know his intentions at all.

Although the fireball technique he used at this moment was much larger than that of ordinary fireballs, there was still no fundamental difference in the strength of his magic. With such an attack, it is estimated that Luo Bingxin can easily block it with an ice shield in his hand.

"Yuzu, isn't this kid crazy?" Mu Luoluo also asked with some confusion.

Who knows, Yuzu frowned, pointed to the field and said, "No! He's very smart, you look at the ice slag on the field. ”

After this reminder, Mu Luoluo and Qinghua both saw the meaning of Zhang Yang.

If you want Luo Bingxin to have nowhere to hide, you must make it impossible for her to cast the ice refraction. In this way, the first thing Zhang Yang has to solve is the ice slag that can be seen everywhere on the field.

As the temperature of the fireball gradually increased, the ice slag in the entire ring melted at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a few breaths, there was no ice slag in the ring that Luo Bingxin could use to refract ice.

Although Luo Bingxin on the other side knew Zhang Yang's plan, she was powerless. After all, this is a ring match, and she can't defeat the rising fireball with her fanfare. In this way, a small level 1 magic turned the tide in an instant!

Luo Bingxin, who fell into passivity, forced herself to calm down, and now this situation was beyond her control. As long as Zhang Yang locked her position again and charged herself with the wrath of the Fire God, she would have no possibility of dodging at all.

"One move to decide the winner!"

Luo Bingxin glanced at Zhang Yang opposite with a resolute look in his eyes, and the silver staff in his hand immediately lit up with a bright silver light.

Zhang Yang was also infected by her pride in fighting against the water, and immediately laughed and said: "Okay! As you wish! ”

Luo Bingxin and Zhang Yang both used their strongest magic, a fourth-level fire god guard, and a third-level frost spear!

The two are connected and do not explode as directly as they did at the beginning. Instead, the ice-blue spear and the fiery figure began a stalemate.

Obviously, the two of them are constantly strengthening their magic output and maintaining their attacks.

Zhang Yang is okay, after all, he has broken through to the middle level, and the reserves and quality of magic power are much higher than Luo Bingxin's.

With the passage of time, Luo Bingxin's pale little face was no longer bloodless, and beads of sweat the size of beans continued to fall from his forehead.

"No! I have to persevere, I want to win! ”

Luo Bingxin shouted in his heart, and at the same time increased his magic output without hesitation、、、

"Oops! If this continues, Bing Xin will be seriously injured. Yuzu in the audience immediately sensed that something was wrong and said very worriedly.

"So、、、 what are we going to do?" Mu Luoluo's eyes were full of anxiety, and he looked like an ant on a hot pot.

Just as everyone held their breath and waited for the final result. Luo Bingxin finally couldn't hold it anymore, or rather, her frost spear couldn't hold it.

There was a "boom" explosion, and the crystal frost spear was instantly engulfed by the flames.

Wave after wave of explosions began to spread、、、

The referee teacher next to him, who had been preparing for a long time, did not hesitate to make a move, and dragged Luo Bingxin, who was out of strength, out of the explosion range.

"The game is over, the basic elements are in the first class, Zhang Yangsheng wins!"

As soon as the words fell, Yuzu and the others immediately rushed to Luo Bingxin's side.

"Are you alright? Bingxin, wake up! Mu Luoluo put his arm around Luo Bingxin, who was out of strength, and shouted anxiously.

"It's okay! She's just out of strength. Give her this to eat. Yuzu said, handing Mu Luoluo a rhubarb pill.

At the same moment, Zhang Yang, who had won, also showed his figure, his face was pale, and he was obviously injured a lot.

He took a deep look at Luo Bingxin, who was unconscious, didn't say anything, and staggered out of the ring.