Chapter Eighty-Five: Wit Wins

"Then the competition begins!" Dahan decided to strike while the iron was hot and let the competition start quickly, otherwise the opponent would react and there would be no chance.

The little man quickly walked to the center of the clearing, stood at a distance of about six steps away from Allen, and looked at Allen opposite with a nervous face, after all, it was the first time he had dealt with a magician, and he was a target for the opponent, if he really couldn't dodge, it was a trivial matter to embarrass the boss, who knew if the fireball would burn him to death, so he didn't dare to be careless as soon as he came up.

It's open! It's open! The wolf warrior mercenary group is 1.5 to 1.5, and the little magician is 1 to 3, everyone hurry up and place a bet! A scantily dressed, hot blonde walked out of the bar from behind the bar with a silver plate in her hand, this bar seems to often have guest competitions, the boss has long been accustomed to it, and will take the opportunity to open a gambling game, so today Allen and the wolf warrior mercenary group have to compete, and almost immediately launched a handicap with fixed odds.

There was a commotion in the bar, and some drinkers gathered around the girl and began to bet, and soon due to the huge difference in the betting ratio between the two sides, the boss adjusted the odds again, changing to 1.1 to 1 for the Wolf Warrior Mercenary Group, and 1 to 10 for the Little Magician.

Hearing this odds, even Alan himself stopped the game first, jumped out of the open space, and bet his only two gold coins on his body.

The white-clothed man at the head listened to the updated odds, and also smiled: "The odds of 1:10, I think it's worth the risk, I will press the little magician 5 gold coins." ”

At this time, Allen in the center of the venue faced the lean man, and began to dance, chanting, knowing that the magician was casting spells, and those who didn't know thought that the priest was sacrificing, Allen's voice became louder and louder, gradually attracting the attention of most people. To everyone's surprise, isn't it just a magic fireball? As long as the casting speed is fast enough, the fireball flies fast, and the two fast add up to make the opponent have no time to dodge, but looking at Allen's performance at this time, I don't know if I think I want to cast a large-scale fire magic of the Burning City!

Even the elite man on the other side became even more nervous, because he couldn't figure out what the hell the little magician on the other side was doing.

In front of everyone's eyes, after ten minutes of dancing with the descendant of the great magician Fama X, the air in front of him finally moved, and a fingernail-sized fire appeared out of thin air, and gradually began to grow, but before it could grow to the size of a bull's eye, suddenly the fire flickered sharply a few times, and then dissipated by itself with a "pop".

"Huh?" "Alan, sweating profusely, looked at the scene in front of him with a look of disbelief.

"I'm cao!"

"Oh, I'll go!"

"His uncle's!"

"Okay?"

"Is it Alzheimer's that Master Fox actually accepted such a disciple?"

“......”

The crowd erupted in exclamation, scolding, and sarcasm.

Alan wiped the sweat from his face, swallowed his saliva, raised a hand and said, "Before I officially cast the spell, I have one condition. ”

"On what terms?"

"I want to return the bet I made. ”

"No!" said one of the bar's waiters.

"On another condition, I'm going to use a wand!" Alan made a new one.

"No way!"

"Stinky and shameless!"

"Can you still have a good time?"

“......”

This time, all the people in the entire bar who bought Allen lost jumped out against it, and the loud noise almost tore off the roof.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" flew over from nowhere, and went straight to Allen's face, but fortunately Allen reacted quickly, and when he lowered his head, the leg of lamb flew past his scalp, bringing up a few strands of hair. Alan sniffed the aroma of the leg of mutton flying by, and frowned, the taste of this leg of mutton was not even as good as the West Street bar.

"Oh my eyes, which bastard threw the leg of mutton?"

"Boss, we seem to have met a superlative, completing the mission with him won't ruin the reputation of our regiment, right?" said a man in white with some concern as he looked at Allen's strange performance.

"I don't care about my reputation at all, I just want to get those five gold coins back, can I not gamble?" said the man in white who was the leader of the group crying without tears.

"A bunch of stingy people!" Alan said with his tongue stuck out, dissatisfied.

"Alan, I warn you, you've wasted one chance, and you have two more spell casting chances, and hopefully you'll be able to cast a spell successfully. The rugged man shouted at Alan, according to the rules, Allen's first chance to cast a spell was indeed wasted.

"Hmph! It seems that it will not work without showing some real skills. Eren pretended to say, then raised his hands and chanted a magic spell with his head up, so that the lean man standing six paces away from Eren began to get nervous again.

After a long chant, a fist-sized fireball finally condensed between Allen's raised hands, and then Allen lowered one arm and pointed at his opponent, while shouting, "Get down!"

The lean man, who was highly nervous, was staring closely at the fireball in Allen's hand, when he suddenly heard someone shouting "Get down", and he barely had time to think, so he instinctively reacted and fell to the ground. At this time, the fireball suspended above Allen's head slowly and leisurely flew towards him lying on the ground under Allen's urging.

The lean man realized that he had been tricked by Eren again, and in a fit of rage, he jumped high from the ground with his head, and the fireball passed under his feet, and the lean man dodged the blow beautifully. But at this moment, Allen's third blow suddenly shot, and as soon as it shot, it was a series of fireballs.

Eren was waiting for this moment, he suddenly increased the speed of the incantation chanting, and immediately three fireballs appeared in his chest at the same time, and instantly accelerated towards the opponent who had already jumped in the air.

Lianzhu fireball is the most powerful attack magic that Eren can drive at present, and he must rely on the assistance of strange stones, this trick Alan once used it once when he rescued Little Rick in the West Street Bar, and now he uses it again, although it has not been significantly enhanced in power, but Alan has improved his ability to control magic after actual combat training in Nanshan, so in terms of fireball flight control, this time it is more accurate.

Three fireballs, each along three routes, hit the opponent's upper, middle and lower three lanes, and Allen had already predicted the opponent's position when he shot, it can be said that unless the lean man can move sideways in the air without being able to borrow, he will be undoubtedly hit.

As soon as the little man jumped up, he saw three fireballs flying towards him, but the others were in the air, and there was no point to change the direction with their strength, so they could only shrink into a ball as much as possible to reduce the chance of being hit. Despite this, he only dodged one and two fireballs, but was hit by the fireball in the middle.