The glow of magic bloomed in the eyes and filled the sky with splendor.

Brilliant colors envelop the square, heralding the end of another race.

"Please prepare Ning Moxi and Guo Qing in the eighth field."

Mo Xi heard this sound when he came back to his senses.

Get ready?

What to prepare?

"Come on, Ning Moxi, I believe you can!"

Mo Xi was confused, but he probably guessed that it was a game or something, and it was hard to shirk it at the moment, so he had to nod lightly and say that he would do his best.

Following the instructions to the competition table, Mo Xi raised his divine eyes without a trace, taking in everything around him.

Soon, she understood the current situation.

She is a fourth-year student at the Cloud Silk Academy of Magic, and she is currently representing the academy in the Eight Colleges Magic Competition.

At this moment of knowing the situation, she was lucky.

Better than magic.

She touched the magic wand in her pocket to make sure she was familiar with it, and slowly came to the venue.

The big question now is not how to win the game, but how to prevent yourself from going too far out of line.

If she uses magic that even the magistrate doesn't recognize, that's a problem.

First of all, it is necessary to understand what kind of level she should have at this age.

But I don't really need to worry about it, anyway, the person who competes with her must be the same age, and when the time comes, see what he does, it should be almost the same as defeating people once again.

Standing on the competition stage, Mo Xi glanced at the person opposite.

is a blonde boy, who should be about fourteen or fifteen years old, so it seems that the original owner should also be this age.

The surrounding magic shield was raised, presumably to prevent the magic used by some gifted geniuses from being so lethal that it spread to the audience.

Mo Xi adhered to the principle that the enemy does not move, and there is no further move after pulling out the magic wand, and only looks at the other party when the referee says that he will start, and has no intention of making the first move.

The boy named Guo Qing on the other side reacted diametrically opposed to her, and began to recite the spell when the referee's words fell.

As soon as Mo Xi heard him open a few syllables, he immediately knew that he wanted to cast a flame-attribute attack magic.

In this case, it is best to defend with a water shield, but if she rashly casts a water shield, what if the magic she uses is something that the original owner has not learned.

Just as he was thinking about it, a fire attack appeared on the opposite side.

Forget it, magic is ten thousand, if they are suspicious, she will fool her around, anyway, theoretically, there should be no one better than her.

The blazing wind blew in with the heat, and the exclamations of outsiders were heard inside.

Mo Xi raised his eyes slightly, raised his hand and recited a spell that he hadn't recited for an unknown number of years, and cast a water shield at the moment when the flames were on his face.

As soon as the water shield appeared, it collided with the flying fireball, and a large amount of water vapor appeared on the scene.

The water shield fireballs canceled each other out, and no one side had the slightest advantage.

Neck and neck!

Probably the audience loves to watch this, and the cries keep ringing.

Mo Xi was not idle, cast a wind magic, and directly condensed the water vapor in one place and rolled it back.

Seeing this, Guo Qing secretly said that it was not good, but the spell he had recited before had not been completed, and it was difficult to suddenly change it to defensive magic now, so he could only speed up the incantation.

Mo Xi deliberately didn't let him lose too ugly, and deliberately let the wind slow down a little, so that the gathered high-temperature water vapor just collided with the fire magic he cast again.

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