The flames burned the water vapor dry, and a strong hot wind swept towards Mo Xi.

Mo Xi sensed the surging wind element, and saw Guo Qing raise his magic wand again and cast wind magic.

The head is spinning very fast.

With a soft compliment in his heart, Mo Xi raised his magic wand again and recited the spell at will.

A gust of wind blew from the side, blowing all the hot air in front of him, and the fireball slammed into the shield, sending ripples of magical energy with it.

Guo Qing was shocked in his heart, and his hand grabbed the magic wand tightly.

How can it be? She can make two fireballs with superimposed magic redirection with one wind magic!

Could it be that she is good at wind magic? But isn't it wood magic on the data?

Mo Xi waited for a while, but didn't see him move again, and was slightly stunned, "No moves?" ”

No, fourth-graders, they should have learned a lot.

swept across the audience, the audience was watching, Mo Xi thought, isn't she waiting for her to make a move?

But what kind of magic should I use?

Mo Xi had a flash of inspiration and called for the hairball.

"Furball, memory."

The hairball sitting in the audience was slightly stunned,

"Hmm."

At the same time, Guo Qing also looked at the audience and found his mentor in the crowd.

Try that magic.

Guo Qing made up his mind, first applied several layers of defensive magic to himself, and began to chant spells.

This magic was new to him, and he had used it a few times before to help him win narrowly in the ring.

He had cast three small spells before, and he could only cast this one last spell.

If he can't defeat the other party, then he can only lose.

Mo Xi closed his eyes lightly, sorted out the memories in his mind, and waved his magic wand.

From her petite, there are young shoots that appear, quickly covering the whole stage.

When Guo Qing saw this scene, he was shocked, the incantation in his mouth remained unchanged, and he quickly raised his feet to avoid it, but in the blink of an eye, the grass had grown all over the platform.

I was almost so nervous that I stopped my thoughts, but I found that the grass was not aggressive.

Guo Qing was stunned, and everyone in the audience didn't understand what Mo Xi was doing.

At this moment, after Guo Qing's incantation was recited, the hot air swept through the audience, but within a moment, the hot air seemed to be precipitated, and the hot wind that was originally about to condense rushed to the grass.

The growing trend of the tongue of fire dancing in the air came to an abrupt halt and stopped in mid-air, as if it had been cut off from the power of subsequent growth, and as if it was restrained by something, shaking and twisting.

Where did Guo Qing think of such a scene, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at the girl opposite who was casually waving a magic wand.

Although she didn't show a relaxed posture, her casual appearance seemed to hold everything in her hands.

Large drops of sweat fell from his forehead, Guo Qing withdrew the defensive magic array, and used his last strength to keep chanting spells, wanting to help his large-scale fire attack magic.

However, it backfired, no matter how much he blessed it, the fireball still stopped at its previous size, without the slightest intention of getting bigger.

Only the wind around it became stronger and stronger, sucking all the blessed heat into the grass.

The thin lips were bloody, Guo Qing felt that his strength had been hollowed out, and he could only command the fire magic that had not yet taken shape to attack Mo Xi.

Now he can only pray that the other party is also as exhausted as he is, and has no strength to resist.

But the reality is always cruel, the fireball has become smaller all the way, and when it reaches Mo Xi's face, there is not much left, at this time, a vine stretches out from Mo Xi's feet, curls up into a standard, meets the last flame, and quickly loses water and withers.

At the same time, the last flame is completely gone.

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