Under normal circumstances, there is nothing wrong with Lan Lin's compressed wind blast ball. Because even if he is a great magician, he can't see that Lanlin's magic structure is unstable at all, and even if he knows, he can't find a point that affects this structure.

But unfortunately, Lan Lin met him.

He was a great magus in his previous life, and as long as Lan Lin kept using this flawed magic, he could play with him until he died.

"No, I'm going to try again!"

Listening to the ridicule of everyone in the audience, Lan Lin was also red-faced. He has been practicing this compressed wind blast ball for two months, and there was no problem when he used it before, how could he have frequent problems when he solved the ice flame?

"I don't believe it!"

Lan Lin said, compressing the wind blast ball again. Compressing the magic element, that is a compulsory course for almost every sixth-level magician, if he can't use it, it will be a disgrace to the sixth-level magician.

At this time, he carefully recalled the steps, recondensed one, and after repeated confirmation, he raised his sword and rushed straight at Bingyan.

However, the tragic thing is that this time the result is no different from the previous one, a violent explosion sounded, and the green light point exploded again in advance.

"That's too bad, isn't it? ”

"What a piece of crap. ”

Looking at Lan Lin's performance, the audience off the field is becoming more and more calm. I have to say that Lan Lin's performance is in stark contrast to Bing Yan. A fourth-level magician of Bingyan can challenge by leaping two levels, and this Lan Lin drank a demonic potion, and he couldn't even use the basic magic of a sixth-level magician.

"I don't believe it yet!"

Lan Lin's face was very ugly, and he failed three times in a row, which could be said to be extremely bad luck. He is still going to fight this magic bar today, two or three times may fail, but ten times, twenty times, he doesn't believe that he won't succeed once!

"Bang Bang Bang"

Every sword Lan Lin stabbed at Bing Yan was an early explosion, and he attacked Bing Yan again and again, but failed again and again.

"This, this is too unmagical!"

Lan Lin's face turned red, his mentality was on the verge of collapse, as soon as this incident came out today, even if he won Bingyan, he would have to become the laughing stock of the whole training camp.

And Lange on the stage also hid his face with his hands. He called these people here to see Bingyan make a fool of himself, but he didn't expect that it was his son who made a fool of himself, how did this guy usually learn?

"I say, can you change your magic?"

At this time, even Bingyan couldn't help but speak. It's not that he said, this Lan Lin is too hard-headed, right? For more than ten minutes, this thing has been trying that problematic compression wind blast ball.

As a result, the speed potion he drank for so long didn't come in handy at all, and his second brother also followed Bai hard for more than ten minutes. The pants in the training camp were very tight, and he felt like his dick was about to be torn.

"Shut up!"

Lan Lin was annoyed and angry, and once again raised his short sword, secretly aiming at the stigma of Bingyan.

"Huh?"

Just as he was about to condense the Wind Blastball, he suddenly found that the magic power in his body seemed to be drained, and he suddenly became a lot weaker. At this moment, Lan Lin's face instantly turned pale, and his eyes were also full of horror.

"It's time!"

At this time, Lan Lin suddenly realized that he had taken the demon potion! Now that the effect of the demon elixir had passed, he would turn back into the original weak sixth-level magician......

And he looked at Bing Yan, but found that Bing Yan's eyes became fierce, obviously he also discovered this.

"Bing, Bingyan, we have something to say!"

"Get out!"

Bing Yan didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and rushed up and gave him a dragon flame. At this time, he was also very speechless in his heart, he calculated everything, but he didn't expect Lan Lin to be so stupid. Knowing this, he would have been able to save even the speed potion.

With a flash of red light, the power of the dragon flame also invaded Lan Lin's body, directly disintegrating Lan Lin's defenses.

"I'll give you another ball of fire elemental!"

Thinking of what happened to Feng Zhen yesterday, Bing Yan punched Lan Lin in the lower abdomen again, and forcibly punched into a ball of fire element. This fire element is to avenge Feng Zhen.

Lan Lin only felt as if he had been hit by a hammer, and flew out upside down in an instant, and then fainted to the ground.

"And ......"

Bing Yan glanced at Lan Lin's stigma again, Lan Lin's idea of wanting to abolish his stigma, he was also very clear. There were so many swords he had stabbed just now, and each sword was aimed at his stigma. Once it may be unintentional, twice it may be accidental, but three or four times dozens of times, then it can't be washed.

"Forget it, let's give Feng Zhen a chance to take revenge with his own hands. ”

Bingyan thought for a moment, and also withdrew his hand. Now that Lan Lin is abolished, Feng Zhen has no chance of revenge.

"Mr. Lange, the exhibition match is over, is my performance okay?"

Bingyan spread out his hand, with a playful smile on his face.

"But, yes, it's the most talented man in our training camp......" Lange forced out a smile, but it was more ugly than crying. He originally wanted to make Bingyan ugly, but he didn't expect that it was his son who made a fool of himself.

At this time, the other students under the ring also did not speak. Before the start of the game, they were arrogant and had a lot of opinions about Bingyan's "most talented" title, but after seeing Bingyan's power, they no longer had such thoughts.

None of them could defeat a sixth-level magician when they were a fourth-level magician.

If there's anything lucky, it's that Bingyan hasn't grown yet. Although he is powerful, he is only a fourth-level magician. If he grows up, then they don't have enough to see.

"Mr. Lange, since it's all right, I'll go back first. ”

Bingyan said with a flat face, and slowly got down from the ring.

"Feng Zhen, let's go. ”

"Oh...... Good!"

Feng Zhen was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and hurriedly followed behind Bingyan.

So, under the surprised attention of everyone, Bingyan also left the area of the game, leaving a handsome back......

"Eh, Feng Zhen, let's go faster!"

After leaving everyone's sight, Bing Yan's expression suddenly became strange.

"Brother Bingyan, is something wrong?" Feng Zhen raised his eyebrows, obviously a little confused.

"Ahem, just hurry up anyway!" Bingyan coughed lightly, his expression a little embarrassed. The game is over, but the effect of his medicine is not over! He must change into looser pants immediately, or he will be broken sooner or later.

"Oh......" Feng Zhen didn't know why, but he didn't ask much.

"Bingyan!"

At this moment, a girl's voice suddenly sounded behind Bing Yan, and the girl gently patted Bing Yan's shoulder and came to him again.