On the martial arts field, there was a dead silence. The strength shown by Yinchen far surpassed that of Shen Tao, who was in the second stage of entering the body. And Silver Dust's age...... No one dared to think about it anymore.

"Huh~~~ Finally passed the elemental compensation, and now you can use the water and fire series magic, right?" Yinchen himself is also secretly lucky, although his hedging physique is rare and precious, but sometimes he will find trouble, elemental compensation is the biggest problem, after using dark magic, Yinchen can only use light and dark magic for a period of time, and cannot use water and fire, until time passes or uses light magic to balance the dark magic, of course, there is also such a problem with the use of water and fire magic. To put it simply, Silver Dust can only use the water and fire systems alternately or the light and dark systems alternately, and cannot be used "across borders" like a dark magic street and an ice magic.

It may sound like a hassle, but if you use it well, it will definitely make your enemies ******** want more.

According to Yinchen's own habits, he first uses water and fire magic in battle, and only uses light and dark magic when he has played enough, because according to his own level, the power of light and dark magic is much greater than that of the other two systems, but the magic skills are also much less, because light and dark magic are the most difficult magic to learn in Gabroyle's civilization, even more difficult to learn than space and time. Silver Dust is desperately trying to mix the qualifications of the two types of light and dark mages, which is a very sensational event in Evil Luohai City.

To get back to the point, Silver Dust at this time is full of confidence, the "Introduction to Quantum Magic" of the Kanonicle civilization brought him not only a research direction, but also allowed him to deduce new magic formulas, and then calculated new magic spells without sleep, forming a new spell bit, in this way, it is equivalent to him quietly having a few more magic skills, water, fire, light and dark arcane.

"Come again!" "Come again!" Yinchen was full of confidence on his side, and Shen Tao had already adjusted his state back, although his shoulder was slightly burned, his hair was burned off, and his clothes were torn, but this small injury could not have any impact on his combat effectiveness.

This time, he has clearly realized the terrible nature of his opponent, fortunately, it is a competition of martial arts, if he fights to the death, who will not vomit blood if he fights to the death! Shen Tao calmed down, and then exerted his strength with both feet, and launched a staggered defense without any fancy points.

Silver Dust was taken aback by his movements, not that his actions were unexpected, but that his speed was far beyond Silver Dust's imagination.

The entry period and the Peiyuan period are really different. Yinchen thought as he retreated sharply, and then rushed forward like a right front, the two sides staggered, but the nearest distance was still one foot and five inches away.

Shen Tao hurriedly turned around and chased towards Yinchen, the competition entered the chase battle as he imagined, and his current advantage is the opponent's back door dead end, as long as he gets close to the opponent within a zhang, even if it is nine feet and nine inches, because people who practice martial arts know that facing the direction behind him, which is the so-called back door dead end, a monk can't defend against it no matter what.

But the problem is that Silver Dust is not a monk, and his "Clear Wind Decision" has not yet been introduced.

Shen Tao didn't know that his opponent at this time was a completely incomplete mage, a dangerous and powerful mage.

"The cold of deep snow. The usual back-cast spell was played by Silver Dust again, and a cold blue glow appeared on both of his hands.

In an instant, the people of the Demon Pavilions saw a terrifying sight they had never seen before. A world, a world composed entirely of a blizzard and an ice sword, centered on Shen Tao, unfolded within a radius of one zhang.

The earth turned into a frozen glacier, and broad-bladed ice swords quickly grew from the ground, and the air was suddenly filled with endless wind and snow, and the tiny snow particles that rested seemed to have no offensive power, but transmitted the deadliest element of the entire magic - the cold.

Xuan Bing quickly climbed up Shen Tao's legs, and even spread towards his waist and abdomen, and the gray-blue Gangfeng transformed into a powerful ghost and came out of his body, but it was frozen into pieces of gray-blue ice crystals by the violent low temperature, falling and shattering. The Gangfeng of the Demon Pavilion's Gangfeng is not a scorching thunder system, but a ghost system that is biased towards the cold and cold, and it really has no resistance in the face of low temperatures.

Yinchen turned around, he controlled the deep snow cold, the magic he was most familiar with, and did not let the power of the magic be too fierce, lest Shen Tao die of respiratory failure, and he was still firmly aware of the words "competition and competition".

"Almost, if it goes on like this, his leg will be finished. The silver dust only made the cold of the deep snow last for a second, only to make Shen Tao no longer chase after him, he raised his right hand, stretched out a finger, volleyed a little, and then shouted:

"Heartbreaker!"

He missed, and he deliberately aimed at a cluster of ice swords that were about five feet away from Shen Tao's left foot, not Shen Tao himself. After the spell, a thin flame erupted from Silver Dust's fingertips, but it was only three inches long, and it disappeared in an instant, but on the cluster of ice swords he was aiming at, a sky-high flame erupted in an instant without warning!

The fire was like a whirlwind, spinning and engulfing Shen Tao entirely, and the exclamations of the disciples of the Demon Wei Pavilion came from all around the high platform, and even an elder let out an angry roar. In the next second, the fire was extinguished, and Shen Tao stood intact in place, a wry smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Admit defeat in the next place, brother, what a means!" his voice sounded weak, the fire just now, coupled with the previous ice, the violent changes in cold and heat had squeezed the vitality in his body and his physical strength together.

"Agreed!" replied to Silver Dust politely, mages were very polite, except when they were mad.

The first joust of the morning ended a little sloppily, and it didn't evolve into a kite tactic as Silver Dust had envisioned. This is all to blame for his own failure to control the power of magic, originally wanted Shen Tao to slow down and slowly catch up with his own slowdown to interfere with the cold of deep snow, because the power was too great, it became a control damage magic that froze Shen Tao in place, such a "mistake" was enough to turn a classic kite flow mage performance into a boring piling game that fixed the crit stream. "I knew that I had slowed down the Ice Mist Technique in the Arcane at the beginning, so I wouldn't have ended it without even warming up. "Yinchen was a little disappointed, and he didn't think it was enjoyable, but he wasn't the kind of dark mage who was as belligerent as his life, and he wouldn't hold on to Shen Tao.

People always have a deep fear of unfamiliar things, and Yinchen's wonderful and powerful performance made all the junior members of the Demon Wing Pavilion deeply jealous of him, after Yinchen jumped out of the slave fence, all the formal disciples and disciples except Zhang Mengmeng were 6 feet away from him, and they turned their faces away one by one, the meaning was obvious: I don't know you, don't pull me to compete with you.

The disciples are like this, and the temporary disciples below are all even more silent, and those temporary disciples who have surrounded and laughed at him early in the morning are even more frightened and their legs tremble, and they almost became incontinent, and they regret it even more in their hearts: Why do you have nothing to provoke such a master!

In the next game, Zhang Mengmeng competed with a formal disciple named Xue Lingling, and Yinchen looked away after a glance. It is also the thirteenth level of the Peiyuan period, but the gap between the two is too big. That Xue Lingling seemed to want to seek justice for Xue Bingbing or something, and all of them came up and hit Zhang Mengmeng's injured shoulder, and the few wooden darts that were sent out casually also had enough strength to attack the vital point, but before she finished her moves, she was punched hard in the stomach by Zhang Mengmeng with a sneer, and the whole person immediately fell to the ground and curled up, looking like a big shrimp.

"Sister, you're pretty dark. Yinchen gave Zhang Mengmeng a big hug after she came out, causing a lot of sideways glances around. Some people envy and some people are jealous, but no one hates, because everyone among the junior disciples is afraid of the strange ice and flames in Yinchen's hands.

Then there were a few martial arts competitions, and Yinchen felt that there was nothing to watch, and he didn't care about it, until the official disciple competition was over, and then he began to really perform martial arts.

This is the bloodiest and most brutal morning exercise that Yinchen has ever seen in his life.