It was another heartbeat game, and until the end of the game, Green, who was sitting in the VIP seat, didn't know what had just happened.

Compared to the hard-won victory, Green's most emotional moment was the arbitration in the middle of the match just now. When he learned that the Fools might lose due to infighting, he couldn't even dare to listen to the final arbitration result. However, the short arbitration did not result in Bazok and their direct defeat, and the Fools were able to turn the game around.

Just as Greon got a little carried away and was about to go down to celebrate with Bazok, a familiar figure stood in front of him.

"Huo, congratulations on your victory, and you are one step closer to promotion. Elmond, the Rising Star of the Legal Supervision Commission and the head of security for the Dawn Light Magic Team Competition, said with ill-intentioned tone in his tone.

"Haha, it's average, if we hadn't lost the last game, we wouldn't have fought so hard. Greon said with a smile.

"Oh, really?" said Elmond, who was tempted to say something, but finally held back, "I didn't expect a rabble like you to win two games, which is a big surprise to me. Oops, this time many gamblers began to cry and complain that they had made the wrong bet. ”

Even an idiot could hear it, but Greon said indifferently, "Could it be that Mr. Elmond also bought a few bets at my betting spot to accompany them?"

"Sorry, I don't have that hobby. "I'm just not used to seeing some vices turn the whole of Yefaran into a miasma." ”

"Hey, Elmond, you don't have to complain like that. "You have to know that I have the consent of the Parliament to open the market, and the Legal Supervision Commission, as a subordinate body, does not seem to have any right to oppose the decisions of the above." Besides, a slap doesn't make a sound, don't always think I'm a heinous guy who keeps biting me. ”

Greon found that in the past six months, Elmond's legal supervision committee has become more and more strict in its own control. This kind of-for-tat feeling, whenever he meets those magicians who belong to the Law Supervision Commission, Greon will feel that strange gaze.

Almond also sighed: "There is no way, as members of the Law Supervision Commission, we must always keep an eye on those unstable factors to prevent them from destroying Ye Falan's stability." This is our responsibility, but also our mission. In this city of mages, there must be people like me who are always on the lookout. ”

"Haha," Elmond said to Grien, amused, "Keeping an eye on those instability, what a naïve joke." If your Legal-Supervisory Committee is so capable, why can't you find out about the Sacrifice Summoning crisis that exists in Valhalla. Angelo almost destroyed the world, and where did you go before that? ”

This pause left Elmond speechless, and Greon didn't want to dwell on her anymore: "Okay, let's not play with you, fat man, they're still waiting for me to celebrate." ”

Looking at Grien's departing figure, Almond stared at him without saying a word. Either way, he felt that Grien was a threat to Yefaran. In the past six months, he has recruited many very promising young magicians. And in this much-anticipated Dawn Light Magic Team Competition, the weakest lineup was fielded. There must be some kind of calculation in this, otherwise the shrewd Greon would not have made such an arrangement.

Suspicious, Elmond felt the need to send someone to find out the whereabouts of the other magicians in the Ivy League, hoping to determine what Greon was up to.

"Naxi, you were so crazy just now, do you know you're going to die like that. Bazok grumbled as he helped Naxi, who was more injured than last time, out of the ring. Rofes stood behind and clutched the stellar stalk, his eyes fixed on the staff in his hand, saliva about to flow out.

Naxi didn't care, just smiled bitterly and didn't make a defense. Speaking of which, if it weren't for the protection of the Demon Flow armor on his body, he might not be able to withstand the bombardment of the chain of lightning.

"Well done, fatty!" said Green, walking up and patting Bazok on the shoulder.

Bazok didn't get happy: "It's okay, we're lucky today, otherwise we will probably lose this game." The precarious battle situation just now made Bazok pinch a cold sweat.

"Don't underestimate yourself so much. "Have faith in yourself! Didn't you say you couldn't win at the beginning, you see that you have two wins in hand now, and you only need to harvest one more to advance." ”

"I hope so. Bazok didn't have much hope, he didn't like the duel between his colleagues, and he was always a little resistant to the game.

Greon suddenly remembered a question he couldn't figure out: "That's right, fat man." In the match just now, I really want to see you control the other party's summons, why don't you just defeat those summoners and let them disappear into thin air?"

"Oh, you're saying that at the end of the game my law sent back magic. "I just took advantage of the fact that the summoners didn't have a strong psychic connection between me and the summons, and temporarily seized control of the summoned beasts. However, my magic cannot control them for long, and once the magic is depleted, the summon beast will still return to the summoner's hands. So in order to avoid accidents, I can only use the legal decree to repatriate and dissolve their summoning status. ”

Grien, who didn't seem to understand, didn't want to dwell on such a question anymore, he said with a smile: "It's finally ushered in a victory, why don't we go to the Rose House tonight for a few more drinks, and don't go with a little kid like Rofes." ”

As soon as the change of voice fell, the three people with different opinions said in unison: "Absolutely not!"

"It's amazing! Just over thirty seconds into the opening scene, the Grey Tower Wizard Combo from the Acropolis of Isu once again crushed his opponent with overwhelming strength. It's incredible!"

The thunderous cheers rang out throughout the audience, and the swift game was thrilling for them, and of course there were some people who had lost money scolding, eager to rush up and tear the victor apart.

"How is it possible to win in more than thirty seconds?" Bazok glanced back at the contestants who had already left the arena and passed them in silver-gray robes. There was not a single student in the academy who wore this kind of silver-gray robe with an icy feeling.

"It feels like they're very strong. Rofes, who was stared at fiercely by the wizard of the Gray Tower, said timidly, he felt the majesty in his eyes, "Is it our next opponent?"

"It doesn't seem to be. 'Greon thinks back to the fixtures and we didn't face in the last game. Hell, these magicians really give me the feeling of being like the Praetorian Guard. ”

"What are you talking about, Grien?" Bazok wondered how this never-before-heard word came out of Grien's mouth.

"Oh, nothing, just talking. Greon smiled, "Since our next opponent is not the Wizard of the Gray Tower, then we have a good chance of qualifying." Okay, let's go back to the Rose House and get ready for the final group game tomorrow afternoon. ”

Thousands of miles of yellow sand, in a golden yellow, the magician once again inserted the magic net detector. At this time, a wave of heat hit his face, and he had to put on the mask he had just taken off to keep out the fine sand mixed with the hot wind.

He and the elven swordsman standing not far away had been in the vast desert for almost four months, and the world with no green at all was enough to make every normal person go crazy. Without the communication spar that could communicate with the outside world, the magician felt that he would have been stabbed to death by the irritable elven swordsman.

But fortunately, his companions did not have this urge for the time being.

The magic net detector needs to be inserted in the yellow sand for ten minutes to obtain normal data, and this kind of machine that was invented by the leaf flange in the past hundred years can detect the strength of the invisible magic net. While it may seem a bit cumbersome, it's a great piece of equipment for some magicians. At least knowing if the environment you are in is suitable for combat, which is also a life-saving technique for fragile mages.

"Broken Wind, Broken Wind?" "Just after the wind and sand, the magician dropped his mask and shouted to an elven swordsman who was still holding a communication crystal with a smirk, "What are you smirking at?"

"Nothing, Claes. The elven swordsman named Shattered Wind smiled at Claes and said, "I heard that Greon guy has forced Bazok, Rofes, and the new Mage to participate in some Dawn Light competition, and they must make it to the Final Four. It was a tough win in the first game, but it was a laugh to me that they lost the second game because they were overdrinking to celebrate the first victory. ”

"Oh, for Dawn Light?" Claes smiled, "I didn't expect Greon to find someone to compete." ”

"I really want to go back and see how the fat man performs on the field. Broken Wind said with a longing expression, knowing full well that the president was very afraid of appearing in public.

Claes glanced at the magic net detector, then pulled it up, and then said, "Since you want to see it, then pack up your things, let's go back to Ye Flange!"

"What?" Shatter Wind didn't believe his ears, "Now go back, did I hear me right?"

The magician looked up at the vast desert in front of him and said, "No matter, the gods who live here are probably dead. ”

PS: Continue to work overtime all night, hard work. Don't pick the typo, send it first.