"Berend, a quasi-Black Iron Warlock who miraculously possesses some of the power of the Black Iron Realm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Looking at Berende, who was slowly walking towards the gladiatorial arena, Aaron showed a triumphant smile, he had just checked on the people of Hogg House.

"Brother come on, beat the other party to the ground. ”

Lina, who didn't know that her brother had been sold, cheered loudly for her brother, in her mind, her brother was invincible, nothing could make it difficult for her brother, and any difficulty would be solved in the hands of her brother.

But Lena was full of vitality and cheered, in exchange for a bitter smile from Berende: This stupid sister, do you know that his brother I was sold by those two who killed a thousand knives, and he helped me cheer.

Looking at Behrende's expression as if he had been stabbed in the chest, Aryan did not show a caring look, but smiled very immorally, and smiled very brightly, eight snow-white teeth reflecting dazzling light in the sun.

"You wait for me. ”

Glaring at the culprit hatefully, Berander no longer hesitated, turned and walked onto the gladiatorial arena.

I saw Berende come to the side of the gladiatorial arena, his toes lightly touched the ground, and he jumped high, and at the same time, a fresh breeze under his feet was born, slowing down his downward trend, and with the help of the power of the breeze, he stood firmly on the gladiatorial arena without making the slightest sound.

After entering the gladiatorial arena, Berende looked around, the opponent was more than ten meters away from him, and he was just about to introduce his origin, but was stopped by the opponent waving his hand.

"There's no need, you're about to step down anyway, knowing your name won't do anything to me, but will delay my precious time. ”

I don't know if it was the successive battles that gave the other party great confidence, and an arrogant sentence came out of the opponent's mouth.

The students of the Ulysses Academy in the audience immediately glared at each other, although they were very repulsive to Behrende, these students from the Candela world, but Behrende was a student of Ulysses Academy after all, and at this time, he was even more representative of Ulysses College, he was insulted, it was the academy that was insulted, it was the students of these colleges who were insulted.

But apart from glaring at each other, they didn't have any way, the strength of the other party was too strong, unless there was a teacher from the Black Iron Realm on the field, they couldn't win the other party at all, but this was a competition for the students.

"Damn, why is the other party so strong? ”

"It's a pity, I'm going to lose again. ”

"Yes, in fact, it would be better to change someone, at least to consume more mana from the other party......"

"That is, the soil bun is the soil bun, I don't measure my strength, and I don't know how to look at the occasion, so I go up and make a fool of myself, and we will be embarrassed, if you want me to say, this kind of person doesn't need to let them enter the academy. ”

Of course, these people don't think that Behrende will win, in their hearts, Berende is just going up to give away people's heads, except for increasing the opponent's record, it has no effect, and even the opponent's mana may not be able to consume much.

Even, some people secretly hated Berende, and even made a fool of themselves on such an occasion, causing them to lose face, but these people did not think that they didn't even dare to go to power, and what qualifications did they have to blame those who dared to come to power.

Berende was calculated by Aaron, he was already in a bad mood, and there was nowhere to vent the evil fire in his heart, but the other party was still there to speak rampantly to him, and his eyes immediately became cold and ruthless, like a knife, extremely sharp.

"Huh. ”

Berende smiled at the other, his smile full of contempt and mockery.

The other party is winning several games in a row, it is when the spring breeze is proud, how can he stand this kind of stimulation, not to mention, the person who mocks him is still the side where his defeated generals are.

"Look for death. ”

The other party roared wildly, and the cold aura all over his body spread wantonly, covering most of the gladiatorial arena with a thin layer of frost.

Spells, burst fireballs!

Flicking his fingers at the opponent with a fireball with golden light, Berander immediately turned around, his body slammed, and he scurried wildly.

"Huh, this flame?"

Rollin glanced at Aryan suspiciously, he felt a familiar aura from Berende's spell.

Aryan shook his head, saying that it had nothing to do with him, and that he had not taught Berende the art of fire dance.

But at this time, the people in the audience exploded the nest, because after Behrende released a spell, he was so frightened that he ran away, although he didn't leave the gladiatorial arena, but no matter how you look at it, it's too embarrassing, even if you can't beat it, it's good to go up and fight hard, what is this?

Even the Ulysses Warlock Academy was lost to him!

"Boom!"

There was an ethereal trail in the air, and the fireball exploded in the air, and the golden-red flames swirled wildly, spreading to all sides in an instant, melting the frost on the surface of the gladiatorial arena and turning it into a faint white gas.

It's just that the colossal burning power has not yet been fully exerted, and suddenly, a cold breath swells around.

"Zizizi!"

Accompanied by the terrifying cold power, this raging and boiling sea of fire was completely frozen by the frost.

Those flames in the air were completely wrapped in ice, and the other party smiled coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the ice and fire all dissipated at the same time.

Looking back at this horrific scene, Berander frowned, did not stop, and ran forward.

"Haha, where can you run? ”

The other party laughed wildly, he was not worried about Berende's behavior at all, the gladiatorial arena was so big, no matter how Berende ran, he couldn't escape his palm.

And that's fun, isn't it?

After thinking of a better way to deal with the face of Ulysses Academy, Maroff couldn't help but smile a little, tyrannical and cruel.

He could feel that a frost had been following behind him, and the speed was extremely fast, and as long as he dared to stop, he would be covered with a bang.

But the Colosseum was limited in space, and soon Berende was on the edge of the Colosseum, and he could leave the Colosseum with a gentle step forward.

But how could Malov let him go and let him leave so easily.

Suddenly, the cold air behind him surged, like a tide swept in, and the mighty anger swept towards him.

Yalian was not panicked, knowing the sea, the mana nebula once surged huge waves, turned around and looked up, and the palm of his hand lit up with golden and red fire.

In the pupils of his eyes, a huge ice blue wave suddenly appeared behind him, like a real tsunami, five or six meters above his head, bursting out countless pale white frost, which turned out to be a wave completely formed by frost.

It is conceivable that even if he leaves the gladiatorial arena at this moment to admit defeat, he will be hit by this frost wave before he lands.

A hint of awe flashed in his heart, but Behrend's hand was not slow, and the fireball popped out.

Almost instantly, a fireball roared hot and swept upward.

Immediately, only a thud was heard.

At that moment, the flames erupted into blazing waves, immense, and the light danced like fireworks.

A sea of fire swept wildly in the air, and the frost waves roared against the huge waves, the blazing high temperature instantly made the frost melt, and the extreme temperature difference even steamed out countless water vapors, surging waves, and stirred up countless broken ice, spraying towards all directions, like ice rain falling violently.

But the Frost Wave didn't stop there.