Event organizers immediately made the necessary changes to the schedule, distracting the impatient crowd from the team of ragged waiters who spread out among customers, whispering conversations, handing out coupons, and promoting the interests of club members.

The remaining pieces of magic were cleaned up by a team of low-level mages, and the announcer, Yuyu, informed everyone of his existence in a matter of minutes.

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen! We are really good to you, a kind of ego! A contest of pride! A contest of friendship rivals! The conflict between the Lin family in the Huashan area and the Wang family of Shanghainese Wang Xing enterprise!"

The dance floor begins with an opera performance of color and sound, filled with fog, with a staccato bass filling the club basement. Compared to the previous meaningless duels, Tao Yuanming's contest seems to be conducted in a manufactured melodrama.

Tao Yuanming, surrounded by cheering "brothers", appeared on one side.

There was a look of disappointment in the crowd. Gwen guessed from their reactions that this was not Tao Yuanming's first competitive performance, and his last competitive performance, most likely the previous one, did not go smoothly.

"What is Peach's talent?" Gwen asked Mina. It used to be rude to do so, but now she wants to be prepared for a fight that is clearly a bad match. She doesn't need her divination to guess.

"Hallucinations, air. Mina collapsed in her car, narrowing her visible silhouette, exhausted before the night even began. "Frederick is fire and evokes empathy, but his affinity and skill are top-notch, even by our standards. ”

"Does Momoko have a chance?"

"Of course...... It's like an ice mage stuck on the elemental face of fire. ”

Thank you for the little compassion that this world is full of life. Only a few people also cheered for Frederick. Gwen conjectured that wasting breath in a one-sided assault was no movement.

You Yu was still trying to anger the crowd, but the poor announcer's truest efforts were wasted like a piece of cement poured on water. Had it not been for them to cut from the massive hedging bets, the battle would likely have ended in a net loss for Mifang.

"Challenger! Wang Tao, also known as Peach, the King of Fruits, a familiar master of illusion! With a record of all his losses, he may still be the ticket for some people to bet and lose money and make a lot of money!"

Fu Leilin, also known as Frederick, a prodigy we know, a summoning master, from the Lin clan on the mysterious Yellow Mountain, has a stable record of six wins and one loss, and like any other gambler, he is gambling change!"

The room was darkened.

The wall of power was raised.

Only Tao, Frederick, and the illuminated space on the arena floor remained.

"Let's go!"

"Flame Shield!"

"Mirror!"

Four other Tao appeared next to Gwen's cousin.

Gwen had expected Frederick to open with a barrage that would last until he was alive, but to her surprise, the evoker stood silently, watching Tao continue to weave one hallucination after another.

"Silent image!"

"The main image!"

The spells are directed at Frederick, but the essence of the image spells is that they show the illusion of the caster's condensed mana, which is visible to all. At the request of the magician, the designated caster can perceive the image as transparent and, therefore, clearly hallucination.

Tao's first projection is of one of his friends, the puppy, who is rapidly shaking his lips while rapidly throwing gang slogans.

Next to Gwen, the puppy begins to sermon in a rhyming rhythm that seems to provide an audio track for Tao Yuanming's silent image.

Gwen turned around with a terrible premonition.

The main picture comes along with the sound, appearing with Papa Mac holding a speaker, moving with a melody that only Tao can hear.

"Hypnosis mode!"

Graffiti, stage lighting, and other visual and auditory effects add to the rap trio.

"Stupid, you bitches are rusty

I'm going to knock you down

Dude, are you going against me?

I'll take you to the city

It's like you're soft cream cheese

I'll hit you with a disgusting beat

This master of ceremonies is going to teach you ......"

At least a dozen people in the crowd had palmed faces, and Gwen was among them.

She had to admit. In fact, it's a catchy tune. If the Tao has talent, then this is it. This is an aspect of spell that Gwen reads about in textbooks, but has never experienced due to the emphasis on combat training and military service in the border areas.

In fact, there are many practical aspects of the spell school that can be considered crucial, if not more important, then their combat potential. Every school of magic has an irreplaceable influence outside of combat.

Abandoning the shields and buildings that created to protect the human city while dispelling hostile magical effects, establishing guards, removing curses, and even preventing planar creatures from invading the physical world.

Mantras are the backbone of transportation and trading and are essential for the logistics of important products and other consumer goods.

Divination identified magical items, allowed divination in distant lands to obtain rare resources, and warned society against natural disasters.

Nearly all of humanity's structures are created by magic and metamorphosis, from small in the wilderness, to habitat shelters, to superstructures that dominate the skyline of the world's largest metropolis.

The Summoners look like a school of magic that is only used in combat, but they also create powerful energy sources that power most of the city's reactors and forges, controlling the volatile and unstable energy sources that power the puppet foundries and secular manufactories of the humans.

Then there is the hallucination, a school that creates false images and feelings.

Illusion is a legendary flexible school that works on everything from spying and reconnaissance to entertaining the masses.

Gwen couldn't have known how influential the cast of Lumens, the unreal drama and the promotional film were, but she could reasonably guess that Dao's talent was a manifestation of a cultural phenomenon. She's enjoyed the golden age of the Ad-Free Music TV 50 in the past world, and she knows what's alleging.

Although the path of the entertainer mage is not a profession worthy of praise by respectable members of society, the path has a great attraction for the young men and women of the capital, whose existence is not bothered by sudden, inexplicable deaths on the border.

Therefore, it doesn't matter that Tao shows extraordinary abilities and control, because this game is not a freestyle rap competition in the Bronx, but a mage duel that showcases mystical powers and magical powers.

This became evident when Frederick lost his patience.

"Wall of Fire!" Under his guidance, a flame barrier rose from the place where Tao Yuanming punched and kicked, making him satisfied.

"Peaches!" Gwen shouted in panic. Her cousin was still walking happily, his body swaying from side to side, as if he were about to turn into a scorch oven.

"Bitch! miss you!" Tao taunts his opponent. "Amazing missile!"

The flames harmlessly passed through Tao's body, making the illusion translucent. A mysterious force, invisible to the naked eye, attacked Frederick as he stood.

"Shield!"

An orange barrier intercepted Tao's attack with no visible effort.

Gwen admits that the young man is well trained. Shielding is the weakness of the Awakening Elementalist, but like Gunther, Frederick spent thousands of hours reinforcing his fundamentals.

"You're such an idiot, peaches," Frederick replied with insults and spells. "Fireball!"

A flame shot out of his finger and struck the barrier behind him. The orange pod flame bloomed into a semicircular dome, burning half of the Force cage with a chaotic storm of energy.

One of Tao's rapper hallucinations immediately burst out with particles of elemental mana, dispelled by the destructive invasion of heat and fire, into its carefully orchestrated incantation.

"Scared!" a voice shouted from somewhere in the cage. A glittering silhouette indicates the hiding place of the Tao, which thankfully is not in the corner that is now filled with blazing destruction.

I was impressed. Gwen whistles. Tao is not so useless after all. If her cousin has another crime mode or has a better damage output, then he might win the game. Unfortunately, it doesn't seem like the Tao is doing any direct harm.

An aura surrounds Frederick's hair, indicating that Tao's illusory attack is not connected to Frederick's consciousness.

"Damn," Mina sighed, stabbing the ice cubes in her drink in frustration. "It seems like someone in all of them won't have a Mind Shield spell. What a waste. ”

"Is it a common thing to have a psychic shield?" Gwen asked, wondering if she could get one too. During the Blackheath incident, she is pinned by a phantom killer spell.

"Ordinary enough," Mina replied. "Most of us are also trained. ”

Tao's terrible decision to use psychic attacks proved to be his failure. Frederick inadvertently waved a little more fire, and the flower grabbed Tao before Tao's invisible body could flee nearby.

"Ouch! Ouch! ah, ah!"

Tao rolls to the floor and tries to extinguish a localized fire that has burned his hat and set his collar T-shirt on fire.

What?!!Gwen wanted to yell at her cousin. Where is your shield?

"Where's his shield?!" Gwen asked Mina, suspicious.

"He wouldn't plead guilty, and he was so lazy in training," Mina said with a hard effort, as if she had explained the same thing a hundred times. "Wait. ”

Sure enough, an air shield came half a second too late.

“...”

Fredek was also embarrassed, even by his pitiful appearance. It was supposed to be the first to break through the shield, but how does this apply to a mage and develop a delayed shield? If he hadn't suppressed the heat of the flames, Tao might have gone to the local army emergency room. Was that idiot trying to trick him into getting his family into trouble? Frederick had to wonder. Was that Tao's game? Is the bastard betting that Arin won't dare to hurt the son of the Treasure King?

He turned to look at Dai Feng, who also had an expression that implied that he had inadvertently swallowed a fly or two. Dai Bingguo quickly signaled to the judge Ma Guyu.

"Victory, dedicated to Huangshan Lin Gongzi!" You Xun immediately announced, leading the white-clothed chick to the stage. "Applause!"

There was sporadic applause in the arena.

The performance of the second game was rather uneventful compared to the first. The two-minute scene was not a feeling of excitement or entertainment, but rather a cringe-inducing sense of self-loathing, as if they had just seen an angry widower beat a stray dog half to death.

"I haven't lost yet!" Tao screamed, and he was put on a stretcher and taken to Mina, who immediately restored him to healing. His shirt and hat were ready, though.

"The shield isn't broken," Mr. Tao protested.

Gwen doesn't need divination to anticipate her next encounter. She closes her eyes, counts to three, and opens them.

To no one's surprise, Dai appeared beside her, standing on top of Tao with a gloating expression.

"You're almost going to win, but alas," he comforted them with sarcastic sympathy. "Now, do you want to buy crystals or currency?"

"Dai, don't," Mina snapped at him. "You know we can pay. Give me a day or two. ”

Unfortunately, even if they found crystals on each other, they still had about 30 fewer HDM companies. Tao's friends may be wealthy, but their family doesn't spoil them as much as Tao's parents. Generally, when they are together, it is Tao who profligamates, while the other boys try to live within their means. In the same way, Mina was not much better;

"Oh, but I'm a severely flawed man, very impatient," Day mused, looking at Gwen with a slightly crooked smile.

Was that the conspiracy here? She felt strange at the superficial bluff and the transparency of it all. Elizabeth and Walken survive without a face, like watching crying children snickering and fighting for their beloved toys.

"Okay, Miss Gwen Song, okay?" he held out his arm to Gwen.

"You're starting to make me angry," Mina hissed at him, but Day happily ignored her.

"Where the hell are we going?" asked Gwen Day, who seemed to like his voice.

"Of course, come with me to the VIP room. Dai tilted his head, eyes already below her waistline, staring hungrily at her lower body. "Give men a little face, drink some wine. All in this way very innocent and funny. ”

"I'll go with you!" Although Tao Yuanming was exhausted, his friendship, although stubborn and stupid, made Gwen very happy.

"You're not welcome. Dai Chaotao had a disgusted expression on his face. "Go and 'go home with your 'second mother' or whatever you do. ”

Tao's companions helped him to his feet, but they didn't dare to speak up to the police chief's son. A single lie, it will bring unnecessary trouble to their families, and then their heads will get out.

"So, I'm not welcome too?" Mina replied, gritting her teeth. There was a dangerous glint in her eyes, and she was angry that Dai Lia was so indifferent to everyone's opinions.

"What's the deal with angry flirting?" Gwen whispered to Tao, pulling his face closer to her own. As an experienced woman, Mina and Day's mutual indignant gaze reminds me of two people who clearly share an intimate and sordid history.

"He's her ex-boyfriend," Tao offers an unexplained puzzle.

Ah, Gwen felt the stones fall. She's looking for Tetris. So Dai's interest is not just about pottery. And not just because of her. Gwen had suspected that Day wasn't stupid enough to lose her cool for a chance to deal with the sensation between her legs. There's an element of revenge that best serves cold involved, and Dai is using Gwen as a bargaining chip to dig deep into Mina's proud flesh.

Gwen suddenly stood up from her chair and forced Dai to rest on her hind feet.

Day was a tall man, at least for the Orientals. Even her high-heeled boots are just as tall. Gwen carefully straightened her skirt so that the fabric landed on her white thighs.

She began to walk towards the VIP area, directly opposite their current location.

Dai smiled expectantly. He flashed a pair of glittering white fangs at Mina.

"Your cousin is much more obedient than you," he teased her. "Can you go with me if you want?"

Mina's expression may have chilled the warm drink on the table.

"Hahaha!" Dai turned to Gwen, watching with increasing gratitude as her shapely legs gave her the grace of a dancer, which Asian dwarf girls simply didn't. Dai told himself that if the girl proved to be submissive, he might even consider adopting her permanently. He knew at least a dozen people who would love the opportunity to spend time with someone as elegant as Gwen, but they had neither the opportunity nor the flashy looks to attract a girl as talented as Gwen.

No sooner had they arrived at the dueling arena than Gwen stopped.

The rhythmic clicking of her heels suddenly stopped, like a narrow death knell.

"Wow-"

Day's question is interrupted when Gwen casually throws a hand into the air.

"Bang!"

Overnight it turned into daylight. Filled with eerie static sounds and dissonance of light illuminate the interior of the club.

The music went dark.

The conversation stopped.

Every eye in the room searched for the source of the riots.

They found it on a foreign girl standing in the center stage of the dueling arena. A string of silver magic fell on her like a blue-and-white firefly.

"Lin Frederick!" Gwen shouted to a surprised young man in the VIP area of the club, surrounded by a lot of eager girls who had been filming the duel he recounted.

Gwen held the Ring up.

"I'm challenging you for a game! I've entrusted me with this masterful Ring of Escape, crafted by the tower's mage, for a decisive victory. If we win or draw, you'll own this ring......"

Gwen spun around the dance floor, letting the hem of her skirt swing.

There was silence.

“...... I'm afraid it's only the ring. Gwen laughed, teasing the crowd.

The nightclub suddenly resounded with the whistle of a wolf, the bark of a cat and the cheers of unsuppressed joy.

If you wear it on a care drink, he will spray it all over the floor.

"A challenger said!" Mags Jade seized the opportunity and went crazy with excitement. After that pitiful previous match, he wondered if he would have to make Cantor play again to warm up for the dueling arena. This challenger is exactly the kind of thing that makes young people's blood boil. She's radiant, radiant, and she's willing to go the extra mile with crystals and loot. Perfect, she's perfect.

Dai Xianglong wanted to intervene, but You flew past him. There are favors and favors, but nothing prevents the Mi family from making crystals.