On the other side of the battlefield, Galahad and Metternich teamed up to fend off the Dragonvein Warlocks.

Countless sharp sword qi shot out like stray arrows, blasting out sand pits on the hot sand field, and the figure of the dragon vein warlock dodged left and right in the sword qi, looking a little embarrassed.

The frost spear had been reduced to scattered blocks of ice in the fierce encounter, and whenever he tried to burst to Galahad's side, Metternich's sword would stand in his way, and although it was impossible to keep Rommel, it was enough to buy Galahad time to distance himself behind him.

At the same time, Galahad implemented the principle of "rain and dew evenly" very well, and his sword qi was not only shot at Rommel alone, Angela, who was fighting fiercely with Julien in the distance, Blaze, who fought with Gawain and Claudia, and Rodlis, who rushed to support, were all more or less "taken care of" by his sword qi. ”

On the battlefield, this is a very classic scene, the knights under the cover of mages and archers quickly advance, relying on long-range firepower to suppress the opponent at the same time, little by little to crush the enemy formation, at this moment, this tactic is actually used by Roland in competitive duels.

Under Roland's command, the Red Group, which consisted of only six people, actually fought like a large-scale real legion.

"Old friend Morgan, you have taught a good student!" said old Monte Cristo, in the stands, sighing softly, "even I could not have done better than him at his age." ”

Morgan said calmly, "If they can't do better than us old guys, what's the point of the empire cultivating them?"

"The little cub trained by the Palatine Academy does have some ability, no wonder in the past few hundred years, the army of the dynasty has obviously had more powerful force, but it has always had the upper hand in the confrontation with the Holy Empire. ”

Rommel thought about it, he did gain a lot in this battle, and he has always been as arrogant as him, and he has to admit that compared with the dragon spear that advocates individual force, Roland, cultivated by the orthodox knight academy of the Holy Empire, pays more attention to teamwork and tactical design, he has clear ideas and clear goals, so that every member of the team is in the most powerful position, which has caused the current situation.

Understanding this was crucial to Rommel's later military career, and over time his understanding of war would inevitably reach a higher level.

But he didn't have time to chew on the meaning now, and the most important and urgent task in front of him was how to solve the two damn guys in front of him as soon as possible.

He had only one choice.

This choice was given to him by Constantine, although Rommel did not want to do so, preferring to win the match as a knight in the arena on behalf of the dragon lance.

However, the brutal situation made him realize that the guys he was facing in front of him were enemies that he had to do his best to defeat.

He raised his head and suddenly stopped in his footsteps against the sword qi flying in the sky.

With his movement, the surrounding air currents suddenly spun rapidly, driving the hot sand of the Great Arena to fly high into the air, forming a huge red vortex with him as the center of the circle.

Huge magic is unleashed in the arena.

The sharp sword qi slammed into the barrier formed by the red hot sand, shattering like a mirror.

The essence of sword qi is still magic, it is just the magic power that is shaped by the high-ranking knight's body as a lever, no matter how terrifying the sword qi is, when it encounters more powerful and dense magic power, it is also as fragile as the objects it can cut.

"Magic!"

The first to react was not the knights on the field, but Othello, the head of the Magic Guild who was sitting in the stands, and the magicians beside him.

"Dean Morgan, I think you have to give an explanation. Othello stared at Morgan, "It is against the safety regulations of the Magic Guild to allow a magician with dragon bloodline to appear in the Grand Arena, and you should inform the Magic Guild beforehand." ”

Morgan replied: "Rommel is a student of the Royal Academy of Magic, you should know this, he is now participating in the competition as a student of the Royal Academy of Magic, and of course he can enjoy the same treatment as the subjects of the Empire, if you have any opinions, you can go to Master Joy to theorize." ”

"How can a magician with a dragon lance stand in the oldest arena of the Holy Empire to participate in a martial arts conference belonging to knights? ”

Othello sneered, "In this way, our Magic Guild can participate in the martial arts tournament by any person, and what is the fairness of this to our country's players? Isn't it ridiculous, your so-called martial arts spirit is like this?"

Morgan glanced at the aggressive guild leader lightly, he had guessed in advance that he would make the titular supreme administrator of the Imperial Magician very unhappy by allowing the Dragon Vein Warlock to appear in front of the vast number of people in the imperial capital.

"The essence of the sword qi used by high-ranking knights is still magic, this is common knowledge for you and me, so on the other hand, Rommel's magic is just a higher level of swordsmanship, and the empire has never had any regulations that stipulate that magicians cannot participate in martial arts conferences, if your young magicians want to do this in the future, I am always welcome." ”

Morgan explained slowly, "Of course, if you think in your heart that a lowly knight is not qualified to compete with a noble mage, then I can only express regret, when it comes to fairness, neither I nor the students of the Palatine Academy think that it is difficult to deal with a magician, so it is not unfair, thank you for your concern." ”

Fastia said expressionlessly: "The essence of martial arts is to explore how to become stronger and more efficient in a relatively fair environment, as for whether you use sword or magic, in my opinion, it doesn't matter. ”

Seeing the two judges singing and harmonizing, Othello could only return to his seat with a blushing face.

Roland's face became a little more solemn, and as he thought, the Dragon Pulse Warlock had finally used his most powerful ability, and in this way, the battle would go in a more difficult direction.

Dealing with a mage is not the same thing as dealing with a swordsman.

On top of that, he was worried about the fact that the player named Morning Star, who had not shown up even when the game was at its most unfavourable against the blue side, must have been secretly looking for opportunities.

There is only one explanation for this, that Morning Star, who has the absolute confidence of sealing his throat with a sword.

"The warm-up is over. The Dragonvein Bearer said coldly, a low, deep chant coming out of his mouth, and each syllable he spat out caused a wave of powerful mana fluctuations.

The hot sand under his feet was as agitated as boiling water in an oil pot, and the hot sand was beating wildly as if it had a life of its own.

Bursts of red waves rolled and rolled over the surface of the arena into various landforms, sometimes into uplifted folded mountains, sometimes into endless basins and slender canyons.

Even the best swordsman can find it difficult to move in such an environment, no different from a clumsy baby.

Galahad and Metternich felt their feet slip at the same time, and the otherwise flat sand suddenly turned into a long slope of sand, and they both rolled down without even having time to react, and their backs slammed against the stone wall at the edge of the arena, each letting out a muffled grunt.

Claudia and Gawain, who were besieging Blaze in the distance, were directly slapped away by the churning waves of hot sand, and Claudia was better, and was able to jump and dodge in the rolling sand waves with her amazing agility.

Gawain was much more miserable, crashing headlong into a red sand dune that suddenly rose, and struggled for a long time before he could climb out.

Yu Lian was tripped by a sand pillar that suddenly appeared, how could Angela let go of this rare opportunity, a sword light flashed, and the red flag behind Yu Lian was cut down.

Julien Sohail, out.

"What kind of magic is this, I've never heard grandpa say it, it's so terrifying?" Claudia, who finally found a place to settle on a flat sandy field, looked at the hot sand arena that had been unrecognizable, and said in shock.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the Wrath of the Earth in elemental magic. Roland carried the red flag and jumped onto a raised sand dune, frowning.

Constantine, who was hiding in the shadows of the hot sand arena, shook his head with a wry smile, thinking that Rommel was really a person who held a lot of grudges, and he was used by Julils to set up this magic in the last duel, and it seemed that he had spent a lot of time studying it afterwards.