The frequency of the battle between the two sides gradually decreased, and the dust blocking the sight of the two was not so thick, and gradually became thinner. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The two of them who were panting looked at each other, and the fireball technique put by Mazi Face did not hit Brant once, but when the fireball technique burst, the dust kicked up still painted Brant into a native man, and compared to the Pockmark Face Fireball Technique, which has been repeatedly ineffective, Brant's Wind Blade Technique is much more powerful, and it hit Mazi Face many times, but in the end, the passive fire shield technique on the magic robe on Mazi Face was resolved.

"Brant, you see that you can't break the defenses of my fire shield, how can you defeat me, or give up. Pockmark face persuaded.

"The honor of the nobility is not tarnished, and there is only one person standing between you and me. Brandt replied.

These nobles are all this virtue, and a little thing can rise to the point of aristocratic honor, Ma Zi thought speechlessly.

After a slight truce, the two began to fight again, and the process was not as intense as before, on the one hand, the magic power of the two was running out, and on the other hand, the physical strength was also a little too much.

"You can actually control the wind blade, this is impossible, doesn't it take a third-level magician to control magic. Why can you do it at the first level? Mazi's face was shocked.

Mazi Face finally knew why his fireball technique couldn't hit Brandt, and Brandt's wind blade was able to pose a threat to himself.

"For those of you who can only follow in the footsteps of others, it may seem impossible for a first-level magician to achieve control over magic, but for those who really have a knack for magic, it is no longer a problem. This is the difference between an ordinary magician and a high-level magician. Brandt said proudly.

Mazi Face found that this duel was not as he thought, he could control the whole field, although he now had the advantage of equipment, but Mazi Face didn't know if there were other means in Brandt's hands, if some means could break through his own equipment, then which one could fall could be himself.

"Brandt, I'll ask you one last time, can you give up this duel and end it peacefully. Mazi asked for the first time with a very serious face.

"At this time, what illusion do you have, here, only one of us can stand at the end, and the honor of the nobility is not tarnished. Brant said with disdain, and the pockmarked face still hadn't seen the reality clearly.

"You forced me, Brandt, I won't have any more water. Mazi's face was serious.

Mazi Face had to take it seriously, took out a bottle of magic potion from his arms and drank it, feeling the rapid recovery of the magic power in his body, and only when half of the magic power was restored, the medicine power gradually disappeared.

After seeing the actual situation, Mazi Face finally took out all his strength, magic equipment and magic potions are not obvious for the improvement of people's strength, the answer is obvious.

Mazi's face was on top of the fire shield on the magic robe, and he continued to release the fireball technique that came with the magic wand, and the release speed was almost catching up with the continuous bead fireball, and Brant could only continue to dodge in embarrassment.

Brant's movements slowed down quickly, and then when dodging a fireball technique, because of his lack of physical strength, Brant did not completely dodge, most of the fireball spell smashed on Brant's body, and the first-level magic robe had no protective effect at all, Brant was knocked down by magic, and a large burning wound appeared on Brant's stomach, and a trace of the smell of roasted meat wafted in the air, fortunately, the fireball technique on the magic wand was not powerful enough, otherwise that alone would be enough to seriously injure Brant.

Brandt clutched his wounds, gritted his teeth and staggered to get up again, but several more fireballs slammed into his body, and his injuries were even worse, and he didn't get up after several attempts.

When Mazi Face saw that Brant, who had fallen to the ground, he didn't get up after trying several times, he didn't release the magic again, and he also revoked the magic power of maintaining the magic robe fire shield technique, one is that he wanted to save magic power and release the fireball technique on the magic staff, although he didn't need magic spells, but magic power was still needed, just this round of fireball spells just now, Mazi Face had already exhausted the magic power that he had finally recovered. Second, he wanted to mock the other party, just now Brant didn't accept his kindness, he decided to humiliate the other party.

Even if Brant begs him to let him go, he won't let him go, since he has already fought a life-and-death duel, then he has no reason to let Brant go.

Mazi looked at Brant at his feet with a condescending face, and said in a tone of charity.

"Obviously gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it, don't you know that you won't die if you don't die. “

"Ahem, you won't understand my insistence, the honor of the nobility is not tarnished, it is more important than my life, who made me a nobleman. Brandt wiped the corners of his mouth, a little proud and a little bitter.

"It's aristocratic honor again, you're all mentally ill," Mazi growled.

"Psychotic, maybe, don't you know that we're all terminally ill, hehehehe" Brant smiled as he looked at Mazi's face.

Mazi face felt deep fear, these are all a group of crazy people, crazy people are not terrible, what is terrible is that this group of crazy people also has great power, which is a bit frightening.

Mazi Face suddenly thought of what the vice president said to himself, he could only live if he killed Brandt.

"Die, you madmen. Mazi snarled and punched and kicked Brant. And Brant can only protect the vital point, constantly withstanding the pockmarked face like a mad dog.

"Enough, enough, let them stop, keep going like this, Brandt will be killed, since the winner has already been released, why fight" Luo Li shouted loudly.

Vice President Bei Ming looked over.

"It seems that you don't understand, Brant can't and won't give up, the reason, it's very simple, he's a nobleman"

"What's wrong with the nobles, the nobles are not human beings, and they have to lose their lives for the honor of the so-called bullshit. Luo Li asked loudly.

"It seems that you really don't understand" Vice President Baker shook his head and ignored Luo Li, for him, Luo Li and he are no longer on the same road, although Luo Li is also a nobleman.

Luo Li left his seat and wanted to enter the dueling arena, but the magic cover blocked Luo Li, and Luo Li kept beating the magic cover and shouted loudly inside.

"Brandt, don't stick to it, what's the importance of noble honor"

Brant glanced at Luo Li, who was frantically banging on the magic cover outside the court, and showed a knowing smile.

Luo Li, I'm sorry, it seems that I can't see the time for you to be promoted to a first-level magician.

Brant mobilized his body's magic power and ignited his magic crystal, which is a magic explosion that everyone can master at or above the first level of magician, as a last resort, the power of magic explosion should not be underestimated

After sensing the fluctuation of the magic power of the magic explosion, the pockmarked face was so frightened that he used his hands and feet at the same time, wanting to escape from Brant quickly, and kept roaring in his heart, these are all a group of crazy people.

Brandt's skin was constantly bulging and hollowing, as if a beast wanted to break free and get out of Brandt's body.

Brant turned his head to look at the sky, the sky was so beautiful today, as blue as the sea. Then with a bang, from Brant's body, countless small wind blades flew out, they continued to tear Brant's skin, musculoskeletal and red, a small orange-red storm quickly formed, constantly spreading outward, gradually devouring the pock-faced boy with a frightened look, the fire shield on the pock-faced boy's magic robe, only a few flashes, it collapsed like fireworks, and the pockmarked face shouted no, and disappeared in the storm.

Luo Li was stunned, the impact of the scene just now on him was too great. The gorgeous storm of death, the desperate cry of the pockmarked face, all shocked Luo Li from the earth, the two lives were in front of his eyes, disappeared alive, really disappeared, and only the orange-red pattern was left on the ground.

Luo Li originally thought that he had adapted to the world, but the reality was that he still hadn't adapted, and he was just deceiving himself before.

Vice President Baker left, Vice President Henry left, and the No. 1 Duel Arena slowly left Luo Li alone.