Chapter 62: Fire Mage

One move, just one move! Pidge, who seemed to be winning a moment ago, was actually knocked down by the boy with one blow after turning on the frenzied state, the boy summoned by the divine envoy!

No, it's not all! Some powerful elves were far more frightened than ordinary spectators, because they suddenly reacted, in fact, until now, they didn't know what that young man had done!

"What did that young man just do, do you see?" asked Connor, a black-robed old man beside Connor in the stands, stomping his feet extremely impatiently.

"I can probably see what happened, but I don't know how he did it?" Connor's eyes fell on the figure who was about to go down the ring, and his eyes were full of solemnity.

Could this person really possess the power that only gods possess? Otherwise, how could such an ordinary summoning magic burst out with such a powerful combat power in his hands?

"Oh, don't you know, it seems that the things summoned by that divine envoy are really not simple!" A reluctant smile appeared on the face of the black-robed old man, but underneath the black robe, his hand had already clenched the staff in his hand.

He was the Great Elder of the Darkmoon Tribe, and he had the same status in that tribe as Connor did in the Darknight Tribe, but, as he knew, he was not as good as this old guy in front of him!

"Okay, please give way!" Looking at the crowd blocking the ring, Yi Fan couldn't help but feel a little helpless, this was the fourth time he had said the same thing to the elf in front of him.

Is it a little too ostentatious? The elf in front of him respectfully stepped out of the way, and Yi Fan thought in his heart as he walked over.

The reason why he is reluctant to use the magic of summoning creatures easily, in addition to the relatively high consumption of this magic, is also because of this, too powerful summoning magic will inevitably attract people's attention, and he doesn't want to be too high-profile now.

While thinking about it, Yi Fan also walked towards the ring that Othello and Dior were in charge of.

If I'm not mistaken, Xia should be in that ring, since that girl is Hill's sister, she should also have good strength, and her opponent seems to be York of the Night Tribe?

Feeling the attention from behind, Yi Fan couldn't help but speed up his pace, and he naturally felt the unclear aura in the audience, but because it was still expected, he didn't show much surprise.

This time, the battle on his side ended quickly because one side was summoned, so Shia's game should not be over yet. When Yi Fan saw the crowd that was still around the ring, he was even more convinced of his guess.

"Damn, you woman!" Before he could get closer, Yi Fan heard a man's angry cry from above the ring.

"Boom!" As soon as the man's words fell, a large area of fire suddenly erupted in the entire ring, and from a distance, Yi Fan also seemed to feel a burning sensation rushing to his face.

Fire magic? Yi Fan hurriedly quickened his pace, speaking of which, although he had been pretending to be an earth magician, he had rarely seen this kind of battle between magicians in fact.

"Hey, the messenger of the Night Tribe is here!" As soon as he walked near the ring, someone noticed Yi Fan among the onlookers.

Immediately, the crowd of onlookers made way for Yi Fan in a slight commotion! Although Yi Fan's performance in the morning was really difficult to recognize, his performance in the face of Verte yesterday obviously left a deep impression on many elves.

"Hey, woman, don't you like that oracle, do you? I just said that to him, and you actually fired such a big fire at me?"

"No, no!" As if she had guessed what was on her mind, the girl screamed with a flushed face as she let out even more fierce flames.

Unlike her sister, although Xia also has fiery red hair, her personality doesn't seem to have anything to do with fiery or anything, and even if she uses fire magic now, it feels like it's only beautiful and not furious.

"Shadow!" Seeing the dense fireball like a rain of fire, York hurriedly jumped back, and at the same time, two gray fighting qi like dark shadows appeared on his feet.

This guy, is it a thief? Yi Fan stood behind the two elves, quietly looking at the situation on the stage, and when he noticed that York's speed suddenly became many times faster, he thought thoughtfully.

However, even though York's movements suddenly became very fast, there was no panicked expression on Thea's face, and she still had the same red face as before, but when York was about to rush in front of her, with her movements, a fiery red light mask suddenly appeared on her body, and the future slammed away!

"Damn, damn it!" and as soon as the blow failed, York immediately ducked behind him, knowing that countless fireballs would soon beckon him.

Sure enough, as soon as York left his original seat, a series of fireballs smashed down there in a row, making a loud noise. Those fireball spells that didn't seem to be very powerful in the hands of ordinary fire magicians, but in Xia's hands, they seemed to have become the simplest but most streamlined ordinary attacks, forcing York, who was the young master of the Darkmoon Tribe, to be embarrassed.

No, those fireballs, it doesn't seem to be so simple! Yi Fan, who had been watching the situation on the stage, suddenly realized that even though the ground of the ring was blessed with magic, those fireballs did not immediately extinguish after they hit the ground, but still burned as if they were attached to the ground.

Moreover, the location of those fireballs! Seeing that the fireballs were vaguely arranged in a certain combination on the field, Yi Fan couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

This girl's attainments in magic are not easy! Although she has always shown a very delicate appearance, it is clear that she seems to have a stronger talent!

Looking at the figure on the stage who was still dodging, Yi Fan's face also showed a smile of unknown meaning!

Jumping left and right, York probably forgot to pay attention to the situation around him for a while, and by the time he found out, he had been forced into a corner of the ring by those fireballs!

Hey, it worked! As if because he saw that York, as he had planned, he ran into a dead corner where he no longer had to dodge, and Thea's face suddenly showed an expression of victory.

"Flame Meteor!"

The next moment, the surrounding audience noticed that Shia suddenly stopped her initial continuous fireball attacks, and instead took out her staff and pointed in the direction of York, chanting a magic spell in her mouth.

"York is over!" Several spectators who had been watching the game from the beginning couldn't help but have a look of regret on their faces.

In their eyes, they naturally knew that York's current position was very difficult to resist, and the strength and density of the flame meteor used by the girl now were far greater than the fireball technique at the beginning, so unless York, as a thief, could master some powerful defensive magic, his defeat would be inevitable!

"Hmph~" Hearing the words of the audience next to him, Yi Fan snorted noncommittally, with an expression of waiting to see a good show on his face.

With Thea's spell, the entire ring seemed to become hot, and then people saw that in the sky pointed at the top of her staff, countless fireballs as small as cars appeared in an instant, and then the next moment, those big fireballs were like rain, smashing towards York, who had been cornered by the flames lit by the previous fireballs.

"It's over!" Some of the elves of the Darkmoon tribe even couldn't bear to close their eyes, they knew how proud their young master was, and they couldn't imagine how depressed York would be after being defeated by a woman.

Thea's face showed a victorious expression, as if she didn't need to confirm the result, she could know the end of York!