While passively defending against the wind blade that could attack him at any time, Caesar thought about countermeasures. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In this "Wind Hell", the magic unleashed by Bourville is not only incredibly powerful, but also almost does not need to be consumed, which is simply incomprehensible. So the first thing to do is to break out of this "wind prison".

Thinking of this, Caesar's heart surged.

The power of the furious thunder enveloped his body, and the sea of electricity collided with the hurricane around him.

The blue hell thunder bombarded the hurricane's wind wall, but it could only be messy in the wind. The electric current invaded the hurricane, and as the hurricane swayed at will, it was not able to break through the hurricane around the two people.

Bourweir's "Wind Hell" is a trick that has been cultivated after countless thoughts and tempering. With this move, he was able to rank twenty-sixth in the academy's rankings. It also shows that his "wind hell" is not so easy to crack.

"Wind Hell" itself is not afraid of ordinary physical attacks. When faced with magical attacks, the "Wind Hell" will use the inherent characteristics of the wind to make the powerful magical attacks pass through the wind wall as much as possible. This way, no magic can cause substantial damage to the wind wall.

Neither physics nor magic has any effect, which means that once you are controlled in the "Wind Prison", it is like being trapped in a prison, and it is difficult to get out.

In fact, under normal circumstances, with Bourville's trick "Wind Hell", his academy ranking should be more than twenty-sixth. But the reality is that if his "Wind Prison" wants to be effectively displayed, it needs a certain scope. When others find out his details, they will pay attention to the distance and not let themselves fall into the "wind hell". In the academy, almost everyone knew him, which made it difficult for him to easily perform this trick.

However, it is clear that Caesar, as a freshman, is not in the habit of investigating the details of his opponents, which is why he so easily fell into the "wind hell" of Bourville.

Above the stands, people who knew Bourville, especially those who had fought against Bourville, were in silent mourning for Caesar. They are well aware of the horror of the Wind Hell, and they also know that the number of people who have been able to escape from the Wind Prison since Bourville entered the academy has remained at zero until now. All those who were able to defeat Bourville did their best to not be imprisoned in the "Wind Prison" in the end.

Seeing that the thunder attacks he constantly released did not cause any damage to the wind wall, the wind controlled by Bourville was a little more ferocious, and kept bombarding Caesar's body.

Caught in a bitter battle, Caesar suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Isn't there another trick?

The dragon's memory of the move skills is so vast that many of the skills used by Caesar will be overlooked by him. In the midst of a hurricane, Caesar suddenly thought of a trick he had used before.

Not far away, Bourville constantly manipulated the power of the wind to attack Caesar, who could only resist with great difficulty. And at this moment, Caesar actually showed a slight stunned look.

Then Bourville saw Caesar's two fingers point, and the blue electric light once again rushed towards the hurricane's wind wall.

Bourville was a little puzzled, Caesar should have tried to attack the wind wall just now, and he should also know that such a magic attack would not be able to help his "Wind Hell". But why would he do this?

Is it the final struggle?

Caesar manipulated the charge to pour into the wind wall, and the charge that entered the wind wall quickly expanded, merging with the wind element in just a moment.

"Huh?"

Bourville was puzzled.

The power of thunder released by Caesar just now did not even pass through the wind wall of the "Wind Hell".

Where did his attack go?

Bourville began to realize that something seemed wrong.

The electric charge infiltrated the wind wall and merged with the wind element, and the next moment, the wind wall began to flash with blue electric light.

Bourville looked at the blue light that flickered in the hurricane around him, and he was shocked.

What is it?

A smile tugged at Caesar's lips.

"Wind Breaking Thunder" really works!

The charge frantically disarmed the wind elemental, and under the countless tearing attacks, the wind wall was disintegrated from the inside.

I saw that the hurricane around the two of them was tearing apart little by little, and the outside world once again came into the eyes of the two.

The audience who was watching the battle only saw the hurricane rising from the ground enveloping the two of them, and then they could no longer know what happened in the hurricane.

As time passed, there was a lot of talk in the audience, and the scene in the stadium was still obscured by the hurricane. But just when all the audience was feeling a little bored, bursts of blue light actually came out of the hurricane. The blue light is electric, flashing wildly with the sound of "zizi" charge. And the mighty hurricane broke down little by little under the action of this blue electric light, and the scene in it appeared in front of everyone again.

The hurricane eventually dissipated, and the two men remained facing each other.

Compared to the cleanliness of Bourville, Caesar's clothes were slightly torn. But the expressions on the faces of the two were just the opposite.

Caesar's face showed a hint of confidence, while Bourvere's face was one of horror.

"Bulville's 'Wind Prison' has been broken!"

I don't know who broke the silence and said loudly from the audience.

Suddenly, the sound of discussion and cheers surged through the crowd again.

And Caesar looked at Bourville opposite with blazing eyes, and the thunder and lightning in his hand cheered.

Come on, it's time to fight back.

Caesar, who has the "Wind Breaking Thunder", is no longer afraid of the opponent's "Wind Hell", and even if he steps into the "Wind Hell" again, Caesar is confident that he will be able to break the "Wind Hell" before it is formed.

In that case, there is no need to grind any further.

I saw Caesar grab it out of thin air, and he actually grabbed a javelin made of lightning convergence, threw it casually, and threw it at Bourville.

Bourville dodged the javelin, who knew that after the javelin hit the ground, there was a loud bang, knocking out a huge hole in the ring of the training ground.

Bourville was really taken aback by the fact that the power of this javelin was so amazing, and in a flash, Caesar had rushed in front of him again.

"Is that Caesar stupid? Knowing that Bourville's 'Wind Hell' is powerful, you still dare to approach him?"

The audience in the audience was puzzled, and some even questioned it outright.

Bourville was equally pleased to see Caesar approaching again.

He didn't think that Caesar was 100% sure that he would be able to crack his "Wind Hell", just now, maybe it was just luck.

With a thought, the hurricane surged again, trying to wrap the two of them.

And Caesar's backhand is a finger, and with a flash of lightning, he burrows into the hurricane that wants to take shape.

Blue light flashed again in the wind, and this time, little by little, the hurricane was broken down again before it could take shape.

Bourwer was dumbfounded, he never thought that his "Wind Hell" would be completely broken by this Caesar.

Surprised, Bourville immediately forgot to react.

By the time he came to his senses again, Caesar had already come to him.

The sound of thunder suddenly rang out, and a flash of lightning fell from the sky and slashed straight at Bourville's body.

Bourville only felt a tingling in his body, and when he waited to react, he was already lying on the ground, trying to stand up, but his hands and feet had long since stopped listening.

Caesar looked at the referee beside him.

The referee was experienced and could tell at a glance that Bourville's body had been paralyzed by lightning, and during this time, Caesar had countless ways to put him to death.

"Victor, Caesar Abraham!"

Cheers rang out over Field Three.