Chapter Eighty-Eight: School Competitions (33)
"Wow, it's a dragon, and it's a real wurm, not a pseudo-dragon like a demon tyrannosaurus!"
"I remember that last year, Rosa's summoned beast was only the strongest and only intermediate, but I didn't expect that a year later, he actually caught a wurm. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info”
"I'm so lucky, wurm monsters are very rare!"
The audience talked a lot, but the two people on the stage were not affected at all, Chekhov saw the triangular swift blade dragon, his face was a little ugly, although he had already known the opponent's information in advance, but it was one thing to hear about it, and it was another thing to see it with his own eyes, the momentum of the high-level wurm was really not comparable to that of ordinary summoned beasts, Rao was very confident in his own strength, and he couldn't help but get nervous in the face of the triangular swift blade dragon in person!
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Chekhov pretended to be calm and said, "Rosa, it's good luck that you caught such a rare summoned beast as a high-level wurm, I'm curious where you caught it?"
Rosa smiled proudly and said, "It's okay to tell you, I went to the Hubble-Fenglong Plateau during the summer vacation. ”
"No wonder, that kind of ghost place, if you are happy to go, you don't want to go in exchange for me to give me a high-level wurm. ”
Rosa shrugged her shoulders and said, "I don't want to go a second time." ”
Chekhov, who relieved his tension through the conversation, waved his wand and said with a smile: "It seems that you came prepared this year, fortunately I haven't been in vain this year, let me see if your new phantom beast is powerful or my newly learned magic is powerful." ”
"That's what I mean!"
As soon as the words ended, the two of them started at the same time, Chekhov recited the incantation, and Rosa commanded the triangular blade dragon to charge.
"My little dragon, unleash the Wind Rush Thorn!"
The triangular swift blade dragon lowered its head, threw its four legs, and its huge body rushed out like a sharp arrow, and the triangle above its head was the sharp arrow, and while running, a light cyan light had flashed on the triangular swift blade dragon's body, which had obviously been blessed with some kind of wind spell.
"Sigh of the Underworld!" Like Mark, Chekhov also chose this simple and easy-to-use shadow-based mid-level defensive spell.
"Bang-"
The Triangle Blade Dragon hit the Sigh of the Underworld headlong, the movement was loud enough to make people imagine the force of this impact, the Sigh of the Underworld trembled violently twice, but the Triangle Blade Dragon just shook its head, obviously this collision did not have much effect on it.
"Little Dragon, use the fangs of the north wind!"
"Dark Bomb!"
In the ring, the fierce battle officially began, the Shadow Academy is worthy of being the first strong team in Group B, the strength of each team member is quite powerful, Chekhov, as a senior senior, does not lose to his juniors at all, the powerful shadow spell is at his fingertips, the timing is just right, in the face of the rapid attack of the Triangle Blade Dragon, he is still not in a hurry, calmly casts spells, and can still attack and defend with the opponent in unfavorable combat situations.
Rosa's performance was even more extraordinary, despite the strength of his opponent, he was able to firmly suppress Chekhov from the beginning with the power of the Triangle Swift Blade Dragon, making the opponent almost breathless.
The audience watched the fierce battle with bated breath.
"Phew-Chekhov was suppressed, it's incredible!"
"After all, it's a high-level wurm, whether it's spells or physical skills, they have almost reached the peak of high-level summoned beasts, and it's not surprising that they can suppress Chekhov. ”
"That's true, but Chekhov's killing moves haven't been used yet, and the outcome is not yet known!"
“......”
"Almost, with what I know about Chekhov, he definitely can't tolerate being suppressed all the time, and after holding it for so long, it's time to fight back. ”
Sure enough, after a while, Chekhov temporarily trapped the Triangle Blade with a shadow bind and began to chant a spell.
"Great Flower of the Underworld, O Queen of the Abyss, O Banshee King, heeded the prayer of the servant Chekhov and brought your power to the mortal world...... Petrified Gaze!"
A white light shone on the Triangular Blade Dragon, and after a few moments, the Triangle Blade Dragon stopped moving, its body stiffened, and it couldn't move.
"There has been, a high-level curse spell of the shadow system, a petrified gaze, Chekhov's trick!"
"It's so strong!"
“......”
"Hehe, Rosa, you're useless little dragon now, I wonder if you have a second wurm?" Chekhov's tone was full of mockery, obviously Rosa's suppression made him very unhappy.
"I don't have a second wurm, but are you sure my little dragon can't move?" Rosa smiled mysteriously.
"Of course," Chekhov said with confidence, "If you get into my petrified gaze, unless you have a dispel spell, you can only wait an hour before it can return to normal, and you don't tell me that you can use high-level spells of the Holy Light system." ”
"Of course I won't, but ......" Rosa stopped talking nonsense and read, "O ancient spirit that controls all beasts, summon the power of the ancient crane spirit in the name of Wu Luosa...... Give my companion the power to break the evil curse, Crane Guardian!"
A red light fell from the sky, enveloping the petrified Triangle Blade Dragon, and after a while, the Triangle Blade Dragon that absorbed the red light actually returned to normal, not only that, but the magic power and physical strength consumed before seemed to have returned to its body, and the little dragon regained its vitality and roared in the sky.
"Roaring ......"
"This ...... This can't be!" Chekhov's face turned sharply and he cried out in disbelief.
Rosa smiled slightly, and said, "There is nothing impossible, a summoned beast with the blessing of the Spirit Crane Guardian can be immune to most curses, and it can also instantly recover all its states." I have to admit that you are indeed very strong, and you can force me to use this move, congratulations, you are lucky enough to see the true combat skills of summoning mages in person!
The Triangle Blade Dragon roared, and suddenly rushed out, leaving several afterimages along the way, and when he rushed to Chekhov, the little dragon was already shrouded in a huge Triangle Blade Dragon Phantom, accompanied by a strong whirlwind, this is the strongest special skill of the high-level dragon type of demonic beasts, the perfect combination of magic and physical skills - Instant Hell Kill!
“...... The sigh of the underworld, "It is worthy of Chekhov, in an emergency, he can still restrain his panic and cast spells in time, this psychological quality and magic strength are indeed not comparable to ordinary people."
But in the face of the strongest special move of the Triangle Blade Dragon, even the sigh of the underworld with good defense is difficult to resist, and the wall of shadows of chaos did not hold on for even a second, and was smashed by the Triangle Blade Dragon, seeing that three sharp horns were about to pierce Chekhov's body, just at this moment, a gray shadow flashed, Chekhov flew high out of thin air, and Chekhov, who was unprepared, danced in the air and let out a frightened scream.
"Ahh
Chekhov was not a wind mage, he had never had the experience of flying high before, and today he was fortunate enough to try it - albeit forced.
With a "chirp", poor Chekhov fell to the ground solidly, and threw a dog to eat.
The gray shadow stood where Chekhov was originally standing, and in the face of the impact of the triangular swift blade dragon, he only turned slightly to one side, and patted the little dragon's shoulder casually, and the triangular swift blade dragon, which was originally amazing, tilted its body, passed by the gray shadow, staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground with a bang, rolling two bones.
"Little Dragon!" Rosa, exclaimed.
"It's fine!" said a somewhat old voice.
"Ah...... Sheet...... "Rosa was still very angry at first, who dared to hurt him Xiaolong?" But as soon as he saw the gray shadow, he was immediately deflated, and he called the other party honestly.
Chekhov, who had finally come to his senses, got up from the ground, and his first action was to touch the whole body, but fortunately, there were no parts missing. It's incredible, he flew so high, fell so badly, and didn't suffer any injuries, Chekhov was glad that he was not as tragic as his junior Mark.
"Thank you Director Zhang for coming to the rescue, I admit defeat!" Chekhov said very dryly.
I saw this Director Zhang, who was an old man with a white beard, dressed in gray, not tall, with a wrinkled face and a slightly hunched back, if it wasn't for the amazing shot just now, he looked like a very ordinary little old man.
It is worth mentioning that this Director Zhang has rare yellow skin and black pupils in the Western Continent, and like Li Luo, he is also an Oriental.