When I walked out of the hallway, I was greeted by a light in front of me. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Chris's heart trembled as he stood on the long steps leading to the ring, cheering and applauding almost instantaneously, as if he were standing alone between heaven and earth, bearing the worship of all living beings in the world

No wonder so many people are crazy about this feeling.

Then, he saw Francis on the other side.

Francis was dressed in ordinary black, with long blond hair, and a long jade body, which had a bit of the taste of a jade tree in the wind.

He looked at Chris, standing quietly with his hands in his hands, not seeing his usual arrogance, the corners of his mouth slightly slanted, and his face seemed to be smiling.

Chris stepped into the ring and looked at each other lightly.

Francis's expression remained unchanged: "You're here!"

Chris almost vomited blood, and then wondered a little, where did this guy learn this dialogue, could it be that he still had to pick up the sentence: "It seems that I shouldn't have come"??

Francis seemed to be satisfied with Chris's expression, the smile on his face was even stronger, and he said eerily, "Are you ready?"

Chris frowned at the referee instructor on the side, smiled sweetly at Francis, and suddenly his face sank: "What's the matter with you!"

Francis was stunned, and his smile froze.

But I saw Chris turn to the referee and salute politely, "Mentor, we are ready." ”

The referee glanced at Francis triumphantly, nodded approvingly at Chriss, and said in a loud voice: "Both students are ready, I announce, game, ready-to-start"

As soon as Chris raised his hand, Francis's heart tightened, and he immediately remembered the opponent's insidious thorn, and quickly rose into the air, but he didn't expect the other party to just raise his hand and scratch his head casually, and when he caught a glimpse of the smile of the audience in the audience, he couldn't help but turn blue.

He quickly put a wind shield on his body, and decided in his heart that he would not play with the other party anymore, and that he must end the battle quickly, otherwise he would never be able to raise his head again if he accidentally capsized in the gutter.

The wind element was condensed in his hand, and he cast several wind blades on Chris on the ground, and as soon as he cast it, he saw a ball of lightning shooting towards him.

Now that he has already doomed himself to victory, the rest of the matter is how to win beautifully, neatly and neatly, and win lightly, which is the demeanor of a true aristocratic magician.

Thunderbolt ball?

Amusing!

Can you break the wind shield of a level 6 magician?

However, this is also the opponent's helplessness, because he has no more powerful magic to choose from, sadly!

Francis grinned, not dodging or dodging, watching with disdain as the lightning ball struck his wind shield.

After a bang, sure enough, the wind shield was intact.

Francis felt that this ball of lightning could not pose any threat to the wind shield at all.

So what am I afraid of you for?

He held the staff in one hand and the other behind him, with a faint smile on his face, his long golden hair raised slightly from the back of his head, and he felt that all the eyes of the audience were focused on him, and he also faintly glimpsed the adoration in the eyes of many girls in the audience, Francis was almost a little fluttering.

He reminded himself not to look at the podium, and to keep a noble smile on his face.

Poor fellow, dare to go against me?

You're out of luck!

Francis gently raised his right hand behind his back, raised it slightly, and watched his opponent dodge the tornado in embarrassment, the smile on his face was still so indifferent and elegant, just like the smile of the Buddha in Chris's previous life.

Then he saw that his opponent's hands condensed a ball of elements, and then chanted a spell, and two lightning balls shot towards him, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Double cast?

Francis was secretly surprised, it seems that he is also underestimating his opponent, this kind of spell-casting technique is known to Francis, and there are not many people in the academy, at least not himself.

But, ridiculously, one lightning ball can't break through one's own defenses, two can't do it?

Despite this, Francis did not slack off, and secretly condensed the wind shield thicker and stabilized his body in the air.

Two balls of lightning came in an instant, hitting the wind shield almost simultaneously.

After the explosion, Francis was sure and stopped!

Upon further examination of the wind shield, Francis could barely maintain an elegant smile.

It's ridiculous.

What if you have double the spell casting technique, the power of the magic is scattered because of it, and it is not as threatening as the previous lightning ball.

O wretched low-level magician!

Francis looked at his opponent and slowly put away his smile, his eyes revealing a deep compassion and helplessness-

I don't want to accept this duel!

However, I couldn't say no!

Many people have understood this noble sentiment of Francis, and their eyes have been dissatisfied.

It seems that he can't hurt this kid anymore, so he drains his mana until he automatically concedes.

Francis simply stopped casting magic on his opponents, and flew in the air like a fairy, allowing Chris's magic to wreak havoc on his wind shield.

Two more balls of lightning struck him, and at a glance, Francis suddenly realized that something was wrong, was this the previous double ball of lightning? Why is there an arc in the middle?

I've never seen it before, what kind of magic is this?

There seemed to be many people in the audience who stood up straight in surprise.

It was too late to make out the windshield of France, adding more elements to make it more solid.

All eyes were on this strange magic until it hit the wind shield impartially.

"Boom".

The audience couldn't hear the loud bang, only the flames of the explosion flashed in midair, and then Francis fell from the smoke of the explosion.

Many people's eyes widened in surprise, half of them stood up, and then, those who were blocked in front of them also had to stand up and look at the ring.

The clothes on the upper half of France's body had been blown apart, revealing his white skin, but the blood from his mouth stained his chest red, and he barely stood up on the ground, his ears still ringing.

Before he could turn to Chris, he felt a darkness in front of him, and then he was slammed into his chest, and he flew into the air involuntarily, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

Before he could hit the ground, his ankle was grabbed by a force, and then he was smashed to the ground, which almost made Francis unable to breathe in pain, and the "I admit defeat" in his mouth was also smashed back into his stomach.

Chris let go of Francis's ankle and pinched his neck with a force that lifted him from the ground and punched him in the eye with his right hand.

"Let you pretend!"

The left hand pulled back Francis's body and slammed his knee into his stomach.

"Let you pretend!"

Then came a punch in the other eye.

"Let you pretend!"

The action is getting faster and faster, and the words are getting more and more urgent:

"Let you..."

"Let..."

"Let..."

Francis wanted to lie down on the ground, but he was always held and couldn't do it, and often held his breath and wanted to admit defeat, only to shout "I admit ...", and was interrupted.

Chris grabbed Francis's left hand, pinched the sides of his elbow with his right hand, pinched the bone gap, and pulled down hard while holding his forearm with his left hand and grabbing it upward, the slight bone sound was muffled by Francis's howl of pain.

A ball of elements condensed in his hand, looking at Francis, who was already blue and swollen, turned around and kicked him far away, and before he landed, a thundercloud had already formed above, and a lightning bolt fell.

It landed on top of Francis's head, and there was a muffled sound, and at the same time it sounded Cris's voice: "Pretending to be forced to be struck by lightning!"

The lightning did not cause Francis to scream, and he was immediately unconscious when he was hit.

"Bang", Francis's body smashed to the ground.

There was silence for a while.

Only then did the referee step forward to stop Chris, looked down for a while, and said with a sigh of relief: "I just fainted!" He glared at Kriss slightly, raised his hand to remove the protective shield around the ring, and raised his voice: "The challenge is over, and I announce the winner-Chris Lorraine." ”

Thunderous applause and cheers rang out.