After Zhuang Mingge flashed a few black blades in a row, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

These sharp blades shot out at a very fast speed, and the angle was even more tricky, if it weren't for the existence of the pupil of prediction, he would not know how many times he had died.

It's all thanks to its ability to hold on until now.

Although I already knew that the pupil of prediction must be very powerful, I didn't expect that it would have such a terrible side in battle, it's just a bug.

The only drawback is that the pupil of prediction consumes too much mana, and even if he is already a black iron mage, he can only last ten minutes.

No, you have to fight back!

After dodging a few attacks again, Zhuang Mingge found that blindly defending was not the way, so he decided to fight back.

He was preoccupied with two things, dodging the attack and chanting the incantation.

Mystic basic magic, concussion

Bang!

Aiming at the black shadow under his feet, he cast a concussion spell, and the ground burst into a loud noise, and the black shadow suddenly splashed like a lake, revealing the gray floor.

But soon, the black shadows fused together again, engulfing the gray floor that had just been exposed.

At the same time, as if enraged, black blades shot straight into the sky from all directions, suddenly turning in mid-air, and stabbed straight at Zhuang Mingge.

Embattled, blockaded in all directions, ambushed on all sides.

Seeing that Zhuang Mingge was about to be pierced and turned into a hornet's nest, Zhuang Mingge finally completed his magic.

Elemental magic

With a loud bang, the air around Zhuang Mingge was compressed to the extreme in an instant, and then a huge explosion was issued, and the power generated by the explosion instantly shattered all these black shadow sword blades, making a cracking sound as if the glass was broken, breaking inch by inch, turning into flying ashes.

Cyril's eyes lit up again, although she didn't use all her strength just now, Zhuang Mingge's response still made her feel a strong battle intent.

- It's amazing, it's my brother.

The blow just now, caught off guard, even a third-grader would suffer, and his younger brother could crack it calmly, without a trace of panic, as if he already knew that he was using such an attack.

- Okay, just let me see how far you can go

Thinking so, Cyril waved her hand, and several whirlpools suddenly appeared in the black shadows, surrounding Zhuang Mingge's left and right, and in the whirlpools, several black knights wearing armor slowly rose.

Whether it is the armor on the body or the expression on the face, it is lifelike, as if it is real, the only fly in the ointment is that these knights are all black, without a trace of superfluous color.

"Attack!"

As soon as Cyril gave the order, he saw his younger brother suddenly point forward, and the knight who was the first to attack was instantly shot through by an ice pick, and his whole body was frozen into ice.

This makes Cyril even more strange, these knights look lifelike, but they don't have any reason, they are their own puppets, controlled by themselves, and the way and order of attacks are also done according to their own ideas, and the strange thing is that they just wanted these knights to attack, but they were seen through by their younger brother and defeated.

At the moment when she was puzzled, Zhuang Mingge shot out again and again, and beat all these knight puppets into ashes.

This made Cyrill feel even more excited, such an interesting opponent, let me try it out for myself.

Thinking so, she had just emerged from the shadows when she saw her brother, who was facing away from her, suddenly turn to look at her, and there seemed to be a hint of a narrow smile in his eyes.

Sou!

A brilliant electric light suddenly burst out from her brother's hand, the speed was incredible, Cyril instinctively erected several walls in front of her, black shadows rioted, and walls depicting strange patterns rose from in front of her, blocking in front of her.

Touch!

Unfortunately, the power of the electric light was too great, and it pierced through the wall of dozens of shadows, rubbing Cyril's ears and flying out, bringing up a few strands of golden hair and fluttering in the air.

When did I get pushed to this point?

Cyril looked at her brother in a daze, and unconsciously touched her ear with her right hand, feeling a trace of burning heat from her ear, and couldn't help but smile excitedly.

It's so strong, it's really strong.

"First of all, congratulations, my lovely brother. Cyril smiled brightly, she said calmly: "The control of magic can only be said to be qualified, there is no powerful magic, only some basic magic, combat experience can only be said to be ordinary, in general, in the first year, you can only say that it is above the level, yes, only above the level." ”

Of course, Zhuang Mingge knew his true level, but he saw that Cylier didn't seem to finish speaking, and listened quietly.

"But ah......" Sure enough, Cyril continued: "You seem to have a peculiar ability to predict the existence of danger, and successfully apply this ability to the battle, with this ability, your combat effectiveness will rise in a straight line, in the first grade, if there is no too strong pervert, you are No.1, even if it is not difficult to challenge the second grader, even some third graders will suffer if they despise you." ”

"My sister has won the prize. Zhuang Mingge said this, but he thought of Yun Ji.

I don't know what the odds are of winning compared to that pervert now.

Originally, he was still a little nervous, and he had some doubts about the pupil of prediction, but through the battle just now and Cyril's evaluation, his confidence suddenly skyrocketed.

Who is Cyril, the chief student of the third year, the Thunderbolt Witch.

Until now, Zhuang Mingge has not seen this thunderbolt witch show her true posture, the waltz of the night is decisively not her real strength, and Zhuang Mingge can also be sure that the night circle dance has not shown a real posture until now, if the night round dance is just some black shadows or something, it is too insulting to the name of the silver mage.

Not at all.

"So, my brother, let me, as an older sister, take a look at what your limits are. Cyril smiled excitedly and said softly, "Night, coming!"

In an instant, the black shadow of the ground squirmed, like a living thing, like backward water, spreading to the sky, almost instantly forming a canopy, covering the sky, as if night had fallen, the sky and the earth were pitch black, and even bright moonlight and bright stars could be seen.

"It's just foreplay, that's the true gesture of the Waltz of the Night, my brother. ”

Cyril vanished, but voices came from all directions.

Zhuang Mingge opened his pupil of prediction and saw terrible things.

In the sky, endless bright stars dragged a long tail flame, bright like meteors, falling in the direction where they were.

One after another, like a meteor shower.

These decisive are not real meteors, but they are genuine, comparable to the power produced by meteors when they fall to the ground. Zhuang Mingge screamed, turned around and ran.

"What a joke!" he yelled angrily.

What the pupil of prediction is most afraid of is this kind of unreasonable large-scale attack, crushing it with absolute power, even if he sees the picture of what happened, he can't avoid it, this is Zhuang Mingge's limitation.

If he is a little stronger, he is definitely capable of dodging such an attack, and he can even calmly counterattack and defeat the enemy.

But now he is still a rookie who has just escaped from the little rookie, and he has to run away with his tail between his legs, looking up at the sky from the ground, and the distant stars seem to take days or even months to fall, but at this moment, it seems to have crossed time and space, and it has come in an instant.

Bang!

The first star hit the ground, and the ground collapsed, smashing into a huge crater.

Zhuang Mingge, who already knew where the stars fell, fled from this place as soon as possible, but the surging wind and waves swept like a landslide and tsunami, blowing Zhuang Mingge out in an instant.

Finally stabilized his body in mid-air, and as soon as he landed, a star smashed down happily towards Zhuang Mingge under the control of Cylier.

"Don't use this kind of trick!" Zhuang Mingge shouted, his footsteps moving quickly, and he dodged the moment the stars hit him.

Similarly, the second star landed, a big crater appeared on the ground again, and the surging air waves swept over like a twelve-level tsunami, and Zhuang Mingge was swept out at the first time, like a confetti, flying with the wind, trying to stabilize his body in mid-air.

Whoosh whoosh ......

One by one, the stars fell to the ground, the rumbling loud sound kept coming, and in a small area, the wind howled, the air waves turned into the sky, and the violent tsunami flooded the earth, like a volcanic eruption, and the scene of the sky shattering kept staging.

Relying on his pupil of prediction, Zhuang Mingge kept staging a life-and-death escape in this terrifying scene.

Although I know that even if I fail, I won't really die, but it's still too scary.

Run, run, run, keep running.

Like a lost dog, Zhuang Mingge rushed left and right in mid-air, wanting to leave this terrible place.

Finally, when the stars stopped falling, the wind stopped, the waves calmed down, and everything calmed down, Cyriel appeared in the night sky, illuminated by the moonlight, like the legendary goddess of the moonlight.

"What's the matter, is this the towel?"

Zhuang Mingge was lying on the ground with potholes everywhere and no longer a square centimeter of flat ground, panting heavily, glad that he had survived the catastrophe.

Anyway, I survived.

In the battle just now, the magic power in the body was almost bottoming out, and the pupil of prediction had been closed, Cyliel fell from the sky, sat beside Zhuang Mingge, and said with a smile: "In the next battle with that guy, I am optimistic about you, little brother!"

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