Real damage is the most real damage.

It can ignore the thickness of your armor and your skin, inflicting the most painful damage on your soul and increasing the shadow of your psyche.

Here, Lundner was just choked, but the old scum Ludiana, who had just broken free from covering his mouth, shouted: "Idiot boy who can't figure out the situation! If Master Lundner doesn't kill him, he will already be the greatest mercy to you! ”

Lundner's pupils dilated: I thank you so much! Pig teammates!

The Anti-Physics Alliance picked this dead old man because his status was not low, and he didn't force the count, and he went up as soon as he was on fire.

Death is impermanent!

They really didn't expect that one day this old man would be caught by the horse's feet, drag them all into the water, and smash a boomerang on their heads.

How cool the arch fire must be, how painful it is to burn the body.

Another legendary powerhouse next to him immediately made up for it, and covered the old man's mouth: "Hey, Lord Tesla, leave him alone, he's old and confused." ”

Wren was really not annoyed. He didn't reply directly, but turned to Sophia beside him and said, "You know? When your opponent is weak enough, even his threat can look cute. ”

"Poof!" Not to mention Sophia, even Flora, who was listening, couldn't help it, and burst out laughing on the spot.

The disgrace of the anti-physicist alliance is a disgrace, at least the situation has not deteriorated.

Lundner was aggrieved, but also secretly rejoiced. This super torturous mentality is uncomfortable.

He decided not to care, and responded with all his might: "Don't care about the old dog barking." Here we go. ”

"Okay." Matt nodded with a slightly glazed look. I look like I understand, but I don't understand at all.

Because of this, Lundner felt that his blood pressure could not be controlled and was about to go up.

The referee here signaled to start, and Lundner over there immediately summoned an ice gun, as if firing a cannonball, and stabbed Matt in the chest with a flick of his hand.

The ice spear with the appearance of a standard riding spear, the howling cold wind, crossed over the floor tiles of the vestibule, and the distance of twenty meters was definitely not short, but on the ground that the ice spear swept by, a circle of cold ice quickly covered the ground.

If you stand on it, your feet will either be completely frozen by the rapidly thickening ice, or you will be so slippery that you can't walk.

Although Matt was wearing dragon leather boots, he did not have special non-slip spikes.

It is entirely conceivable that he should be in a dilemma.

Hide, and people will fall into passivity.

Without dodging, he was pierced in the chest in minutes, leaving a large frost hole.

This is not the end, Leonard continued to drum up the frost element, only to see that there was an icy flame burning in his eyes, and more cold qi poured out, majestic as if the ice goddess had descended, and he didn't even summon the ice spear anymore, as long as he pointed his hand, it was immediately an ice tornado.

Feel it casually, and the ice tornado has no problem freezing a large living person into an ice sculpture.

From a distance, I saw the ice fog dancing wildly outside, white and expansive, and the entire vestibule was covered by an ice tornado.

Even if Lundner deliberately controlled the range of the Frost Elemental, there was already a smell of the Water Elemental Lord tearing through the spatial barrier of the main plane and descending into the present world.

Just when everyone thought that Matt was unavoidable and had to compete with the other party for elemental attacks, Matt made a move that surprised Wren -

This kid stepped on his left foot and flew into the sky!

Sounds outrageous, doesn't it?

The problem is, no one told him that there was no such thing as a [foot] in the Bigby Talisman Palm!

With his left foot on the surface of an elemental foot that appeared out of thin air, Matt climbed a tree like a spirit monkey, and flew into the air thirty meters in a few clicks, miraculously avoiding the ground ravaged by the frost elemental.

That dexterous movement, that agile skill, you say Matt is a mage? Who would dare to believe it if you didn't see it with your own eyes!?

Wren at the top of the stone steps at the entrance to the hall was already holding his forehead.

He, who is a master, is a bit of a social death.

He said at the beginning that people can't step on their left foot and spiral to heaven with their right foot, but now it's okay, the kid didn't say a word, and proved himself right with crooked reasoning.

I figured out whose foot Wren didn't say he was stepping on!

Wren was entangled in this, and Lundner on the other side was in pain.

Lundner smashed almost all the frost elements he could mobilize close to the ground, who would have thought that the other party would not play cards according to the routine, and turn from the hegemony of the continent to the ace air battle!

He blushed, and with a wave of his hands, the frost elemental that covered the earth violently turned into a tornado that shot into the sky, hitting Matt directly.

In his imagination, Matt should be unavoidable.

Who would have thought that Matt dexterously balanced his whole body with the earth, and stepped on the sole of another elemental condensed foot, he flew out more than twenty meters with a bang, and once again broke away from the attack range of the ice tornado, until this time, he seemed to have a sharp heart to read out a sentence that left a deep impression on him when the master was chatting.

"Did you know that there is a palm trick that falls from the sky!?"

Leonard and a group of legendary powerhouses who eat melons have put a string of question marks in their brains: ???

A huge palm of unsurpassed magnificence condensed with arcane energy slapped against Lundner's head.

The roar that broke through the air quickly formed an intuitive and violent extension in the legendary sorcerer's mind, if this was just a sonic boom of air generated when an illusory palm was slapped - then when this was not just a hand, but an avatar of a god, then how big should this [god] be.

As far as Wren was a bystander, this hand was too big, and it reminded him of the hand of the Buddha who suppressed Sun Monkey.

Nima!

This is Kaos's version of the Nyorai Divine Palm!

Wren had just activated his protective magic to protect the entire Grand Duke's Mansion with a protective wall that combined wind elements and arcane energy, when a terrifying sonic boom swept through half of Marino City in an instant.

Lundner, who was the client, felt a chill in the back of his head, and a large frozen elemental hand reached out from behind him, enveloping him inside.

"Bang", the sound is as if a mountain is collapsing and pressing on his head. The overwhelming blast of arcane energy collided with his frost elemental at its sharpest level.

Then the strong turbulence from the impact made his ear drums resonate, how long did this discomfort last?

How many seconds?

How many centuries?

The most terrifying thing is that Matt saw that he seemed to be carrying it, and he became excited.

Two huge palms of arcane energy slammed down in a row.

"Bang bang!"

From a distance, it looks like a giant playing cake beating.

Inside, Lundner was miserable, he was like a wretched creature stuffed into a chime, and when outsiders knocked casually, there was a buzzing sound in his head that lasted for a long time.

Matt's continuous blows made Lendner unable to recover his hearing at all, and his chest was even more panicked!

Of course, Lundner knew that the kid on the other side was probably inferior to him in terms of elemental control, and even the total amount of mana was not comparable to him.

But as a sorcerer who contracts with the Ice Lord, he needs enough time to communicate with the object of his contract with each move, so that he understands what he wants to do, and then presents this action in a magical way.

The problem is that the kid won't give him a respite at all!

It is equivalent to holding two of the most primitive elements, giving him an old fist, and outputting it crazily.

This feeling of having no chance to fight back, and having to be beaten again and again is really terrible.

"Stop, stop! I threw in the towel! ”

(End of chapter)