The game kicked off with shouts from the audience.

As time passed, the magic of the two forces fluctuated on the stage, and the two white lights suddenly split the stage in half, and bursts of white sand rose around them, and everyone sighed for a while, and hurriedly covered their eyes with their hands, for fear that the sand and dust would merge into their eyes.

"Wow!"

With a monstrous roar of Moor, the powerful magical aura came back, with countless sand and dust on the ground, the surrounding stage continued to fluctuate, squeaking from side to side, and in the dark eyes, an unstoppable aura erupted, and the fire-like magic light erupted from the eyes, and the bulging eyes were full of bloodshots, densely distributed on the eyeballs like spider webs, monstrous, maybe only he could give up his life to cast spells.

"Are you scared?"

Muer's white figure quickly shuttled through the air, and said stiffly.

Of course, Muyce did not show weakness, and quickly activated the magic in his body, and as his mouth sang, a gentle light slowly rose from under his feet, opening a white light curtain, which was like a curtain, blocking Moore from the outside. One of the horns shrank rapidly, and in an instant it turned into a punch-bag-sized fist, swinging at Moore in the sky.

The huge fist shadow was surrounded by blazing golden rays, dancing like golden snakes, and the powerful force distorted the space, as if it was about to tear apart the void near the fist shadow. The pressure was overwhelming, and the crowd of onlookers was pushed back by the surging force, and the terrifying fluctuations made everyone's hearts palpitate, even the mages in the crowd with relatively advanced magic.

"Whoosh, whoosh. ”

"Boom!"

Mur was careless for a moment, and in the process of dodging, he was hit in the chest by a giant fist, and an earth-shattering loud sound sounded in the center of the martial platform, and a huge and incomparable energy burst out at this moment.

A white light was like the moonlight in the sky, shining in the sky, the bright light was dazzling, and the huge fist shadow absorbed a huge amount of energy before attacking, bursting out with infinite energy like the sky and the earth cracking. The huge shaking and powerful impact made the audience retreat two meters away, and the scene seemed so chaotic.

With a dull roar, Mousse was knocked out, and his body was like a bullet, "whoosh" out of the chamber, and fell heavily under the martial platform, bringing up pieces of dust.

Although his face looked painful, his body was fine, and Moore straightened up again, the robe that had been rubbed off by the ground looked old and worn.

Because of impulsiveness, Moore's first blow was defeated, but in the end, he was hit back hard.

Moore, who suffered the first blow, already hated Mouyce in front of him, and he shouted: "You go to die!" Anger continued to erupt from the seven orifices, like a volcanic eruption, magnificent, and deafening. People covered their ears and kept avoiding the sound.

As he spoke, he turned into a white light and rushed towards Muyce like lightning, and this was his second attack.

Muyce looked at it, showing a cold face, snorted coldly, and then activated the whole body magic, the magic suddenly became restless under his summons, a white magic burst out from his body, and the white light slowly wrapped his body, like a brilliant platinum armor, firmly protecting him.

Moore's attack slammed forward, like a white glacier falling into the ice, and rushed forward without the slightest hesitation, and the magic palm slapped at Muyce viciously.

"Bang", once again there was a huge sound all over the world, the surrounding streets trembled with the sound, and the audience under the stage was already impressed by the magnificent scene, which deserved to be the strongest against the strongest, and that kind of momentum was not something that ordinary people could imitate.

With the help of the power of the shield, at the moment of contact, he raised his left fist and swung it out, resisting with force and countering violence with violence.

Bypassing Moore's right arm, Mouyce punched straight to the heart.

"Boom!" the loud thud sounded almost as well as Moore's wail.

"Boom!" Mul's sturdy body flew out two meters away and hit the Wutai pillar, the huge impact knocked the pillar into two sections, and the Wutai instantly tilted to one side, and the picture seemed to be upside down.

"Ahem, ahem, what, how could this be. Moore clutched his chest and sighed.

The raging magic gradually dissipated, the wind had stopped, and a huge ravine appeared in front of Moor, and Wutai was destroyed.

"Stop! stop!" Seeing this, the Judge Magi rushed forward, and in order to avoid unnecessary damage, he stopped the game.

As the fluctuations of the surrounding air flow decrease, the sand and dust also slowly settle. The crowd around them cheered again.

"Oh~~!!oh~~!!oh~~!!

"Muyce, you are good, you didn't disappoint everyone!"

The people in the audience kept cheering as if they had taken stimulants, as if they couldn't feel the thirst in their throats at all, and howling and cheering was the only thing they did now.

Although the strength of the two is about the same, Moore, who is too sloppy, looks younger, and there is no good controller, no matter how strong the magic is, it can only be an ornament.

The constant cheers made Moore feel irritable, how could the villain's jealousy tolerate these broken words, that kind of "grievance" no one could understand, his eyes sprayed with anger, constantly devouring his will.

"I will announce the winner of the contest, he is ......"

The Judge Mage was about to raise Muyce's hand, but Moore stood up again, his eyes full of killing intent, and that powerful killing intent came from the soul inside.

At this moment, his eyes made it impossible to look at each other, the black pupils could not hide the deep violence, and occasionally flashed a touch of blood red, showing a strong bloodthirstiness, the open mouth, revealing the miserable white tiger teeth, and the slight evil smile at the corner of the mouth all indicated his evil.

"No! it's not over yet! According to the rules of the game, this can't be considered a loss!" said Moore coldly.

"Child~ Let's stop here, from the previous duel, I have already seen the disparity between you, there is no doubt about it. ”

"Since it's fair competition, why break the rules, Guangming knows how to be credible! Since it's written in black and white, then we have to follow the above, isn't it?" Moore said excitedly.

The trial magician thought for a while, and thought to himself: "What Moore said is also right, since there are regulations, then there must be regulations, since Moore has not failed, I should not have ruled him out of failure so innocently." ”

Thinking of this, the trial magician looked at Moore again and said, "Well, okay! Then follow the rules, but in front of you, you must not hurt the innocent audience in the audience, let alone be ruthless to the other party!"

After the trial magician finished speaking, he started a new game, after the last duel, Moore was much smarter, this time he didn't strike first, people grow up in battle, without the defeat just now, how can Moore mature.

In fact, the second duel was expected by Mousse, and Moore's character would not give up the game so easily, and this selection was even more precious than his life.

Last time, it was to prevent it, but this time Mouyce used it to prevent it, he took the lead in activating the magic, and the huge magic slowly fluctuated in the air, and the dust and gravel that had just settled for a while were driven by the huge energy.

This time, Muyce took the lead in attacking, shuttling through the small stage at an unbelievable speed, gathering magical energy in his hands, while the magical energy continued to gather, he seemed to be looking for Moore's defensive loopholes, just after shuttling for dozens of seconds, Muyce's eyes tightened, and a glimmer of brilliance flashed in his eyebrows, as if he had found Moore's loophole.

With the energy gathered in his hand, he quickly rushed towards Muer, and powerful spiritual fluctuations continued to surge, like a roaring sea, rolling up bursts of hazy brilliance.

Muyse sprinted and looked at Moor, a huge amount of magical energy mixed with this mental fluctuation. From Muys's body, he rushed out of the body surface and stirred up on the martial platform.

"Bang"

The speed that was too late to cover his ears, bypassing Moore's strongest defense, was obviously a frontal attack, but it hit the back at the last moment.

"Not good!" Moore called.

Moore subconsciously felt this powerful force, but when he reacted, it was too late, and it was impossible to defend again.

In this way, being hit on the back by that energy, an unprecedented scorching heat came from the back, and the indescribable pain paralyzed the whole body, and the successive impacts made Moore a little physically exhausted, pus and blood spurted out of his mouth, splashing on the ground of Wutai.

"Good job, nice Muyce!"

The audience below was as if they were watching a peerless battle, and their eyes were enchanted with indescribable brilliance, and their mouths kept applauding.

Moore leaned on the sloping stage, the thick blood at the corner of his mouth seemed to be solidified, and he wanted to flow but couldn't.

"Haha...... Ha...... Haha, is that what you can do?" said Moore, touching the blood on the corner of his mouth.

Although he lost everywhere in these encounters, Moore did not show any fear, but became more irritable, and the hatred continued to rise, as if he was about to explode*. He looked at Mouyce greedily, and he showed a look of pleasure at the pain.