"What kind of magic circle is this? It's so magical!" Mu Bai looked at the scenery in the arena and said in surprise.
Ruian smiled and said: "This is an illusion magic circle. I didn't expect that there are magicians who are proficient in illusion in the academy. It's not simple."
"Roar!" The roar of the angry dragon came from far away from the ring, and almost everyone in the square could hear it.
On the ring, Dia took out a sky-blue magic ball and summoned his Dragon Rider from it, which was a level five sub-dragon.
This subsaurus is as big as a small mountain, about ten meters long and more than three meters high. Its mouth is pointed and long, like a sharp sword. The leather on its body is very thick, covered with fiery red markings, and there is a thorn on its back.
The back thorns are sharp, each one is about one meter long, and is harder than steel.
Dia tapped the ground lightly with her toes, jumped onto Yalong's head, and stood firmly.
He looked down at the student below who was as small as an ant. The shining dragon spear pointed directly at the student's chest. He smiled coldly and said, "If you don't want to die, just admit defeat."
Those students were shocked when they saw Dia summoning the Dragon Rider. The aura emanating from the Dragon Rider was too much for him to bear. He trembled like a sieve and subconsciously took more than ten steps back.
The outcome of this game can be judged just by the comparison of the auras emanating from the two men. Dia will win without a doubt.
"Arena 12, the first round of competition begins." The female instructor raised her voice and said. Then, she and the male instructor beside her retreated to the edge of the ring.
The words fell.
"Roar!" Dia's dragon rider roared angrily, stepped forward and rushed towards the male student in front of him.
The male student was almost stunned by the momentum of the Dragon Rider. It became extremely difficult for him to breathe, let alone move his feet to dodge.
Blink.
Dia's dragon spear with green light was coldly pressed against the male student's forehead, slightly piercing the flesh on his forehead. A trace of blood immediately flowed down and dripped down the male student's cheek to the ground.
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As long as Dia exerts a little force, his dragon spear can easily pierce the male student's head.
Yalong opened his mouth angrily, revealing two rows of sharp knife-like teeth, and stared coldly at the student in front of him, as if he could swallow him in one bite.