"But I will not let go of this matter if my brothers are bullied by you. Unless you defeat us, the account will be written off." Miller said to Leng Xiaoran.
Leng Xiaoran smiled indifferently and did not speak. She glanced at Jin Qian and the others and signaled.
After receiving Leng Xiaoran's instructions, Jin Qian and others immediately understood. Jin Qian and others stood up and smiled at Miller, "Whatever."
When Kara heard the second half of Miller's words with her own ear, her previous resentment immediately dissipated, and she felt guilty towards Miller. Then she immediately took a step forward and shouted: "How could we lose to you guys who are gifted?"
"Oh, boy, are you very arrogant!" Jin Gun looked at Kara standing in front of him coldly. Kara suddenly felt a chill spread from the depths of her heart, and she took two steps back in horror. However, from the moment Kara retreated, Miller took a step forward, and a completely imposing momentum immediately suppressed the murderous aura of the Jin Gun.[
"Since that's the case, we can start." Miller also understood that the other party was not a kind character, so he no longer showed his knight etiquette and reached out to his opponent.
At this time, the elder, who was the referee, also shouted: "Start." The elder glanced at the twenty students on the field, thinking to himself: "There is no fight, the smell of blood is so strong. I wonder how far it will develop later?"
Leng Xiaoran and the ten people had already set up their formation, but they did not take the initiative. They took the initiative to calm down.
However, the other party did not think so. After Miller and another knight named Andre recited a spell, a wrinkle suddenly appeared in a space on the field. Then, a giant claw suddenly stretched out. Suddenly, everyone in the field was in an uproar. Several of them were knowledgeable and shouted immediately: "I know what that is? That is their mount."
"Roar—" A roar of dragon roar came from the unknown space, which immediately surprised the Ten Saints. Bai Ling'er said softly: "Is this their mount? It's really interesting to summon it from another space." Bai Ling'er pursed her lips as if she wanted to see if the other party had any other special aspects.
However, what disappointed Bai Ling'er was that after summoning his mount, the other party did not speak much. Judging from their formation, the Ten Saint Son had already understood the other party's actions. At this time, the Ten Saint Son was also on guard and looked at the other party's every move with caution.
Appearing under Miller was a silver-feathered pegasus with white fur, a light horse sound, waving its slender wings, which drove Miller to take off slowly, and under Andre was a giant half-dragon monster like a huge monster.
"What is that?" Feng Ji asked with his head tilted. It was obvious that Feng Ji asked what the half-dragon monster was?
"Director Dragon." Leng Xiaoran said two words in a brief introduction.
"...This can also be called a dragon..." Meng Mei looked at the huge but ugly earth dragon with disgust, "It's really dirty the word dragon."
Then the Golden Spears nodded immediately and agreed, looking at the Earth Dragon with great disgust and hatred. The Golden Spear cursed: "What's the matter? I'll pinch the Earth Dragon! Then I'm still a Golden Dragon!!!"
"This competition requires us to use our true strength and play with them for a while." Leng Xiaoran had previously told everyone about the tactics of this game.
At this time, the wind magician Ada over there had also taken off the air. A transparent long blue wing stretched out from behind Ada, looking at Leng Xiaoran and others with contempt, as if he thought that as long as he was in the air, he would not take the other person seriously at all.
"Hmph, I'll solve it..." Feng Ji felt uncomfortable at this time, and wanted to be arrogant in the air. He was really a guy who didn't know the world.
Then, immediately afterwards, a gust of wind blew across Feng Ji. In just a moment, Feng Ji had already flashed into the air, which immediately made the other person feel shocked. The other person also had a wind-type magic swordsman. Looking at Feng Ji's agile figure, the other person could only judge Feng Ji as a magic swordsman. If the wind-type swordsman wants to fly, it requires a strong strength.
"Well, the magic swordsman..." Ada immediately felt the pressure. The magician's weakness was obvious. He had no strength to fight in close combat at all. If the opponent's magic swordsman was close, then Ada would understand the outcome very well. Then Ada did not have the momentum he had just appeared. He quickly turned around and stopped not far in front of Sky Knight Miller.
Due to the many unstable factors of the chaotic war, Miller did not dare to let everyone sprint away directly. At the same time, he looked at the other party's formation and felt clear in his heart and shouted, "Everyone fights for themselves."
As soon as Ada heard Miller's voice, she complained in her heart.
Feng Ji smiled fiercely, which made Ada feel panicked. However, when Ada carefully observed Feng Ji, he unexpectedly found that Feng Ji was only at level six. The shadow in his heart immediately dissipated, "Is God favoring me too?" Ada suddenly felt the beauty of God. After thinking about it, he had just entered the eighth level. Could it be that he could not deal with a level six magic swordsman?
At this time, all the players on the field immediately rushed, and Feng Qi flew towards Ada quickly with the breeze. A group of dense wind blades suddenly appeared in his hand, surging like a group of hornets, which immediately shocked Ada. "How is that possible?" Looking at the unusual wind blade displayed by Feng Qi, Ada could not use it no matter how.
Ada waved his wind wings and retreated to the back, while his mouth was filled with sounds. A series of strange magic spells came out of Ada's mouth. In a moment, a layer of dim green light barrier appeared in front of Ada, "Oh, it's the wind barrier, so what?" Feng Qi looked at Ada with disdain. At this time, Ada gradually realized that the other party was unusual. Just a sixth-level magic swordsman could launch such a terrifying wind blade attack.
The wind blade, the size of a palm, had already appeared in front of Ada with a swearing sound. He looked at the incomprehensible wind blade in front of him in horror. At this time, Ada's homepage became much softer. The wind blade hit the wind barrier and caused a dull sound.
"It's not good to continue like this." Ada thought in her heart, and Feng Qi also felt that the other party was too weak and had no ability to hit. Is this the weakness of Western magicians? Why do Westerners still admire so-called magicians so much?
On the other side, Yan Hao smiled and said to the other party’s female magician Afura, "I won’t exert too much force. Hehehe..."
"Hmph, shameful." Afura is a fire-type magician, and Yan Hao is also a fire-type, so the two of them will definitely not be Yan Hao's opponent when they fight Afura.
"Hmm? Why am I ashamed? Look at my teeth so many!" Yan Hao bared his teeth and said to Afura with yellow teeth.
Suddenly, Afura's face became increasingly ugly. She thought in her heart that the other party was just like a beast Empire, with no education, so Afura no longer paid attention to Yan Hao's vulgar actions. With a wave of his hand, a series of fireballs could be formed without spells, which was obviously much smarter than that Ada.
"Fireballs in a row" with eighteen fireballs on his face attacking Yan Hao not far away like a string of fire. "Haha, the little girl is cute. Beating is love, scolding is love, kicking is love..." Yan Hao's nature was exposed at this time, and it immediately made the other fighting Jin Gu and others feel ashamed, and they all said: "It turns out that the most vulgar one is you, you have been hiding for a long time..."
With the arrival of the fireballs, Yan Hao had to avoid it. His tall and thin body was extremely agile. He twisted his waist and raised his legs, raised his legs several times in a row. After the last leaping in the air, Afura struggled to control the eighteen fireballs, tracking Yan Hao's body in the air like a fire snake, "Hehe, little girl, it's useless. We are people from two worlds, you can't hurt me." Yan Hao smiled and told the truth.
After Yan Hao finished speaking, he no longer avoided it. In Afura, a guy with a vulgar gift would definitely use another trick and looked at Yan Hao with a cautious look. However, when the Eighteen Fireballs approached Yan Hao, he did not dodge, which made Afura feel confused, what is this guy doing?
After the eighteen fireballs covered Afura's sight, he heard only a disdainful sneer. Suddenly, Afura felt that his mental power had lost contact with the eighteen fireballs, and looked at Yan Hao with horror. The fireball had blocked Afura's sight.
Yan Hao just summoned a long flame sword in his hand, and raised it to the eighteen fireballs and slashed it. Suddenly, a flame turned into a knife light and quickly cut the eighteen fireballs from top to bottom. For a moment, the flames surging and the fireball burst, but it did not hurt Yan Hao's hair, as if he was bathing in the bathhouse and enjoying it.
Then, Yan Hao raised his right palm with shame, and a suction force slowly summoned the scattered flames in his right hand, gathering into a red fireball that was only half the size of a fist for a moment, and said to Afura: "Your ones are just juggling, fireballs... This is the fireball, haha, you know..." Yan Hao also put away his hippie smile, and his right hand suddenly felt a sudden suction. In a moment, the flames around him immediately turned into a flame vortex and gathered towards the scout fireball.
"This?" Afura pursed her lips and looked at Yan Hao with anger. At this time, Afura also looked at the strange fireball in Yan Hao's hand very clearly, and learned from his spiritual perception that the extremely high temperature of the red fireball was.
"Go." Yan Hao threw it casually, as if he ignored Avra, the beautiful woman, who seemed to be buried in the sea of fire, was standing there with a smile on his face.