At this time, the sun had passed the high mountain, and the waiting time was always inexplicably annoying. The audience in the audience had long been unable to resist and started scolding.
"Why haven't you come yet? Are you so scared that you wet your pants?"
"Haha, how dare you come to the tail of that ten thousand-year-old crane? You're thinking too much."
"Yeah, I probably don't dare to come, I abstain from it!"
The audience below were talking, and even Mu Yun was a little impatient. He stood up, raised his head and chest, and looked at the sky with his eyes, and the stuffiness in his heart became more and more intense.
Finally, after a while, the hunched white-haired old man walked to the stage staggeringly and said slowly: "I announce that the time is up! Tu Suqi..."
"Slowly! Who said I abstained from it?"
Just as the referee announced the result of the game, a muffled sound suddenly appeared on the court, and thick smoke filled the smoke, and a thin young man appeared. Although he was a magician, this man was wearing a black fighter uniform with a blue cloth tied on his forehead. His square public face and his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he could see through Mu Yun.
"This kid really dares to come! Aren't you afraid that the boss will peel his skin and suck his tendons?"
Qian was rare to see Tu Su, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face, but it was only a trace of contempt.
Tu Su entered the academy when he was young. It is said that because his parents died, he was brought to the academy by the elders of the college to train him. Unfortunately, this person has a poor qualification. After entering the academy, he has always occupied a trump card position, the last one, and the title of the ten thousand-year crane comes from this.
"I don't want to hurt you, you'd better go down quickly!"
Mu Yun said lightly, just glanced at the thin young man casually, and an invisible aura emanated from him as the center. He was in a bad mood, but he didn't want to fight, so he just released the pressure and let the opponent retreat.
"Mu Yun, the great wind magician!" In the surprised eyes of everyone, Mu Yun actually introduced himself first. With Tu Su's courage, he was a respectable opponent.
"Does this kid not want to live anymore?" Huo Yuyang was stunned by Tu Su's domineering opening remarks and said in disbelief. Qian Shao and others nodded frequently. Tu Su at the end of the Wannian crane dared to provoke Mu Yun in a bad mood. That was not because he was impatient to live, what else could it be?
Only Wuyou frowned slightly, stared at Tu Su with his eyes, and a trace of inexplicable worry flashed in his heart. For some reason, he always felt that the ordinary thin young man in front of him seemed not as simple as it seemed.
Originally, Mu Yun did not take Tu Su seriously, but when he heard his words, his expression stopped and he looked at Tu Su carefully.
At this time, Tu Su still looked like an ordinary person, but it was this kind of ordinary person that made Mu Yun more vigilant.
After Mu Yun spoke for a while, Tu Su slowly spoke: "Tu Su, the dark magician!"
"This is impossible! How could he be a dark magician! This is impossible!!!"
"I must have heard it wrong. This kid is the tail of a ten thousand-year-old crane!!!"
For a moment, a look of horror and suspicion flashed on the faces of the students. They all looked at Tu Su with scrutiny. The storm waves appeared in his heart because of his words, and they looked at the position at the edge of the second row of the VIP station in disbelief.
There, the old god Abel in a black magic robe was looking at Tu Su on the ground, with a look of relief on his face.
Seeing the ninth elder's smug look, the other elders also looked at him in search.
Next to the ring, the referee announced the start of the game after receiving the look of the second elder.
On the ring, Mu Yun was not panicked because of Tu Su's level. He glanced at Wuyou with a worried look, but became more calm. He raised his right hand gently and waved casually. The space slightly shook, and a scepter of ancient jade suddenly came out. The corners of his mouth were gently curled, and the staff automatically flew into Mu Yun's hand, raised his arm slightly, and stretched forward.
Whoosh!
The sound of breaking through the air suppressed the amazement from everyone. Although he received the apology from Elder Ninth, everyone still couldn't believe that the rear of the Wannian crane that they had always looked down upon would be an existence that even Senior Mu Yun could not ignore. Therefore, everyone looked at Tu Su with a little gloating, hoping that he would make a fool of himself.
Two sharp wind blades cut through the sky, like a roaring wolf with its dark and terrifying mouth, approaching Tu Su tightly. The howling wind blew the warrior suits that wrapped Tu Su's thin and tiny body.
Hesit...
The sound of the wind blade shaving the cloth filled the entire arena. Tu Su's figure could no longer be seen on the stage, but only a green vortex circling on the stage for a long time.
"Can't Tu Su die? Is he really a dark magician?" Huo Yuyang is Mu Yun's most loyal little brother. He had been unhappy with the arrogant Tu Su. At this time, he saw Tu Su being beaten by the boss and had no room for fight back. Of course, he was the most gloating, but when he thought of Tu Su's self-introduction just now, he was a little uneasy.
Looking at the vortex composed of wind blades in the center of the ring, Mu Yun's eyes were deep. Although he suppressed Tu Su in front of him, he always felt that it was not that simple.
Next to the ring, the hunched white-haired old man shook his head and looked at the corner of the stage. A strange smile flashed across his wrinkled old face. He brought Tu Su into the academy back then, but the one who actually accepted Tu Su was the Ninth Elder Abel. Tu Su was deeply taught by the Ninth Elder, and it would never be that simple.
Sure enough, after the light of the wind blade passed, her thin figure appeared in front of everyone. There were many cut marks in the black fighter uniform, and a trace of blood appeared on her face. Tu Su suffered some minor injuries under this blow, but it was not fatal. Her eyes were still staring at Mu Yun with a slight squinting and staring quietly.
Seeing that Tu Su was only slightly injured, Mu Yun felt much more at ease. But he didn't like Tu Su's actions very much. Obviously, he didn't take himself in his eyes, so he deliberately said: "It seems that you have hidden a lot of strength. I don't know what your plan is, but if you dare to underestimate me, Mu Yun, you will definitely die!"
As soon as he finished speaking the warning, he raised his scepter and muttered something. His aura surged. He suddenly swung his scepter forward and shouted: "The wind swept the clouds!"
This time, Mu Yun did not hold back at all, but a strange scene appeared.
Under Mu Yun's roar on the field, a tornado like a evil dragon circled the world. Even outside the protective cover, everyone could still feel the wind elements surging from all directions.
"This is impossible! Is Senior Mu Yun also a magician?" A student firmly stabilized his figure and exclaimed.
"The wind-type level 6 magic, the wind swept the remaining clouds, and senior Mu Yun also..." Another student's words were blown away by the wind, but the second half of the sentence had already formed in everyone's hearts.
The audience in the audience was boiling, and the strong wind blew them a little embarrassed, but everyone had an excited expression on their faces. Looking at Tu Su's direction, there was a little more sympathy.
But a strange scene appeared. The moment the originally terrifying wind stormed Tu Su, the wind actually stopped and disappeared.
It seems that nothing has happened. No one can feel the surging magic fluctuation, but in just a moment, the storm disappeared and the magic completely disappeared. You must know that those who can achieve this state are not gods...
"How could the tail of the Wannian crane be so powerful? Did he take some banned medicine?" Qian Shao couldn't help but yell.
He knew Boss Mu Yun's strength. Since he returned from serious injury last time, his magic power has not declined but increased. After Mu Yun told them that they had become magicians, everyone sighed for several days before they wiped out the shock in their hearts.
But what happened to the scene just now?
If Mu Yun is still a fifth-level professional, it is not surprising that such a situation occurs, but the two of them are now on par, why does Tu Su feel irresistible? Wuyou's nails have penetrated deeply into the palm of her hand. At this time, she was panicked and had no sense of the severe pain. Yes, all this can only be blamed on Wuyou. Just now, her eyes looked at Abel, and Abel clearly conveyed a message- He died because of you!!!
Soul voice transmission!!!
Wuyou didn't know how Abel did it, but she didn't doubt Abel's words at all. She looked at Mu Yun with concern, and her heartbeat increased rapidly.
He bit his red lips and his eyes flew towards Abel opposite Mu Yun, his brows frowned, and his heart was filled with anger.
Mu Yun's magic has failed, and it's Tu Su's turn to take action!
He smiled coldly, opened his right hand and raised it up. Mu Yun suddenly lost consciousness of the surrounding elements, and his whole body rose like a kite, and then fell down with a bang.
thump!
Mu Yun, who was out of control, fell heavily to the ground, and blood stasis fell from the corner of his mouth, which was quite embarrassed.
Dark Bondage! Use dark elements to trap a creature so it cannot move, and can quickly consume the creature's physical strength and magic.
No! Not only the bondage of darkness, but also the nightmare!!!
At this time, Xiaoye's voice came from Wuyou's consciousness. Xiaoye is a dark monster, and Nightmare is his natal skill. Nightmare can control the opponent's dream mirror and attack the enemy in the dream mirror. The enemy in the dream mirror dies and will become a vegetable in reality. Only after getting rid of the nightmare can you wake up.
At this time, Mu Yun's eyes were dull and his body could not move. He was obviously trapped in the blow of double magic.
"What, the dignified Young Master Mu Yun has this ability?"
Tu Su grinned and waved his hands constantly, while Mu Yun had no power to fight back at all, and could not condense any magic power. He was like a puppet and went up and down.
"nightmare!!!"
Someone from the audience shouted. Suddenly, everyone understood Mu Yun’s situation and looked at Tu Su’s direction with a hint of fear.
Enjoying the terrified eyes of everyone, Tu Su laughed like a madman. The muscles on his face seemed to be squirming, and the eyes were full of hideous expressions.
"Haha, Mr. Mu, do you want to die in a beautiful dream or end in a nightmare?"
Tu Su lightly spoke a multiple-choice question that would definitely die, and was playing with Mu Yun in his hand.
With repeated blows, Mu Yunsubai's robe was already muddy, with loud noises of broken bones and miserable screams terrifying the audience. Suddenly, the scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone was shocked by this terrible sight.
After looking at Mu Yun who was dying on the stage, Nangong Buqi's mouth curled slightly, and half stretched his neck and murmured in the strong and calm Wuyou's ears: "Who do you think will win?"
Wuyou relaxed his fists and moved his eyes away from the ring. He met Nangong Buqi's playful eyes. There seemed to be a flame igniting in his eyes and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
"He is Mu Yun, he won't lose!!!"
As if he heard Wuyou's eight characters, Mu Yun's body trembled suddenly on the stage, and his originally empty eyes gradually became deeper, as if he could suck a person's soul in.