"Don't be happy too early!" A voice was inserted in an inappropriate manner. Everyone's smiles froze. Looking in the direction of the sound, it was Nangong Luo with a gloomy face. Nangong Luo's expression was very complicated, and his eyes were revealed.
He showed an unconcealed jealousy, but his tone was disdainful. He looked back at Nangong Buqi, who was still leaning lazily in the audience behind him. Wuyou seemed to understand Nangong Luo's thoughts.
As a direct descendant of a big family, as long as Nangong Buqi is in one day, Nangong Luo will never have hope of turning around, so he can only put such emotions on the people Nangong Buqi cares about.
"Little Princess? Humph! On the ring, life and death are all in doubt. I don't know if you have the ability to protect you!" Nangong Luo thought, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Seeing his smile like this, Nangong Buqi refused to say anything. His charming eyes seemed to see through all his thoughts. He stretched lazily and ignored Nangong Luo's revenge.
"Whoever laughs the last time is not sure!" Wuyou is also a smart person. In addition to Princess Yueling, Nangong Luo has a greater relationship with Nangong Buqi behind him. He looked back and glanced at Nangong Buqi.
He said to Nangong Luo disdainfully.
Nangong Luo was not angry either. He looked at Wuyou as if he was looking at a dead person.
"Let's wait and see!"
Leaving an unknown word disappeared from everyone's sight.
Looking at his back in the distance, Wuyou frowned slightly, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
"Sister Mo You, the aura on Nangong Luo is a little wrong!" The one who is most familiar with someone is often his own enemy. This sentence is indeed correct. Huo Yuyang and Nangong Luo have been a long-standing feud, Nangong Luo's one.
No change can escape his eyes.
"Yeah! He was right, I felt the breath of darkness in him." Leo, who had not spoken much, said in a deep voice, looking at Wuyou's eyes full of worry.
Wuyou has always believed in Naga's perception ability, so the anxiety in his heart became even stronger.
"The first four rounds of competition have ended. The list of students entering the semi-finals is announced. Since there are only 9 academies left, the venue will be changed and will be held in one venue. The rules remain unchanged and will still be the knockout round."
The second elder's calm voice came from the amplified magic props, and the square was silent. He was even more curious about the people on the list, especially the major forces with impure purposes, who had already secretly competed for recruiting talents.
"The nine students entering the semi-finals are: Mo You!"
"Wow, Sister Mo You, you are the first one. The second elder seems to be optimistic about you!"
Huo Yuyang's noisy voice came from his ears, and Wuyou also woke up from his thoughts, looked towards the VIP desk, and met the second elder Cihe's eyes in the air. The second elder pointed at her friendly
Nodding, this made Wuyou a little confused.
"Happy and worry-free!"
As soon as the second name came out, Wuyou's face turned calm, but he still raised his head and looked at the provocative gaze.
The remaining seven were also read out in turn, namely: Huo Yuyang, Xue Rou, Renault, Leo, Nangong Buqi, Nangong Luo and Rick.
They are all familiar names, and only the last person's name is a bit strange.
"Rick is the Holy Son sent by the Dark Temple!" Mu Yun was always so careful. Wuyou frowned slightly and guessed what she was thinking, and explained softly.
As soon as these words came out, the faces of several people changed drastically, especially Xue Rou. His eyes looked at Mu Yun very strange, as if asking you how did you know?
Wuyou did not ask questions, and Mu Yun did not say that the two of them maintained such a rare tacit understanding.
"Next, please invite the academy in the first game to play. They are Mo You and Nangong Luo!"
The referee's voice came, which lacked the calmness of the second elder. His tone was filled with his own emotions and also ignited the emotions of the audience.
"I wonder if Nangong Luo will admit defeat?" A student looked at Nangong Luo's direction with anticipation.
"It shouldn't be. Didn't you read what he said to Princess Mo You just now? It's obvious that she didn't take Princess Mo You seriously!"
"Just him? Forget it, didn't you see where Young Master Nangong was standing? The young master wanted to protect the people, even if Nangong Luo had a few courages, he would not dare to disobey them!"
For a moment, the audience talked about Wuyou and Nangong Luo one after another.
Wuyou slowly stood up, and Nangong Luo also stood up. For a moment, everyone seemed to see sparks appearing between the two. Before they had clashed, their eyes collided first, and the audience seemed to be even more excited.
It's right.
"Bang!!!"
A loud creaking sound came from the front, and the four centers slowly leaned towards the middle, splicing together in the rolling smoke and dust to form a larger ring. The referee also changed from the original teacher to the third elder.
The Academy attaches great importance to this game.
The third elder was wearing a white magic robe and stood on the ring with a vigorous spirit. His expression was a little serious, but when he saw Wuyou on stage, his expression relaxed slightly, and he even nodded to Wuyou.
An uproar sounded in the audience, and seemed a little surprised at the reaction of the third elder.
Seeing the two of them in place, the third elder looked calm and said lightly: "The competition begins!"
After saying this, he threw his sleeves off the stage.
"Nangung Luo, a high-level water magician! You don't need to introduce yourself. I know your strength level. Just let the horse come over!" Nangong Luo looked at Wuyou with a smile and took the lead in provoking.
Since he said that, Wuyou was too lazy to introduce himself, and gave a mage ceremony and sentenced the beginning of the competition.
Like Yueling, Nangong Luo is also a water-based magician. Wuyou couldn't understand why he said such a sentence. He was upset, but he did not slacken at all.
In the blink of an eye, Wuyou Nian didn't seem to have any spells. A rocket suddenly appeared in her hand. With her fingers, the rocket flew towards Nangong Luo with the whistling sound of the wind.
It was a long time to say that, and Nangong Luo didn't expect Wuyou to launch an attack so quickly. The spell in his mouth was interrupted before it could be generated. The backlash of mental power made his face a little unhealthy and pale, and he bent slightly
He got off his body and successfully avoided the sharp arrow, but his back was still burned by the fire that was scratched by the rocket, leaving a faint red mark.
The pain came, and Nangong Luo also let go of his neglect and re-examined Wuyou.
Originally, in his information, she was just a high-level fire magician, but she only had a monster that caused people to fall into an illusion, which made people unable to defend themselves. For this reason, he also asked to meet the four elders and obtained a magical equipment for the immune illusion.
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The fourth elder is Princess Yueling's teacher, and he hates Nangong Luo very much. After all, Yueling's death cannot be related to him, but he cannot do it himself, and Yueying Kingdom cannot do it immediately. If Nangong Luo has such ability, he
I also like to see it happen. I now generously took out my treasured holy-level magic weapon to resist some illusions.
As a result, Nangong Luo's chances of winning also increased a lot, but this was not what really made him confident. Thinking of that person's words, Nangong Luo put away his underestimation and formed magic in his hand.
Ice arrow!
Repay an arrow with an arrow!
Seeing the ice arrow with misty water vapor, Wuyou smiled faintly, and had no intention of avoiding it. Another rocket was formed in her hands.
“Table tennis!!!”
With a crisp sound of impact, two ice arrows, one ice and one fire, intersected in the air in the center of the ring, and the arrow tips collided. The cold water vapor made the rocket's arrow dim, but the rocket's scorching momentum also made the ice arrow
Ablation.
The contact between ice and fire was so beautiful. For a moment, the huge arena was covered by misty water vapor. It was impossible to see the figures of the two contestants clearly. Only two rays of lights were still in a stalemate.
This is a battle of mental power.
Magic determines the level of your strength, but mental power determines your control over magic.
Looking at the two arrows that refused to give in, it was obvious that both of them were not weak in mental power.
"It turns out that rocket technology can be used like this. If I face Nangong Luo again in the future, I will do this too!!!" Huo Yuyang thought excitedly, and accidentally whispered the words in his heart.
He immediately got Qian Shao's contemptuous eyes and the laughter of others.
"Your mental power is not as good as him, so I advise you not to try it!" Mu Yun said lightly, but his tone was filled with teasing.
Huo Yuyang also knew that what the boss was talking about was the truth, so he could only shut up his mouth obediently, and that resentment in his heart!
On the ring, Wuyou looked calm and gentle, and seemed to enjoy such a battle, but Nangong Luo's face became worse and worse.
The beads of sweat slid from his forehead. The spell was interrupted and the mental power was damaged. At this time, the continuous mental power output made his mind confused. There was a hint of fear in his eyes when he looked at Wuyou.
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If his mental power is a lake, then Wuyou's mental power is the sea. The continuous waves are coming towards him, but he is powerless.
The one in Nangong Luo's heart is called regret. If you talk about strength, Wuyou is definitely not his opponent. With the help of a mysterious person, his strength is not the high-level magician he calls, but the great magician. It seems that he
Still underestimating the enemy.
resentment!!!
Nangong Luo looked at Wuyou's eyes redder, with deep resentment in his eyes. The battle of mental power has always ended only by deciding to win or lose. According to this, the only person who lost is himself. If the mental attack is taken, then there will be only two people.
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Either die or crazy!!!
No matter which one it is, it is unacceptable to Nangong Luo! He is a great magician, how can he lose to a high-level magician? This is impossible!
Nangong Luo's mental power has gradually begun to collapse, his consciousness has gradually lost, and his eyes are dim, as if he will fall down at any time.
"waste!!!"
Off the court, "Wuyou" looked at Nangong Luo's performance, his face calmed down, and an invisible mental output enveloped the competition stage.
The transparent mental power actually penetrated the game's protective cover and directly connected with Nangong Luo's mental power, controlling the blue ice arrow. The blue light on the ice arrow suddenly became dazzling, but the red light of the rocket dimmed.
Wuyou felt a buzzing sound in his mind, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, but he still did not remove his mental power and firmly fought against the mental power he had just joined.