Han Ming used magic for the first time to fight against a magic master, and his unfamiliarity with the practical application of magic was immediately revealed.
Facing the Shang Que, he could only parry with difficulty at the moment, and had little room to fight back.
"This cannot continue. We must find a way to reverse the situation, otherwise we will only be passively beaten."
The audience was nervously watching this rare battle between water and fire magic, for fear of missing any detail.
The two beast souls of Shang Que were tumbling up and down on the playing field, leaving Han Ming without any room for maneuver.
But Han Ming also understood that manipulating two beast souls at the same time would undoubtedly consume a huge amount of magic for Shang Que.
Shangque is gambling!
Bet that Han Ming could not turn around in a short time, and wanted to defeat Han Ming with the most powerful magic attack in the shortest time.
Both Han Ming and the spectators on the field could see this, but Han Ming also had his own helplessness.
It's not that he doesn't want to drag it on and use up all of Shang Que's magic power. It's just that his magic application ability is really not as good as Shang Que. When the two confront each other, they can only be delayed when their strengths are equal or similar.
The other party. And now that Shang Que is going all out, it is obviously impossible to hold him back.
Han Ming calmly analyzed that water magic has always been known as useless. Now he has used the Water God Art to raise his water magic to a level that can compete with fire magic. But in terms of the use of magic, he is better than
He is not as good as Shang Que, which is his shortcoming. Similarly, in the past few years, he has been using martial arts to fight with others, so in terms of physical skills, Shang Que cannot compare with him, which is his strength.
He had been holding on to the idea of using magic attacks to decide the outcome with Shang Que, but at this moment he suddenly realized that he was wrong.
Magic is just a means of attack. It is not a narrow definition of magic attack, it can only be a long-range attack.
No matter how you use magic to win, it can be regarded as a magic attack.
For example, the beast soul is something shared by the warrior profession and the magic profession. If the warrior uses the beast soul to win, it falls within the scope of the martial arts competition. If the magician wins with the beast soul, it falls within the scope of the magic duel.
After figuring this out, Han Ming felt relieved.
When the fire python soul of Shang Que broke through Han Ming's magical defense, Han Ming took a deep breath and put a thick blue ice shield on his body with water magic. His body moved forward fiercely.
Rush, run towards the fire python.
"What is he going to do!?"
"Crazy! Absolutely crazy! You actually want to use the power of your body to compete with the beast soul! No matter how strong you are, you are only a human being!"
There were exclamations from the audience.
Shang Que was also stunned, obviously not expecting Han Ming to be so reckless.
The huge fire python opened its bloody mouth and aimed to bite Han Ming. Its sharp teeth penetrated deeply into Han Ming's ice shield, causing broken ice shards to fly in all directions.
The body of this giant python, which was nearly ten meters long, twisted violently, spinning Han Ming's entire body.
The flexibility of the snake's body is well known. No matter what kind of enemy is entangled by it, its bones will be crushed to death.
Han Ming knew this. When the giant python circled over, he had a flash of inspiration and used magic power to condense many huge ice spikes on the surface of the ice shield. The body of the fire python rolled over and was immediately stabbed deeply by the ice.
It penetrated deeply into the body, and bursts of ice and fire sounds sounded.
Han Ming took advantage of the painful spasm in the fire python's body and released all the terrifying strength in his body at the same time, running towards the mourning bird.
The ten-meter-long giant python bit Han Ming's ice shield and was led by Han Ming into a sprint.
"How is that possible! That's a beast soul!"
Warcraft is different from wild beasts. Due to the difference in physiological structure, the weight of Warcraft is several times heavier than that of ordinary beasts. It may even be ten times heavier. This beast soul is condensed in the form of magical power into the appearance of Warcraft when it was alive. Not only does it weigh
It has not become lighter at all, and its whole body is made of flames. It can be said that this monster is much more powerful than it was before it was alive. At this time, Han Ming was actually dragging a ten-meter-long fire python beast soul and running fast. This scene obviously
It scared all the audience out of their wits.
Han Ming dragged the python soul towards the mourning bird, but what he was thinking in his mind was that instead of running around to dodge, it would be better to stop avoiding this beast soul and kill the mourning bird before it bites his ice shield.
If you like gambling, I'll make a big bet with you!
Shang Que saw Han Ming's crazy behavior, but was helpless. In front of him, Han Ming was completely entangled by the fire python. His magic attack had no way to affect Han Ming, and would be blocked by the fire python.
Shang Que gritted his teeth and shouted, his body running in one direction.
Han Ming roared angrily and placed all his bets on this moment. The ice shield was instantly shattered by him. Countless blue ice pierced deeply into the fire python's body. At the moment when the fire python's body struggled, Han Ming fiercely
Rush out.
I saw a black shadow suddenly rushing in front of Shang Que.
Shang Que condensed the flames in his hands and formed a flaming sword to stab Han Ming.
Han Ming's body fell apart. He slapped Shang Que's hand with one hand and knocked the long sword down. At the same moment, the fingers of his other hand condensed a sharp ice pick and threw it at Shang Que.
The ice pick shot out rapidly, stopped suddenly just a finger away from the throat of the mourning bird, and slowly rotated.
Shang Que only felt a strong chill flowing in his throat.
"I lost." Shang Que sighed slightly. At the same time, he waved his hand to disperse the fire python beast soul that followed Han Ming and opened its mouth to bite Han Ming's head.
The excessive use of magic power made Shang Que unsteady and his legs shook. Han Ming quickly supported him.
The two looked at each other and smiled slightly.
Earth-shaking waves of cheers came from the arena.
"The water mage wins! The water mage wins!!"
The water mages who were watching the battle were trembling with excitement, crying and cheering.
At the same time, the gate of Phila City was finally breached by the demon army at lightning speed.
Human corpses littered the fields, and blood gathered into rivers, dyeing the outside of the city of Phila into a patch of red soil.
The demonic army surged in from the gate of Phila City.
In such a short time, humans had no time to evacuate.
Those demonic corpses with red eyes were hacking and killing indiscriminately in the city of Fila.
Human beings screamed and ran in all directions, but no matter where they went, the demon soldiers always swung their swords and had their heads chopped off.
Inside the Magic Guild.
"Master President! Fila City has been lost!!"
President Mokar, a level four fire mage, exclaimed and led a group of magician subordinates to rush out of the guild.
"Resist the demon army with all your strength! Protect human beings!" President Mokar ordered.
"yes!!"
Dozens of master magicians responded one after another.
A purple figure came to the magician camp with a smile.
"President Mokar, it's such a pleasure to meet you."
The purple figure smiled slightly and greeted Mokar. Next to him was the old patriarch of the Desert Snake Clan, Luo Yan.
Mokar was startled, looked at the purple figure in front of him with a solemn face, and said in a deep voice: "Six-dan living ghost!"
The purple figure chuckled and said: "President Mokar, let me introduce myself first. I am the president of the magic army, Zi Yao. In view of your status as a magician, I don't want to embarrass you. But at the same time, I also hope that you will not report without authorization.
Hanging City. Otherwise, all the magicians in the Northern Alliance Continent will be wiped clean by our blood."
"kill him!"
A kind of magician was eager to resist the demon army, and one by one they used their magic to attack the purple demon.
The purple demon smiled slightly, but did not make any reaction. The old man Luoyan beside him raised his hand with one hand, and a huge earth wall condensed with fighting spirit suddenly appeared, resisting all magic attacks outside the earth wall.
"Expose your fighting spirit! You are a fifth-level warrior!" Mokar looked deeply at the old man beside Zi Yao.
When a person in the warrior profession reaches the fourth level of strength, he can put his fighting spirit outside the body. When his strength reaches the fifth level, he can use his fighting spirit to turn it into a physical object like an ordinary magician. Unlike a magician,
What's more, magicians of almost every stage can use magic to turn them into physical objects, such as fireballs, fire snakes, ice shields, ice arrows, etc.
In the early stage, the promotion speed of the warrior profession is very fast. They can quickly get rid of the magicians in the ranks. However, their strength is much lower than that of the magicians. For example, the warriors of the third level can only barely fight against the great magicians of the second level.
.But when the warrior profession reaches the fourth or even fifth level, they can release their fighting spirit. Although the distance of this fighting spirit is not as far as that of a magician, it can still vaguely compete with a magician.
Putting it this way, does it mean that the warrior profession actually has more advantages than the magician profession? People can quickly improve their ranks, and later when they can express their fighting spirit, they can compete with the magicians. In fact, this is not the case.
Everyone knows how fast their strength improves in the early stage. But in the later stage, their strength is much slower than that of magicians.
When a magician reaches the fourth level, he can summon the elements in the world and use them for his own use. He is not limited to using the magical energy in his own core. At this time, the magician's promotion speed will also increase.
A huge increase.
To give a simple example, there are two people, a warrior and a magician. If they spend the same time practicing, the warrior may quickly surpass the magician in the early stage, but in the later stage, the magician will catch up. If the two are equally powerful
, it is very likely that they will reach the sixth stage at the same time and enter the early stage of awakening. Then both magicians and warriors can use fighting spirit or magic to condense physical objects, and the only difference between them is that the later magicians are good at using a very wide range of large-scale
Magic attacks. Those warriors in the later stage can only use single-target attack skills if they can release their fighting spirit in time.
This results in the fact that the importance of the magician profession far exceeds that of the warrior. In an army of tens of millions, a magician's large-scale magic skills can often kill thousands of enemies, while warriors, by comparison,
It seems so insignificant.
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ps:
A friend mentioned that the strength of various professions in the novel is seriously imbalanced, a bit like a world that has been ruined.
But what I want to say is that everywhere, there is always unfairness.
Just like our profession, some people make more money and some people make less money. There are always unfairness. And we work hard to make up for these unfairnesses. Isn't it a great sense of satisfaction?
I don’t really want to write a novel that is too simple, such as pure Eastern fantasy or Western fantasy. I have also hesitated that it would be better to write an Eastern fantasy, as the plot is just right and the power setting is much simpler.
But this is my first novel, and I want to take advantage of the momentum of a newborn calf not being afraid of tigers to boldly write a fantasy novel in my heart.