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Dean Isaac Tabor gave Malfoy his treasured Swift Wand to use, and Malfoy also had the precious Flamingo enchanted robe.

Now Malfoy has defensive equipment to defend, and offensive equipment to attack.

He is like a well-equipped regular army wearing a body armor, holding an AK47.

The Dongfang Yiren are bandits without any equipment, bare hands, and no strength.

The gap is so big that even if Zhang Lingyu fails yesterday, Malfoy is confident of winning.

Malfoy straightened his body, the confidence on his face licking a little more.

He smiled and said:

"Dean Isaac Tabor, I will win this battle."

Malfoy's confidence was contagious to the others.

Dean Isaac Tabor stroked his long beard and said:

"Malfoy, remember not to underestimate the enemy. It's best to start with intermediate magic and defeat the opponent neatly."

Malfoy said confidently:

"Don't worry, Dean, I won't give the opponent so many opportunities like the villain in the movie. I will fight quickly and make the opponent lose instantly!"

Seeing such confident Malfoy, Dean Isaac Tabor smiled and nodded.

Malfoy has outstanding magical talent, and he is decisive and never sloppy in doing things.

He is powerful and decisive, and now he has two precious pieces of equipment. Even if Dean Isaac Tabor takes action himself, he will not be able to capture Malfoy in a short time.

Malfoy will definitely win this contest.

Dean Isaac Tubor looked back at the other three people who had not played. He planned in his mind that after Malfoy won, he would hand over the swift wand and flamingo robe to the next person to use.

None of them have similar strength. With the blessing of equipment, they can definitely defeat the Eastern Yiren.

Malfoy stood in the sunshine, feeling more confident than ever.

Is this the confidence that comes with a wand of swiftness and robes of a flamingo?

Mentor Hazzard looked at Malfoy, who was fully armed. He was always gloomy, but there was a rare smile on his face.

He believed that this competition would have a big impact on the Eastern Human World.

Let’s see who dares to say that the aliens from the East are better than the aliens from the West!

The other four young magicians were also very optimistic about Malfoy. The female magician even said:

"Malfoy, your current strength is very important. If you need to hold back later, it will be bad if someone loses your life."

Harry on the side also echoed:

"Yes, Malfoy, this is a competition after all. If you kill the opponent, it means the opponent is not strong enough, hahahaha."

The other young magicians and Malfoy burst out laughing at Harry's words.

Dean Isaac Tabor smiled and said:

"Okay, stop making trouble, the Heavenly Master is here with those Eastern strangers."

When the five young magicians heard this, they stopped laughing and looked at Dongfang Yiren and his party who came over.

The old Celestial Master looked calm and walked in front with square steps. Zhang Qiuhan and others followed behind the old Celestial Master and walked towards the martial arts field.

Zhang Qiuhan looked past the old Heavenly Master's back and towards the few Westerners waiting there.

I saw that among the Western strangers, the first one was an old man with white beard and hair, who looked to be about a hundred years old. At such an advanced age, his eyes were full of light.

The other person was a middle-aged magician with black hair and a medium parting in the middle. He looked somewhat similar to Snape.

Behind the two men stood five young magicians. One of the men was about [-] meters tall, thin and had a scar on his forehead.

He caught Zhang Qiuhan's attention not because of his body shape or scars, but because he had two dark circles under his eyes and looked like he had kidney deficiency.

I thought he was the Harry Zhang Lingyu mentioned. His kidney deficiency was probably caused by being injured by Yin Wu Lei.

Master Lao Tian led everyone to the martial arts field.

Isaac Tabor, the dean of the Western Stranger Magister, chuckled lightly and stepped forward to say hello:

"Master Tian came so late today, isn't it because there is no one available?"

Dean Isaac Tabor said with a smile, as if he was sure of victory.

The old Heavenly Master is indeed facing the dilemma of having no one to help him, and was exposed by the words of the Western Foreign Dean. Although the Old Heavenly Master was annoyed in his heart, he did not show anything on the surface.

The old Heavenly Master’s veins bulged in his hand as he held the baking ointment, but he still smiled and said:

"How could it be? It's just that my disciple happened to come to the mountain to see me today, so it was a little delayed."

The Heavenly Master said in an understatement, even if he was facing a dilemma now, he couldn't show it. As the saying goes, if you lose, you don't lose. You can't let people look down upon you before the results are announced.

At this time, Zhang Qiuhan passed over the old Heavenly Master, walked forward with his head held high, held his hands in his hands but did not bend down, and said without being humble or arrogant:

"You are so polite to these foreigners from the West. I am Zhang Qiuhan. I will accompany you to play with them today."

"I've heard for a long time that the magic of Western strangers is quite powerful. Today I just want to experience the skills of Western strangers. I hope you can give me some advice."

Zhang Qiuhan now represents Longhu Mountain, the alien world in the East.

Although this is just an unknown private competition, it cannot be disrespectful and let Western strangers talk about it.

The Heavenly Master glanced at Zhang Qiuhan with a smile. Zhang Qiuhan looked neither humble nor arrogant, quite like the old man's style.

Dean Isaac Tabor looked at Zhang Qiuhan and saw that Zhang Qiuhan was very majestic, his face was calm and calm, and his aura was not weak.

He didn't understand Dongfang Yiren's methods, but his intuition told him that the young man in front of him might be a bit strong.

Dean Isaac Tabor frowned slightly, Zhang Qiuhan's appearance made him feel a lot of pressure.

But when he saw that there were only two young men, Zhang Qiuhan and Zhang Lingyu, among the Dongfang strangers, he smiled slyly and had another plan in mind.

Dean Isaac Tabor stroked his beard and said:

"Old Dean, there are only three days until the Luotian Festival. You only send one person every day, which is really a waste of time."

"How about we finish all the sparring today?"

Dean Isaac Tabor has long guessed that there are not many capable young people in the Eastern Foreigners. This may be the reason why the Heavenly Master came so late today.

Therefore, he wanted to urge the Heavenly Master to send someone to fight as soon as possible, without giving the Heavenly Master time to sway people.

When the old Heavenly Master heard the suggestion from the Western Dean, he frowned and said hesitantly:

"This..."

Before the Heavenly Master could finish speaking, Dean Isaac Tabor spoke again:

"What? Isn't there no one left in the Eastern Foreign World? If that's the case, wouldn't it be better to just surrender? Why waste our Western Foreigners' time?"

Faced with Dean Isaac Tabor's urging and provocation, the old Heavenly Master's face wrinkled up in anger.

He wished he could rush forward and give him a slap in the face, helping him recall the time when he fought from the east coast to the west coast of Great Britain.

The Heavenly Master is in a difficult situation.

Zhang Qiuhan spoke again:

"Dean Isaac Tabor is absolutely right, so let's finish all the competitions today."

With a smile on his face, Zhang Qiuhan agreed to the request of Dean Western Foreigner without authorization.

After hearing this, the Heavenly Master looked at Zhang Qiuhan worriedly, his eyes full of questions.

He didn't understand why Zhang Qiuhan agreed so readily. The other party was obviously seizing on their weakness that no one could use, and was provoking them crazily, with the purpose of letting them fall into the trap.

When Dean Isaac Tabor saw Zhang Qiuhan happily agreeing, he immediately beamed with joy. He secretly thought that he was indeed a young man, and the city was still too short-sighted.

Dean Isaac Taber was afraid that the other party would regret it, so he hurriedly urged:

"Okay! In that case, let's quickly start the first competition today."

With that said, Dean Isaac Tabor walked to Malfoy and whispered:

"This kid seems a bit strong. Everything goes according to plan. Start with intermediate magic directly. Don't give the opponent a chance to breathe."

Seeing that things had come to this, the Heavenly Master couldn't say much, so he could only sigh helplessly.

The old master squinted at the wand in Malfoy's hand and the enchanted robe on his body.

He turned to Zhang Qiuhan and said:

"Qiu Han, the foreigners in the West have equipment blessings. We are at a disadvantage in this regard. You must deal with it carefully."

What kind of vision and experience does Master Tian have? He recognized at a glance that the other party's wand and magic robe were not ordinary, but he did not argue with the other party and just let them go.

Zhang Qiuhan replied calmly:

"Don't worry, Master, I have recently developed a new move. It will definitely not be a problem to deal with them."

The old Heavenly Master nodded, stopped talking, and walked towards the viewing seats next to the martial arts arena.

But the Heavenly Master was a little confused. Just now Qiu Han said 'deal with them'? Isn't his opponent only Malfoy?

Shaking his head, the Heavenly Master silently sat on the wooden chair and stopped thinking about it.