Magical Strategist

"Three...two...one...fuck her!"

Under Cheng Jian's command, more than ten water spin techniques were gathered together, layered on top of each other, increasing his physical strength tenfold. A water column as thick as a century-old tree trunk swooped down!

Wow!

The rapid water flow is approaching the Sky Shield of Fire, trying to compete with it.

"Oops!" At this time, the real dragon's heart was in his throat. The power of this spell was not small. If he was hit, he would not die but would be seriously injured.

Boom!

The collision of water and fire was deafening!

Half of the water whirlpool was evaporated instantly after it touched the fire shield, but due to inertia, the remaining half still impacted the target.

After a while, the fire pillar began to tilt, the color of the flames became lighter, and it tried hard to resist it.

I saw a hole gradually forming in the place where the water spin technique was impacted.

"Everyone, work harder, it will break soon!" Cheng Jian shouted.

Haitang, who was in the formation, was already dripping with sweat. She gritted her teeth and still kept her arms open, maintaining the fire shield state. I saw that the hole that had been breached was quickly filled up.

The two forces maintained a stalemate for nearly half a minute. Finally, with a "boom" sound, the water column and the fire column disappeared together in the fierce airflow.

The magic circle gradually disappeared.

On the same spot, Haitang was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling, and she was extremely tired. That move must have consumed too much mana.

Cheng Jian and others also showed signs of fatigue. There were expressions of dissatisfaction on their faces.

It's no wonder that the "Goshawk Gang" can't even defeat the girls from the Fire Class. How can they have the dignity to establish themselves in Podol in the future?

"She should have reached her limit. Let's do it again. We must kill her no matter what today!" Cheng Jian gasped.

Woo!

At this moment, Haitang suddenly let out a painful groan. Taking a closer look, her chest was actually wrapped with a "water ring".

"Hey!" Xiaofeng smiled evilly. It was not surprising that she secretly cast the water ring technique.

"Well done Xiaofeng!" Cheng Jian praised.

"You bully a small number and still attack by surprise? Despicable!" Haitang was trapped by the water ring, and the thing would gradually shrink. After being pressed, pain swept over her.

"As long as you can win." Xiao Fengjiao said with a smile.

Haitang couldn't help but look flustered, and she struggled hard. But the more he struggled, the more the water ring tightened. As it tightened, the mana was also rapidly lost.

Once you are hit by the water ring spell, your own strength and mana will be absorbed bit by bit until the water ring can no longer bear the absorbed mana. It's not impossible if you insist on breaking free, it just requires more mana.

In the current situation, Tianjian and others pounced again, like jackals.

Can't handle so much anymore!

Haitang tried her best to break free, and with a "pop" sound, the water ring turned into smoke and disappeared into the air. Unexpectedly, his legs suddenly became weak and he collapsed to the ground.

"These scum!" The real dragon's veins popped out and he was about to come to the rescue.

"Brother, don't worry, wait a moment." A strong arm suddenly pulled the real dragon. A bald student wearing a yellow magic robe said with a smile.

"Don't stop me!!" The real dragon was not willing to listen. He raised his arms and took two steps back with his bald head.

The bald figure looked surprised at the real dragon's brute strength.

"What's the point of bullying a woman? A bunch of shameless trash!" Zhenlong scolded angrily.

"Who are you? This is none of your business, get out of here!" Cheng Jian shouted.

"Dwarf winter melon, don't be shameless." The real dragon scolded again.

A weak voice came from Haitang: "Lil Zhenlong, who allowed you to take action? Go back!"

"What else can you do if you're like this?" Zhenlong said.

"Does it have anything to do with you whether you succeed or not? I don't want to owe you any more favors." Haitang insisted.

"What's wrong with people? I'll take care of this business." Zhenlong said resolutely.

Cheng Jian took a rough look at Zhenlong and said contemptuously: "Another fire element freshman, very good, I will take care of you today too!"

"That's so arrogant!" The real dragon frowned, and silver fighting energy burst out of his body.

"How can you pretend to be a hero at this level?" Cheng Jian said even more contemptuously. Because just about anyone in the Goshawk Gang is at the Zhengyin Douqi level.

The real dragon doesn't take it seriously and lets others say whatever they like. Then he calmly took out the Earth Splitting Staff from the spell bag...

You must know that there are only two types of people who use magic wands in Bordeaux, one is beginners, and the other is outside visitors.

Obviously the true dragon belongs to the former.

"How old is my little brother this year? Are you holding a fire stick?" Cheng Jian teased, with a look of contempt on his face.

Seeing the real dragon's embarrassing appearance, the rest of the staff burst into laughter.

Even the onlookers were amused by the appearance of the real dragon. A novice who hasn't gotten rid of the magic weapon actually wants to compete with Cheng Jian. It's really whimsical!

The real dragon looked impatient and said: "Dwarf Winter Melon, what nonsense did I say to you? If you want to fight, hurry up and don't take your time."

What Cheng Jian hates the most is being laughed at as a "short winter melon". Veins popped up on his forehead, and his dark blue fighting spirit grew even larger.

"You fire boy who doesn't know the heights of the world, I'm going to let you suffer a little!" Cheng Jian raised his arm and waved, and a water gun sprayed out.

The crowd of onlookers couldn't help but sigh: Deep Blue Dou Qi versus Zheng Yin Dou Qi. There is a three-level difference in strength. Whether the red-haired boy can guard against Cheng Jian's water gun is a question!

Unexpectedly, Zhenlong made a shocking move: he did not dodge the water gun, but directly slapped the water gun away. However, although the attack power of water magic is not strong, it has the special effect of absorbing magic. So the moment I touched the water gun, my arm felt numb.

"There is such a big difference in strength between the two, and they were able to resist with bare hands. How did he do it?" Even Haitang was shocked by the real dragon's exaggerated behavior.

"It's definitely a coincidence!" Cheng Jian couldn't believe that a boy with a mere silver fighting spirit could do it. He didn't believe in evil, so he unleashed a more ferocious and faster water gun.

bump!

The real dragon changed his hand and slapped him again, and it flew away easily!

"No!" Everyone was dumbfounded.

"What the hell is going on? It's obviously just silver fighting spirit!" Cheng Jian was so shocked that his eyes popped out and his face turned livid.

The real dragon's physical strength dropped slightly, but it quickly recovered under the constant source of essence.

Those deep purple eyes stared at Cheng Jian like a ghost.

Cheng Jian was completely frightened. He was a master of purple fighting spirit, and now he was a red-haired boy with "pseudo silver fighting spirit". Why did the fire element suddenly have these two monsters! He couldn't help shouting: "Why are you so dazed? Come together and kill him!"

The man with the hairy chest and others all attacked together.

"It's better to go together, so as not to waste time... Then I should show some normal skills." The real dragon immediately gathered the energy source. The drawn essence source combined with the silver fighting spirit, and the ferocious momentum rushed through the body. Fortunately, I have dealt with this force many times before and have basically adapted to it.

Wow! I saw that the silver fighting energy began to shake, and its shape began to become clear and spiral.

Just when the real dragon is once again trying to combine the source of essence and fighting spirit into one...

"Seniors of the Water Department, can you all take a break?" A strange man in a yellow robe appeared quietly. His smooth head and strong body.

The man in yellow robe straightened his back and said again: "For the sake of face, please stop."