Magical Strategist

"Should I go down now, or wait for the next student who wants to compete with me?" Just when the real dragon was in an awkward situation, a figure quietly appeared on the stage.

"Betty doesn't want to do anything, why don't I do it? I won't let this exchange meeting go cold. I, Garcia Sikori, always like to make friends. How about we make friends today by using martial arts?" Gui San steadily Standing on the stage, he said hypocritically.

"Ghost Three!" Zhenlong bit out two words angrily. The opponent he had dreamed of defeating finally stood in front of him, and he could not control his inner anger.

"Noble people are gentlemen after all, and their conversation is extraordinary..."

"Xike Rui not only has good grades, but also has a moral character that everyone can learn from. He is a good student..." the chief instructors praised him one after another.

"Him?" Betty, the school beauty, also glanced at Gui San quietly, seeming to be attracted by his heroic spirit.

Pooh! What a hypocritical guy! Sooner or later someone will expose you! The real dragon cursed.

"Lil Zhenlong, you are a junior, and I, as a senior, should let you go, so you make the first move." Gui San said with a smile.

"Villain!" the real dragon cursed. The situation of being humiliated a few days ago kept reappearing in my mind. I just couldn't think about it, and I was so angry when I thought about it.

In order to further anger his opponent, Ghost San approached the real dragon, put his nose to it and sniffed it, and then whispered in the real dragon's ear: "It still smells, what should I do?"

The real dragon was furious. The meridians in his arm were highlighted and he immediately punched. To be precise, the real dragon casts the burning hand.

Gui San was sure that the real dragon would attack suddenly, so he turned to one side and dodged cleverly. Then he judged that the opponent's lower body must be weak after punching, and suddenly raised his foot and kicked Zhenlong's calf.

Ah!

The real dragon's center of gravity was unstable, its body leaned forward, and its front face fell to the ground.

Crack, crackle, crackle! The audience burst into applause, praising Guisan's agility. Without using fighting spirit, he was able to dodge the sudden burning hand at close range, immediately find out the opponent's weakness, and then launch a counterattack, which shows that Oni San's strength is outstanding.

"The top student in the water department is indeed well-deserved, very good!" Dean Huo Jin praised.

"It's so fucking fucked up!" The real dragon was very unwilling. How could being defeated easily be worth the sweat he had shed these days? He cheered up and got up from the ground. The anger in his eyes slowly disappeared, leaving behind a warm but not impatient fighting spirit. He gradually entered the state, no matter how powerful the opponent was, he had to face it with a calm heart. Just now, I was influenced by my emotions and I was taken advantage of.

When the true dragon's heart becomes fierce, it releases all its magic power.

boom!

The powerful air flow spread out, and the momentum was no less than Betty's purple fighting spirit just now.

"Did it appear again? That boy's "fake silver" fighting spirit!" Cheng Jian in the audience was shocked.

For Ghost Three, this level of fighting spirit is nothing to worry about. Seeing his body trembled, golden light suddenly appeared, and pale golden fighting energy burst out of his body.

The real dragon instantly felt the heavy pressure, and his useless legs began to tremble again. His shortcoming is that his own fighting spirit is too weak. The gap was too big, and he didn't even have the strength to fight back under such pressure. He could only stand there blankly, waiting for the three ghosts to attack.

In the confusion, from the corner of his eye, Zhenlong saw Baggio's tense face, as if he was saying: How long do you plan to be embarrassed? Cheer me up.

Just then, Guisan's water gun shot over.

Whoosh!

The real dragon quickly took a step back and used crystal wall to resist.

bump!

The water gun broke through the crystal wall and hit the real dragon in the chest.

puff! The real dragon's throat felt sweet, and blood spurted from its mouth. He staggered back a few steps. Still standing firm, the other party's spell struck again.

This time it's not a simple water gun, but the water dragon line that Ghost Three is best at!

"It's just a discussion. How about using advanced magic? You bastard!" Baggio said angrily.

"Having said that, an excellent magician should give his best no matter what kind of competition it is. I have always taught my apprentices this way. Why, it seems that you have no confidence in your apprentice." Li, the chief instructor of the fire department. Hehe said.

Seeing the anxiety in his eyes and the anger in his heart, Baggio couldn't wait to go into battle to vent his anger for the real dragon, not to mention how angry he was.

Everyone felt that this competition was almost over. As long as this water dragon hit, the real dragon would never stand up again.

"My child, if you don't try your best, you will lose." Dean Hawking also took a breath for the real dragon. From the perspective of his "Eye of Mental Image", the real dragon is not inferior to Ghost Three. There is still a huge amount of energy in his body that has not been released. What puzzled Hawking was not how big this energy was, but why the real dragon hadn't shown its true abilities.

Once bitten by a snake and afraid of well ropes for ten years, the real dragon never wants to be defeated by this trick again. If he had concentrated his essence in his legs and jumped, he might have been able to escape, but he didn't do that. I saw him calm down, his arms naturally hanging down, and the sound of electric current came out...

"What's the purpose of such a posture? Using perfect thunder to fight against the water dragon?" Baggio thought to himself.

As Baggio expected, the real dragon roared: "Bloom, perfect thunder!"

Boom!

The entire arena, the entire rooftop, and even the entire dean's building shook violently, and at the same time, a dazzling light enveloped the arena.

Soon enough, the moment the water dragon touched the real dragon, with a deafening sound, it was instantly broken down into countless water droplets.

The shaking lasted for more than half a minute.

When everything calms down and the light gradually fades away...

what?

How can it be!

Many students, instructors and even the dean were speechless with shock.

The twenty-meter-long square arena turned into a pile of ruins!

"I haven't seen this trick for a long time, but it's still exciting to see it again today! Well done, kid!" Hawking said with emotion.

In the ruins, the real dragon's shoulders were rising and falling rapidly. The perfect thunder must have consumed too much mana, and he was breathing heavily.

On the other side, Gui San looked a little tired. If he hadn't used the "Water Film Technique" to defend at the critical moment, the consequences would have been ugly.

The battle got heated, but neither of them wanted to stop.

Ghost San still has 70% to 80% of his strength yet to be used, wouldn't it be a pity to end like this? Even the real dragon, which had consumed most of its mana, had no intention of stopping. I saw him getting into position again, ready to attack again at any time.

"That's enough. Do you two want to destroy the building? Real Dragon, come back soon." Baggio angrily yelled. He said this, but in fact he was worried that the real dragon would not be able to defeat his opponent and would end up in a disastrous defeat, so it would be best to end in a draw now.

"It's okay, it's okay. If it's broken, it can be repaired. More than this, I want to see the child's true ability and let them continue." Hawking said while stroking his beard. It seemed like he didn't care at all about the destruction of the arena.

Since the dean said so, Baggio had to obey.