Magical Strategist

Entrance to Podol College.

The guard on duty snapped his legs together and respectfully saluted the blue-robed man who was walking away: "Welcome, His Highness, the Deputy Alliance Leader!"

"This is not the Great Hall of Middle-earth, so there is no need to salute." As he said this, the man in blue robe took out the portrait of Lie Yan from his pocket and asked, "Have you seen this man?"

After carefully examining it, the guard said in surprise, "I have seen it."

The man in the blue robe smiled and asked, "Where is the person?"

"It should be at Minghuo Peak." said the guard.

"Thank you." After thanking him, the man went straight to Minghuo Peak. "It's true that this girl Feiya is checking Lieyan for no reason, so I'll help her again. Having said that, there have been a lot of stories about Lieyan recently. I heard that he is very strong. I really want to know. he."

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Night begins to fall. Because it was a rainy day, darkness came earlier than usual.

At Minghuo Peak, the battle between Zhenlong and Baggio entered a stalemate.

As the battle lasted longer, both men's physical strength dropped a lot.

No one was willing to quit at this time, especially Baggio, who was determined to defeat Lieyan. After more than 500 rounds, Baggio's physical strength and magic power had reached their limits, and he was afraid that he could not hold on for much longer.

On the other hand, the real dragon had used up most of his physical strength and magic power. He was breathing rapidly and his body was covered with wounds. It seemed that Baggio's fierce attack had caused him great suffering.

On the surface, the real dragon was at a disadvantage because he was more injured than Baggio. However, if you look closely, the real dragon still had the upper hand because he had the blood curse and essence. The blood curse could speed up the recovery of physical strength, energy, and mana, and the first-grade essence could speed up the healing of wounds. In addition, Baggio was old and his physical strength was far less than before, so the longer the battle lasted, the lower his chances of winning.

"Master's strength is unfathomable, I must not be careless." Zhenlong gasped for air while observing Baggio's every move.

"If I could be ten years younger, I would beat him so hard that my own mother wouldn't even recognize him. Unfortunately, I'm a bit incapable of doing it now that I'm old." Baggio had no choice but to accept his old age.

The two were about twenty steps apart and stared at each other for nearly three minutes. In these three minutes, they used their own methods to restore their strength for the upcoming final battle.

The weather conditions became increasingly worse, with wind, rain, lightning and thunder.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning as thick as a tree trunk fell from the sky, fiercely hitting the ground...

The thunder stopped, and the final battle between Lieyan and Vulcan finally began!

Baggio gathered all the magic power in his body, and the nine-pointed star magic circle suddenly appeared, thinking in his heart: Turn my anger into endless flames, erupt, the spirit of fire!

The ultimate secret of fire magic, the forbidden technique, the burst of fire.

The real dragon couldn't help being horrified when he saw this. The destructive power of the fire spurt was stronger than that of the Three Thousand Worlds. Everything turned into dust instantly after being hit. Under such destructive spells, all defenses are in vain. In this regard, the real dragon can only choose to protect itself.

“Master, you’ll definitely lose if you place your bet on this move… Dragon’s Virtual Mirror!” The real dragon has mastered the illusion technique taught by the Sea God to perfection. Although it is the simplest move in “A Thousand Years of Battle”, it can allow the real dragon to escape disaster time and time again.

At this time, Baggio's face was red and veins popped out on his forehead. Ah! The nine-pointed star array disappeared, and only a few beams of red light were seen shooting from the cracks in the earth. Then, the ground became hot, and there seemed to be countless magma rolling under the ground, and it would erupt at any time.

The entire Minghuo Peak began to shake, there was more and more red light on the ground, and the temperature was getting higher and higher.

The moment raindrops fall on the ground, they are evaporated into gas by the high temperature.

Here, there is no possibility for anyone or anything to exist, only disaster and destruction!

at last……

With a loud rumbling sound, the earth finally burst open, and the magma from the ground spewed out like a flood, all the way to an altitude of several thousand meters.

What an amazing power! From afar, Minghuo Peak was connected to the sky, as if it was the end of hell.

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The forbidden technique lasted for a full minute before disappearing.

Minghuo Peak has returned to calm again, but... everything here has suffered an unprecedented disaster. The ground has become scarred, the trees have been burned to only their stumps, and the buildings not far away have been scorched black...

"Anyone who comes to Podor to cause trouble must die!" Baggio used up his last bit of strength and fell to his knees. He was sure that the flames would burn him to ashes.

Unfortunately, Baggio was wrong. About twenty steps away from him, a dark shadow gradually turned into a human form.

The flame stood there intact!

"Old Baggio, you lose." Zhenlong said with a smile.

"What! Impossible!" Baggio looked up suddenly, and saw the flames coming towards him step by step. He couldn't believe that there was someone in the world who could stand there intact after being hit by the eruption of fire, without even a scratch. "How did you do it?" The weak Baggio just wanted an answer.

The real dragon pressed his hat and replied: "I'll tell you this later. You answer me first. Are you satisfied with fighting with me?"

Bachiao didn't answer, he just opened his mouth and laughed. Winning or losing is no longer important, because he hasn't played so happily for a long time. At this moment, he was so excited that he forgot who he was.

Seeing the master's happy face, the real dragon couldn't help but laugh...

"It's unbelievable, Vulcan was defeated?"

"The flames are too strong!"

"Mr. Baggio, whom I admire the most, actually, actually lost..."

In the teaching building, the students found it hard to accept this fact. Seeing Huo Zong's defeat, the instructors all looked unhappy.

Except Kelly.

"Lil's real dragon, that's awesome, you're worthy of being my favorite..." Kelly cheered.

"Instructor Kaili, please stand firm. Are you still so happy after President Huo is defeated?" Vulture scolded.

"Actually, Mr. Huo didn't lose. If he knew who his opponent was in advance, he would definitely not place his final bet on the fire spewing." Kelly said.

"why?"

"Because the flames can cause illusions and ignore all illusions!"

"Alas, the once invincible God of Fire Baggio is old now... Hey, look, it seems someone is coming." The vulture looked at the battlefield in the distance and found a man in a blue robe confronting a real dragon.

"From the looks of his clothes, he doesn't look like someone from Podor. Who could he be?" another instructor asked.

Kelly looked at the man in blue robe carefully, and finally shouted in surprise: "It's Mr. Pillow!"

The vulture looked at it carefully again and said: "The thing he is holding must be the Xiaoyao Treasure Fan. So, he is really the deputy leader! Let's go and greet the deputy leader."

But Kelly stopped her and said, "Don't worry yet, there is still a good show to be performed over there. Instructor Dean, who do you think is more powerful, Flame or Soul Eater?"

Vulture shook his head and said, "It's hard to say. We won't know until they fight."

"Then we'll see."