Time passed by minute by minute, and the staff of the Dragon God Conference was in place, ready to welcome the start of the first game at any time.
The invited dragons have transformed into human form and sat down on the viewing platform with the best view. They talked and laughed with each other and expressed their opinions on this Dragon God Conference.
“From the statistics, this Dragon God Conference is much more interesting than the past few.
There are not many contestants of this quality in history.”
"It's definitely going to be fun. Who do you think will win?"
"I think it's the next chief from the Wind Wolf Clan. Their race is considered one of the most prominent in our Dragon God Review Nation."
"I think it should be Roland from the Shadow Hand Clan. Their abilities are very special. The grouping is also very favorable for him. Before the semi-finals, he should not encounter too strong an opponent and expose his true strength."
"I think so, too."
"I heard that the colorful-haired masked man who was active in the war between the two countries also participated in this Dragon God Conference."
"Him? His performance is also worth paying attention to.
However, his group is extremely difficult for anyone, and he needs to give his all in every game.
Exposing your full strength too early is a very dangerous thing."
“After being exposed, how to adjust is also one of the highlights.
Whether it is a mule or a horse, we will see how he performs later."
The conversation between the dragons did not last long. The host walked to the center of the platform again and spoke enthusiastically:
"Dear audience, thank you for your long wait. The first game is about to begin.
We have arranged the schedule very tightly, which will definitely be a feast for the eyes of all the spectators.
Please don't be anxious.
First, let us welcome the players.”
The applause rang out like thunder, and the audience was already impatient to wait.
The host continued to stir up the atmosphere, raised his right hand, and spoke in an excited voice.
“The one walking towards us from the east is Yang Yu, who broke through from the preliminary round.
He is the leader of the new S-class adventure group, and he easily made it through the preliminary rounds. His strength remains a mystery."
Yang Yu looked relaxed. He walked up to the stage while greeting people amid the audience's applause.
“Now coming towards us from the west is the Dianwen contestant from the Library of All Things.
As we all know, the Library of All Things is a gathering place for magicians.
Anyone who can get an invitation from there must be very powerful."
Amid the applause of the audience, a young man with black hair and blue eyes walked quickly onto the stage. He was wearing a purple robe and had a nameplate on his chest with three golden five-pointed stars on it. In his hand he held a wooden staff that was more than three meters long.
Dianwen hasn't changed much compared to two years ago, which quickly reminded Yang Yu of what happened when they met two years ago.
But it would be wrong to say that the classics have not changed at all.
After opening the panel, Yang Yu felt a little strange. He looked at the text and then looked at the panel again. He almost suspected that he had seen it wrong...
Why would a wizard have more than three thousand powers
Could it be that I added the wrong amount
"Both parties arrived at the center of the field."
Following the referee's instructions, Yang Yu and Dian Wen walked to the center of the fighting stage.
Before the game started, Dianwen's eyes were fixed on him. He smiled very kindly and said:
"I never thought that my first opponent would be you... Have you received the challenge letter?"
Yang Yu nodded. "If you want to avenge your previous humiliation, then come on. I'm much better than I was two years ago."
"Of course I know."
Every word in the classics is filled with indescribable confidence.
“I am also a different person than I was two years ago.
After fighting with you, I thought a lot and finally found the secret of the mage.
I'm so glad you get to see a new me.
You are my first opponent, and I don’t have to think about how to hide my strength in order to meet you.
Today, I will show you all the results of my practice over the past two years."
Yang Yu took out his shield and said, "Then let me have a look."
"no problem!"
Dianwen agreed, used magic to bind the wooden staff so that it hovered in the air, and then did a bodybuilding move to stretch his chest sideways.
In an instant, a powerful energy burst out from Dianwen's body, tearing all the clothes on his upper body into pieces.
Dianwen's body instantly doubled in size, and countless bulging muscles formed an unimaginable perfect curve.
Anyone who sees this beautiful curve will be unable to help but indulge in it and want to touch his strong muscles.
Yang Yu stood there in confusion.
Is the classmate Dianwen in front of me the kind of person who looks thin when wearing clothes
Or does Dianwen have some giant genes
No, why did you, a good wizard, change to practicing martial arts
Yang Yu's heart was full of turmoil, but he didn't show it on his face. He asked calmly, "Is this the result of your two years of hard work?"
"That's right!" Dianwen was full of energy, picking up the wand as if it were a stick, and even assumed an attacking posture. "From that day on, I understood that ordinary mages have their limits. If you encounter an enemy who can seal magic, you can only sit and wait for death."
"That's what I said, but this is also the risk that mages need to take when they have high output." Yang Yu scratched his cheek, "I think improving magic is much more reliable than temporarily changing careers."
"No! The body is the only thing we can rely on. Muscles will never betray us!" Dianwen took a horse stance. "I will defeat you here today to prove that the secret I chose is correct. Just come at me!"
Yang Yu had nothing to say but to draw his sword from the scabbard and prepare for battle.
"Everyone, take your positions!"
Seeing that the two sides had almost finished their exchange, the referee raised his left hand and his loud voice echoed in every corner of the Colosseum.
"start!"
Following the referee's order, Dianwen, who was holding a magic wand instead of a martial arts stick, took a deep breath.
"[Advanced Physical Strength Enhancement Magic]
[Advanced Attack Enhancement Magic]
[Limb coordination optimization]
[Surge]
[Attack Magic Enchantment]
”
Dianwen stood there motionless, as if chanting a spell, continuously casting various strengthening magic on himself, and various attributes rapidly soared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Yang Yu is not Iyas, he does not have any skills that can dispel other people's benefits.
If I don't attack now, I will be in a tough battle when Dianwen finishes all the enhancement magic.
Deciding to go all out, Yang Yu swung his sword and arrived beside Dianwen in the blink of an eye.
A red light pierced into Yang Yu's palm, illuminating his sword blade with an orange-red glow.
And all this had already been anticipated by Dianwen.
(End of this chapter)