"Stop the ink stains and hurry up." Zhi Wu next to him patted his head and urged: "After you finish, it will be my turn."
"Senior Zhi Wu, please be gentle." Yan Qi pouted and scratched his head, but Zhi Wu glared at him and immediately ran onto the ring.
"Is he the only spell master in this class?" As soon as he came up, Zhang Zhen stared at Yan Qi with a cold expression, "Come on, let me feel the power of the spell master."
"Please, please give me some advice." Yan Qi said weakly, not at all like a strong man, more like a coward.
"Oh, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense." Zhang Zhen's eyes darkened, he took out an ax in his hand, pointed forward, "I'm here."
"Ah!?" Yan Qi was startled, and saw Zhang Zhen swinging his ax towards him, and he quickly took out a talisman.
"Hmph, I know very well that there is a time lag when your spell master casts the spell." Zhang Zhen saw through the weakness of the spell master, so he rushed forward immediately and did not give the other party a chance to cast the spell.
"etc… "
"Are you waiting for you to cast a spell? Hehe, I'm not a fool." Zhang Zhen grinned and immediately chopped down the ax in his hand, "I want to fight quickly."
Bang!
Zhang Zhen's expression changed, and he saw a monster appearing in front of Yan Qi. The hard shell, through the axe, made his mouth feel numb.
Suddenly, Yan Qi's eyes became sharp, "With my current level, I can't cast a spell instantly. However, I have a good partner who will buy time for me to cast the spell."
Zhang Zhen's pupils shrank, he quickly put away his ax and attacked from the side.
However, the Spin Turtle roared angrily, and a tail swept over, blocking his axe.
"Damn it!!" Zhang Zhen cursed, brandished his ax again, and kept attacking, but the turtle was like a barrier and could not be broken through.
Suddenly, a heart palpitation exploded, and the talisman in Yan Qi's hand lit up with a dazzling light.
"Thunder Spell!!" Yan Qi shouted, and struck out the spell. The terrifying thunder struck out, and the dazzling brilliance made Zhang Zhen close his eyes.
"Be careful!" Gu Shan's figure flashed in front of Zhang Zhen and blocked the spell.
His pupils shrank, and he was filled with doubts. This Yan Qi's cultivation level was only at the eighth level of Qi Refining, but the power of this spell was close to the fifth level of the Alchemy Stage. Even if he caught this lightning with his bare hands, he couldn't help but My arms feel sore and numb.
"Deacon Gu Shan, if you break into the ring midway, you will be deemed to have given up." Ji Wuya narrowed his eyes and said calmly.
"I understand." Gu Shan sighed and said helplessly: "Zhang Zhen is not as good as others. I will give up this competition on his behalf."
"master!"
"Come down with me."
Gu Shan scolded and took Zhang Zhen down.
Although the competition is over, why should we suffer unnecessary injuries when we know we will lose
"I, I won?" Yan Qi blinked, feeling a little confused. He just wanted to cast his strongest spell, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.
This must be the credit of instructor Xiaoman.
He looked at Luo Xiaoman with burning eyes. If it hadn't been for the high-intensity physical training in the past few days, which had sharply improved his willpower, he might not have been able to cast the spell even with the Tortoise guarding him.
(End of chapter)