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Although "Green Water" is not one of the nine famous songs of Qin Zong, it has the effect of calming down and driving away all negative emotions. With this song "Green Water", when the tune reached one third, Ye Yinzhu not only calmed down the Jinjing Tyrannosaurus' desire to attack, but also cut off the communication between the Jinjing Tyrannosaurus and its summoner Ma Liang. connect. Lost the connection with the master, the summoned beast formed by the elements will naturally not exist.
Seeing this scene, Ma Liang in the distance couldn't help sighing, "Ye Yinzhu, you are really strong. I have to use my strongest strength to fight you." Looking at Ye Yinzhu with deep eyes, the two Everyone understands in their hearts that this duel is not just a simple contest for freshmen, they also represent their own magic sects, so this is also an internal contest between the Eight Dragons of the Eastern Dragon.
The calming effect of "Green Water" did not have much effect on Ma Liang, not to mention that Ye Yinzhu had controlled the main rhythm on the Golden Crystal Tyrannosaurus just now to defeat a top five monster in such a short period of time. Therefore, Ma Liang did not suffer any damage except for the magic power consumed when summoning the monster.
Pressing the strings with both hands, the aftertaste of "Green Water" receded, Ye Yinzhu smiled and said: "Please advise." The new generation of Qin Zong and Hua Zong are sitting and looking at each other in the central practice field of Milan Magic and Martial Arts Academy. At this moment, the competition between them really started.
Ma Liang stretched out his left hand and made a circle in front of him. A simple silver ring on his left middle finger suddenly lit up with silver light. When he made a circle, five things suddenly appeared in front of him, just like that. In front of him, there was a faint silvery luster. Everything was huge, floating in front of Ma Liang, a strange feeling suddenly made the air sticky. The huge elemental aura frantically rushed towards the direction of those five things.
Those five things were a long silver horn, a string of huge teeth of unknown creatures, a ball of silver light, a huge silver eyeball, and a huge diamond-shaped scale.
On the rostrum, the heads of the Ministry of Magic sitting at the front stood up almost at the same time, even the head of the Summoning Department was no exception, their eyes showed horror. Ferguson stood at the front and sighed, "I'm afraid Yinzhu is going to lose. The five silver dragon weapons are actually five silver dragon weapons that are comparable to divine weapons. The auxiliary summoning magic item that summoning magicians dream of."
"No, it's not the five silver dragons, but the six silver dragons. In addition to the silver dragon horns, silver dragon teeth, silver dragon heart, silver dragon eyes, and silver dragon scales, the bottle of red liquid in his hand is probably from the silver dragon. Blood. This brat actually has such a magic weapon, I don’t even know.” The eyes of the head of the summoning department seemed to spew out fire, it was definitely the fire of desire, and there was nothing for a summoning magician It is more attractive than this top-level auxiliary summoning item.
The stickiness in the air made Ye Yinzhu's face serious. Looking at the silver dragon five weapons in front of Ma Liang, he felt the huge pressure coming to his face. He knew that it was definitely not something he could fight against. magic item. The power of its magical elemental breath is not even worse than purple-level magic. Now he even has some difficulty playing the piano, and under the huge pressure, it is even difficult for him to move his body.
Ma Liang's eyes flashed with strong self-confidence, "Ye Yinzhu, admit defeat. Although I am ashamed to win you with magic items, I don't want to lose. The five things in front of me are all the organs of the silver dragon. The silver dragon blood in my hand is called the six weapons of the silver dragon. The silver dragon is also called the magic dragon. Among all the dragons, his physical fighting ability is the weakest. But at the same time, his magic power is The strongest. It is second only to the existence of the sacred dragon. It has the strength of a monster at the peak of level nine. With the silver dragon six weapons, all my magic power can summon a silver dragon to launch an attack, which is impossible for you to bear .I don't want to hurt you, so..."
"Continue." Ye Yinzhu suddenly interrupted Ma Liang's words, "Grandpa once taught me that no matter what kind of enemy you face on the battlefield, you must not shrink back. No matter how strong the enemy is, there will be weaknesses. "His heart is very calm, his eyes are still so clear, his movements are still so elegant, and he can still sit there steadily in the face of the huge pressure brought by the silver dragon six weapons. The student looked at him with admiration, and Ferguson nodded in satisfaction. However, he was ready to stop the game. …
Ma Liang said helplessly: "Do you really want to continue? If you can't stop the silver dragon's attack and admit defeat, I think I can barely recover the magic." Withdrawing the magic is extremely strong against the magician Yes, especially in the case of this kind of overstepping use. Ma Liang didn't want to hurt Ye Yinzhu, but he was also eager for this victory. In his opinion, this was definitely an excellent opportunity for Hua Zong to surpass Qin Zong. Therefore, he would rather fight himself to be backlashed by magic, and must fight to the end.
Slowly raising his paintbrush, when he opened the bottle containing the silver dragon's blood, the magical elements in the air rushed towards him almost crazily. The five silver dragon weapons in front of him lit up with a silver brilliance at the same time, forming a ring of halo to absorb the incoming elemental force.
The paintbrush was lightly dipped in the silver dragon's blood, and Ma Liang quickly capped the bottle as if he was afraid of wasting a drop. With a twist of his wrist, a blood-red picture was already outlined in his hand.
The faint silver light gradually became more intense, and the silver halo began to expand. The invisible majesty and huge pressure made the air freeze. The unique magic pressure of the silver dragon made all the magic elements in the central practice field have moved away from Ye Yinzhu and gathered in the center of the six weapons of the silver dragon. One of the great advantages of using the silver dragon six weapons to cast magic is that within the range of the silver dragon's breath, all other magicians cannot use magic. This is also an important reason why it is called an artifact.
Ye Yinzhu didn't move, and sat there with fixed eyes watching Ma Liang gradually outline the pattern of the silver dragon. Spiritual power can no longer feel the existence of a trace of magical elements, even his zither magic can't be used at this time. He didn't use fighting energy to attack, because he knew that his bamboo fighting energy would never break through the silver halo around Ma Liang's body. However, he found that the hot stream that surged in his body during the battle with Nesta reappeared, and the huge pressure from the outside seemed to make this hot stream burn more intensely.
There was a slight fluctuation in the spiritual connection suddenly, which was from Zi's doubts. Obviously, Zi in the distance sensed Ye Yinzhu's crisis and was trying to communicate with him, hoping to be summoned by him to this world to defend against powerful enemies with him.
However, Ye Yinzhu didn't summon Zi this time, because he clearly felt that even Zi couldn't resist the summoning magic assisted by the Silver Dragon six weapons. He never wanted Zi to suffer any harm. Therefore, he stabilized his spirit, and told Zi through the subtle connection between the two that he had no problem.
The silver light became stronger and stronger, and the dense air began to hover over Ma Liang's head. At this time, every time he drew a stroke, his face would turn pale, as if he was struggling. Big drops of sweat were dripping from his forehead onto the magic robe.
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