Anger, panic, pain, unwillingness, sadness... In just a short moment, five expressions flashed across Hank's face, and then he fell straight back, covering his nose and whimpering in pain.
The magic that had just been cast was interrupted and then dissipated. Hank felt that his nose had been hit directly by the stick just now. The painful feeling made him unable to control his tears and painful screams. .
As for fighting... there is no such thing in my mind now!
One stick... Knocked down?
The entire venue was silent. Everyone looked at Amy, who was holding a mage staff that was twice as tall as her, with strange expressions on their faces.
They were all thinking about what magic Amy would use to deal with it, but they never thought that Amy's method of dealing with it would be so simple and crude.
But I have to say, when this stick hit that guy in the face, and when I watched him fall to the ground with a distorted expression, and then lay on the ground sobbing and whimpering, the feeling of pleasure was simply beyond description in words. I was so angry this morning. , everything became clear at once.
"Did Hank lose?" The young magicians on the other side of the Wizard Tower were completely panicked. George had just come to his senses. Now the strongest Hank was knocked down by a stick again. If he If they lose like this, no one on their side can be Amy's opponent, so today's challenge will be lost.
"How could she have mastered melee magic so perfectly and powerfully in just one month? Melee magic is the test of control of magic elements and physical coordination." Albert looked in disbelief. Looking at Amy, he was able to see more things with his strength. Whether it was the blow that broke the vines or the subsequent blow that knocked down Hank, Amy's ability to control the burst of magic in a short distance made him feel Incredible.
Even if he were asked to learn the same magic for a month, he was not confident that he could do better than Amy. You must know that he has the foundation of a seventh-level magician and has good attainments in controlling magic elements.
I have to admit that there are geniuses in this world, and in front of them, age and hard work seem a bit ridiculous.
"In this case, this challenge and the plan to humiliate Crassus will probably come to nothing, and the Mage Tower will become a stepping stone for her to become a blockbuster." Albert looked at Amy with a complicated mood, with Crassus Being a master with two great magicians, Julian, and having such an amazing talent, he has already seen that a new star will rise rapidly in the world of magicians, perhaps faster than the elf princess back then.
"It turns out this is melee magic, just like a magic knight. How cool!"
"Teacher, teacher, can we learn magic when we grow up? We also want to learn close combat magic."
"In this case, does our Chaos Academy win this challenge?"
"It turns out that this classmate is the most powerful magician in our school!"
The silence only lasted for a while, and waves of cheers erupted from the audience. Some children began to ask their teachers expectantly if they could learn melee magic.
"Great." Glinton couldn't help but clenched his fists and said happily. Originally, he was going to face huge humiliation today, but now because of Amy's appearance, the situation has been completely reversed, and he may even win the losing streak. Four years of challenge.
"The outcome is still undecided, isn't it?" Novan also had a smile on his face. His eyes stayed on the mage staff in Amy's hand for a while, and then looked at Hank who was still lying on the ground.
"Green-haired monster, I told you to cry softly. It would be bad if you scare the children." Amy looked at Hank and said seriously.
Hank covered his nose, sat up on his knees, and looked up at Amy, his eyes full of anger. This guy actually interrupted his spellcasting. If the violent arrow rain could be cast, he would definitely win. If he lost to A half-elf brat, he might as well die.
"Representative of the Mage Tower, do you admit defeat?" Capas asked, looking at Hank.
"I don't accept it!" Hank stood up from his position on the ground, raised his hand and a green light appeared in front of him, quickly forming a spherical wooden shield to cover him, and then he chanted a spell quickly, which was still the spell of violent arrow rain. .
"Are you dissatisfied?" Amy frowned, then raised her hand and struck again.
"Stab it."
The wooden shield that had previously easily blocked the attacks of Klaus and the three of them seemed like paper in front of the purple-lighting mage's staff. It was torn apart in an instant and then fell on his face. This time, the nosebleed sprayed in a more perfect parabola. , the cry was also a little louder and clearer.
"Are you convinced?"
"I don't accept it!"
"Bang!"
"Are you convinced?"
"I don't……"
"Bang!"
"Are you convinced?"
"I……"
"Bang!"
"Wuwu...I...I haven't said anything yet..."
"Bang!"
Amy looked at Hank who fell three meters away and had turned into a bloody pig head. She shrugged apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, it went smoothly, but you should accept it this time, right?"
Hank held his hands on the ground and knelt on the ground. He raised his eyes and looked at Amy with some resentment. His body was shaking and tears were flowing uncontrollably.
This was the first time in his life that he had suffered such humiliation.
But it had been proven before that no matter what he did, there was no way to release the burst of arrows before the magic wand fell on his face, and deep despair enveloped him.
"Are we going to admit defeat like this? To a half-elf little bastard?" Hank clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and his chest heaved violently. No, he couldn't do it. Let him admit defeat to a half-racial guy. He still feels uncomfortable.
"Representative of the Mage Tower, do you admit defeat?" Capas looked at Hank and asked. The outcome of this game is already clear. Once a melee mage gets close, it will be a nightmare for a long-range mage. This is a unique phenomenon in the magician world. consensus.
Today, this game witnessed the rise of the youngest melee magician. Amy's melee magic strength has reached at least level four, and her long-range magic has also reached level four.
A four-year-old fourth-level dual-cultivation magician. Today's two competitions are enough to make her a blockbuster and become the most watched genius magician in the magician world.
"It seems that he has been too convinced to speak. Seeing how pitiful you are, then I won't hit you." Amy looked at Hank with some pity, put away the Hot Wheels on her feet and put them down again. When he got to the ground, he was ready to put away the mage staff in his hand.
"Kid! Go to hell!" At this moment, Hank, with a ferocious expression, suddenly took out silver beads from his arms and threw them in the direction of Amy. There was a loud thunder and a ball of lightning. Flying towards Amy, the speed was so fast that my eyes could hardly keep up.
"Be careful!" the teacher standing not far from Amy exclaimed. The magic wand in his hand flashed with light, and he wanted to build a protective shield, but at this distance and the speed of the ball lightning, it was too late.
"Asshole!" Under the stands, Crassus threw away the lunch box in his hand and disappeared from his seat in the blink of an eye.
"Fireball!" Amy looked at the spherical lightning flying at high speed and read out two words almost subconsciously. The purple-gold color of the prophecy stone on the top of the mage's staff instantly exploded, and a purple-gold fireball shot out instantly. Heading towards the ball lightning.
