The battle started, and the two of them controlled the star track and released elementary magic.
In just half a second, Dongfang Ming threw a red fire magnet from his hand, and Lu Jun had no choice but to stop casting the cursed haze.
Regardless of the fact that his curse system interrupts spellcasting and is invincible, in fact there is still a time lag in the middle. As long as magic has a process of controlling the stars, he is just concealing it and not showing it to others.
Just now, Lu Jun relied on his higher mental state to achieve a one-second star trajectory and crushed countless freshmen, but he was still inferior to Dongfang Ming's natural talent.
Talent, this is a natural chasm.
raging!
Lu Jun flicked his wrist and used a spinning chop to extinguish the fire. Large red flames exploded in the air, waves of heat hit him, and a burning smell filled the air.
The other party's fire element is still ordinary mortal fire, not like it was integrated into Qingyan two years later.
However, Dongfang Ming smiled when he saw this. Sure enough, his guess was correct. As long as the casting speed was fast enough, his magic would not be interrupted.
The veteran in the live broadcast room was also happy: "Finally, someone can fight. Those people before couldn't even cast magic. Those who knew it was a fight between the top students of Mingzhu University and mages, but those who didn't know thought it was a fight between street gangsters."
"Something's wrong, why is Dongfang Ming's magic released so quickly?"
"Newcomer, you don't understand this. This is called natural talent, fast casting..."
As Lu Junjian challenged hundreds of people, more and more people came to Mingzhu's beast fighting competition to watch the fun.
Bear bear!
The things outside the field did not stop Dongfang Ming. He threw out a preliminary fire ball in half a second, and his hands were burning with red flames. Like a double-gun ranger, Marco Polo, or Peashooter, fireballs continued to shoot out at extremely fast speeds.
Lu Jun rotated the vibrating gold heavy sword, and the sword light like a door panel swept across the whole body, like a dark storm, all the fireballs from the bombardment were wiped out, and the nearby fire started a prairie fire.
He knew in his heart that to deal with an enemy like Dongfang Ming, no matter what the seven skills were, the best one to use was the metal element summoned in advance.
Boom!
I saw Lu Jun stepping on the green wind rails on his feet, wielding a heavy sword, and killing Dongfang Ming. Looking down from a high altitude, it was like a figure passing through the sea of fire, as powerful as breaking bamboo. Wherever it passed, the flames retreated, like two rows of fire walls separated.
Whoosh! Unexpectedly, a breeze rose up from Dongfang Ming's feet, and he retreated simultaneously, no slower than Lu Jun. It was the second type of wind magic, Wind Rail.
The two chased and escaped around the Colosseum. Dongfang Ming made up his mind to only release elementary magic.
Lu Jun stopped, with a cold expression on his face, and suddenly stretched out his hand. Soon, a large dark green spider web emerged from the air around the Colosseum. It was densely packed and intertwined with each other, covering Dongfang Ming's figure.
Dongfang Ming was caught off guard and said in shock: "When did you arrange the evil spider's trap?"
He was full of confusion. He obviously kept releasing elementary magic all the time, but he dared to guarantee that the other party didn't even have room to release elementary magic, let alone intermediate magic.
Hearing this, Lu Jun said calmly: "It was laid out long ago when the challenge started."
As soon as these words came out, Dongfang Ming was speechless, and there was no way to accuse the other party of violating the rules. In the first hundred battles, Lu Jun also fought non-stop. It was normal for him to have some field advantage, but he had missed this point.
Gu Han announced his defeat, and the audience was disappointed: "What a pity, he is quite smart, but he is not as good as the chess player."
Many people were even more excited: "It's okay. Lu Jun has used intermediate magic. After fighting for such a long time, the magic consumption must be severe. If another hundred people hedge against it, we can crack this hard bone."
"Speed up, don't let him stop to breathe and recover his magic energy."
On the field, Lu Jun breathed a sigh of relief. There was a huge difference between mid-level mages with natural talents and those without talents. Mo Fan was able to defeat Dongfang Ming later because of his own carelessness.
If Mo Fan keeps using elementary magic like he did against him, Mo Fan will not be able to solve it in a short time, and the mission of escorting the Totem Black Snake will fail.
Including, he is the same now. If he continues to spend the duel, he can win. He even guarantees that he can still have at least one-half of the magic energy left in the gold system, but it will not be good for the subsequent battles.
Simply stop the loss in time and activate the Evil Spider's Trap to subdue Dongfang Ming.
Soon, Lu Jun didn't take a break, and new students appeared one after another, like moths flying into a flame, one after another.
I really have to thank Bai Zhengfeng for this. All the mid-level mages were eliminated, and these proud men no longer have any psychological burden. There are those who pursue interests, those who want to become famous, and those who have a fun mentality, and they continue to succeed.
Two hundred...three hundred...four hundred...
In a short period of time, a total of five hundred people were cut down from their horses. The black gold heavy sword was inserted into the ground. Lu Jun supported the hilt of the sword with both hands, breathing heavily. His muscles were sore all over his body and he was mentally exhausted. The metal and curse nebula magic powers had obviously increased. Decline.
It's not easy to kill five hundred pigs, let alone five hundred mages.
A few hours have passed since this point. It is already dark outside the Colosseum, but all the lights are turned on inside. The lights are bright and the fierce battle continues.
People in the live broadcast room came and went, and everyone changed. The communication was obviously reduced, but the heat continued to spread as the battle continued, and it was out of the circle. Most office workers came off work, turned on their mobile phones, and were deeply impressed.
"I'm off work and I'm still typing."
"What's the number? Can any of you guys count it?"
"It's five hundred and three, 666."
"Okay! Let's explore again and report again."
In the Colosseum, Huang Xingli went up to try. She was also a mid-level fire mage. Due to her lack of natural talent, she ended up being treated like Bai Zhengfeng and rolled down.
She returned to the backstage and said angrily: "Ding Yumian, that guy is really too much. He wants to monopolize the entire system's resources just because he has a rare curse system. If I have a spiritual magic tool, why should I let a villain furious."
After saying this, Huang Xingli took the beautiful woman's arm with both hands and began to coquettishly say: "Sister Ding, you are the only one here who has psychic magic. You can restrain Mr. Lu, please help me."
"Yes, yes, that's the resource of the entire department. We also want to practice."
The girlfriends and female college students around him were all encouraging me pitifully.
Ding Yumian was helpless. He originally didn't intend to pay attention to this kind of thing, but he couldn't stand the pleading of his best friend. Resources were too important to the mage.
"That's all." She sighed: "I'll play right away."
After a moment, the referee teacher announced that while Lu Jun was taking a break while holding a long sword, he saw a long and straight black lady slowly walking onto the stage. Her figure was graceful, swaying step by step, and her silky black hair was braided into a net braid. , giving people a very virtuous and gentle feeling.
It's completely different from my sister's strong and hot aura.
Lu Jun instinctively felt that the other party was not simple. It was a kind of spiritual alertness. He stared and said: "Name?"
"Ding Yumian." The woman smiled lightly and reminded kindly: "How are you doing now? Do you want to rest for a while to recover your magic power? I see that you are very tired."
