The unlucky Monk Mahan was also one of the people who was blinded.
He wasn't a lecherous person, but since his opponent was flying in the sky, he had to look up and track his opponent's position.
Hence, he fell for it.
"Despicable!" The monk who was blinded by the light roared in anger, but he couldn't change the fact that he had temporarily lost his vision.
Felix, who was flying in the air, adopted a "Cannon Attack" stance. Rings of fire rose from her body like a huge fire snake, coiling around her magic wand. The magic wand that seemed to be full of technology made a mechanical sound, and the tip of the wand slowly opened up. The wings that were originally holding the scarlet pearl in the center slowly rotated forward, turning into a pair of metal supports that looked like a conduit. Golden rings spread out from both sides, and it looked like a treasure bottle that contained the scarlet fire pearl. It was aimed at Mahan, who was standing in the arena.
"Mezzas, Continuous Cannon Attack!"
Along with Felix's shout, the scarlet flames turned into scorching rays that contained a huge amount of energy. In one breath, six rays landed on Mahan's body. The temperature of these rays was so high that not only did they burn his monk's robe into ashes, but even the arena beside him was burnt into pieces. Amidst the countless charred areas, there were even signs of melting!
Mahan was indeed a top-notch monk who had been practicing hard for many years. In the face of such an extremely unfavorable situation, he was still able to summon his "Qi" and turn the invisible force into a white shield, blocking the direction of the cannon.
Even though he couldn't see for the time being, for a person like him who had trained hard, he could clearly feel the blazing Mana on Felix's body even with his eyes closed. He didn't have to worry about blocking the wrong direction at all.
His response was very correct, and he had indeed successfully blocked Felix's attack. But he had forgotten one important thing — today's battle was a single elimination tournament.
The scorching rays that Felix called "Cannon Attack" not only contained a terrifying amount of heat, but also a huge amount of energy. If it had been a tree or a rock, it would have been directly penetrated. But when this attack was blocked by Mahan's Qi shield, the strong impact landed on his body.
He didn't even have time to recover his vision before he was blasted out of the arena by the powerful impact. Although he didn't fall and stood firmly, he was already standing on the ground outside the arena.
The commentator from the golden-haired magic mirror immediately shouted, "Although the brave and extraordinary warrior monk Mr. Mahan successfully blocked Miss Felix's attack, he made a mistake and was knocked out of the arena … Aiyaya! This was a huge mistake! You should know that you'll be disqualified the moment you step onto the stage! "
As Mahan stomped his feet in anger and sighed, he announced loudly, "The winner of this match is beauty and strength. Miss Felix, who could have used her face to make a living, but chose to use her brain!"
"Let's give a round of applause and cheer for the rise of the Magic Cannon!"
Felix slowly descended amidst the cheers. Panting heavily, she slowly dissipated the magic that was so hot that it was almost burning. She raised her wand, which had been restored to its original shape, and greeted the audience.
"This woman's magic is really interesting!" Satan, the leader of the Church of the Void Mask, who was also from the Mifata Federation, looked at this scene from afar, deep in thought.
"Teacher, what exactly is this Magic Cannon?" Nisse, who had become his student and studied in the Mage Guild for several years, asked.
"It's a very unpopular advancement for a mage," Satan explained. "It abandons most of the spells and focuses on ray-type and project-type spells. From this, it has derived some special variants of spells with considerable power."
"Then why haven't I heard of it before?"
"This advancement has very high requirements. First, it requires keen observation and quick reflexes. Then, it needs to be good at riding and archery. It also needs to be able to adapt to intense aerial combat. Finally, it also has very high requirements for aptitude. " Satan sighed. "To be honest, for someone with that kind of aptitude to do this, it's like using gems to build a wall! What a waste! "
"For example, this Felix. Her affinity for fire spells is shockingly high. That's why she can shoot out such a strong burning ray. With this kind of talent, whether it's a pure attack type mage of energy or a battle mage who focuses on fire spells, she'll be very outstanding. But in order to become a Magic Cannon, not only does she need to spend a lot of time and energy to practice skills that are useless to mages, but in the end, she won't be much stronger than the average battle mage … "
He thought for a while and suddenly laughed. "Thinking about it carefully, her Magic Cannon is very suitable for you!"
Nisse was stunned. She pointed at herself. "Me? Suitable for me? "
"Yes, don't you know how to transform into a magical girl? After transformation, that high attack and high mobility combat form is very suitable for a Magic Cannon. "
Nyssa's face, which was as delicate as porcelain, immediately turned bright red. Even her silver hair seemed to turn red. Steam began to rise from the top of her head. She hurriedly covered her teacher's mouth and shouted, "Don't mention that! It's too embarrassing! "
For the twenty-four-year-old Nyssa, her magical girl transformation ability, which had once been very interesting and beautiful, was now something that she often felt ashamed of. More than once, she wanted to travel back in time to drag her naive self out and give her a good beating.
Which family's mage could transform like dancing?! Which family's mage would dress up in such a strange way?! Which family's mage would look like a dancer when fighting?!
It was simply too embarrassing!
"Forget it! Quickly forget those things for me! " She flew into a rage out of humiliation. She grabbed her teacher's neck and shook it forcefully. If it wasn't for the fact that Mr. Satan was so strong that he didn't have to breathe for a long time without any problems, he would probably have been choked until his eyes rolled back.
A few minutes later, he finally subdued his disciple who was about to go berserk. Touching his neck that had a bloody mark, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"She actually grabbed my teacher's neck for this kind of thing … Where did that obedient and sensible little Nisse go? Where did that little girl who would secretly perform her transformation in front of me and proudly brag to me about how amazing she was go?! "
"Boohoohoo … Don't say these things … I want to die …"
At this time, he had to use a line from Big Brother Ke Shouliang's lyrics.
Time can't go back, and life can't be regretted.
Not long after, Qiao Xiu also deeply experienced these words.
The spear and harpoon collided intensely, like two venomous snakes fighting each other, carefully protecting their vitals, and at the same time seizing the opportunity to kill their opponent.
Qiao Qiu's and Pan's — or rather, Overa's — spear techniques were actually very similar. During the battle, it gave him the feeling that he was fighting against himself more than once.
However, that wasn't the case.
As time passed, he could clearly feel that his opponent's moves were becoming more and more adept. There were fewer and fewer variations in the spear techniques, but the power of the spear techniques was increasing.
Unknowingly, he started to hallucinate. He felt that the person he was facing wasn't Pan who had taken on human form, but the "Blood Trampler" who was galloping with iron hooves, galloping on the grasslands, and charging through thousands of troops like it was no man's land.
Overa's spear techniques had always been superior to his. Previously, her performance wasn't outstanding enough because she was restricted to her human form, and was unable to display her usual techniques. In fact, on more than one occasion, she had mistakenly used techniques that could only be used in her centaur form during the intense battle, and had been at a disadvantage time and time again.
But now, as the number of battles increased, she had become more and more familiar with fighting in her human form. She had even adjusted her spear techniques, adding some soft variations to the original bold and fierce halberd spear techniques.
This made it harder and harder for Qiao Xiu to defend, and he was forced to retreat.
It wasn't that he hadn't tried to widen the distance between them and throw harpoons, but Overa also knew how to throw spears, and her throwing techniques were even better than his.
He had also tried to use ropes to assist her, but Overa easily dodged them. Instead, she took the opportunity to throw short spears, almost stabbing him.
Unable to gain an advantage after changing his moves several times, Qiao Xiu finally couldn't help but use his ultimate technique.
"Bear's Strength!" With a loud roar, the snow bear tattoo on his shoulder suddenly became clear, and surging power surged out, filling his entire body with strength.
This was the power of the snow bear's soul sealed within the tattoo.
Seeing this scene, Overa's eyes lit up, and she smiled.
"Thanks for the reminder!" she said. "Spells … I know them too!"
Yes, although this former high priestess of the Centaur race had become a human, the essence of her soul hadn't changed. She was still an excellent caster of divine spells. Perhaps she was no longer a priestess, but at least she was still a very powerful priest.
Qiao Xiu's attempt to use skills other than spear techniques had inspired her, and made her remember that she also had skills other than spear techniques.
When she used spells to strengthen herself, she could successfully use many combat skills that she couldn't use because of her weakened physique. And her strength immediately recovered to the level where she was about to step into the Legendary Realm.
She waved her spear as if it was flying, and the shadows of the spear were like poisonous snakes, almost surrounding Qiao Xiu.
"Do you know?" Although the former high priestess of the Centaur race, Pan Zhuogeng, who was now the clergy teacher of the Church of the Void Mask, was fighting fiercely, there was a smile on her face. "I've been looking for a chance to repay you for a long time."
"Repay? No need, no need … "Qiao Xiu replied subconsciously, and then he was stunned — what had he done to deserve her repayment?
It seemed like nothing!
"Haha … I will definitely repay you!" The blonde hair on the head of the teacher with the golden ponytail fluttered like a flame, as if it was about to burn. "Weren't you the one who stabbed me to death with a harpoon?"
Qiao Xiu finally reacted, and suddenly wanted to smash himself to death with a brick.
Repay? Bullsh * t repayment! She wanted revenge!
But … when they were fighting, he didn't think that there would be a day where they would work together! Not to mention that there would be a time when they would fight again!
He wanted to beg for mercy, but when he saw Pan's fake gentle smile and the resentment in his eyes, he couldn't bring himself to say it.
… There was no use in begging for mercy.
As the other party's spear attacks became fiercer and fiercer, it became more and more difficult for him to resist, and he gradually couldn't hold on anymore.
Finally, he couldn't help but say in a low voice, "Let's talk it over. Don't hit my face, okay?"
Overa smiled and nodded, but the spear suddenly whistled down, and when Qiao Xiu let out a sigh of relief, it struck him down.
She didn't hit his face, but he was smashed face first into the ground …
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