Rodu, in front of the Magus Tower.
Today's qualifying matches were even more intense than yesterday's elimination matches. It was rare for ordinary people to see a battle between high-level magic casters, and almost every match today was between high-level magic casters and high-level magic casters.
After advancing to the top 16, Amy's luck was pretty good. She met two magic casters who were injured after consecutive battles in two consecutive matches. With her full condition and attack speed, she won easily and became the first contestant to enter the top four.
"Amy won again!"
"Who would have thought that the first place in the top four would be a four-year-old girl!"
"Although her opponent's leg was injured and had difficulty moving, and his magic power was almost depleted, luck is also a kind of strength."
The entire venue was in an uproar. No one would have thought that Amy could advance to the top four so easily.
A four-year-old contestant in the top four had stepped on so many high-level magic casters to reach the top four. This achievement was legendary.
Brent stole a glance at Richard, whose expression was not very good. He shrunk his neck, and was a little uneasy.
He had promised the president that Crassus' disciple would not appear in the top 100 list, but she was now in the top four.
Along the way, she had already defeated three disciples of the Magus Tower.
When the little girl smacked the disciples of the Magus Tower out of the arena one after another, it was also a resounding slap to their faces.
This seemed to be telling them how impressive Crassus was. His disciple, who had been trained by him for half a year, could easily crush the disciples of the Magus Tower even if she was only four years old. Moreover, she was an adult disciple.
How uncomfortable!
There was another person who was feeling very uncomfortable. It was Kassadin, who had also defeated his opponent in the first match and advanced to the top four of the juvenile category.
Amy tilted her head and looked at Kassadin with a smile, and said, "Wow, it's you again. Although you look a little anxious, you look really handsome when you punch a little kid."
Kassadin, who was originally shocked that Amy had advanced to the top four, turned green and red after hearing that. He wanted to find a hole to hide in.
He suddenly regretted winning the competition just now. If he had lost, he wouldn't have to come here to suffer such grievances and become the best background for her.
The top eight matches were especially intense. Jeremy was still the second to arrive at the waiting area. There were a few small holes in his robe that had been burned by fire. Although he seemed to be in good condition, his opponent had clearly caused him some trouble.
When he saw Amy sitting in the waiting area, he stopped in his tracks and looked at Amy with a serious expression.
Following closely behind, Jasper arrived at the waiting area. Looking at Amy, who was eating a lollipop with her head tilted to one side, his eyes narrowed. "She actually advanced again!"
"It seems that this round of drawing lots is a competition of luck." The last person to arrive at the waiting area was a young mage with short yellow hair.
Alden Collier came from an ancient magic family, the Collier Family. He was one of the dark horses of this year's Magic Conference.
At first, his participation in the competition did not attract much attention. They thought that he was just an ordinary high-level mage. However, he eliminated all the strong people along the way and advanced to the top four, fully demonstrating his strength as a peak level-seven magician.
According to the observations of some mages, he could advance to a level-eight magician at any time. He was at the same level as Jérôme and Jasper.
He also represented the strongest talent of the younger generation.
Amy, who was sandwiched between the three of them, seemed a little out of place.
Of course, everyone had already abandoned the idea of using the word "weak" to describe this little girl.
When the sturdy magic wand slapped the high-level mage out of the competition area, the weak, pitiful, and helpless ones were the mages who were sent flying.
They were really too pitiful. They were mages in a battle, but they were defeated and eliminated in such a humiliating manner.
However, she had not advanced to level-seven. Compared to the three big shots who were in good condition, she seemed a little weaker.
Although Jasper and Jérôme did not reply, they naturally knew that if one of the three of them picked Amy, it meant that he would easily advance to the finals.
The other two would have a battle between the best of their level. The winner was still unknown. After winning, they would have to face an opponent who was in good condition.
This was indeed a test of luck.
"Your disciple is indeed very lucky to have made it this far. However, she will stop here." Richard looked at Crassus, whose beard was sticking up into the sky, and said sourly.
"You call this stopping here? When your disciple was her age, she was still playing in the mud. "Crassus was in a good mood, and retorted without holding back.
Hehe, he liked to see Richard's angry face. Little Amy was still the best for him.
Richard choked. He had no words to refute. He could only snort coldly.
"Crassus, who do you think your disciple will be able to defeat after drawing these three?" Andre asked with a smile. This was a sincere question, not a mocking one.
"My disciple is full of strange ideas. I really don't know who she can beat." Crassus shook his head. "Of course, if she is also at level-seven, none of these three will be able to beat her."
Everyone was silent. They did not doubt Crassus's words at all.
It had become normal for Amy to defeat opponents of a higher level. After all, this was a mid-level mage beating a high-level mage.
If they had not seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that such a magical thing had happened so many times.
The difference between level-seven and level-six could no longer be explained simply by one level. There was a qualitative difference between a high-level mage's understanding and control of magic and a mid-level mage's.
Only by peeking into the secrets of the laws could one have a chance to break through level-seven and become a high-level mage.
High-level magic also required a certain understanding of the laws to cast.
If Amy became a high-level mage, no one knew how strong she would be with her ice and fire dual elemental magic.
But one could imagine that her fighting style would be even more unpredictable.
"Too bad there are no ifs." Richard laughed coldly in his heart.
At the same time, the host announced the start of the semifinals.
Two golden number balls flew out. Jérôme and Aldan reached out at the same time, each grabbing a number ball.
"My luck has always been good." Jérôme looked at the number 0 in his hand and smiled.
"Actually, this is the kind of lot I like." Aldan looked at Jasper, his eyes full of fighting spirit. "Only fighting is what I like. It's especially hard to find an opponent like this who is on par with me."
"The name list is out. Contestants, please take your positions!"
The referee's voice rang throughout the arena!
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