Allen looked in the direction of the voice and recognized the wizard closest to him. It was Vassily, who used to study in Armstrong University. Compared to the time when Allen first saw him in Armstrong University, Vassily looked more like a bear.
"Excuse me, may I ask who you are?" Allen raised his eyebrows and pretended that he did not recognize Vassily.
Being so despised by Allen made Vassily, who regarded him as an enemy, angry. He was so angry that he waved his magic wand and shouted, "Maybe this trick will make you remember me!"
It was similar to the spell that Vassily used when Allen was an exchange student in Demstrand. However, this spell was obviously an advanced version that Vassily had practiced. The much thicker black-green acid liquefaction was similar to a fierce fire. Not long after it was released, it turned into three large brown bears and pounced on Allen.
The acid was not only sizzling with smoke, but it also emitted a strong smell of decay. Even the slightest contact with the acid would corrode everything in an instant. The corroded parts would also grow and strengthen the acid itself. This was a very vicious spell. Not only did the audience in the stands exclaim in shock, but the contestants also began to run away in fear.
In fact, Vassily had no qualms about joining forces with other wizards to attack Abel. He had always been holding a grudge against Allen, who he thought was a traitor of Grindelwald. Recently, he heard that Grindelwald had protected Grindelwald, who killed his grandfather, and let him become the principal of the university, which angered him even more.
Vassily, of course, knew that Allen was much stronger than before. If he wanted to win the duel, he had to cooperate with other wizards strategically. Besides, he had learned from Demstrand in the past, so he had no qualms about joining forces with other wizards to defeat Allen. He was determined to use this opportunity to teach him a lesson.
However, only a few seconds later, Vassily, who was feeling proud of himself, suddenly felt a heavy weight on his head. He lost his balance and fell to the ground. He did not have time to care about the pain in his palms. He only felt that his vision was suddenly covered by darkness, and his nose smelled the sweet scent of pumpkin. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but all he could taste was raw pumpkin pulp. He choked on it and could not spit it out or swallow it.
The exclamations from the audience turned into laughter.
"Pumpkin Spell cast from a long distance. A huge orange pumpkin suddenly appeared on Vassily's head, making him look like a crooked jack-o '-lantern! But Halloween won't be here for a long time … "The host's voice had a hint of laughter, but in the next moment, he exclaimed," Oh my god, those acid bears are out of control! "
Having lost their target, the three brown bears clawed at their surroundings, roaring as they rammed into each other. The sorcerers who were accidentally caught by them were instantly torn apart. The Spanish sorcerer was corroded to the point that his bones were exposed. Fortunately, he managed to transform into a bull in the midst of the pain, which strengthened his body quite a bit. Still, he could not help but cry out in pain.
The other contestants quickly moved away from the bears, and the affected areas of the crowd instantly became chaotic.
However, most of the other locations in this most lively area were not affected by this, and Allen's super long-distance casting also attracted more firepower.
Behind the stone walls and pillars that were obstacles, a large area of rapid freezing quickly spread in Allen's direction, freezing the ground in front of him with a layer of solid ice. The cold air assaulted his face, making the summer under the scorching sun seem to have turned into winter.
Countless flying discs with sharp edges spun rapidly. Every flying disc was as large as the head of an adult adept. It was like an inescapable net as it pounced at Allen. It even let out whooshing sounds as it tore through the air.
These props did not originate from the same Wizard, but this siege seemed to want to wrap Allen up tightly, leaving him with nowhere to run.
Seeing such a scene, the audience burst into an uproar.
"So many people attacking one person, how shameless."
"I was wondering why they had to make the competition like this …"
"Allen Harris is too strong. He has an overwhelming advantage in a one-on-one fight. If they don't change it, who will play with him?"
… …
However, after a few words were said in the stands, these flying discs automatically and strangely turned back when they got close to Allen, whizzing toward the spellcasters. This forced the wizards who had just cast spells to retreat while using protective spells, trying to escape the almost suffocating attack. As contestants who could participate in the competition, even if some of them were more used to the traditional one-on-one fights and were not familiar with this kind of chaotic battle, at least most of them had no problem dodging.
Only a few unlucky ones were pierced by their own flying discs. Those sharp teeth were embedded in their bodies, and blood flowed out. The reversed area of attack caused more damage. The characteristics of the Frost Spell made the wizards who were scratched by the flying discs frozen stiff. A wizard who did not have time to dig out a tunnel had his eyelashes stained with ice.
"This is Headmaster Allen Harris's famous Counterspell Control ability! It's known as giving someone a taste of their own medicine. " The Greek host excitedly used Old English grammar to introduce this ability. "I've seen contestant Harris explain this ability in his duel with The Dark Lord. Only those who have enough understanding of the essence of magic can do this. The most powerful thing is that it can change the direction and target of the opponent's spells and magic items at will, causing damage to the spellcaster or a third party, while the caster remains unharmed."
In fact, there was no need for the host to remind them. There was no doubt that the contestants present were studying Alan Harris's videos and information when they had nothing to do. The reason why they were still relatively restrained now was that the contestants were testing the limits of Alan Harris's technique, which gave everyone a headache. They knew very well that the more powerful the curse was, the more ingenious the counterattack would be, causing the opponent to suffer — not to mention that the opponent had not taken the initiative to attack until now.
Now, although there were some more arrogant contestants on the periphery playing their own game, and Allen's side had been surrounded by more and more people, in fact, after the previous round, there were very few who took the initiative to attack. Most of the contestants were hoping that they could use a wiser way to observe the other contestants' moves to test the waters and find a solution.
"Changing the competition to this … It's not just to watch me from a close distance, right?" Allen saw that the attacks that had just been launched had stopped not long ago. He deliberately said in a somewhat awkward tone, "Please don't worry, everyone. The reason why I agreed was because I wanted to see the local magic of my friends' homeland, so I won't take the initiative to attack for the time being. I still want to see more …" He suddenly paused, then frowned and pointed at a wizard with his finger. "Hey, hey … It's too much to ask for a big dung egg … Or the super big dung egg made by the Weasley brothers …"
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