Alan, who was enjoying the fun of showing off, realized that a wizard was going to use a big dung egg to deal with him. Once the dung egg exploded, no matter whether he was infected or not, he would become a part of the joke, just like Vasily, who had just freed himself from the pumpkin.
Therefore, Allen pointed at the wizard who wasn't bald but had a hairline that was dangerously shaped like an'M '. His finger made a loud noise, and a green light that was different from the Killing Spell shot out. It accurately passed through the other contestants and hit the abdomen of the wizard who was holding the super big dung egg, causing him to stagger and fall to the ground.
After the muffled explosion, yellow-brown and green smoke drifted away. The surrounding wizards and sorcerers screamed, cursed, and yelled. It didn't matter if it was because of the smell or because of the disgusting sight of the people around them vomiting, or if it was the spectators or the contestants who vomited.
After the wizard was hit, the big dung egg in his hand fell to the ground and exploded. This super dung egg was different from a prank toy. In fact, it had been used as a non-lethal explosion-proof item by Aura. It was a concentrated product. The wizard himself was even more miserable. In addition to the smell at the center of the dung egg's explosion, Allen also used the Slug Curse, which was popular among the younger students.
The wizard opened his mouth to vomit, but instead, he let out a particularly loud burp. Then, a few shiny slugs fell from his mouth and onto his chest. Even under Allen's powerful spell, a few small slugs began to come out of his two nostrils. The wizard almost completely lost his resistance because he now felt that it was difficult to breathe. He could only focus on the gap between the slugs and catch his breath. There was no way he could use his wand alone to get himself out of the embarrassing situation in front of the global audience.
The surrounding wizards, whether they had been touched by the big dung egg or not, stayed far away. No one was willing to help or even touch him.
"I suggest that although this duel is an unprecedented free-for-all, the contestants are not prohibited from using alchemy items …" The host said with some pity in his voice. "But for the sake of the contestants and the audience, it is better not to use things like the dung egg …"
Although the host agreed with his suggestion, a new round of attacks began. This time, it was much more intense.
The high temperature steam coming out of the wands of the wizards looked beautiful. It was like a rolling cloud of smoke that was spreading towards Alan. It also made the contestants who had blisters on their bodies. However, in the blink of an eye, the ears of the wizard who was still spewing out hot steam and casting the Heat Curse started to swell. A huge cobra emerged from the wands and stood straight towards Alan. Her wand became a flute, encouraging the giant cobra to attack Alan. However, even the people around her started to sneeze. Her own breath was turned into a scream by the Pepper Breath Curse. This made her giant cobra start to lose control and twist itself into a fried dough twist on the spot. Then, the people around her started to sneeze. Her own breath was turned into a scream by the Pepper Breath Curse. This made her giant cobra start to lose control and twist itself into a fried dough twist on the spot.
Facing the next round of attacks from the wizards, Allen did not change his intention to use the Junior Mischievous Spell. But after all, there were too many wizards. He started to take the initiative to fight back instead of relying only on spells like before.
A loud bang was heard. The broken flying broom spun and flew out at high speed. It hit the Super Protective Armor Spell that enveloped the arena and exploded into pieces, scattering in the air.
The battle on the ground became more intense. The battle above the arena was no less intense.
Flying brooms, magic carpets, and some wizards riding on magical animals were flying in the air. The spells shot down from the sky were intertwined in the air, but due to the distance and accuracy problems, many of the contestants had become a thorn in the side of the contestants below, especially when Alan Harris himself did not intend to fly up.
Some of the flying props that were confusing the direction of the flying props were interfered with by the wizards below. They were similar to confusion spells or corrective broom spells. They began to control the props to move forward but backward. They moved up to the left but actually moved down to the right. Many of the contestants who were confident in flying could not get used to this situation. They could not freely dodge the intertwined spells.
This also made the wizards who thought that they could stop Allen from flying with their brooms deeply understand why wizards did not like to fight with flying props.
On the other hand, the Ian's long hair, which was carefully maintained, was burned by the fire released by the Ian. Although the Japanese witch quickly put out the fire, the smell of burnt hair was accompanied by the smell of burnt hair. The tail of her hair was unkempt, as if it had been gnawed by a dog.
This made the witch, who had always been successful since she was a child, furious. She chased after the Ian relentlessly. At this time, she drew a half-circle in her palm with the fan in which she hid her magic wand.
More paper cranes flew out of her half-opened fan and rushed towards the Ian like thousands of bullets. Their fluttering wings brought up a gust of wind that seemed to be able to blow people away. These paper cranes were not only white, but there were also many paper cranes that were stained with poison and had turned dark green. There were also red paper cranes that had been enchanted with a spell to remove your weapon.
This kind of gorgeous attack attracted a lot of attention, but as an Aura, the Ian did not panic. He just casually used the Blazing Flame spell and let a large flame burst out from his magic wand. It was like a big mouth that wanted to swallow all the paper cranes that were chasing after him. Some of the paper cranes were hit by the flame and burned, emitting a burnt smell, and then turned into ashes and fell to the ground.
Although there were a lot of lucky paper cranes that avoided the dazzling flames and continued to fly towards Ian, they crashed into the shield created by Ian's Iron Armor Spell with a crackling sound. The violent impact caused the air around the Iron Shield to ripple, and the paper cranes' beaks were knocked askew, as if their heads were broken. One by one, the paper cranes fell to the ground, as if all their vitality and vitality had been taken away.
"So what if you're a Golden Robe? If you know what's good for you, you'd better get out of the way … or else I'll show you no mercy." The Ian deliberately raised his voice, his head turned, and his eyes looked around the venue for the finals. "No matter how good the students of the Magic School perform in school, most of them are not as good as a professionally trained Aura …"
The Japanese witch's slender eyebrows narrowed into slits, and her expression was somewhat distorted like a Prajna Mask. "Red deer, our Magic School is not something you can belittle!"
As she spoke, the witch waved her fan above her head and spun it rapidly. More paper cranes began to accumulate, as if there was an endless stream of angry attacks.
It seemed that the Ian could not resist the attack, and he began to quickly jump to the left, where some people were screaming inexplicably. In the process, he did not forget to cast the Iron Shield behind him to block the evil curses that were about to be cast on him. This made the Japanese witch, who was accumulating power, angry and began to move with him.
It seemed that the Ian could not resist the attack, and he began to quickly jump to the left, where some people were screaming inexplicably. In the process, he did not forget to cast the Iron Shield behind him to block the evil curses that were about to be cast on him. This made the Japanese witch, who was accumulating power, angry and began to move with him.
Then, there was a jarring collision sound and a woman's hurried muffled groan. The black-haired witch from the Magic School seemed to have been hit by a strong force and was lifted up. Her helpless body flew into the air like the paper cranes she had accumulated, and her long black hair fluttered in the wind.
Some of the Magi nearby seized this opportunity and began to use Reveal Their True Forms. One of them was lucky enough to be within the spell's range. At the place where the dust was raised, the culprit that caused these Magi to be inexplicably sent flying was revealed.
The pet of the South African Mustapha, the Turbo Warthog, revealed its light gray hill-like body. It looked almost as tall as an adult, and its mane was thick and long and curved, looking very hard. Its half-moon shaped pig eyes showed madness. The nostrils under its thick red nose seemed to be able to fit the head of an adult wizard. Its huge fangs protruded from both sides of its cheeks, thick and curved. If one was hit directly, the result would be disemboweled.
Just now, the Japanese witch had lost her ability to observe the environment because of anger. She was led by the Ian, who observed the warthog's movements from the dust on the ground, causing her to be hit directly.
A few seconds later, the witch, who had already fainted, fell heavily to the ground with a bang. The huge trotter stepped on her kimono, and she was in so much pain that she could even hear the sound of her bones breaking. Blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth.
"Where's your gentlemanly manner? Mr. Ian Knox, I must say that a man like you will not have a girlfriend. "The Greek host's teasing voice rang out from the broadcast.
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