"Let's duel. If you win, you can scold me however you want. If you lose, I want you to apologize to us loudly in front of the whole school!" As soon as he finished speaking, Sherlock raised her hand and pointed. At that moment, the Hungarian Wasp attacked him.
It spread its wings and moved as fast as lightning with its hind legs.
Hoffa, who had been vigilant all this time, stepped on the ground and jumped a head higher. He stepped on the table, jumped more than two meters, and jumped three times in a row on the Hungarian Wasp's back.
The Hungarian Wasp missed. Its neck immediately twisted 180 degrees, and a scorching dragon's breath came out of its throat.
The fire illuminated Hoffa's face.
Sherlock pulled out her wand and waved it. "Trident!"
A column of water shot out from her wand, turning into a trident as it flew, and went straight for the boy who had jumped high.
Hoffa couldn't turn in the air. He was surrounded by water droplets, and below him was the raging dragon's breath.
But before the water and fire hit Hoffa, he disappeared into thin air. The fire passed through his body, and at the same time, the Trident fell to the ground and turned into a large puddle of water.
Sherlock seemed to have expected that the boy would disappear. She quickly retreated, and in the blink of an eye, retreated to the teacher's desk in the hall, her back against the wall.
Hoffa landed on the ground and moved as fast as lightning. He didn't want to hold back. He just wanted to end this meaningless farce as soon as possible. He followed Sherlock's footsteps and appeared in front of her. He leaned forward, and his five fingers reached for her head.
But when he got closer, he saw the sneer on Sherlock's face as she retreated. She mouthed silently, "I guessed it!"
In the next second, Hoffa's outstretched hand went straight through her cold head. There was a splash.
Splash! She turned into a pool of liquid, and Hoffa's fingers went through her head.
The liquid didn't scatter. Instead, it quickly froze.
Hoffa knew that things weren't good. It was the Elemental Assimilation Curse! He had underestimated her.
His arm was frozen at lightning speed. Ghost Walk could allow him to avoid damage, but he couldn't avoid crowd control!
At this moment, the Hungarian Tree Wasp didn't give him a chance to breathe. It lowered its head and rushed out like lightning, the sharp spikes on its neck making it look like a charging rhinoceros.
Hoffa stepped on the human-shaped icicles and jumped high, trying to lure the Hungarian Tree Wasp to break the ice.
However, the ice melted again and turned back into liquid, causing him to lose his footing in the air. He missed a step and was controlled by half a block of ice, smashing into the ground.
The wasp on the ground swung its tail, which was as sharp as a razor towards Hoffa's face.
He couldn't change his posture in time, so he directly used his magic power to switch to life, and a circular shield appeared on his arm.
Whoosh!
Like a knife cutting through cloth, the shield and tail collided. The huge force made Hoffa and the Wasp retreat a few steps. He leaned against the long table of the academy and held onto the chair to steady himself. His shield was removed, but his arms were trembling slightly.
The Hungarian Tree Wasp rolled three and a half times, then quickly stood up. Its yellow eyes stared at Hoffa.
Hoffa touched his face and felt a stinging pain. The shield just now blocked most of the damage, but he was still hit by the Wasp's tail because of his hasty preparation. The razor-like spike left a deep cut on his cheekbone, and blood gushed out.
He thought to himself that the Wasp was indeed a dragon. It was only a few months old, but it was already so powerful. In less than two rounds, he suffered a loss under the cooperation of the wizard and the fire dragon.
At this time, the ice on the ground wriggled and turned back into the blonde girl. Sherlock looked at Hoffa, who was panting slightly, and narrowed her eyes. "Is this the end, Bach? I'm so disappointed. "
Hoffa looked around. He and Sherlock were surrounded, and the atmosphere was getting more and more fanatical. The students all stared with their eyes wide open and their breathing rapid. The whole hall seemed to have turned into a provocative furnace. The reason for the battle was no longer important to these students. They only wanted to see the result, the result of one side falling. Before this result, no one was allowed to leave the hall.
Hoffa's blood flowed faster and faster. This atmosphere made him nervous.
"Star of Hope, Shield of Light? Ha, do you know what I think? "
Sherlock waved his wand, and dense water droplets appeared in the air. These water droplets were suspended in the air, motionless.
"You're arrogant, cold, and always want to be a bystander. You don't deserve to be in this position!"
Looking at these fine water droplets. Hoffa was secretly shocked. The other party was so meticulous. If he moved now, even if he was unharmed by Ghost Walk, his position would be exposed.
Sherlock tilted his head and smiled. "You saw it? I know your Illusion Spell is very powerful, Bach. This is specially prepared for you. "
Hoffa said, "Do you think I'm an imaginary enemy?"
Sherlock said, "No, I just respect every opponent."
Then, the Hungarian Treebee spread its wings and flapped the ground. Its four-meter-long body shot out like lightning again, faster than before.
Hoffa put his hands together, and several stone hands emerged from the ground, heading straight for Sherlock in the distance.
He could see that this fire dragon was completely a part of Sherlock, and the only thing he could do was to get rid of Sherlock quickly.
Sure enough, seeing that its master was in danger, the tamed fire dragon immediately changed its direction and wanted to help Sherlock.
Sherlock also saw through Hoffa's thoughts. The moment the stone hands appeared on the ground, she rolled on the ground and held the wand in her mouth. Then, she pressed her palms on the ground, and several runes covered the ground.
"Oil Fire Swamp!"
The entire ground that was covered by runes had turned into a deep black swamp. Hoffa immediately sank in. In the blink of an eye, the swamp sank from his knees to his waist!
He made a prompt decision. Huge Thunderbird wings stretched out from his back and flapped hard. The huge reaction force lifted him straight up.
Sherlock sneered and ordered without hesitation, "Now, Bach!"
The Hungarian Treebee opened its mouth and spat out a dragon's breath!
The dragon's breath was five meters long and instantly lit up a corner of the hall.
The dragon's fire wriggled and set the swamp on fire. Hoffa immediately used Ghost Walk, but this time, Ghost Walk couldn't avoid the damage. Because he had just escaped from the swamp, there was still a lot of black mud on his body. The fire burned directly on his body, and there was no way to avoid it. His entire lower body was ignited, and the scorching flames threatened to burn him to ashes.
He didn't waste any more Mana and immediately exited the shadow state.
The battle reached its climax, and the atmosphere became more and more frenzied.
"Green Basket!"
Sherlock swung her wand, and the swamp on the ground instantly became vines that wrapped around his limbs like lightning.
The Hungarian Treebee seized the opportunity. It roared, stood up two meters tall, and opened its bloody mouth to bite Hoffa's neck. It was a pure hunting technique.
In a flash, Hoffa tilted his head, exposing his neck to the Treebee.
No one expected Hoffa to make such a suicidal move. For a moment, all the onlookers covered their mouths and exclaimed. Sherlock also didn't expect it, but it was too late to stop it.
The Treebee didn't hold back and viciously bit down.
Clang!
The expected scene of blood splattering didn't appear. With a crisp sound, the Treebee's sharp teeth left several white marks on Hoffa's neck. The Treebee bit off three long teeth from Hoffa's neck.
"Hiss!"
"Oh my god …"
Some students covered their eyes and didn't dare to look. Some girls with poor endurance almost fainted.
Aglaia, who was watching from afar, covered her mouth, and her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
Sherlock's expression was extremely serious. He saw the Treebee's upper and lower jaws being grabbed by two hands. The head of the boy in front of him turned into a bright silver metal color, and the silver color quickly spread down. Soon, the wings on his back were retracted, and his entire body turned into metal.
The Treebee was grabbed by the upper and lower jaws. It roared in pain, but the hands were like iron pincers that couldn't be moved. The Treebee's throat moved up and down, and the temperature rose sharply.
Boom!!
The orange dragon flames completely engulfed Hoffa.
But he didn't dodge. He just grabbed the Treebee's head and bathed in the dragon's breath. The students around them were already biting their fists nervously.
The scorching temperature made Sherlock curse the lunatic. He couldn't even stand it when he was so far away. What was that guy thinking?
The man and the dragon were in a stalemate for nearly 30 seconds, and the dragon's breath also lasted for nearly 30 seconds. Finally, the Treebee was exhausted and stopped breathing.
At this moment, Hoffa's entire body was burned orange. Every strand of hair was like a bright red metal wire. He grabbed the Hungarian Treebee's head, converted his magic into life, and slammed it on the other party's head.
Boom!!
There was a muffled sound.
The dragon's head hit the human's head.
The Treebee was still young after all. It was hit by the metal hammer and fell to the ground.
Hoffa clenched his right fist, and several stones came out of the ground and bound the Treebee tightly. He glanced at his watch, which was losing mana rapidly, and quickly disappeared from where he stood.
"Damn it!"
Seeing that the dragon's breath couldn't do anything to the other party, Sherlock gritted her teeth and waved her magic wand again. Circles of water ripples appeared on her body. Hoffa's arm passed through her neck, and she turned into liquid again. But when the red-hot metal touched her body fluid, a large amount of steam quickly evaporated.
Sherlock finally knew why this guy was willing to be burned by the dragon's breath for half a minute. She looked bitter and thought to herself, Cunning.
Seeing that the high temperature was hurting her, Hoffa knew that he had won the gamble. He immediately mobilized his remaining magic and opened his mental power to the maximum.
Stone pillars rose from the ground and interweaved into a stone cage in the sky, trapping the two of them inside without any openings.
In the stone cage, Sherlock quickly retreated and changed back to human form. She covered her red neck and looked at Hoffa, panting.
Hoffa stood opposite her, panting. "I can see that you can't cast the spell in the state of Element Assimilation, am I right?"
"Is that so? How long can you maintain this transformation spell?"
Sherlock gritted her teeth and sneered. "Without the breath of the tree wasp, how long can you maintain the high temperature on your body?"
"Is that so?"
Hoffa pointed around. "Try elementalization in an environment with no water at all."
Sherlock's expression changed.
"I've seen you use your abilities. First you used the trident, and then you created a large number of water droplets. Your purpose wasn't just to restrict my movements, but also to create a water-filled environment around you so that you could use the Element Assimilation Spell to escape at any time. So I speculate that you can't assimilate out of thin air. You have to come into contact with water. "
After a moment of silence, Sherlock said bitterly, "I take back my previous judgment. You really are something."
"Thank you for the compliment. Now that I've isolated those people outside, can we make peace?"
"Make peace?" Sherlock had a mocking look on her face. "Are you doing this for yourself or for those people outside?"
Hoffa was slightly stunned.
Sherlock said, "Even now you still want to be a bystander. Don't you understand that in this school, no one can live a transcendent life?"
With that said, a sharp mental force field attacked. The cage formed by the Crushing Grasp shattered piece by piece, and Hoffa felt a power of faith that he had never seen before.
He glanced at the magic power scale on his watch and complained to himself. The transformation just now consumed a lot of his magic power, and the activation state consumed a lot of his mental strength. He no longer had the ability to fight for a long time.
The two of them fell from the cage to the ground, and the surrounding students let out a tide of wild cheers. In the midst of the wild cheers, Sherlock stepped on the gravel and leaped high, water forming a sharp spear in her hand.
Looking at the opponent's blonde hair dancing wantonly in the air, Hoffa put up a narrow shield.
But at this moment, something unexpected happened.
Sherlock, who had leaped high, was smashed to the ground, as if an invisible iron fist had smashed into her cheek.
Behind him, the crowd let out an earth-shattering cheer. They looked at Hoffa like fanatical fans looking at a team that had won a trophy.
But Hoffa was stunned. He looked at his fist. He had clearly made a conservative stance, but how could Sherlock be sent flying …
Soon, he knew the answer.
In the midst of the cheers, a skinny young man came in from outside the hall, his expression somewhat sullen. It was Fatir Dracath.
Seeing the professor come in, the crowd dispersed, and the fanaticism in the air finally faded a little.
Sherlock got up from the ground with her arms on the ground, and the magical waves dissipated. She even had a nosebleed from the punch.
Fatir, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, stood in front of Sherlock, exhaling a mouthful of smoke, and whispered coldly, "You've disappointed me. Can't even bear the criticism?"
Sherlock said, "Professor … I …"
"I taught you how to tame a dragon not for you to show off, but for you to maintain order and stability. Now, take your wasp and do what you have to do."
Dracath's voice was cold.
"Yes."
In front of this man, the arrogant Sherlock seemed to be a different person. She lowered her head and walked to her Hungarian wasp that was restrained.
Hoffa silently released the shackles of the Crushing Grip. The Hungarian wasp knocked its master away and circled around Hoffa curiously. Then, it snorted and walked in front of Sherlock, returning to the dragon taming team.
Sherlock followed behind her dragon, looking a little dazed.
Fatir walked to the table of the dragon taming team, and the students in the team all stood up.
Fatir said, "Why didn't you stop her? Can't you keep calm in your head?"
The dragon taming team lowered their heads.
"Let's go," Fatir said calmly.
The dragon taming team walked out in a single file. When they walked to the door, Hoffa saw Fatir looking at him. He was expressionless, but there was some inexplicable sympathy in his eyes.
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