Chapter 601 The power of Peach Arc Thorns! Won six games in a row!
Ten peach-shaped white clouds appeared in the sky.
These are the ten arenas of the Spell Combat Competition. In the first three days of the Spell Combat Competition, ten arenas will operate simultaneously in this vast cloud arena, and they will collapse after three days.
Hunting for the finals, only one of the ten arenas will be left.
At that time, many games had already started.
Locke heard the referee standing on the cloud whale announce that he was on stage, and summoned the big green leaf dragon bird to fly onto the stage.
Another contestant also flew up on a big bird.
A one-ring crystallized wizard referee looked at both players and said quickly: "The spell fighting competition has officially begun. Each time you win, you can accumulate 1 point. If you lose, 3 points will be deducted. Once the points are deducted, you will exit the competition!"
"In the competition system, the one with the highest total points can become the champion." During the fighting competition, the permanent defensive force field is not allowed. "
"Officially begins. Wizard Locke Augustine of Golden Crown Mountain Zhenzhiyuan, and Wizard Pedro Bennett of Willow Green Gallery."
The Pedro Bennett in front of me is a wizard wearing a blue-grey wizard robe. The wizard's robe is richly decorated and painted with many scenes.
Pedro Bennett gave Locke a respectful fighting salute. "Mr. Augustine, thank you for the opportunity to let me experience the gap between myself and the Golden Crown Mountain."
h "This is very important for wizards in a small wizard organization like us." Pedro Bennett showed a trace of bitterness on his face. "I know that a wizard like me would never be able to compete with you if it were not for this occasion."
A lot of ink began to appear on the body of the bird he stepped on, and it turned out that he was a magic painter.
The magical creature bird that helped him fly up before was just a drawing by him. Because of this, Locke and other wizards did not recognize what kind of magical creature it was.
Locke nodded slightly.
The opponent's magic pressure is only 9000. He is obviously a wizard who has just reached the first ring crystallization stage. According to his soul aura, his age is probably more than a hundred years old.
But to be honest, the gap between this level of magical pressure and my current self is really too big.
Locke began to release his own magic pressure, which was transformed into dragon power. In just an instant, he completely suppressed the opponent.
The magical creature bird at the feet of Pedro Bennett suddenly exploded and turned into colorful paint.
Pedro Bennett's face changed slightly. "So strong."
"Is this the power of a wizard from Golden Mian Mountain? Just using magic pressure can make me unable to move..."
The magic ring on the finger of his left hand flashed a magical light, and he was able to regain the ability to move freely. At the same time, he took out five magic paintings of tigers from the ring on his right hand.
Five lifelike tiger-like magical creatures came out of the magic painting, with teeth and claws spread, like wild beasts, huge in size, and rushed towards Locke.
But the next moment, the dragon power on Locke was released again. The five tigers let out a howl and exploded again at the same time, scattering a large amount of paint on the ground.
Pedro Bennett's face was pale. It was obvious that six consecutive magic paintings were destroyed by Locke, causing him to suffer a serious magical backlash.
Pedro Bennett put his palms on the ring, and the paint splashed on the ground suddenly combined and turned into a huge tiger. The tiger raised its front paws and slapped Locke away.
Locke looked at the ground of the ring, and then he noticed that at the moment when the six magic paintings were detonated by his dragon power, the wizard Pedro Bennett used the splashed paint to temporarily draw a new magic painting on the ground in the form of splashing ink.
This method is indeed powerful.
As an illusion magic, it is almost fake.
It can be said to be a real illusion. As expected of the wizard of Yunze Wetland, even a wizard from a small wizard organization can use such powerful magic.
No wonder you have the confidence to sign up for the spell fighting competition.
Just when the huge tiger's claws were about to touch Locke's head, they suddenly stopped.
Wizard Pedro Bennett saw this scene and was stunned for a moment, muttering to himself. "How is it possible? Judging from the six fights just now, my magic painting can successfully cast illusions on you. Even if you have dragon power...but the wizard of Golden Crown Mountain has dragon power, I have already expected this. That's why I need the previous six illusions to step by step enhance you into my illusion."
"Why... you have never entered my illusion."
Locke snapped his fingers, and the huge tiger in front of him suddenly disintegrated and turned into a pool of paint. "The magic of the illusion school is very special. Once a wizard is really affected by its illusion, no matter how high or low the level is, he will be at a relative disadvantage. But if he was not affected in the first place, you will be the one who is completely disadvantaged." , but in this kind of competition, it is unrealistic to hypnotize other wizards. You sketch artists are naturally weaker in this situation."
"Not to mention, there is a huge gap in magic pressure between you and me."
Locke has natural magic eyes on his forehead, which are the eyes of a three-eyed tiger cat, with the power of insight.
It was this natural magic eye that penetrated the opponent's magic painting.
Pedro Bennett smiled wryly. "So that's it, my five tiger skills actually lost at the beginning."
"You didn't even take action seriously." A look of despair and awe appeared on Pedro Bennett's face. "Is this the absolute gap between our little wizard organization and your Golden Crown Mountain?"
"This gap is really too big."
Locke glanced at him. "Don't belittle yourself. I was born in the Southeast Corner Region..."
"There, you are already much stronger than the wizards of the same level."
In the final analysis, the biggest problem for the wizard in front of you, who was born in the small wizard organization of Liulv Gallery, is that his panel is too weak compared to himself.
It means the magic pressure is too low.
Without a panel, no matter how many tricks you use, it’s meaningless.
As long as his magic pressure reaches about 9600, there may be some opportunities to hypnotize himself.
Of course, the fact that I have taken so many beholder potions is not in vain.
His mental sensitivity is already very high.
Ordinary illusions are difficult to confuse yourself.
If he were to fight against the wizards in the crystallization stage of the southeast corner region in his mind, such as the female leader of the Ghost Holy Cult and the blood master of the Blood Curse Tribunal, he would probably be very powerful and be able to beat the two of them to doubt their lives.
After all, once you are fooled by the illusion of the magic painter, you will be at an absolute disadvantage.
Pedro Bennett was stunned for a moment and said in disbelief: "The southeast corner area? Isn't that a lower-level wizard? Impossible, absolutely impossible. You are such a powerful wizard, how could you be from that lower-level wizard."
"This is impossible!"
Locke looked at him, "Nothing is impossible. In front of the wizard, nothing is impossible."
He summoned two luxury magic plants, one was the Golden Que Remains and the other was the Little Diamond Jujube. The magic pressure on his body increased, and then it seemed as if he had hit a certain barrier. Even so, he was still raising the magic pressure and constantly impacting the barrier.
In the Arena of Clouds, the nearby wizards were attracted by this powerful magic pressure.
Locke held the golden branch in his left hand, and the branch automatically deformed and shrunk, turning into a jujube bow. At the same time, he plucked a fast-growing branch from the small diamond jujube in his right hand.
Then, Locke opened his bow and nocked an arrow, and shot at the wizard Pedro Bennett. The powerful magic pressure turned into a blazing golden sun. For a moment, the game was enveloped in a golden sun.
Just this arrow, no matter how wizard Pedro Bennett activates the magic weapon on his body, it is useless. He even felt that even if he activated the permanent defensive force field on his body, it would be very powerless.
The next moment, Pedro Bennett was teleported out of the ring. He fell to the ground, gasping for air.
Wizard Pedro Bennett looked at Locke who was walking down the ring with a wry smile. "The gap is really huge."
"However, he is right. It's okay to have a low status for a while, but you can't give up your efforts. Since this Mr. Augustine can come from the southeast corner to the Golden Mian Mountain in Yunze Wetland. Then I can also work hard to reach a higher level!"
On the other side, Locke noticed that many people were looking at him.
He has no idea of hiding his strength, not to mention that Tao Arc Thorns is originally an ancient ritual magic of Yunze Wetland.
Locke is prepared that in this competition, no matter what kind of opponent he encounters, he will draw a bow directly. If the opponent can hold on, he will draw another bow.
There is no need to change spells until a wizard breaks his Peach Arc Thorn Arrow.
In the Spell Fighting Competition, since the use of permanent defensive force fields is prohibited, the damage of the Peach Arc Thorn Arrow can completely knock out a wizard in the crystallization stage with one blow.
Beside the ring, the three Mason witches were already waiting there.
Witch Mason applauded and said: "Locke, you are so awesome. I didn't expect you to learn the Peach Arc Thorn Arrow. Even among the wizards in the first ring crystallization stage, not many people know this magic because it is relatively difficult."
"Teacher Ekaterina wanted to arrange for me to learn before, but I studied for a long time and still didn't learn it."
Locke was stunned for a moment, and then he thought that if there are too many distracting thoughts, learning Peach Arc Thorn Arrow would be really troublesome.
Hence, not every wizard may be able to learn it.
But thinking about it the other way around, if this were the case, the current Mason Witch would not even be suitable to learn advanced meditation methods.
Witch Freya gave Locke a thumbs up. "Team leader, you are really good."
Locke looked at the three of them doubtfully. "Didn't the three of you sign up for the competition?" Witch Freya shook her head. "Of course not. We were busy doing experiments before. If we signed up for the competition, we would have to spend time preparing. If we prepare for half a day and have not yet occupied any ranking during the competition, it would be an even greater waste of time."
Wizard Barrett scratched his head and added: "In short, our confidence is not very high."
Locke nodded to express his understanding.
The four of them returned to their seats together. Many colleagues from Zhenzhiyuan congratulated Locke and said that they had never thought that Locke was so powerful in combat and had actually learned the Peach Arc Thorn Arrow magic.
Locke had a few polite words with them. In the Zhenzhiyuan, the ones he had the best relations with were Witch Mason and others. The rest of them could only be said to have spoken a few words and met a few times.
But...
Locke frowned when he saw that Daniel had not been found. He did not know how Daniel was doing.
As my neighbor and the first friend I met in Jinmian Mountain, I hope he can cheer up.
On the corridor heading to his seat, Locke saw Griffin wizard, who was also a senior Zhenzhiyuan. He was stunned for a moment. Before he could say hello, Griffin made a "cut" sound and turned around to leave.
Locke frowned but said nothing.
Because another old acquaintance of his, Diana the Witch, came over. "Locke, you have grown again. The magic pressure is even stronger than when we fought half a year ago."
"Currently my magic pressure is only 9600, and your magic pressure can actually reach 9999."
Witch Diana looked confused. She seemed to be inquiring about why Locke's magic pressure grew so fast.
Diana the Witch shook her head slightly. "Forget it, I won't ask. It's just chance, hard work, and talent."
"Now, if I were to participate in this competition, I should not be your opponent."
Diana Witch is very self-aware.
She pays close attention to Locke, so she watched Locke’s first match in the Spell Combat Competition carefully.
Honestly, Locke's previous performance is forgettable. Although the magic pressure of 9999 is high, it cannot make her give up competing with Locke.
But Diana, from Locke's last arrow, noticed that Locke's Peach Arc Thorn Arrow magic had far exceeded the instantaneous output ability of all her current normal magic.
This should have been her biggest advantage when fighting Locke.
But unexpectedly, as a few months passed, Locke had grown to the point where he surpassed her in the direction she was best at.
Diana the Witch felt frustration for the first time.
She rarely loses.
But at this moment, she had the illusion that she couldn't keep up with Locke's growth rate.
Locke looked at Diana Witch strangely and said: "Didn't you sign up for any competition? Diana?"
Diana Witch shook her head. "I was only jointly trained, and I don't essentially belong to your Zhenzhiyuan."
"It's good to be able to watch the game, but I definitely can't participate."
Witch Mason and others said hello to Witch Diana.
But Diana the Witch just nodded to them indifferently and with great distance.
Witch Diana continued to maintain her enthusiasm towards Locke: "I am watching the competition. The holding of the spell fighting competition is closely related to the great magic."
Locke looked at her in surprise. "Oh? I'm not very sure about this."
Diana Witch smiled. "According to the information I checked, the focus of the Spell Combat Competition is the first-level crystallization stage. The subsequent high-level competitions were added for the sake of commercialization after the competition became larger."
"The core of this competition is to help wizards understand various attack magics. The founder of this competition is a wizard from the Star Territory Sea. He noticed that many first-level wizards are very keen on studying defensive magic."
"And neglected the research on attack magic. Therefore, he held the first spell fighting competition in his university. Who knew that this competition would be so popular later."
h "Wizards from all over the world rushed to join his spell fighting competition."
h "However, there are indeed objective reasons for the fire. Great magic It must be based on attack magic. Because of the permanent defensive force field, many wizards do not focus on the understanding of attack magic. "
"So, they just watch the first-level and second-level spell fighting competitions, which is a kind of learning."
Locke nodded slightly.
When Diana said this, she also believed it.
Just now I saw the magic painter's five tiger skills.
No wonder, wizards are prohibited from using permanent defensive force fields in the Spell Combat Competition.
It turned out to be to allow the contestants to focus more on various attack magics.
As long as there is no permanent defensive force field, the logic of the battle between first-level wizards will completely change.
A more powerful attack will be more important than a more powerful defensive magic. There is no defensive magic that can envelope a wizard like a permanent turtle shell.
Hence, participants in the Spell Combat Competition will definitely pursue more and more powerful attack magic.
This competition is indeed based on reality. It is a supplement to the ecological niche of the wizarding world.
Locke passed by a witch. He suddenly looked at the witch who was wearing a black wizard robe and holding a wizard sword in her hand.
At the same time, Witch Saira also glanced at Locke, her eyes were sharp subconsciously, and then she noticed the badge on Locke's body, immediately showed a kind look, and then passed him by.
Sela Witch licked the corner of her mouth. "The... wizard just now... um... I almost thought he was a dark wizard."
"Only a dark wizard can legally kill. However, he is indeed a dangerous character."
"He has a life on his hands!"
At the same time, Locke attracted the attention of Tao Arc Thorns on the field, and also attracted the attention of many wizards participating in the spell fighting competition.
Wizard Nelson, who had just stepped off the ring, scratched his bald head. "Peach Arc Thorn Arrow? There are still people playing such an old magic. But his magic pressure is very strong. It seems that he is also an opponent of mine in this game."
Witch Julian, who was patrolling the Deacon Team, was followed by a thundercloud, which neatly defeated a breeder.
She gave the defeated breeder a duel salute and then walked off the ring. "Peach Arc Thorn Ya? Without firm belief and absolute self-confidence, ordinary wizards will not choose to learn this kind of magic. This is also a strong opponent. Just like the two third generations."
"It is indeed a spell fighting competition! There are so many strong opponents."
At the same time, in Arena No. 1, Antoine Fischer clapped his hands, and his opponent was blasted by him with more than a dozen magic weapons in an instant.
ifier。
Hence, Locke played four more times throughout the day, and used the Peach Arc Thorn Arrow four times and the Peach Bow Jujube Arrow to defeat the opponent with one blow.
This is the last game of the day. Locke faces a wizard mentor from the medium-sized wizard organization of the Weather Tower, a weather master in the first-ring crystallization stage, with a magic pressure of 9700 and an age of about three hundred years.
At this time, the two sides performed the duel ceremony.
The weather master's eyes showed an expression of eagerness to try. "They say that your Golden Mian Mountain is a thousand-year-old famous school, but our Weather Tower is only a second-class or even third-class wizard organization in Yunze Wetland."
"But I don't accept it. We are both first-level wizards, let me experience your magic as a wizard of a thousand-year famous school!"
After finishing speaking, he directly summoned six thunder clouds behind him. The six thunder clouds floated behind him and formed six musical instruments similar to the shape of a taiko drum. The six fire balls turned into hammer drums. At the same time, the six fire balls struck the six thunder taiko drums behind him.
Suddenly, six thunder taiko drums burst out with six bolts of lightning entwined with flames.
Locke frowned, and he immediately recognized that this was a mainstream magic used by the weather masters of Yunze Wetland that he had seen in books, but it was very difficult to learn and very powerful - Thunder Fire Taiko!
That is Yan Lei!
Once hit, the current will bring huge fire energy into the body of a living organism in an instant, and explode in a very short period of time.
Locke frowned, raised the peach bow turned into a branch from the Golden Que in his hand, and lightly drew it on the ground. Suddenly, a ray of sun light fell down, forming a simple barrier around himself.
Suddenly, the six thunderous arrows were actually blocked by this barrier.
The weather master had a look of surprise on his face. He obviously didn't expect that his confident attack would be easily blocked by Locke.
He obviously did not calculate clearly the difference in magic pressure between Locke and him, nor did he calculate clearly how high the conversion rate of Peach Arc Thorn Arrow, an ancient and brand-new magic, from Locke's magic pressure into actual spell damage was.
It was only now, after six consecutive fights with small and medium-sized wizard organizations in Yunze Wetland, that Locke realized how powerful the education he received in Yunze Wetland was.
Just a peach arc thorn arrow magic is a big mountain standing in front of these wizards!
The weather master twirled his left thumb, and the magic ring suddenly flashed with magic light, and then his figure suddenly disappeared from the ring.
Locke watched him disappear. "Invisibility? Void? Space movement? Hmm... It's space movement."
The next moment, the weather master appeared from behind Locke, and the thunder and fire drum behind him released six electric arcs at Locke.
Loke looked at him indifferently, and raised the peach wood bow that was transformed from the branches of the Golden Que in his hand. Suddenly, the six rays of thunder fell on the peach wood bow.
But they were all blocked by the power of the barrier wrapped around the mahogany bow.
Locke said: "It's a small trick."
He summoned the Little Diamond Jujube, and under the astonished eyes of the weather master, he took down a fast-growing branch, then set his bow and arrow, and shot directly at the door in front of him at close range.
A big sun seemed to be shot out by Locke.
The next moment, the weather master was teleported out of the ring. Because of the protection of magic, he was unscathed.
It's just that he still seems to be immersed in the terrifying power of Locke's arrow just now. "This... even if I meet other wizards from the Golden Mian Mountain, even if I lose, I will have to fight for a long time. They can't use the permanent defensive force field, and the gap between us will not be that big."
The weather master shook his head slightly. "I can see the gap between Jinmian Mountain and me. I'd better teach honestly and down-to-earth."
"There may be some hope of becoming a second-level wizard."
Among a hundred first-level wizards, there may not be one wizard who can become a second-level wizard in the end.
The gap between second-level wizards and first-level wizards is no longer the gap between major levels, it is the shackles of the limits of the racial soul!