NOVEL NEXT Chapter 72 Ding Yumian Enters the Stage
The battle started, and the two coincidentally controlled the star trail and released elementary magic.
In just half a second, Dongfang Ming threw a ball of crimson fire magnets over, and Lu Jun had no choice but to stop casting the haze of the curse.
Don't look at his curse system interrupting the invincibility of spellcasting, but in fact there is still a time gap in the middle, as long as magic has the process of controlling the star, he is just concealed and does not show it to others.
Just now, Lu Jun relied on his high spiritual realm to realize the one-second star path and crushed countless freshmen, but facing Dongfang Ming's natural talent was still a bit inferior.
Talent, this is a natural moat.
raging!
With a flick of his wrist, Lu Jun slashed and extinguished the fire. A large piece of crimson flame exploded in mid-air. Heat waves came and a burning smell permeated the air.
The opponent's fire element is still ordinary fire, not like Qingyan after two years.
However, Dongfang Ming smiled when he saw this, and he guessed right, as long as the casting speed is fast enough, his magic will not be interrupted.
The old iron in the live broadcast room was also happy: Finally, someone who can fight has come. Before, those people couldn't even cast magic. Those who knew it were the top mages of Mingzhu University fighting, but those who didn't know it thought it was street gangsters fighting.
Something's wrong, how can Dongfang Ming's magic be released so quickly.
New here, you don't understand this, it's called innate talent, quick spellcasting...
As Lu Junjian picked hundreds of people, more and more people flocked in to watch the Mingzhu's beast fighting competition.
It's raging!
The incident outside the field didn't stop Dongfang Ming from stopping his hands. He threw out a first-level fire in half a second, and his hands burned with red flames, like a ranger with two guns, Marco Polo, or a pea shooter. Fireballs shot continuously at an extremely fast speed.
Lu Jun shook the golden epee, and the door-like light of the sword swept across his body, like a black storm, all the fireballs bombarded were wiped out, and the surrounding fire started a prairie fire.
He knew in his heart that to deal with an enemy like Dongfang Ming, it didn't matter what the seven skills were, the gold system summoned in advance was the best one.
Boom!
I saw Lu Jun stepping on the blue wind track on his feet, waving the epee, and killing Dongfang Ming, looking down from the sky, it was like a figure shuttled through the sea of fire, like a broken bamboo, the flames receded where it passed, like two rows of fire walls separated.
Whoosh! Unexpectedly, a gust of wind rose from Dongfang Ming's feet, and the whole person retreated at the same time. The speed was no slower than Lu Jun. It was the second type of wind magic, wind track.
The two chased and fled, and circled the Colosseum. Dongfang Ming made up his mind to release only elementary magic.
Lu Jun stopped, with a cold expression on his face, he stretched out his hand and shook it suddenly. Soon around the Colosseum, a large dark green spider web emerged from the air, densely packed and intertwined with each other, encircling Dongfang Ming's figure.
Dongfang Ming was caught off guard and said in astonishment, When did you set up the evil spider's trap?
He was full of confusion. He was obviously casting elementary-level magic non-stop, and he dared to guarantee that the other party didn't even have room to release elementary-level magic, let alone intermediate-level magic.
Hearing this, Lu Jun said lightly: It was laid out at the beginning of the challenge.
As soon as these words came out, Dongfang Ming was speechless, and he couldn't say that the opponent violated the rules. In the first hundred battles, Lu Jun also fought non-stop. It's normal to leave some advantages on the field, and he missed this point.
Gu Han announced his failure, and the audience was disappointed for a while: It's a pity, the brain is quite clever, but it's just not good enough.
Many people were even more excited: It's okay, Mr. Lu has used middle-level magic, and after playing for so long, the magic consumption will inevitably be severe. If another hundred people come to hedge, this hard bone will be eaten away.
Speed, speed, don't let him stop to breathe and recover his mana.
On the court, Lu Jun breathed a sigh of relief. There was a world of difference between a mid-level mage with a natural talent and a non-talented one. Mo Fan's ability to defeat Dongfang Ming later was purely due to his own carelessness.
If he kept using elementary magic like he did against him, Mo Fan would not be able to solve it in a short time, which would lead to the failure of the task of escorting the Totem Black Snake.
Including, he is also now, if he continues to consume, he can win, and even he still has at least half of the mana left in the guarantee system, but it will not be good for the subsequent battles.
Simply stop the loss in time, and launch the evil spider's trap to subdue Dongfang Ming.
Soon Lu Jun didn't rest, and freshmen appeared one by one, like moths flying to a flame, a steady stream.
This is really thanks to Bai Zhengfeng. The mid-level mages are all second-guessed. These days' favorites don't have any psychological burden. There are those who pursue profit, those who try to become famous, and those who have a fun mentality.
Two hundred... three hundred... four hundred...
In a short period of time, a total of 500 people fell off their horses, and Wujin's epee was thrust into the ground. Lu Jun supported the hilt of the sword with both hands, panting heavily, his muscles ached all over his body, and he was mentally exhausted. Decline.
It is not easy to kill five hundred pigs, let alone five hundred mages.
Several hours had passed by this point, and it was already dark outside the Colosseum, but all the lights inside were turned on, the lights were brightly lit, and the fierce battle continued.
The people in the live broadcast room came and went, and the people changed a round, and the communication was obviously reduced, but the heat continued to spread as the battle continued, and it was out of the circle. Most of the office workers got off work and turned on their phones, feeling admiration.
I'm off work, and I'm still playing.
Which one is it, do you guys count it?
The five hundred and third, 666.
Okay! Let's explore again and report again.
In the Colosseum, Huang Xingli went up to try. She is also a middle-level fire mage, but because she has no natural talent, she got the same treatment as Bai Zhengfeng without accident, and rolled down in a hurry.
She returned to the backstage and said angrily: Ding Yumian, that guy is really too much, he wants to monopolize the resources of the entire system just because he has a rare curse system, but if I have a spiritual magic tool, why let a villain furious.
After saying that, Huang Xingli took the beautiful woman's arm with both hands and began to say coquettishly: Sister Ding, you are the only one here with Psychic magic, and you can restrain Lu Jun. Please help me.
That's right, that's right, that's the resource of the whole department, we want to practice too.
The girlfriends and female college students around were all egging on pitifully.
Ding Yumian was helpless, originally he didn't intend to pay attention to this kind of thing, but he couldn't pass the plea of his best friend, resources are too important for a mage.
That's all. She sighed, I'm going to play now.
After a while, the referee teacher announced that when Lu Jun was resting while leaning on the long sword, he saw a long black and straight Yujie slowly walking onto the stage, with a graceful figure, swaying every step, and a head of soft black hair braided into a net-like braid , giving people a very virtuous and gentle feeling.
It is completely different from my sister's strong and hot aura.
Lu Jun instinctively felt that the other party was not simple, it was a kind of spiritual vigilance, he stared at it and said, Name?
Ding Yumian. The woman smiled lightly and reminded her kindly: How are you doing now? Do you want to rest for a while and recover your magic power? I think you are already very tired.
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Finally, regarding the plot, I tried to use some things from modern society to broaden the borders of the whole of France, so as to better make the protagonist pretend to be aggressive.
The effect feedback is so-so, I will write less, and I will talk about it after this episode.
In fact, I also have a judgment as to why the reaction is so general. Due to the length of the live broadcast, the amount of information in each chapter is reduced, which makes readers feel uncomfortable. In fact, it is no problem for me to read this episode in one go, but there are too few updates. , resulting in fragmented viewing.
Regarding the update, I also want to be more and more, but the author has other things to do, and I can't spare time, so I can only write 4,000 words a day.