magician of beasts

That night, Sirius pressed Arlo on the bed, stretched his legs and pushed himself in. Maybe it was because Arlo was going to participate in the battle between mentors the next day. Sirius's The movements were much gentler than the previous few times, making Aluo tremble all over, but the sweat on his back was sucked away by Sirius one by one, and the things in his body were embedded deeper...

After that, Sirius wiped Alo clean, then hugged him and lay down. He looked at Alo's peaceful sleeping face, reached out to brush his sticky silver hair, looked at it for a while, and then buried his head. into the crescent of his neck and sleep.

The climax of the magic exchange conference was finally about to begin. This time, there were still many students watching from the stands, but no student was allowed to show off.

Mentors—to be precise, the tutors who are carefully selected by each college to represent different ages but are good enough to represent the college level will do an exhibition match, and there may be some angry differences between them and the students. This is pure performance. The main thing is to show their magic flexibly - but the dry performance obviously cannot show the true strength of the mentors, so the final result is still in the form of a battle, with mentors of the same level from different colleges fighting against each other.

Aluo is currently the youngest mentor in Camorra, but his strength can reach the general standard, and judging from the rich amount of spells he showed when he participated in the assessment and his proficiency in these spells, It can be proved that this is a good candidate, so Furman and Edwin will ask him to participate.Although it has attracted attention before and this matter will further attract Arlo's attention, in fact, this has nothing to do with Sliver and the so-called president of the Wizards Guild.

Of course, the judging this time cannot be done by the mentors of the various colleges, so the row of people sitting on the judging table, except for all the deans who have mentors to participate-if the dean is a fighter who uses grudges such as Ka Mora, then the dean of the magic branch will be allowed to go up—this is also to show fairness, and the rest are all shining big shots, for example, the president of the Magic General Guild and the four descendants of the descendants of the gods. Representatives, magic superpowers who have reached the level of magisters on the mainland and who also came to the conference... and the cardinals of the Temple of Light, etc.

When they were seated, there was a moment of magic pressure rolling over their heads, and they could even see the purple thunderbolts spawned from it... No one would let anyone pass.

This is the unique way that the so-called pride of the strong manifests when the strong gather together.

Alo sat on the side of the stand where the mentors of Camorra were sitting. On his left was Sirius who insisted on accompanying him, and on his right was the ninth-level magician who had just entered the academy and accepted the assessment of the opponent, Amy. Son.Although she is also very strong, compared to Edwin who is the dean of the branch—even though they are at the same level, she is still far behind him in terms of momentum.

"Erol, it looks like you've done a good job." Emil had a good impression of Arlo from the first assessment, but it was just because he was in a different grade and Camorra didn't want the privacy of the tutors. For the sake of full respect, I have not communicated with him.

"Hello, I am very grateful for your help at that time." Arlo bowed slightly and said gently.

Emile is a gentle woman, she is sincere and fair, so she just smiled and said: "I can't help you, Errol, you rely on your own strength."

Alo smiled back, and didn't continue the conversation - where no one saw, Sirius tugged on his sleeve without a trace.

The battle between mentors is of course much more exciting than that of students. For the sake of fairness, the deans will write the names of all participating mentors on the paper and put them into the magic circle, and the magic circle will group them at the same level , and then a giant in the magic world who does not participate in the scoring but has a sufficient status will read out the list of each group, and let the instructors on the list enter the arena.

I don't know when Arlo's name will come out, but the scene in front of me is performed by an eighth-level ice magician from Eurasia and an eighth-level fire magician from Solan.

As soon as the heels of the two sides touched the ground, the entire battle platform immediately became a world of ice sculptures, reflecting countless colorful lights under the warm morning sun, almost dazzling people's eyes.

The air also became extremely cold in an instant, but the next moment, a fire dragon soared into the sky, its huge body hovering in the sky, the stream of fire it spit out dispelled the air-conditioning, and instantly burned blazingly on the ice surface, spreading into a sea of ​​flames very quickly.

The ice magician folded his palms together, and suddenly countless ice cones emerged from the ground, making a "chug" sound, and rushed all the way to the fire magician at an extremely fast speed, while the fire magician's fists intersected, creating a column of flames. It burst out from the middle, aiming at the route where the ice pick came from and recoiled back.

A huge ice wall soared into the sky in front of the ice magician, blocking the columnar flames, but the fire dragon in the air took the opportunity to jump down, and the dragon's head hit the ice wall fiercely.

The ice gun collapsed and the fire dragon dissipated.

The huge magic power and at least three high-level magic for each person made the battle over in only a few Eurasian hours. The people in the stands only had time to hold their breath, but they saw the result before they could react , These two people are really... formidable.

The two magicians simply bowed to the audience, and walked back to their seats in the academy. At this moment, all the students recovered from such a magnificent scene, and burst into extremely warm applause. ...

Sirius pinched Arlo's hand in his sleeve, and Arlo let him go, but his eyes stayed on the field.

The next one is Camorra's seventh-level thunder magician facing a seventh-level wind magician from an unknown school, so as soon as he took the stage, a pair of large transparent pale magicians appeared behind the wind magician. With cyan wings, one flapped and flew into the air. Immediately afterwards, the thunder magician swiped his arm downwards - a thick purple thunderbolt fell from the sky. The wind magician turned around and narrowly avoided it, but immediately came from another Dozens of fist-sized thunderballs rolled over at an angle, and the wind magician quickly chanted spells while flying, and suddenly the wind blades shot out like a shower, causing those thunderballs to blow up when they were still some distance away from the wind magician. ——The aftermath of the explosion caused the wind magician to roll in the air, but immediately, there was an equally transparent blue sword in his hand, and he bent down with the sound of howling wind!There are countless wind blades around him, like a torrential rain, rushing towards the thunder mage, but the thunder mage just pulled his hands to the sides, and a deep purple thunder gun appeared there, Stop that big knife!And the thunder and lightning that suddenly fell from the sky dispersed the wind blades, and the two magicians quickly fought each other with elemental weapons, one in the sky and the other in the ground...

After fighting for a while, all the wind blades disappeared, but the thunder and lightning continued. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the thunder magician had the upper hand, so the wind magician flapped his wings and retreated to show that he had surrendered.

The exhibition match ended with lightning speed, but this time the winner was clear, and Camorra's mentor was even better.

The students cheered heartily and the atmosphere was very enthusiastic.

Immediately afterwards, there were battles between magicians of the sixth, seventh, and eighth levels, such as earth vs. fire, water vs. nature, ice vs. thunder, fire vs. water, wind vs. water, etc... Especially in a dark-type match against a light-type match, half of the battle stage at that time seemed to be singing praises, warm and bright, while the other half seemed to be in the dark and gloomy hell, the contrast was quite strong, and the battle between the two magicians also changed from before The nature of the show became as if they were angry at the end, and even became hostile. In the end, it was the forced intervention of the head of the Magician's Guild that prevented them from really showing hatred in front of the students.

But the atmosphere is still quite lively. Some ninth graders who are about to graduate have already taken this opportunity to forcibly memorize some magic states that they seem to use. Therefore, learning the same kind of magic in the future will also get twice the result with half the effort.

"Camora's sixth-level water mage Errol and Soran's sixth-level thunder mage Smiley!" At this moment, a voice clearly pronounced Arlo's name in this world.

Finally, it was his turn to play.

After the attributes of this group of opponents were reported, almost all the students started talking about it—they couldn’t be blamed for their fuss. The water system was classified as defensive, with mild attributes, while the thunder system was classified as offensive, with violent attributes. Such a group The opponent, of course, gave people the feeling that the water system was completely defeated, at least in terms of attributes, they were definitely at a disadvantage, especially the students in the three classes led by Aluo cast worried eyes on their instructors.

And Arlo's fingers were still trapped in Sirius' palm. At this moment, he gently squeezed back to show comfort, and then he stood up.When he looked up, Arlo saw Sefrila smiling at him, so he nodded slightly to him, and then walked towards the battle stage.

On the wide opposite platform, A Luo felt the voices of people around him, and he seemed to be surrounded by countless voices, and these voices also created a strong pressure, which made people feel uneasy.Closing his eyes for a moment, the next moment his mind was stabilized, A Luo looked across from him.

A Luo's opponent is a tall, dark-skinned man, who looks like an iron tower standing there from this side, and there is a scar on his cheek, from the corner of the eye to the corner of the mouth, which is surprisingly not ugly, but It adds a bit of fortitude to men.

This is a very firm opponent, not easily shaken, but there is a hint of hostility in his eyes.

However, before A Luo had time to pay more attention to the man, a purple lightning struck straight down from the top of his head!