My long stream is you

Chapter 920 Magic Eugenics (1)

The light of magic bloomed in the bottom of the eyes, and the entire sky was covered with splendor.

Brilliant colors surrounded the entire square, heralding the end of another game.

"Ning Moxi and Guo Qing, please prepare."

When Mo Xi came back to his senses, he heard this sound.

ready?

what to prepare?
"Ning Moxi, come on, I believe you can do it!"

Mo Xi was at a loss, but he probably guessed that it was something like a competition. It was hard to shirk at the moment, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and nod lightly to express that he would try his best.

Following the instructions to the competition stage, Mo Xi unobtrusively raised his divine eyes to take a panoramic view of everything around him.

Soon, she understood the current situation.

She is a fourth-year student of Yunsi Academy of Magic and is currently representing the academy in the eight-house magic competition.

At this moment when she knew the situation, she was glad.

It's better than magic.

She touched the magic wand in her side pocket, confirmed that she was familiar with the magic wand, and walked slowly into the venue.

The biggest problem now is not how to win the game, but to prevent yourself from going too far.

If she uses magic that even the magistrate doesn't know, it will be troublesome.

First of all, we need to understand what level she should be at this age.

But there is no need to worry. Anyway, the person competing with her must be someone of the same age. When the time comes to see how he does it, it should be almost enough to defeat her once.

Standing on the competition stage, Mo Xi glanced at the people opposite.

He is a blond boy, about fourteen or fifteen years old, so it seems that the original owner should be about the same age.

The surrounding magic shield was raised, probably to prevent the magic used by some talented geniuses from being too lethal and affecting the audience.

Mo Xi adhered to the principle that the enemy does not move and I do not move. After drawing out the magic wand, he did not make any further moves. When the referee said the beginning, he only looked at the opponent, and had no intention of making a move first.

The boy named Guo Qing on the opposite side reacted completely opposite to her. When the referee finished speaking, he began to chant the magic spell.

As soon as Mo Xi heard him speak a few syllables, he immediately knew that he wanted to cast a fire-attribute attack magic.

In this case, it is best to defend with a water shield, but if she uses the water shield rashly, what if she uses magic that the original owner has never learned.

Just thinking about it, the flame attack from the opposite side appeared.

Forget it, magic can cure thousands of people. If they had doubts, she could just fool them. In theory, there shouldn't be anyone better than her.

The fiery wind blows towards the face with high temperature, and the exclamation of people outside the arena spread into the arena.

Mo Xi raised his eyes slightly, raised his hands and chanted a spell that he hadn't recited in many years, and cast a water shield the moment the flames faced him.

As soon as the water shield appeared, it collided with the flying fireball, and a large amount of water vapor appeared on the scene.

The water shield fireballs canceled each other out, and none of them had the slightest advantage.

Evenly matched!

Probably the audience likes to see this, and the voices keep ringing out.

Mo Xi was not idle, and used a wind magic to directly condense the water vapor in one place and roll it back.

Seeing this, Guo Qing secretly thought that it was not good, but the spell he had chanted before had not been completed yet, and now it was really difficult to suddenly change it to defensive magic, so he could only speed up the spell.

Mo Xi wanted not to let him lose too badly, so he deliberately let the wind slow down so that the gathered high-temperature water vapor just hit the flame magic he cast again.

(End of this chapter)