Mage Adam

The movements of the Monte Carlo apprentices were being watched all the time in Moldo, and the conflict just now spread to the ears of others through the departure of witnesses.

"Are you sure it's James? The old-looking James?"

The rookies are not familiar with James, but it doesn’t mean that others are the same. The apprentices who used to work in Adam’s laboratory were shocked when they heard the news. The good old man connected with the brave man who initiated the duel.

Elliott has been acting with his tail between his legs for a while, and he never leaves the laboratory unless he has something very important to do, for fear of running into Monte Carlo's 'old friends', so it's rare to go out to relax today. After hearing the news, I couldn't help taking a sip of wine and spraying it everywhere.

He didn't bother to clean it. He dropped the cup and rushed out of the apprentice bar and flew to the duel field. He knew Francis and how strong he was. Although James' strength has improved rapidly in recent years, he knew that old body better. Can't sustain a long fight at all.

Along the way, people continued to put down the convergence to the duel field. Elliott suddenly stopped in the air, gritted his teeth, turned and flew towards Adam's laboratory. He knew that Adam never cared about things other than experiments, but this Something has to let him know.

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"James, are you crazy? Why are you fighting the barbarians in Monte Carlo?!"

"Give up, it's still too late to give up now, with your body, it's impossible to win, you will die!"

Most of the apprentices who were still in the academy and knew James were present. No one was optimistic about James, and no one wanted to watch him die.

James didn't answer any questions, didn't listen to any dissuasion, and stood alone in the duel field in silence with a stubborn attitude. There was no tension before the battle, no fear of life and death, and there was only calm.

Suddenly the hustle and bustle of the arena fell silent, and the apprentices of Moldo automatically gave way to the road and a large area, and looked at the Monte Carlo apprentices flying over with fear and disgust.

Bill and Monica took the lead, and they landed at the other end of the stand. Monica smiled coquettishly, "Oh, so many people, dear Bill, they seem very angry and scared."

Bill glared at Monica coldly, but he had nothing to do with this crazy woman, so he had to tell Francis: "Quickly solve it, I don't like being surrounded by people as a clown."

Francis nodded heavily, and with a strong wind under his feet, he came to the dueling platform in an instant, and said to James: "I really hate the feeling of being surrounded by a group of useless idiots." He didn't care at all that it would cause public anger, and said The words include all the apprentices present.

Moldo's apprentice was suddenly ignited, stood up and glared at Francis.

Francis just looked at them with contempt, and then said: "I don't like duels either. This kind of fighting method of fighting against magic within the specified range is too naive. You don't understand what real fighting is like."

Francis' words had no effect on James, he just asked calmly, "Have you finished?"

James' words were still harsh to Francis' ears, but at this time he did not affect his mentality because of it, but nodded seriously: "I haven't finished, but you don't need to know, because the rest, I will I will tell you after you die."

As soon as the words fell, the rune's brilliance suddenly appeared, Francis stepped back, and at the same time, the chain of wind blades slashed towards James at high speed. The violent sound of breaking through the air resounded in the ears of all the onlookers like an explosion, but no one was willing to blink. They looked at James worriedly, fearing that he would be killed in the first round.

Monte Carlo's apprentices all praised that Francis is best at wind blades and various shaping magics composed of wind blades. In previous battles, opponents who were weaker than him would be chopped into pieces immediately.

Those at the same level or even slightly stronger than him will be in a hurry.

James didn't respond, and still stayed where he was, with no runes glowing around him, and no defensive magic built up, as if he was already waiting to die.

Francis ascended to the sky, watching James, who was not dodging or evading, twitched the corners of his mouth in disdain. He did not wait for the result of the magic, but cast a new magic again in mid-air, following the violent fluctuations of the magic power The wind ball shells generally bombarded James.

At the same time, the wind blade came in front of James, and at the moment when it was about to be cut, the telekinetic barrier began to pile up layer by layer, quickly counteracting the power of the wind blade, and the friction and collision of energy splashed sparks, James Unscathed.

Facing the ensuing wind ball, James raised his hands, his beard and hair fluttering, and the telekinetic force transformed and materialized outside the barrier. At this moment, James seemed to have thousands of arms, and with The wildest gesture confronts every windball.

Hit them one by one.

"Is this the telekinetic force created by that person?" Bill in the stands stared at the battlefield and asked softly.

A flower appeared under Monica's feet. She sat in the flower, resting her chin on her hands and said thoughtfully, "Isn't it? I've heard of this kind of meditation a long time ago, and thought it was a flashy thing. Didn't expect it to be interesting?"

"It's really interesting. There is no elemental breath, and the pure spiritual power is materialized to carry magic power. It's an unexpected way."

Francis was not surprised when he saw James break his magic. This kind of battle is interesting. Now that he has become a clown on the stage, defeating a strong enemy is more interesting than acting a one-man show.

The Monte Carlo apprentices only had an interesting impression of James and Psychic power. No one thought that James could defeat Francis with this kind of thing. Except for them, the apprentices of Moldo clenched their fists and showed hope, hoping that James could create a miracle.

Francis flicked his fingers again and again, the fine wind blades gathered into tiny whirlwinds, and countless whirlwinds formed a huge tornado, which rolled towards James according to his driving force. The amazing cutting force made the whole stand unrecognizable, and the onlookers had to construct a tornado. Defense to block the escaping wind blades and debris.

James took a sharp breath, and with every breath, the power of thought began to shine and condense on his body surface. After a blink of an eye, he was wrapped in it like an elemental creature. Now James It looks like a giant, facing the incoming tornado, stepping up and punching straight.

"Overestimating one's abilities!" Francis muttered softly. For him, the magic would not stop until the enemy died, so he continued to build the wind blade, and five tornadoes rolled up on the field at the same time.