C74 Magic Great Games (7)

At 9 in the morning, the first round of the crossing pool finals started on time.

Chang Jing and New Wind, who was dressed in witchcraft robes clothes, went up to the main stage together, which immediately caused the crowd below the stage to scream.

"Come on Xin Feng, we support you ~!"

"Xinfeng, if you're a girl, I'll definitely marry you …"

"Looks like you're very popular." Chang Jing mocked as she looked at the silent Xin Feng in front of him.

Xin Feng did not care about the shouts from below the stage. He replied with an irrelevant answer, "I heard that you were afraid of me, right?"

After Chang Jing heard his words, she was immediately discouraged, she rubbed her ears and said, "Indeed, you are a little, who asked you to be so strong!"

"What's the point of that? You should just admit defeat and get off the stage, so that you won't be harmed."

Xin Feng's words were cold, Chang Jing's were even colder, and only heard him speak.

"Admit defeat?" In the next life, I, Chang Jingye, will never, and will never, ever, say those two words out loud! "

Xinfeng looked at him strangely. He could not understand how someone without confidence could say such words.

"There's no need to be surprised, because this is my battlefield!"

Xin Feng was stunned for a moment before saying after a long while, "Then I hope you won't disappoint me. I'll accompany you to the end."

Both of them were emitting a suffocating aura …

"The match begins!" The Referee announced loudly.

Without waiting for the judge to finish speaking, Chang Jing immediately summoned a suspension Spirit Qi into her body, he knew that for his opponent, the stronger he was, the more important it was for him to protect himself.

Although Xin Feng was confident in his strength, he was still clear on the lesson his sister taught him yesterday. He also casted the intermediate protection spell "wind dragon Bypass" on himself.

The wind was blowing slowly, and an illusory little dragon was flying around the wind, protecting him in a ball of golden light.

"'wind dragon Bind', the only protective spell in wind magic?" Chang Jing muttered in the air. He still remembered the first time she saw Wind Teacher cast this spell, she was envious of his.

But now was not the time to exclaim, Chang Jing who was on the battlefield did not allow herself to lose.

"Oh supreme fire spirit, please bestow your servant's power — — small fireball!"

Chang Jing started working from the left and right, the two small fireball flew towards the new wind.

"Bang …" The fireball was bounced back by the wind dragon, hitting the barrier above the audience seats and producing a deep cracking sound.

"This level of attack is useless against wind dragon!" Xin Feng looked at Chang Jing coldly, "Stop losing face, I'll make you suffer a crushing defeat right now!"

"Is that so?" A cold smile appeared on Chang Jing's face.

"Supreme Wind Fairy, supreme fire spirit, please bestow your slave powers — — Tornado Fire Sword!"

Last night, Chang Jing who had no sleep got inspiration from her fight with Qing He, and combined the power of the suspension and small fireball, he created a new spell in front of him.

Following Chang Jing's chant, a fireball slowly formed in his hand, quickly turning into a fire sword, flying quickly towards Xin Feng.

"If I can't throw the fireball in, the spinning fire sword should be enough, right?" Chang Jing laughed and said.

"Shh …"

A hole was ripped open in the wind dragon's body by the thick fire sword, it struggled and finally disappeared into nothingness …

However, the Fire Sword's momentum did not lessen in the slightest as it flew towards the center of the new wind, slashing his left arm.

Xinfeng touched his bleeding left arm and his face turned red.

He was really angry.

"Too bad it didn't hit." Chang Jing sighed.

"With just you? "He's still a little too inexperienced!"

Xin Feng was so angry that he started laughing and chanting loudly.

"Supreme Wind Fairy, please allow the light wind to help your servant. Give me your strength — — anemopterygium!"

Xin Feng suddenly pounced towards Chang Jing from the ground.

Chang Jing dodged to the side instinctively, but unfortunately, he was trapped in a desperate situation.

"Almighty Wind and Fire, supreme Elf … Endless power — — Gale Thunderstorm! "

The summer heat was dispersed by the magic of the new wind. The entire fighting ground was covered in dark clouds, and the sky was filled with rumbling thunder.

"What magic is this?" Even Chang Jing was unsure of what Xin Feng's powerful magic was, "Could it be that it has the same two types of combination as my 'Spinning Fire Sword'?"

"Crack …" A bolt of lightning struck towards Chang Jing from the sky.

Without enough time to think about it, Chang Jing used "mirage" and moved to the edge of the stage above.

The stage where Chang Jing was standing on earlier was split open by lightning, releasing a dense amount of black smoke.

"Good boy, is there any hope for me after being struck like this?" Chang Jing was secretly speechless.

"Do you want to hide?" Gale Thunderstorm 'is a continuous attack magic, and its speed is not any slower than yours! "

Xin Feng did not say what he wanted, but a bolt of lightning appeared from the sky and ruthlessly struck at Chang Jing's head.

Chang Jing realized that sshe was currently in a very passive state. Other than using "mirage" to dodge with all her might, he could not use any offensive magic at all.

Time passed second after second. The audience below the stage could only see bolts of lightning chasing after a flustered figure, moving all over the place. As soon as he arrived, he arrived.

"Bro, do you think Big Brother will win?" the general asked, holding Southeast's hand with his sweating hands.

"We can win!" Southeast said something that even he couldn't believe.

The speed of the lightning was getting faster and faster, so tired as she ran, Chang Jing did not have any time to rest, and quickly started to pant. The power of the suspension also gradually weakened, and the distance from Chang Jing's body to the ground also became shorter and shorter.

Finally, when the "Gale Thunderstorm" disappeared, the exhausted Chang Jing landed on the ground.

And this was the moment that New Wind was waiting for!

"The supreme spirit of fire, the elements that throb uneasily … Please grant your servant's power — — flamethrower! "

The flamethrower that was emitting blazing flames quickly flew towards Chang Jing.

"Ah …!" Chang Jing who had her right arm cut off suddenly fell to the ground, her mouth letting out a painful groan.

Because Chang Jing did not admit defeat, and because she did not leave the stage, the competition did not stop.

"Won't admit defeat?" The new wind floated above Chang Jing's head and asked coldly.

"Never!" Chang Jing swore an oath that she would never give up from her bloody mouth.

"Then I'll help you!" A cruel smile appeared on Xin Feng's face. "Supreme Wind Fairy, please grant your servant the power to tear everything in the world to shreds — Whirlwind!"

"No!" Qing He cried painfully towards her brother with tears in her eyes. She knew that the current Chang Jing, even if it was just a small fireball, it would be enough to take his life.

Even the spectators in the audience below the arena closed their eyes. No one wanted to see a proud warrior die just like that.

Time seemed to have stopped, and the vast arena was so quiet that not a single sound could be heard.

Under the strong pressure, Chang Jing gradually lost consciousness, only her unyielding heart throbbing faster and more powerfully.

"Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang …"