C75 Magic Great Games (8)

Five thousand years ago, the Demons's territory was the poorest and most dangerous piece of land in the world.

Every day, a little boy would come to the tallest mountain and silently gaze at the clouds in the sky.

"Mom, why did the god race want to kill us all?" The little boy would ask his mother the same question every time he saw the cloud.

His mother would always tell him, "Because we have the ability to frighten them, and they fear that one day we will threaten their rule. So they chased us out of the gods and exiled us to this place full of danger. "

"I must bring my clansmen back everything that we deserve! "Of course!" the little boy said firmly, his eyes so determined.

"Then you must remember never to give up!"

This little boy was the greatest clan elder in the history of Demons, the sixteenth clan elder — Shi Shen!

"Never give up!" The half unconscious Chang Jing let out a furious roar from the bottom of her heart. His eyes shone with a frightening silver light, her expression extremely profound.

The silver light rapidly expanded until it enveloped his entire body – everything was completed in an instant.

"Whirlwind" was worthy of being called the highest level spell in the wind attribute Intermediate Magic. It used the tornado's power to drag Chang Jing into the center of it.

Chang Jing was ripped to the very top by the hurricane.

"Sorry, sorry …" New Wind who had calmed down from his rage muttered guiltily to himself as he looked at Chang Jing's black spots in the distant sky.

Although the Referee could not bear it, sometimes fights were indeed cruel. He announced loudly, "Xinfeng. Zi wins! "

"We're finished …" Southeast's eyes were filled with tears, "It's all my fault, I was the one who harmed Big Bro!"

Qing He had long been crying.

When the might of "Whirlwind" disappeared, the audience couldn't help but look up at the sky, hoping for Chang Jing's heavy fall — No, they were hoping for a miracle. Chang Jing's unyielding performance had already won the highest respect in their hearts.

After a long while, an object that was emitting a silver light slowly landed on the stage, the silver light dimmed and it was's godlike figure!

"The match isn't over!" Chang Jing let out a light but unusually imposing voice from her mouth. He looked towards the Referee — it was a kind of high and mighty gaze, a gaze that shouldn't be emitted from Chang Jing's eyes.

"Competition... The competition will continue! " Referee came back from his shock and shouted in panic. He had never been looked at in such a way before.

Thunder roared from below the stage...

"It's great that you're fine!" Xin Feng was overjoyed. "I'm sorry for what I did just now …"

"It doesn't matter." Chang Jing's tone was still cold and imposing, "The competition isn't over! "Come on!"

Even though Xin Feng was full of guilt just now, after hearing Chang Jing's words, the flames in the bottom of his heart that were yearning for victory started burning once again.

Because this was their battlefield!

"Almighty Wind and Fire, supreme Elf … Endless power — — Gale Thunderstorm! " Xin Feng once again chanted out the "Gale Thunderstorm" that caused the spectators to tremble in fear. It was this technique that Chang Jing had lost to just now!

The summer heat was once again dispersed by the magic of the new wind, and the whole arena began to grow cold again as the clouds covered it, and thunder began to strike again in the sky.

"Hua …" A bolt of lightning suddenly struck down towards Chang Jing's head from the sky.

But this time, Chang Jing did not dodge. He raised her right hand and looked arrogantly at Lightning, who was rushing towards him, and began to chant in a low voice.

"The lonely darkness, the loneliness that devours everything... Listen to your master and swallow everything in front of me! "

The lightning seemed to have been angered by Chang Jing's actions, and with a whistling sound, it struck Chang Jing's right hand that was raised up.

The miracle happened again, the initially furious lightning suddenly became weak in Chang Jing's hands, surrounding Chang Jing and making struggling "Zi zi" sounds.

The "Gale Thunderstorm" did not stop there. One lightning bolt after another struck towards Chang Jing and another was tamed by Chang Jing. After making sizzling sounds from his body, they were devoured by Chang Jing's magic.

"This level of magical attack is useless against me!" It was unknown if it was because of Xin Feng or something else, but Chang Jing said the same words as Xin Feng.

"Let everything vanish into thin air — — Zirconium!" Chang Jing revealed a faint smile.

A purple dragon covered in electric flower charged towards the gathering black clouds in the sky …

"Ahh …" The colossal dragon let out a roar of victory and disappeared into the sky with the dark clouds.

"You're not my opponent at all. Why aren't you admitting defeat?" Chang Jing looked coldly at Xin Feng, her tone filled with disdain.

"The match isn't over!" Xin Feng imitated Chang Jing's words, staring coldly into Chang Jing's eyes as he spoke.

"Then come at me!"

"Then let's fight to the death!"

"Supreme Wind Fairy, please grant your servant the power to tear apart everything in the world — — Whirlwind!"

New Wind put everything on the line and once again released his intermediate and high-level wind magic "Whirlwind", and due to the overdraft of his magic power, he also fell to one knee on the ground.

A hurricane condensed from the sky and swept towards Chang Jing.

But he had forgotten one thing. The current Chang Jing was no longer the Chang Jing from before.

"It's this move again? Alright, I'll let you see what is called strength! " Chang Jing did not fear her and loudly chanted — —

"The dark night, the endless loneliness, the rebellious heart …" Your master has issued a mission to you, to make this unreasonable state disappear and release your endless power — — Abominable and heaven-defying! "

When "Whirlwind" surrounded Chang Jing, a lonely aura was emitted from Chang Jing's eyes. When the aura diffused, it quickly formed into a hurricane different from the "Whirlwind" of the new wind.

The two hurricanes intertwined with each other, causing the air to emit low howls of pain.

When the hurricane disappeared, Chang Jingye's figure relaxed, arms folded across her chest.

The spectators below the stage all shouted Chang Jing's name, a name that would forever create miracles.

"Do you want to continue?" Chang Jing asked coldly once again.

"I... "Admit defeat!" The despairing Xin Feng had tears in his eyes. He looked so unresigned and helpless.

His opponent's strength was too strong!

"Big brother …" Qing He ran up and helped the weak Xin Feng up.

"You're really strong, keep working hard!" Xin Feng sincerely praised.

"Of course!" Chang Jing said firmly.

Qing He was dumbstruck at the side. In her memories, she was so arrogant that she never praised anyone.

"Judge, it should be the result, right?" Chang Jing walked towards the judge.

"The competition is over, Chang Jingye wins!" The referee was shocked by Chang Jing's strength, and only regained his senses after a long while.

"Chang Jing, Chang Jing, Chang Jing, Chang Jing..." The cheers from below the stage came one after another.

"I told you that Big Brother would win!" Dong Fang tightly held onto the general's hand and said with hot tears flowing down his face.

"Mom, I didn't give up!" Looking at the passionate crowd below the stage, the victorious Chang Jing's eyes were filled with confusion, and he slowly fell to the ground.