Dragon Wizard of the Heavens

"Oh, damn, I'm going to lose again this time. It's Crewell. This newcomer can't resist 3 rounds at all. Damn Sherlock, did you know that his opponent was him early on?"

"I was tricked by you profiteer again, I remember you, fat fat man."

Allen glanced at the opponent, and the chip had projected his data.

"Name: Crewell, Strength: 3.6, Agility: 2.8, Constitution: 3.5, Spirit: 9.1, Skill: Unknown."

Seeing its attributes, Allen's pupils flashed blue light. This person's physical quality is only a high-level knight apprentice, but his mental strength has reached the peak of a second-level wizard apprentice, which is more than 2 points higher than Allen's, but his physical quality is far from good. far less.

"Crewell, you are here, do you need to prepare?" Mokra stepped forward enthusiastically.

"No, after the test, I have to go back and continue to meditate, ready to break through, let's start quickly." Crawell said with a blank expression.

"Okay!" Mokra shrugged.

"What about you? Do you need time to prepare?" Mokra turned to Allen and said.

"Wait a minute, I need to do one thing first." Allen said casually.

"How long does it take? All of us time is precious, please as soon as possible." Mokra nodded.

"Excuse me, can I bet?" Allen asked when he came to the fat man.

"Of course, the maximum limit is 10 magic stones." Sherlock said with a smile on his face.

"Okay, I beat myself to win, 10 magic stones." Allen took out the magic stones and handed them to Fatty.

"Junior seems very confident. Taking care of my business like this, I will use opportunities to cooperate more in the future." Fatty smiled and narrowed his eyes. He stretched out his hand and patted Allen on the shoulder.

"Okay, my business is done, I can start!" Allen said to Mokra with a slight smile.

The two stood on the training ground with a distance of 30 meters and the temporary referee said "Start!"

The two moved instantly.

Crewell casts spells while moving. All combat wizards are trained to move and cast spells. Allen casts a sharp arrow that is as light as a swallow and has a speed like a string, and rushes towards Crewell.

Crewell pointed the wand in his hand, and a light green translucent mask appeared on his body, followed by a flash of aura, and the arrow formed by three wind elements flew towards Alan instantly.

This Crewell has at least two magical items, one is the staff, and the other can release arrows. It's easy to get the upper hand with this move at the start.

Allen's speed was very fast, and he hit the arrow technique as soon as he approached, but the chip had already calculated the trajectory of the arrow. Allen tapped the long sword in his hand and easily changed the direction of the arrow technique without reducing the speed at all.

After releasing the arrow technique, he was preparing for the next spell. Aaron's speed did not decrease, and he had already crossed nearly half of the distance between his breaths. A piece of white grease in his hand lightly tapped, and a flash of light flashed, which instantly appeared in front of Crewell. On a greasy ground, Crewell, who was moving and casting spells, didn't respond in time, stepped on it, slipped, and stumbled to the ground.

However, the injured spell was not disturbed at all, and a small tornado appeared around Aaron the moment he fell.

As soon as it appeared, it immediately surrounded Allen. The flame ring in Allen's hand was red, and three fireballs appeared around the body in a row, and then exploded outwards in an instant. The shock wave directly scattered the tornado that had formed.

The footsteps did not stop at all, and a few jumps were still standing beside Crewell. The long sword in his hand that has not been shot has been raised high, and the bright sword light flashed, slashing down at him fiercely.

"stop!"

"Be merciful!"

Mokra and Clyde, who were standing on the sidelines, shouted.

Hearing Mokra's stern shout, Allen still didn't respond.

The sharp sword in his hand slashed directly, but when it pierced the wind element barrier, the sword body slashed, and the sword ridge slapped his chest fiercely.

After the wind element barrier was shattered, Crewell was in a hurry and hadn't gotten up yet. In his desperate eyes, Allen had already slapped his chest with a fierce sword.

Allen was like playing golf, sending Crewell a long way with one sword. Then he danced a sword flower in his right hand, and waved the long sword back to his waist.

Mokra had already rushed to Allen at this time and grabbed Allen's collar.

"Didn't you hear that you were told to stop?" A pair of eyes widened, staring at Alan viciously.

Allen moved his fingers slightly, squeezed the knuckles of his hand and shook him away.

"You said you can stop if you stop. The competition is changing rapidly. It's normal to not be able to stop. Why, if you lose, you don't admit it, and you want to do it?" Allen stroked his collar and glanced at Mokra.

"you..."

"What are you, if you lose, you lose, and Crewell is fine, just a little injured. It's fine to take a few days and stay there. I'll say what I say here." Mokra wanted to go on, but After being robbed by Clyde for a while, he said directly: "Ai Lu did a good job, your strength is beyond my expectations."

"Hehe, you should have confidence in your mentor." Allen said with a smile.

"Of course I have confidence in my mentor, but your performance really surprised me."

"Okay, let's talk about this first, I'm going to collect my prize first, haha, this is not a small sum, I made a fortune today." Allen said with a smile.

Not far away, there was mourning, and Sherlock was even more constipated. Originally, if Allen won, he would have earned more than twenty magic stones in his account, but Allen finally pressed 10 yuan, so he didn't earn one, and he lost two.

"Dear Mr. Sherlock, I'm here to collect my bonus." Alan stood in front of the fat man with a smile on his face.

"You're much smarter than me, Alan, really, you're supposed to do business. I think it won't take long for you to become the richest wizard among wizards. Are you interested in working with me..." Sherlock packed up Mood, talking incessantly.

"Okay, I'll talk about this later, now I want to see my lovely magic stone, I don't think I need to say it again, right, Mr. Sherlock?" Alan interrupted Sherlock's chatter with a smile.

"Okay, sir, this is your bonus and principal, but I really want to cooperate with you, let's..." Fatty took out 40 magic stones with some embarrassment, and wanted to continue to fight for one.

"Okay, I know, Mr. Sherlock, I will cooperate with you if you need it. Well, that's it for today. I have something to do, so please excuse me." Allen took forty magic stones and said in a perfunctory manner, Turned around and left.

After seeing the end of the sparring, everyone left the training ground in twos and threes. Allen came to Clyde again, and then left the training ground together.