Dragon Wizard of the Heavens

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

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

　　 Allen glanced at the opponent, the chip had already projected his information.

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

Seeing its attribute Allen’s pupils flashed with blue light, this man’s physical fitness was only a senior knight apprentice, and his mental power had reached the peak of a second-level wizard apprentice, which was more than 2 points higher than Ellen’s physical fitness. Far inferior.

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

　　 "No, I have to go back to meditate after the test, prepare to break through, hurry up and start." Créwell said blankly.

　　 "Okay!" Mokra shrugged.

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

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

　　 "How long will it take, our time is precious for all of us, please as soon as possible." Mokra nodded.

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

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

　　 "Well, I will win by myself, 10 magic stones." Allen took out the magic stones and handed them to the fat man.

　　 "The schoolboy seems very confident. I take care of my business in this way and will have more opportunities to cooperate in the future." The fat man narrowed his eyes with a smile and stretched out his hand to pat Alan's shoulder.

　　 "Okay, my business is over and I can start!" Allen smiled slightly and said to Mokra.

　　 The two stood in the training ground at a distance of 30 meters as the temporary referee said "Start!"

　　 The two moved instantly.

　　 Krewell casts spells while moving. After training, all combat wizards will move and cast spells. Allen cast a sharp arrow that is as light as a swallow and the speed is like an off-string, rushing towards Crewell.

　　 Krewell pointed to the magic wand in his hand, and a light green translucent mask appeared on his body, followed by another aura, and three wind element arrows flew towards Alan in an instant.

　　 There are at least two enchanted items on this Créwell, one is the staff, and the other can release arrow art. This hand can easily gain the upper hand in the beginning.

　　Allen was so fast that he ran into the arrow technique as soon as he was close, but the chip had already calculated the trajectory of the arrow, and Allen tapped the long sword in his hand to easily change the direction of the arrow technique without any reduction in speed.

After releasing the arrow technique, he was preparing for the next spell. Alan's speed continued. He had passed nearly half of the distance between his breathing. A piece of white grease in his hand was lightly tapped, and a flash of light flashed in front of Créwell. On a greasy ground, Créwell, who was moving and casting spells, did not react in time. He stepped on it, slipped, and one staggered to the ground.

　　 However, the wounding spell was intact, and a small tornado appeared around Allen the moment it fell.

　　 immediately surrounded Allen as soon as he appeared. The flame ring in Allen's hand was red, and three consecutive fireballs appeared around his body, and then burst out instantly, and the shock wave directly dispersed the tornado that had formed.

　　'S footsteps didn't stop at all, a few jumps still stood beside Créwell. The long sword in his hand had been raised high, and the bright sword light flashed and slashed at him fiercely.

　　 "Stop it!"

　　 "Be merciful!"

　　 Mokra and Clyde who stood watching the battle both shouted.

Hearing Mokra’s violent yelling, Alan still didn’t respond, and the sharp sword in his hand slashed directly without stopping, but when it pierced the wind element barrier, the blade was horizontal, and the spine of the sword slapped his chest fiercely. .

　　 After the wind elemental barrier shattered, Créwell was slow and messy before he got up. In his desperate eyes, Alan had already slapped his chest fiercely.

　　 Allen was like playing golf, and he shot Créwell far away with a single sword. Then he danced a sword flower with his right hand and waved the long sword back to his waist.

　　 Mokra had already rushed in front of Ellen and grabbed Ellen by the collar.

　　 "Did you not hear to stop you?" A pair of big eyes stared at Allen viciously.

　　 Alan moved his fingers slightly, pinching the knuckles of his hands and throwing him away.

　　 "You said you can stop by stopping your hands. Bidou changes rapidly. It's normal for you to stop your hands. Why, if you lose, you don't want to accept it and want to do it?" Allen stroked the collar and glanced at Mokla.

"you..."

"What are you? You lose, you lose. Crewell is fine. It's just a little bit of injury. Just keep it for a few days. Staying here, I'll make the final decision here." Mokra wants to continue~www .novelmt.com~ was robbed by Clyde for a while, and said directly: "Ailu did a good job. Your strength is beyond my expectation."

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

　　 There was a wailing not far away, and that Sherlock was even more constipated. Originally, if Allen won, he would be able to credit more than 20 magic stones, but Allen finally squeezed 10 yuan and didn't make a single piece, and he also lost two yuan.

　　 "Dear Mr. Sherlock, I am here to receive my bonus." Allen stood in front of the fat man with a smile on his face.

"You are smarter than me, Alan, really, you should be doing business. I think it won't be long before you will become the richest man among wizards. Are you interested in cooperating with me..." Sherlock packed up Mood, talking endlessly.

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

　　 "Okay, sir, this is your bonus and principal, but I really want to work with you, let's..." The fat man took out forty magic stones in a bit of a jealousy, and wanted to continue fighting for one.

"Okay, I see, Mr. Sherlock, if I need to, I will work with you. Okay. That's it for today. I have something else to do. Excuse me." Allen took over the forty magic stones and said perfunctorily. Turned and left.

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