Versatile Mage's Water System Supreme

Chapter 258 Zhao Manyan got high

"Ka!"

Zhao Manyan was stunned and pointed at himself. The disbelieving expression on his face seemed to be asking Lu Yilin, is there nothing wrong with you?

If you want me to fight with a turtle shell mage, isn't this just bullying?

Lu Yilin's decision made Mu Tingying's eyes light up after she had been depressed all night. Yes, she had entered a misunderstanding.

Why must she challenge Mu Ningxue when she enters the main selection? She can also choose the weakest young master who came in through connections.

"Captain, I also want to fight Zhao Manyan." Mu Tingying quickly stood up and said to Hua Yu.

Hua Yu and Mo Fan smiled at Zhao Manyan. It seemed that Old Zhao was being treated as a soft persimmon.

"I protest!" Seeing that the number of people challenging him suddenly became two, Zhao Manyan quickly raised his hands, his eyes full of resentment.

"The protest is invalid, Lao Zhao, I think you have to prove your strength." Hua Yu said with a smile.

Lu Yilin looked at Zhao Manyan with contempt, as if he was sure of victory. His appearance naturally caught Zhao Manyan's eyes.

Okay, okay, if you want to fight, then come.

"Come out here, Mr. Lu, and your Grandpa Zhao will give you a good showdown today."

Soon, Hua Yu and others found a place for the two of them to compete, a magic training ground. Zhao Manyan and Lu Yilin stood looking at each other.

"Who do you think will win?" Jiang Yu asked.

"Before the experience, I would definitely think that Lu Yilin would win. After all, he knows high-level magic. But now after this period of experience, I would be more biased towards Lao Zhao winning." Lu Feng expressed his opinion.

"Don't worry, not many people can break Lao Zhao's turtle shell." Hua Yu smiled.

Both of their minor majors are only at the elementary level and have basically no effect. Now it depends on the role of their major and minor majors in the magic system.

The competition between the two men on the field started quickly. Lu Yilin took the lead and flew directly and continuously towards Zhao Manyan.

Zhao Manyan was completely unafraid and stood still, relying on the dual defenses of Shuiyu and Guangyou to withstand Lu Yilin's attack.

At first, Zhao Manyan was a little nervous, but as he continued to attack, he suddenly realized that Lu Yilin was not good at it either. This level of attack was far inferior to that of Hua Yu and Mo Fan.

Lu Yilin obviously also discovered that his primary and intermediate magic didn't seem to work on Zhao Manyan at all.

Both of them have just learned high-level magic, and they are neither very fast at releasing high-level magic. In a one-on-one situation, as long as the other party does not intend to use high-level magic, the other party will basically have no time to release it.

"Made, if you can, fight me head-on." Lu Yilin scolded.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked at Lu Yilin in a funny way. This guy looks pretty good, but his brain is not very good.

Isn't it a joke to ask a defensive mage to give up his defense and fight you openly?

"Don't talk nonsense, come and break my shield if you can." Zhao Manyan raised his middle finger to Lu Yilin and looked down upon him.

Facing Zhao Manyan's ridicule, Lu Yilin was furious and prepared to release his high-level fire magic.

Star maps appeared continuously around his body, each one made up of seven star tracks connected together.

Although the process of drawing the star map and constructing the constellations was a bit slow, Lu Yilin still had a solid foundation and was describing it bit by bit.

It won't be long before he can release the high-level fire magic Sky Flame Funeral.

The fourth picture.

The fifth picture.

The sixth picture.

The first six star maps have been completed, and only the last one is left to build a constellation. Lu Yilin's face has begun to look happy.

Zhao Manyan stood opposite him, watching him quietly. He didn't take action until Lu Yilin began to draw the seventh star map.        "Surge."

A huge wave appeared out of thin air and headed towards Lu Yilin.

Lu Yilin's movements while depicting were abruptly interrupted, and he used his secondary earth cultivation system in a panic. He used the ground wave to move and escaped from the violent wave.

"I'll go, Lao Zhao is so despicable." Mo Fan said.

"This is not despicable. The main reason is that there is something wrong with Lu Yilin's brain. Why does he think that the other party will give him the opportunity to release high-level magic?" Jiang Shaoxu said with a smile.

In the following battle, as long as Lu Yilin stopped to release high-level magic, Zhao Manyan would unleash a violent wave on him. The rest of the time, he would huddle in his turtle shell and watch Lu Yilin perform.

The back-and-forth battle continued like this for a whole day.

Mo Fan looked almost sleepy and said, "These two have been fighting for a whole day!!"

Jiang Yudu yawned and said, "They should have finished using all their magic equipment. Now it's up to us to see who has more magic power."

Hearing this, Mo Fan and Hua Yu laughed out loud at the same time.

As the two people who know Lao Zhao best in the team, others don't know how many magic tools he has on him. How can they not know?

Being able to knock out all the magic tools on Lao Zhao's body was considered to be quite capable for Lu Yilin.

"Captain, Mo Fan, why are you two laughing?" Jiang Yu asked in confusion.

"It's nothing, you'll know after you read it." Hua Yu didn't explain, and kept it secret.

After persisting for a while, Lu Yilin finally stopped releasing magic. At this time, he was already out of breath. He held his knees with both hands and looked at Zhao Manyan opposite with a look of complaint.

Damn it, I have never seen a mage who can handle it like this.

"Hey, hey, Mr. Lu, come again, what's wrong? You must be tired from the beating, oh, you are too weak." Zhao Manyan shook his blond hair, took out a mirror, and smoothed it with his hands own hairstyle.

"you"

"Forget it, forget it, if you don't come over, then I'll come find you." Zhao Manyan put away the mirror and looked at Lu Yilin with a smile.

Just when Lu Yilin was about to reply with a few words, how could you, a defense mage, come here, but the scene in front of him made him shut up obediently.

I saw the ten rings on Zhao Manyan's hand emitting a dazzling metallic light under the light.

The armored magic tools, the walking magic tools, the magic slaying tools in each hand, and the winged magic tools were all replaced with new ones that had never appeared in this game.

"I'll go, you're such a rich man." Jiang Yu cursed.

"He must have almost thirty magic tools on his body." Mu Nujiao said in surprise.

"Thirty pieces? I don't know, it should be more."

"Little Lu Lu, grandpa is here." Zhao Manyan chuckled, showing a somewhat lewd smile.

Lu Yilin, who was already exhausted and had all his magic equipment beaten, looked at the two machetes in Zhao Manyan's hands and stepped back.

"No, no, no, I surrender."

"At the end of the game, Zhao Manyan won, and Lu Yilin served as the substitute." Hua Yu announced the result of the game.

"Come on, come on, who's next? Aren't the little girls from the Mu family going to fight your Grandpa Zhao? Come up here."

(End of this chapter)