Godly Alchemist

Ren and Mark stared at each other, no one shot first, listening to the messy shouts and cheers below, they were also frightened. This is much more spectacular than the harvest festival in Shuguang Town, and they all come to see me. My high-profile moment is coming so soon ... The more excited Rennes thinks, the more he looks at Mark, the more It was about to get his ears, and Mark was only looking hairy.

Couldn't this guy be mentally ill, Mark thought. He didn't know that although Ren looked at him, his thoughts hadn't known where he had flown.

"Now that we're on stage, how can we bet a little bit? Otherwise, what's the point of winning," Rain said with a smile.

"Okay, but too little I don't gamble with you, it's not enough for me to sweat a bit." Mark said indifferently.

"Give you a chance, and bet as much as you want." Just as he agreed with Ryan, the bigger the bet, the better. It is impossible for him to lose anyway.

"Then how about 200 grades of spar? Do you have it?" Mark didn't think Renen could have so many spar, it was not a small number for himself. He just scared Ren and waited for Ren to say No, then he despised him for a moment and made him shameful.

"Okay, no problem." Rennes said indifferently.

"Don't brag, there will be no spar," Mark frowned.

"How dare I brag in front of so many people. Or can you not get these?" Rain said, pretending to be honest.

"Hum! Come on."

This will be even more noisy below. At a glance, Rennes was speechless, much stronger than me, really an expert! I saw that Lyman had no idea where to find a table to place a bet there.

"The suicide of Rennes against Mark biting the dog, who can win is unknown, come and bet." Lehman greeted everyone. A lot of people gathered around to see the excitement.

"I bet down on Spar for 10 wins."

"I bet 20 on Rennes to win."

... "... I press Lyman."

Even James and Ajax joined the betting line.

Mark pulled out his magic wand from his space bag, then slowly backed away from Rennes.

The following people saw that one of them actually had a magic wand, and immediately there were more people who beat Mark.

Mark silently sang a fireball spell, and a fireball slowly formed in front of him. Watching the warlock apprentice's duel actually appeared a first-level spell, the following suddenly calmed down, most of them held their breath, afraid that they would miss something. The warlock apprentices did not have a duel on the battlefield before, but most of them rely on physical attacks, and I heard that these two apprentices have been in the college for a few days, which is very unusual.

Ryan watched Mark sing a spell, but he didn't mean to stop it. He still looked at Mark with a smile. Mark is wondering if he is not mentally ill. A wave of magic wand fire ball is like Ren hit, but Mark is still unskilled in controlling the fire ball. The fire ball is not straight, but parabolic hit like Ren. Rain stepped back slightly to avoid the fireball.

The audience below is not happy anymore. It's too bluffing. The thunder and rain are small. Can this fireball hit people?

Mark also felt quite shameless, and before he was ready for the next fireball to come out, Rennes suddenly threw a dark thing at him. It's a rag again, bluffing, he didn't care, just dodging towards the side. But this time it's not a rag, but a thunderbolt made by Rennes. Rennes came out today and brought a few habitually.

There was a blast of explosion, and Mark was almost blown out of the ring. The black smoke was rolling on the ring. When Mark stood up, his hair was lumpy and his face was dark and dark.

"You can't use bombs, you can't use other offensive items on the ring." Mark said badly.

"Whoever stipulates that you cannot use other items, then your wand is not an offensive item. My thunderbolt is made by myself. Why can't I use it?" Reyn retorted.

"You ..." Mark was so speechless that he did not stipulate that magic items could not be used.

"Okay, come on. I'll be serious this time." Mark wiped his face and said angrily.

This time Mark also exerted his full strength, and the speed of gathering fireballs was significantly faster. After a while, I saw thunderbolts and fireballs flying wildly. Ren and Mark were attacking each other while avoiding. There was no skill at all. It was as if two children were fighting with stones and flying. The only difference was these stones. Effect is stronger. The fireball fell to the ground and some flames and sparks scattered around, and the thunderbolt fell to the ground with black smoke and sparks. All those around the ring were stricken. Some scattered Mars collapsed, and some clothes were burned with holes.

Seeing the bustling students stepping back quickly, they wanted to stay a little further away from the platform, for fear that someone would miss and throw thunderbolts or fireballs below the platform.

"Boom ~ boom ~ boom" kept coming. Rennes ran out of thunderbolts only a moment later, but Mark's fireball could still be fired, Ren had to dodge left and right. And the curve was close to Mark, and Mark also found this. He released the fireball and retreated backward, but his fireball control really did not work. Only the parabolic attack, as long as the opponent wanted to dodge, it was difficult to hit.

Seeing that he couldn't hit the opponent, Mark was anxious not to release the fireball, and rushed up with his wand, apparently preparing to use the wand as a stick. The audience below laughed. I've seen warlocks who use magic wands to cast spells. They've seen melee, but they've never seen melee with a wand.

James's nose was crooked. My magic wand, even though it was given to Mark, was also distressed. After all, he used it for a long time, and it was very valuable. Mark had been scolded in his heart.

Mark raised his wand against Rain's head and it was an upright split, as if not using a wand but a long knife. Ryan didn't dodge, relying on his physical strength, punched like a wand. Just click ‘click’ and the wand is broken into two. Mark is stunned, this guy is really so strong ... how can this fight?

Before waiting for Mark to retreat, Ryan immediately stepped forward and hit Mark's chest. He pushed Mark directly out of the platform and flew to the crowd. Everyone gave way tacitly, and Mark fell directly to the ground !! Whoops! Screaming.

Rennes didn't use his full strength. Even if he sealed the devil's body, his body is now very strong. If he tried his best, Mark would at least be seriously injured.

"How did you serve it? Don't be fooled if you lose it!" Rain slumped.

Mark is now dying of chest pain. He fell down from the ring and fell down enough. He has lost and has no face to face. He took the spar from the storage bag and threw it on the ring.