After two or five steps, Zhao Mai defeated the attack of the offensive team, hung them one by one on the vines, and tied them up in large ties. Then he asked the tree statues to stand up and took steps to chase those who had left the team.

"Mike, you don't score, why bother us contestants?" This is what other wizards want to know the most: "Are you not afraid of disrupting the order of the competition like this..."

"What are you afraid of?" Zhao Mai interrupted him: "Every move I have made is within the rules of the game. What can I disturb? If you are not satisfied, you can appeal to the Atlantis Game Organizing Committee. By the way, don't forget to add a: include the Forgotten Spell in the Black Magic. If this one can pass, I will let you go and let you score."

"What if it doesn't work?" asked the wizard.

"I will keep washing your memories until the end of the game." Zhao Mai shook his wand: "If you try to escape, you must not be caught by me. Because once you escape, I will wash away some of my memories. I have a formula here, and you can see if I calculate it correctly. The first escape is the most profitable thing. If I catch you for the fourth time, all your memories in this life will be gone. Of course, the most troublesome thing is that every time you catch your memories will be washed away, so you don't know how you were caught last time. It's very likely that you will make the previous mistake the second time."

"This is not how the forgetting spell is used, it is used to protect the wizard. How can you use it like this!"

Zhao Mai didn't say anything, but just waved his wand, "All forgetfulness is empty!" He was extremely accurate in controlling this magic and washed away the wizard's memory for three seconds. So the wizard shouted affectionately: "The Forgetful Spell is not used like this, it is used to protect the wizard. How can you use it like this!"

The wand was waving again, and the curse of forgetting everything was hit. The wizard forgot to shout slogans and shouted again along the inertia of thinking. This scene continued to happen in front of all the audience, and a young and promising wizard was regarded as a plaything.

All of this is within the so-called rules. Wizards always use forgetfulness to treat ordinary people who have no ability to resist, and this time they truly felt a pain. Zhao Mai kept using forgetfulness to a wizard to wash away his memories, but he could not wash away his deeper fear and hatred towards Zhao Mai. At first, he was still shouting, "It is wrong for you to use the forgetfulness like this." Later, there was only irrational insults left.

This is the world of wizards and Muggles. There is no communication, and only one uses magic to eliminate memories on the other hand. The party who uses the spell thinks everything is fine, but the party who is used does not know what happened, and only the deeper and deeper fear in his heart. Zhao Mai frequently uses the forgetting spell in a short period of time to show this process to all the wizards in Atlantis.

"Oh, it seems that I have caught up with some people. I'll catch them up to accompany you now." Zhao Mai said to the wizard tied on the tree: "I know you still have plans to escape in your heart. Let's do this. I'll ask you to see what my 50% strength looks like. You can evaluate it."

Zhao Mai stood up, moved his limbs, and then jumped down from the head of the giant statue. Instead of landing freely, he accelerated downwards and hit the ground like a rocket. The huge impact sound and smoke had not yet spread, Zhao Mai had already rushed out, and the light of the magic wand continued to flash.

After using the cell organs of the ghost spacecraft to evolve themselves, Zhao Mai's overall combat ability has been improved. The weakest physical fitness in the past can no longer limit his other abilities. In the past, he could only rely on gaze calculations to avoid the muzzle, but now he can really dodge bullets directly. The new senses formed by the supernatural powers are much more effective than the five senses in the past at high speed, and the more powerful energy supply of cells in the body also pushes up the reaction rate of the brain and nervous system.

The wizards who were hanging in the air watched a good show that they could not understand at all. They did see the flashing lights in the smoke and dust, but they could not see Mike. In less than half a minute, the smoke and dust began to dissipate, and Mike was still standing alone.

The other wizards lay on the ground in various positions, their eyes turned pale and their expressions were dull. At a glance, they knew that they had been hit by the Forgotten Spoken. The giant tree statue stopped, hung many vines, rolled up the wizards on the ground, and took them to a high place, and locked them up with other contestants.

Zhao Mai did not come up, but sniffed around in the air with his nose. "Ah, there are still people hiding, come out quickly, there is a smell of natto on you."

There was no response. Zhao Mai smiled and said, "Well, the psychological quality is good, but being discovered means being discovered. Pretending to not admit it does not mean you can ignore the facts."

He picked up a piece of mud from the ground and kicked it out. The mud was controlled by the supernatural powers and flew towards a thick tree. Just as he was about to hit the trunk, a ray of light flashed obliquely, slashing in the middle of the mud.

Then the mud was divided into two pieces, one on the left and one on the right, and it was stuck on the man's face.

It was clearly done with remote control of the mind, Zhao Mai insisted on raising his palm and saying things that hit people's confidence: "That knife is fine, the angle and strength are good, but it is still lacking in wrist handling. You should shake your wrist in an instant and knock the mud away. After all, the mud is soft, not as hard as a bow or arrow or bullet."

"Baga!"

Zhao Mai applauded and said, "I knew today was my lucky day. Just when I didn't know who to beat me, there was always a suitable person jumping out. After thinking about it, I didn't have any psychological burden to beat you. Tell me who belongs to Shandong?"

"I don't know, that's not something we have to endure...the wizard is concerned about." The wizard holding a short blade was talking while pinching his hand gestures, and it seemed that he was about to attack him.

"You don't know? How can you not know?" Zhao Mai raised his left hand and pressed down hard. With him as the center, the cold wind spread in all directions, and all matter within ten meters was frozen. The Japanese contestant was jumping behind Zhao Mai with escape technique to prepare for a sneak attack, but was frozen. His body could still move, but his clothes and boots had been fixed in shape.

Zhao Mai turned around and smiled and said to the popsicle, "Hey, I know this is the same thing again, it's boring to fight. I beat you in all respects, and you have nothing to jump around. Come on, tell me: they are all from China."

"Baga!" The ninja's chest bulged, and a ball of flame poured out of his lungs, gathered in his mouth, and spit out in the air. Zhao Mai jumped to the side, avoided the flames on the front, and knocked his head with a magic wand: "All forgetting is empty!"

It is worthy of being a tortured and trained person, and his will is stronger than ordinary wizards. The effect of the forgetting spell is not obvious. The man is just a little drowsy and has not really been washed away from his memory. Zhao Mai laughed twice, twisting his wand with his two fingers, just like knocking on a wooden fish: "A forget is empty, one forget is empty, and one forget is empty..."
Chapter completed!