"Bang!" Plato staggered back a few steps, his right hand holding the sword trembling slightly, and the numbness of the lightning made his arm temporarily lose consciousness.
Chris chuckled, this idiot doesn't know that metal is conductive.
At the same time, the knights onlookers exclaimed: "Oh my god, when did the third young master become a magician?"
"That's a thunder and lightning spell."
As the captain of the guard, Sam possesses the strength of a fourth-level knight. He frowned and said, "No, the third young master is still a knight."
As if to confirm Sam's words, the green sword held by Chris was wrapped with silver fighting spirit.
With good speed, Chris had already rushed in front of Plato and chopped off his head with the green sword.
At this moment, Plato has not yet recovered from the paralysis caused by the thunder and lightning spell. He quickly instilled fighting energy into his right arm to eliminate the discomfort, and at the same time raised the sword high above his head.
"Cang!" The two long swords touched together, sparks flying.
And Chris's powerful power surprised Plato.
Is this really the power possessed by a first-order magic warrior?
Chris's attack did not stop. He pointed his wand forward, and little bits of fire gathered at the top, forming a red fireball.
"Not good!" Plato exclaimed, and he quickly lowered his head. The next moment, a blazing fireball flew rapidly over his head, singeing several strands of hair.
Then, he quickly jumped back a few steps and distanced himself from Chris.
"As expected of a second-level knight." Chris shook his head and sighed. If it were a first-level knight here, he might be directly hit by the fireball spell and the battle would be over.
In the first confrontation, it seemed that Chris had the upper hand, but he knew very well that he had the upper hand, and coupled with Plato's contempt, he took advantage.
And when Plato faced this battle, it was hard to say what the outcome would be.
Brent looked shocked. He had seen his brother's strength, both magic and fighting spirit, and he was so skillful in connecting them.
Moreover, the first battle actually caused a huge loss to a second-level knight.
Is this really the cowardly Chris from before?
The knights who were watching the battle opened their mouths in surprise and were able to stuff an egg into them.
"It's my turn!" Plato gritted his teeth and said sternly. He stepped hard with his feet and his body flew towards him like a cannonball.
"Wind Blade!" Chris pointed his wand forward and produced a spinning wind blade.
Plato's speed did not slow down, and he slashed forward with his long sword, scattering the flying wind blades. He said angrily: "The strength of the second-level knight cannot be compensated by your little tricks that are not on the stage. Take the move.
Come on, Chris!"
The long sword, carrying fighting spirit, rushed towards the eyes. The cold storm blew against the person's cheeks and hurt him.
Chris raised the green sword and clashed it with Plato.
At this time, he also felt the power of the second-level knight, standing in front of him like a mountain, unshakable.
Plato's body remained motionless, but Chris was shocked and took three or four steps back.
Even after eating dragon meat, there is still a big gap in strength compared to the second-level peak knights.
Plato's attacks came one after another, and the long sword was swung so tightly that Chris was exhausted and kept retreating.
"As expected of a second-level knight, his combat effectiveness is still so strong."
"Yes, although the third young master is a first-level magic warrior, he is still no match for a second-level knight."
"Guess how long it will take for the Third Young Master to be defeated?"
Chris has taken more than a dozen steps, each step leaving deep footprints on the ground.
"Is this all you have?" Plato's mocking voice echoed in his ears.
"Of course not!" Chris roared angrily, the whirlwind wrapped around the flames, forming a blazing tornado, "Magic, flame vortex!"
The high temperature caused the surrounding air to become distorted, and the red tornado swept toward Plato with a scorching heat wave.
"Oh my god, he actually released magic with two properties!" Linda, who was watching the battle from a distance, covered Cherry's little mouth and exclaimed.
As a magician, she naturally knows the difficulty of dual-attribute magic.
This requires extremely high control over the two elements. Once the elements are accidentally imbalanced, it may even backfire on you.
It was precisely because Linda was unable to master this that she specialized in single-attribute plant magic.
Plato also felt the power of the flame vortex. He stepped back repeatedly, drew a sword flower with his long sword, fighting energy swarmed out, and the silver light shined brightly.
"Fighting skill, Blade Storm!" The sword energy spun in front of Plato, like a silver storm.
The next moment, the flame vortex and the blade storm collided together, flames flew everywhere, and the nearest Plato was enveloped in it.
After more than ten seconds, the storm slowly dissipated, revealing Plato's slightly embarrassed figure.
His hair was curly, and the clothes he wore had large burnt black marks.
The whole place was silent.
"Hahaha!" At this time, Plato laughed wildly, "Chris, I admit that you are indeed talented, but now I have found your weakness."
Chris's heart shivered and he had a bad feeling.
Plato took a deep breath and released his fighting spirit to wrap around the sword. He held the sword with both hands and rushed over again.
The long sword was chopped off on the head, and Chris blocked it with a horizontal sword. Then he felt the powerful force coming from his head and his body sank down.
Plato then sheathed his sword and turned into a crosscut, still holding the sword with both hands.
Chris quickly blocked the green sword vertically, and with a "clang" sound, the opponent's powerful impact made him stagger back a few steps, and his arms went numb for a while.
Chris holds the sword with one hand, and is much weaker than Plato who holds the sword with both hands.
Just as the other party said, he did find a way to deal with himself.
If Chris gave up his wand and used his hands instead, then the fighting style would be a battle between knights.
A first-level knight versus a second-level knight is still a loser.
Under Plato's fierce offensive, Chris once again fell into a disadvantage.
He complained endlessly, and it seemed that he would make the Dragon Tooth Sword as soon as possible.
The magical dragon tooth sword can also release magic, so you can give up the wand.
"It seems that the third young master is going to lose."
"Being able to persist for so long under the attack of the second-level peak knight is enough to be proud of."
Plato's heavy blow made Chris stagger a few steps and almost fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Plato raised his foot and kicked Chris.
Chris put his right arm across his body to block, but the strong force still caused him to somersault several times and fall to the ground.
"Hmph, a first-level magic warrior is nothing more than that." Plato curled his lips with a disdainful expression.
"Really?" Chris raised his head, looked directly into Plato's eyes, and said word by word, "Dragon form!"