The old gangster held his chin and smacked the shell for a long time. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that David was unfathomable.
The "Flame Knife" he kicked out with his right foot was clearly shot at a special angle. It relied on an extremely large flight arc to create visual illusions for all bystanders, and then used an excellent magic attack to hit the target unexpectedly.
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High-level mages all have the ability to "lock their gaze". How easy is it to avoid the interception magic launched by the dragon?
Moreover, after this "flaming knife" cut off Prince Moore's gem crown, it immediately disappeared without any accidental injury to other elf guards. The control of elemental mana is simply wonderful! This is too difficult! What mage can do his best?
It can be done, but reducing the power of the spell to this level is really awesome!
This little "flame knife", Tunzhi has exerted its strength, angle, arc, and speed to an almost perfect state!
"Is this the strength of a natural fire mage?" Liu Zhensha scratched his head and turned to look at Beckham. He felt sad as he looked at it. Human beings are human beings, and there will never be a shortage of talents!
Xiaobei bowed to the boss and smiled tall and straight.
If handsomeness could kill people, Liu Zhenshao would definitely be cut to pieces by a thousand cuts right now.
Prince Moore was surrounded by the crowd by his personal guards. He kept rubbing his head and was sweating profusely behind his back.
The eight drow matrons moved quite quickly, and they had already summoned hell stalkers, clawed monsters and other deep-sea demons to protect themselves.
The scare just now was really scary, and this "flaming knife" is really tricky!
The tree shepherd elder was still gesturing quietly and muttering long and obscure spells in a low voice. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but take a closer look at Beckham.
"David, when will I take the time to help you find a beautiful woman to be your secretary and help you with laundry and cooking?" Liu Zhenshao raised his eyebrows at the leader of his mage group. He knew that Beckham had not yet
Many magicians are like this when it comes to marrying a wife. They spend their whole lives studying magic and deal with all other personal matters simply.
Liu Zhancheng has decided to keep this magic prodigy in a tight circle. He is like a hen. Whether it is Beamon or Feilengcui, he will be needed to cultivate countless magic successors in the future.
Beckham's face turned red and he was very shy.
Prince Benitez on the tower finally came to his senses at this time. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Liu Zhensha, then nodded towards Beckham with a smile.
His Royal Highness performed very well, and this elegant demeanor allowed him to save face.
"We fallen elves also have magicians. If you are interested, Richard, I might as well call one of them to compete with you, the magician." His Royal Highness continued to laugh.
Liu Zhancheng turned his head and looked at David. The leader of Feilengcui Mage Group shrugged his shoulders indifferently.
A Moore mage riding a blood baby immediately flew into the sky, his eyes threatening to eat Beckham alive.
"I am 'Wimbledon' Sullivan!" The blood mage had twenty-five blood-colored light balls surrounding his neck, swimming around in a disorderly manner, and he was quite polite.
"Wimbledon" means "Dana" in the Elvish language. In layman's terms, it means a leader. Moore only has forty-two senior mages, and this one is undoubtedly the leader.
"I am David Beckham, the first leader of Feilengcui's mage group." The handsome mage nodded gracefully, saluted his opponent, then raised his foot, and a "flaming knife" appeared again.
Instant magic!
Aegean mages are restricted by extremely strict, even cruel, elemental laws. They can cast a specific trainee-level spell instantly without chanting. At the very least, they need a senior professional title, and they must go through long-term practice to do it - and
Similarly, Zhan Song's single control aura is also restricted by this elemental law.
David's move is equivalent to revealing his trade union title from the side.
The spinning "flame knife" made a quick circle in the air, throwing out a beautiful arc with brilliant tail flames.
Master Sullivan's blood baby was obviously hatched from the egg of a wind-based flying monster. When he opened his mouth, a red and white "wind arrow" appeared, hoping to intercept the "flaming knife".
Just like before, the "Wind Arrow" had clearly captured the trajectory of the "Flame Knife", but because it was unable to learn that tricky flight arc, it missed the target by eight feet.
After all, blood magic is a magic that is known for its speed, and Master Sullivan didn't know how to prepare for it. A "varied blood arrow" followed and came forward.
The "Flaming Knife" and the "Colorful Blood Arrow" passed between the electric light and flint, first shredding the "Light Ball Shield", and then a huge spark exploded on the face.
As for Master Sullivan's "bloody arrow", God knows where it went.
Everyone who watched this showdown was shocked.
The "light ball shield" of a senior blood mage can at least withstand an attack from a spell of the same level. How could it be defeated by a trainee-level magic?
Master Sullivan let out a painful cry, and hit the ground with a green onion from the blood baby's back.
His originally thick and gorgeous long hair was completely wrapped in flames, burning rapidly and vigorously. A kind of "hissing" sound unique to burning hair could be heard endlessly. The whole person was like a burning candle end, rapidly
Falling to the ground.
Fortunately, the blood baby glided in time and hugged Master Sullivan again. It seemed that the blood baby was ready to fight for Beckham, but Ge Duanen suddenly opened his mouth, scaring the blood baby into despair again.
retreated into the distance.
The handsome leader of the Feilengcui Mage Group twisted his waist and waved his hands again, raised his leg and kicked out an indigo "flame knife". The surging blue tail flame drew a giant arc like an arena runway in the sky.
After going around a large circle, he magically hit the spire of the twin towers, the tallest building in Lucerne.
This twin tower is a law-breaking school. There is an iron branch standing on the highest top. On the iron branch stands an imposing iron rooster. It turns when the wind blows. The indigo "flaming knife" passes by silently.
, not only cut off most of the iron rooster's body, but also continued to soar high into the sky, turning into a cloud of blurry and exploding blue stardust.
Eyeballs were bouncing all over the place.
The distance from this handsome mage to the twin towers in the city is at least more than four thousand yards! If you include that his "flaming knife" still has a length to fly forward after cutting off the iron rooster, it is estimated that it is only more than five thousand yards.
Quite a few!
Magic range is the most intuitive way to evaluate a mage's union title. Five thousand yards, what is this concept?
Among the seven professional union titles of magicians, from magic apprentice to senior mage, all have a bonus of 500 yards. Only when the iron threshold of magician is reached, the range bonus will become irregular. However, it is recognized by the Pan-Continent magic community.
The most important thing is that the range of the magician is at least 3,000 yards, while the range of the magister is at least 4,500 yards! As for the holy level, that is not to mention.
This is also the reason why high-level mages are so scary. They can attack you arbitrarily when they are far away from the battlefield! However, magic range is almost useless for single-target attack spells. After all, they are too far away and their gaze locking is basically useless.
It doesn't work. It's simply incredible that someone like Beckham, even though he's five thousand yards away, can hit his target so accurately!
Could he be a great mage? How could there be such a young mage?
Everyone's brain is like a wheat field cultivated by farmers, with countless messy thoughts crisscrossing it.
This "flaming knife" even made all the black dragons in hell raise their scales!
Liu Zhancheng also opened his mouth wide and could not close it for a long time.
It turns out that this is Beckham’s true strength!
The fire element condensed in this "Flame Knife" is so strong that even Liu Zhenshao is secretly shocked! Although it is not as high as Katyusha's elemental condensation, it is definitely more than that of Mo Mo who has taken "Blue Blood Pill".
The degree of elemental condensation!
Magic with extremely high purity will be useless no matter how hard you study and practice it the day after tomorrow. This is absolutely Tianbin!
The penetrating power of this spell is often amazing, and it is especially good at penetrating magic defenses.
"It's just a coincidence! Generally speaking, with such a long distance, my 'Flame Knife' can only hit 30% of the target ten times." Beckham shrugged to his boss humbly.
"Xiao Bei!" Liu Zhenzhen looked at his mage leader with gleaming eyes, and lowered his voice and said, "Since you are a mage, you should be able to summon the forbidden spell, right?"
"Boss, I'm not a magician! I don't have a trade union title at all! Since I was a child, my mentor has only allowed me to practice the 'Flame Knife' day and night and never allowed me to learn other fire magic! As for the forbidden spell, originally I
There is a "Red Luo Prison Sea Scroll" but before coming here, the mentor asked me to take it back." Beckham said with a bitter smile.
"Ah?" Liu Zhenzhen's eyes widened.
Old Liu didn't expect that Master Stefano would go to such an extreme. As a great wizard, he only practiced one fire magic. He actually asked his apprentice to practice only "one" magic since he was a child? Just a flame knife?
"My mentor said: Simple and direct magic is the most effective magic! He didn't let me learn other fire magic because he was afraid that I would be distracted." Beckham saw the Lord's question and laughed.
: "Boss, I am born with a fire constitution. I can shoot the bow with my left and right feet at the same time, and it is also instant! In terms of shooting range, I found that arc magic attacks can greatly increase the shooting range, and can also avoid the opponent's interception, and use my feet
It seems more convenient to launch it than by hand! I figured these out!"
"day!"
Liu was shocked and suddenly enlightened!
Another brand new way to use magic!
Since meeting Master Puskas, Liu Zhenshao has gradually realized a whole new world of magic - it turns out that the use of magic and magic pets are completely different! Level is not a weight that restricts strength. If low-level spells are used appropriately,
Use it to exert powerful lethality!
Master Puskas is good at taking advantage of the timing of his attacks. In Kalimantan, he used just one crappy magic to make his opponent take a deep breath of carbon dioxide at the moment he started breathing in, triggering a magical backlash!
Beckham uses angles and arcs, and also uses a crappy magic to adopt a magical flying posture based on the theory of twisted dynamics. It can not only achieve an ultra-long range of shooting, but also make it impossible for the opponent to intercept it, so that he can hit it with one hit!
This guy is so awesome! He’s so young! Oh my God! I found a treasure! Liu Zhen couldn’t help but feel a little proud.
At the same time, he also felt that he had created a brand new method of using magic - setting all magic as a shield, resisting the opponent's attack, and then rushing up and stabbing the opponent to death!
"I told you before! I came with the spear and olive branch of the Feileng Cui warrior. Please don't let the olive branch slip from my palm! If you insult me, you must pay the corresponding price!"
Lord Feilengcui's confident voice once again shocked the Elf City: "I'll ask you one last time, will you pay or not?"
Until this moment, Prince Moore was still dumbfounded, looking up at Beckham blankly, immersed in the huge shock brought by the super "flaming knife", until he was pushed by a drow matron on the arm, and he woke up in horror
change.
"What do you mean?" Liu Zhenzhan looked at the twelve time-telling wrist wheels on his wrists and frowned: "Do you want to give these two aerial platforms or not? Is there anyone out of breath? If so, just give me a refreshing word.
!Damn it, I’m already impatient!”
"Impossible!" A drow matron was extremely angry: "Absolutely impossible! I don't believe that you, a mere lord, dare to really start a war with our three million fallen people!"
"Very good!" Liu Zhenhan said with a ferocious smile on his face: "That's great!"
A Moorish warrior wearing fish scale armor and holding a three-leaf blade ran over with small steps, leaned in and whispered something into His Highness the Prince's ear, and His Highness Benitez's expression suddenly changed.
The drow matrons also came over and asked a few questions, and their faces turned pale.
The city of Lucerne suddenly showed signs of a large flow of people and noise, and it was as chaotic as a large vegetable market.
"Did eight more dragons come to the underground world?" Liu Zhencheng looked at the two fallen high-level officials and laughed evilly: "I forgot to tell you that I am the current messenger of the dragon. Damn it! Are you still playing with dragons with me? Okay now.
Now, I have exiled half of the Golden Dragon clan to the underground world. These big guys will have no food in the future, and I will be embarrassed if I eat you!"