In the arena, Long Aotian crossed his arms and looked down at the audience. His arrogant posture was like a dragon in the sky, looking down on all the geniuses in the world.
And his confident declaration of "one wears seven" also shocked countless people, and then became extremely excited!
"He is truly worthy of being the long-renowned number one genius..."
Even the big forces were surprised. This was an exchange competition among the top colleges in the continent. It brought together the most powerful geniuses in the world. There were many hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Maybe some unknown college would show up with someone who would astonish the audience.
A peerless genius, like Qu Zhendong from Tiancang Academy.
Even so, Long Aotian is still not afraid. Does he plan to challenge the entire Qingfeng team?
"Hmph, this Long Aotian really lives up to his name, so arrogant..."
In the genius area, the members of the Huan Yu team were also shocked by Long Aotian's words, with different expressions on their faces.
The most lively beautiful girl, Yue Xi, couldn't help but wrinkle her little nose. A trace of dissatisfaction appeared on her cute little face. She snorted coldly and whispered.
Next to her, Ye Linglong, the captain of the Fantasy Feather Team, shook his head helplessly, patted the little girl on the head, and sighed:
"He Ao has his own capital. The five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth are magic saints, and they have even merged into the five elements of magic. His magic talent is astonishing. Even if I fight with him, I have to say whether I will win or not. No.
Dare to be careless in the slightest..."
As she said this, Ye Linglong's eyes flickered a little, but in fact, that was not what she was thinking in her heart.
Judging from the information she collected, Long Aotian's strength is probably stronger than what she said, and even better than her!
After all, he is a five-line Dharma Saint. One can imagine how powerful Long Aotian's spiritual power is. Even if it is not as good as himself, the Fantasy Saint, it is not far behind.
In front of Long Aotian, the threat of his best illusion skills will inevitably decrease sharply, and it will probably be extremely difficult to even fight...
However, although she was not sure in her heart, Ye Linglong, as the captain of the Huan Yu team, naturally could not destroy her own prestige in front of the team members and boost the ambitions of others, so she said this bravely.
Seeing Yue Xi and other members of Team Huan Yu nodding in confusion, Ye Linglong sighed secretly, and her eyes suddenly fell on the purple-haired girl with a calm face on one side.
"Perhaps...only when Xin'er explodes with all his strength can he defeat Long Aotian..."
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No matter how surprised the outside world was, since Long Aotian had already entered the ring, the referee had no reason not to let him go. So after the Qingfeng team also sent a member to the stage, they did not hesitate and directly announced the start of the game.
"Falais Magic Academy versus Qingfeng Academy, the first match will be between captain Long Aotian and Qingfeng team member Wang Feng!"
"Game start!"
"boom……"
The referee gave the order, and on the No. 1 arena, Wang Feng of the Qingfeng team looked extremely solemn, and directly burst out all his magic power. His cultivation at the peak of the half-step Holy Realm swept the whole place, and rolled up the wind element between heaven and earth.
Magical and powerful.
Wang Feng's cultivation is extremely strong, and he is only one step away from reaching the realm of the Holy Realm. He has even comprehended a trace of the law of wind, and can be said to be a talent in the Holy Realm.
Normally, such cultivation would have been enough to amaze the hundreds of thousands of spectators watching the battle. Unfortunately, what he encountered today was the number one genius in Falaise.
Long Aotian crossed his arms as usual and looked calmly at Wang Feng, who was bursting with strength. He didn't even raise his eyelids and sneered at the corner of his mouth.
"Is that all there is to it? Your Xingyu Empire's magicians are really weak..."
Hearing Long Aotian's disdainful words, Wang Feng was furious. The Xingyu Empire's magic level was indeed inferior to that of the Farais Empire, the first magical country, but Wang Feng also considered himself to be very talented and was already one of the best in the empire.
He is a genius magician, and he also has a certain amount of arrogance.
Hearing Long Aotian's contemptuous words at this time, Wang Feng was immediately filled with indignation, his eyes were cold, and he secretly said:
"Even if you are Long Aotian, who is known as the number one magic genius, I still want to show you the strength of our Xingyu Empire magicians!"
Thinking like this, the wind magic in Wang Feng became more and more powerful, and he launched an attack fiercely.
"The Dance of the Ninth Level Magic Wind Blade!"
Taking out his beloved Staff of Wind, Wang Feng muttered something in his mouth, chanted for a while, and directly activated a powerful ninth-level magic.
Hundreds of huge cyan wind blades formed in the void, shooting towards Long Aotian with unrivaled sharpness.
The wind blades came overwhelmingly, Long Aotian raised his eyes slightly, and a ray of divine light passed through his dark golden pupils.
Without summoning his own staff, Long Aotian just raised his hand and pointed, and endless magic power surged instantly. The omnipresent magic power in the world instantly violently rioted, like a mighty magic tide, and the void appeared.
"Earth Shield!"
"Kill with fire!"
Without too many words or too many actions, Long Aotian just stretched out a finger and made a swipe in the void, and majestic magic power fluctuations appeared.
Amidst the loud rumbling sound, a huge dark yellow earth wall rose up from the ground. It was indestructible and stood in front of Long Aotian, blocking Wang Feng's powerful wind blade.
Moreover, almost at the same time, the sky suddenly became dense with red clouds, and a huge dark red fireball suddenly appeared, tearing apart the atmosphere and falling suddenly.
An extremely terrifying aura of destruction instantly enveloped the entire arena, and terrifying high temperatures filled the sky, making Wang Feng's mouth go dry and his face look horrified.
"Is this... forbidden spell level magic?"
Just kidding!
The corner of Wang Feng's mouth twitched, and he was complaining wildly in his heart. He could cast a forbidden spell level magic with just one finger without using a staff?
How can people like us, who can barely use the most common forbidden magic with all our strength, survive?
Seeing this powerful dark red fireball, countless people watching the game were also surprised.
An earth wall in one hand and a fireball in the other?
Both magic spells were used casually by Long Aotian, but their power was extraordinary. The earth wall's defensive power was astonishing, enough to block hundreds of wind blades without being destroyed.
Fireball is a forbidden spell-level powerful magic. This dual-purpose spellcasting method is extremely unusual, but Long Aotian is able to do it at his fingertips, which shows his confidence.
On the high platform, the superpowers also had bright eyes, looking at Long Aotian's first attack with a look of surprise on their faces.
Emperor Xingyu sat quietly on his seat and sighed:
"He is worthy of being the person with the highest talent in the Long family for thousands of years. His talent has been fully utilized by him, and he is no less powerful than any peak saint bloodline..."
The Long family's talent is unparalleled magic affinity and control, which can greatly reduce the threshold for using high-level magic and the consumption of magic power. At the same time, it can also increase the power of magic accordingly. It can be called the son of magic.
At this time, Long Aotian brought this peerless talent to the extreme. An ordinary earth wall magic was released at will, and its power was enough to block the ninth level magic, and any fireball was enough to rival the forbidden curse!
The son of magic lives up to his reputation!
Hearing that even Emperor Xingyu praised Long Aotian's talent, Emperor Falaise couldn't help but smile and said modestly:
"Haha, the Emperor is laughing. Aotian is indeed one of the greatest geniuses in the history of our Farais Empire, but he is far behind compared to the Sword God of the Star Universe Empire..."
As he said that, Emperor Falaise also glanced at the Sky Star Sword God on the side, and his tone was quite respectful.
The Sky Star Sword God slumped lazily on the seat and yawned slightly, seemingly carelessly. After hearing the words of Emperor Falaise, he sat upright, shrugged, and waved his hands indifferently.
Long Aotian was also sitting not far away, and he heard that the three great emperors seemed to be extremely satisfied with Long Aotian, and he couldn't help but feel happy and smile.
His eyes returned to the arena, facing the forbidden spell-level fireball casually cast by Long Aotian. After a brief moment of shock, Wang Feng gritted his teeth and looked resolutely.
"You have to block it no matter what!"
With this belief in mind, Wang Feng's eyes were clear, and strong winds surged around him, sweeping around him.
"The Forbidden Curse of Wind Cutting Heavenly Blade!"
With a low cry, Wang Feng suddenly raised the staff in his hand. Endless wind elemental magic poured into it from his body, and attracted all the surrounding wind elemental magic. It merged into the staff bit by bit, covering the entire staff.
In a rich blue light.
As the dark red fireball crashed down, Wang Feng gritted his teeth and reached out to release the only forbidden spell-level magic he had mastered.
"The Heaven-Severing Blade!"
A turquoise light flashed past, like a bolt of lightning, instantly breaking through the air and slashing towards the fireball.
The extremely compressed wind blade was extremely sharp, and its power was indeed terrifying. In just an instant, it leapt a hundred meters, cutting the forbidden cursed fireball released by Long Aotian into two halves, turning it into dots of fire and flying away.
"Well done!"
Below, the rest of the Qingfeng team who were nervously watching the battle couldn't help but cheer excitedly when they saw Wang Feng's attack.
Wang Feng gasped for breath. Although his face was extremely tired, it seemed that the blow just now had consumed almost all of his magic power.
But seeing the result, he still smiled.
Although it was a game that he must lose, he managed to show the majesty of Qingfeng Academy without being crushed and gained some dignity!
"Oh, it's not bad..."
Opposite him, Long Aotian's eyes flickered, and there was a hint of surprise on his proud face, but that was all.
Immediately, looking at Wang Feng who was consuming a lot of energy, Long Aotian was no longer interested in playing anymore. He stretched out his right hand and shook it in the air.
"Wow..."
On the ring, several turquoise vines suddenly sprang out from under Wang Feng's feet, wrapping him up like poisonous snakes and wrapping him tightly.
"Wood magic?"
Wang Feng, who was already consuming a lot of energy, was locked tightly by Long Aotian's instantaneous wood magic vines, unable to move at all. His face changed slightly, and then he became slumped.
He understood that he had already lost, lost to the first genius of Falaise.
"Did he also use three spells in the end?"
With just three basic spells, he captured one of the continent's top genius students. Long Aotian's strength was just the tip of the iceberg, but it had already shocked countless people.
One wears seven, it doesn't seem that difficult for him...