I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

"You won't be able to hold out for long with this trick..." Richter was able to break free from the freezing soon.

He raised his hand and was about to cast a spell just as he broke free.

But Richter noticed that a huge amount of magic fluctuations appeared in the sky.

A huge water ball appeared above his head.

It was as if all the water in the sky was drained away, almost enough to fill a small pond.

Richter looked surprised.

"Now I understand." Lavigne said.

"Why are you afraid of water control magic." She smiled and looked at Richter opposite.

"Because it is the overwhelming mass attack of matter you mentioned."

The huge amount of water above Richter was enough to submerge a small forest.

In the air, Connie used flying magic to remind him: "Lavigne, don't let him escape."

Before she finished speaking, Lavigne used ice magic on Richter's legs to freeze his legs.

"Water control magic!"

Konnie was in the sky, like a dragon, slapping the huge amount of water like a huge wave, attacking the opponent!

Below, Richter couldn't move, "Where can I escape?"

Faced with such a large amount of water, Richter only used defensive magic in front of him to protect half of his body.

But defensive magic is like a fragile eggshell in front of such a large amount of water, which will break at the slightest touch.

Richter watched the huge amount of water rushing over and about to drown him, "That's why I hate water."

'Boom--! '

[What a calm brother. ]

[You still struggled symbolically. ]

[Kisame is waving. ]

[Don't think too much, so much water, the quality alone can crush him. ]

A large amount of sea water was slapped down from the protruding plane in the sky.

Flillian raised her head and covered her eyes, trotting to the side quickly.

Lavigne looked bored, letting the rain hit her hair. She and Connie, who was hugging her knees, sat quietly on the ground.

The two of them were quietly soaked in the rain.

Fulilian ran over from behind with a smile on her face.

She took back her half-moon staff, "It seems you won."

The two noticed Fulilian's arrival and turned to look at her.

[Both of them were soaked, only Fulilian was dry. What kind of strange magic is this? ]

[Oh, right! Bird! Where's the bird! ? ]

"Leave here quickly." Fulilian reminded the two in a gentle tone, "There are still two hours before sunset."

"Can you hide your magic before then?"

Lavigne slumped on the ground, leaning back to support her body with her arms, "My magic is all used up, what can I hide?"

Connie also turned to look at Lavigne.

Fulilian understood, "I see, you did a good job."

Then Fulilian reached out and touched the hair of the two little ones.

"Hahaha." Connie couldn't help laughing.

Lavigne turned her head, with a hint of embarrassment in her tone, "Don't touch it."

'Boom...'

The water rushed to the front of Duncan and Raofen, and the water rushed over, leaving one person behind.

Richter lay on the ground and said muffledly: "Sorry."

The camera switched to the top.

Richter's back was just stuck under Duncan's legs.

There were puddles around the three people.

"No way, I can't blame you." Duncan said.

The rain fell, and everyone was wet.

In the sky, a huge white owl monster flew across the sky.

"Duncan and I have used up our magic power." Richter's tone was strained.

He squatted on the ground, trying to untie the golden magic restraints that bound the two people.

Richter stood up, but he found that he couldn't untie it.

"Two hours left, it's over." Richter gave up and squatted beside Duncan.

Duncan groaned.

"Raofen, can you untie this binding magic?"

Richter turned to look at Duncan.

"Just kidding." Raofen found it difficult, "The magic of this binding is amazing."

Duncan turned to look at Raofen, "Then break the tree."

Hearing.

A white magic light illuminated the forest.

'Crack--'

"Boom--!"

A tall tree fell to the side.

The liberated Raofen stretched his hands and sighed.

On the side, Duncan patted the water off his body.

Richter turned around, "Duncan."

"It's over."

Laofen turned around and explained his situation, "I don't have the remaining magic power to use the speed movement magic."

Duncan said, "Richter, Laofen."

"What do you think the court magician will do at this time?"

The two looked at Duncan, and Duncan paused.

"To be uglyStruggle to the end."

Duncan continued to walk forward.

"Let's follow the traces of the battle and find other teams."

[Muscle Old Duncan is online!]

[Duncan: Who said that magicians can't use fists.]

[You deserve respect even if you fail!]

[No, this is extremely elegant, sir!]

In the cave.

"Firen, you." Yubel complained in a dissatisfied tone, "It's really boring."

Yubel twisted the water on her green hair.

She shook the water on her head, and many water droplets fell from her hair. Yubel looked forward: "Really only use basic magic."

Firen squatted on the ground, holding wood in his hand, and was preparing firewood for the bonfire with Lant.

"If you have any opinions, please find Ms. Fulilian." Feiren spoke quietly.

Yubel heard it, looked aside and thought: "So, that elf is your master. "

She looked outside the cave, the rain was getting heavier.

"We were soaked to the skin because of her."

"You have to teach her a lesson." Yubel stood leaning against the stone in the cave and looked at Philen, speaking casually.

Philen used magic to light the wood in his hand.

"That's what I meant."

[Fufu: Nervous.]

[It's over, Fufu is going to be scolded again.]

[Fufu: =w=]

The firewood burned.

Philen said to Yubel: "And she only restricted combat magic."

Yubel remembered, "So that's it."

"You also used bird-catching magic."

She looked at Philen, "What other magic do you know?"

Philen lowered his head and thought, "Let me think..."

"Clothes perspective magic..."

The next second, Yubel hid deeper in the cave and squatted on the ground, hugging himself with his arms and looking at Philen with a vigilant face.

"I can't use it. "Philen spoke.

Lant, who was standing by, also looked back.

"Well, I'm sorry to interrupt your chat." Lant said, "But don't reveal too many cards."

"After all, we are enemies when the second round of tests begins."

Lant couldn't help but remind the two.

[Fei Lun's clothes perspective magic, is it a trump card? Eh??]

[Coach, I need this magic!]

[Please teach me this magic!]

[Trumpet - Clothing perspective magic!]

Yubel's eyes became interested, "Well... indeed."

"Sorry."

Philen didn't care.

"But I think." Yubel looked at Lant, "Glasses boy, you can blend in a little more."

Lant didn't speak.

On the other side.

Two men squatted under the protruding hillside to avoid the rain, holding a birdcage with a meteorite bird in their arms.

"Found it." Duncan's voice sounded, "The eliminated team."