Water and Fire Twins Magician

Jacques pounced on William and started beating him up with his fists without regard for his life.

Although being entangled by a magician at close range was almost a death sentence, William did not intend to sit and wait for death. After being punched by Jacques several times, he concentrated all his magic power into his palm and slammed it hard on the ground.

A powerful turbulence technique was used, and sand and rocks flew everywhere, and the strong wind hit Jacques hard. William obviously wanted to use this trick to throw Jacques off him.

But Jacques's ability to withstand blows and willpower were amazing. He would rather take the pain of the turbulence and hold on to William. So the two of them were pushed by the turbulence and rolled up, but they did not roll down, but strangely rolled up the mountain.

Before they knew it, the two men had rolled out of the woods and were suddenly in front of them, a flat field. Jacques still did not let William go, and every time he was on top, he would punch William with both fists, and William had no way to avoid it.

When William turned over, he knew that his punching power was no match for Jacques, so he simply used both hands to release turbulence techniques and smashed towards Jacques.

As the two men fought, gravel and blood flew everywhere. The turbulence that had caused them to tumble had long since dissipated, but the two men continued to fight each other for six or seven rounds in the middle of the flat ground.

After all, William was not that strong, and Jacques gradually gained the upper hand, and William was beaten more and more under him. William couldn't help but wonder how long this fight of mutual destruction would last? At the same time, he secretly complained about his own experience.

He shouted to Jacques: "Stop! This fight is meaningless!"

But how could Jacques stop?

"Didn't you say you wanted to fight to the death? Come on! Let's see who will be killed first!" As he spoke, fists rained down on William.

"Don't push me too far!" William was so furious that he gritted his teeth and cast a tornado between the two of them!

Jacques was instantly blown away by the wind wall and flew a long way before falling to the ground, with his clothes on his chest torn to pieces.

The spellcaster William was even worse off than him, because he was lying on the ground, taking most of the power of the tornado. The injuries he suffered were even more serious than Jacques, and his clothes were torn to pieces.

Both sides suffer.

Jacques held his breath and stood up, but immediately felt dizzy and took several steps back before he could stand firm. He supported himself on his knees and coughed for a long time.

William couldn't even get up. He held on to the ground and tried twice but fell down again.

Jacques finally stopped coughing, stood up and looked around, and found that he had reached the top of the mountain and was standing on a flat open space. He was surrounded by people from the Ministry of Wind Magic brought by William, and outside them were onlookers who kept coming.

At this time, the top of the mountain was pitch black, with only a little clear moonlight.

Behind William, on the edge of the cliff, the dishevelled Beatrice and Phil were still being held hostage. As long as someone around them gave them a slight push, they would fall off the cliff.

One of his companions tried to help William up, but he pushed him away: "Don't touch me! The outcome is still undecided!"

"William, that's enough. If you continue fighting, I'll fight you tomorrow..." the man advised.

"Shut up!" William took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and stood up: "You guys are satisfied with what you've seen, right? But I haven't had enough! Jacques, you think so too, right?"

"William, do you really want to die?" Jacques' tone was calm, but his whole body exuded a terrifying murderous intent.

Without saying a word, the two of them rushed towards each other and started another bloody fight. However, the two of them had already exhausted their magic power and were exhausted. No one thought this was a fight between two new kings. Instead, it was more like a street fight between two hooligans. However, the two of them fought with every blow, without holding back. The audience watched with great interest and cheered for both sides.

Why do both have supporters?

Because since someone didn't know when, the truth of the incident has gradually spread, and now the only one who is still kept in the dark is that person.