Water and Fire Twins Magician

Fei'er and Mei, who were fighting fiercely on the same battlefield, were also shocked by the powerful aura exuded by Pullens and stopped their actions at the same time.

"I didn't expect... I thought that after Jacques defeated the giant ape's phantom, the battle was almost certain to be won, and I just had to defeat this little secretary... It turns out that the opponent's strength is not yet known. Can Jacques withstand it?" Fei'er thought.

"You don't have to worry about your accomplices. Take care of yourself first." Mei saw through Fei'er's thoughts at a glance.

"why?"

"It is impossible for Lord Puruns to lose to an opponent below the Sanctuary. He is invincible."

"Hmph." Fei'er just smiled contemptuously.

"What are you laughing at?" Mei was a little surprised.

"Who is the unbeatable one below the Saint Realm? It's not a matter of words. It all depends on the result of this battle." Fei'er stopped being distracted and stared at Mei firmly: "To us, you are just the occasional, ignorant little stones blocking the road. We can kick you away with just one kick."

"Oh? Really?" Meixian waved her hand and used wind magic. A huge broken wall next to her rose up from the ground. She yelled again, and the huge broken wall fell straight towards Fei'er.

"Since you are so capable, just kick it away." Mei chuckled.

Fei'er did not answer, but just raised the corners of her mouth slightly and concentrated all the magic power in her body on her right foot.

Did she really intend to kick away this broken wall that was four or five times bigger than her?

"Fight...fighting? Impossible!" Mei's scream was immediately drowned out by the loud noise of the broken wall exploding.

On the other side of the battlefield, Prance roared and rushed towards Jacques like a cannonball.

He was wrapped in a thick layer of pale yellow Dou Qi armor. The Dou Qi that made up the armor looked extremely unstable, like a violent storm wrapped around his whole body.

From Jacques's perspective, Purance was like a meteorite falling from the sky. Although it was still some distance away, the wind pressure was strong enough to scratch Jacques' skin.

Jacques was about to cast magic to disrupt the opponent's flight path, but suddenly found that his hands were out of control. To be more precise, the opponent's wind pressure made it difficult for him to even lift his hands!

"I'm enveloped by his wind pressure! Such a domineering fighting spirit!" Jacques suddenly felt that he was completely suppressed by this wind pressure, as if he couldn't even take a step.

"Don't waste magic power! Concentrate all your fighting spirit and break through this pressure!" Gandalf roared.

Jacques gritted his teeth, thinking that if he wanted to dodge the attack from Pruns, he would have to use Firefly Dance again. But when he concentrated his mind and activated his magic power, he found that the magic power he had accumulated was not enough to activate Firefly Dance again.

Firefly Dance is an eighth-level magic, and the magic power and mental power consumed in casting it are extremely high. In addition, in order to achieve a surprise victory, Jacques not only cast Firefly Dance, but also condensed the eighth-level fighting spirit at the same time. This huge consumption in a short period of time almost exhausted his abundant magic power and mental power, and it took a while for him to recover to the best state.

"You must use it! Otherwise, your life will be in danger!" Gandalf also became panicked.

"Let's take a chance! Drink!" Jacques made up his mind and retracted all the armor that protected his body. The amazing wind pressure from Pruns immediately cut several cuts on Jacques' face and arms.

After no longer having to do two things at once, Jacques used all his magic power, and Firefly Dance was finally successfully activated. He immediately felt himself freed from the feeling of being unable to move just now, and immediately took steps like a firefly dance, narrowly avoiding the thunder-like impact of Puruns.

"Use Firefly Dance twice in a row?" Pruns was a little surprised. He was currently in a highly focused fighting state and would not easily disrupt his offensive rhythm because of his opponent's actions.

The domineering collision did not cause huge damage to the earth as expected, but only blew up a lot of sand and soil. Because the impact force was not transmitted to the ground, but was somehow changed by Prans into horizontal movement like gliding, and the impact force continued to chase Jacques.

"With this kind of speed and momentum, he can even cleverly unload the force and change the direction! He is indeed a wind-type expert, and he is very skilled in utilizing his fighting spirit!" Gandalf couldn't help but praise.

With the amazing wind pressure, Prans was like a man with sharp blades all over his body, and he quickly caught up with Jacques.

"Where are you running to!" Pruns screamed like a wild animal, raising his fist and punching the enemy in front of him. But every time he could only brush the corner of Jacques' clothes or the tip of his hair.

"Ahahahaha! My Dancing Fireflies is not something that a savage with an empty head like you can decipher!" Jacques also imitated Purance's wild howling, although he did not imitate him very well, the effect was achieved.

As expected, Pullens really didn't like being questioned about his intelligence. When he heard Jacques say that he had an empty head, his face turned red and his expression became even more distorted.

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!" Prance increased his speed and strength once again, and the terrifying giant fist swung like a storm, leaving people no chance to breathe. But for some reason, every time he was about to hit Jacques hard, he always ended up passing by him, or just touching a little fur, and could not really hit Jacques.

Depressed! Very depressed!

The seemingly weak but actually erratic trajectory of fireflies is impossible to control. If you want to catch fireflies, the ones in flight are the most difficult to catch, and you must find those that are resting on the grass leaves.

But how can we make Jacques stop now?

Of course, Firefly Dance has a time limit. This eighth-level magic consumes a lot of energy, and basically no one can release it continuously for more than three minutes, and the chance of firing it immediately after the magic ends is almost zero. In other words, when Jacques slows down, his trajectory will become easier to capture, and then the initiative will fall into the hands of Pruns.

"It all depends on who gets the last word first!" Jacques and Prens thought at the same time.

Jacques believed that Pullens's thunderous pursuit would certainly not be able to last too long, and any moves that sought explosive power would be impossible.

Especially when Pruns went from a top-speed downward collision to a horizontal sprint, there was not even a gap for breathing in between. Jacques didn't believe he could keep it up.

However, with this charge, Purance may have thrown more than a hundred punches so far, but his momentum is still strong and he shows no sign of stopping. In fact, his punching power is still increasing.

And Pruns's face became more beastly, his eyes fixed on Jacques who was right in front of him. Every time he threw a punch in the air, his depression accumulated a little more, as if he was about to explode at any time.

"Pruns's concentration seems a little too strong..." Jacques said meaningfully.

"Your observation is correct. Go ahead," said Gandalf.