This guy is very difficult to deal with!

It's not just An who thinks like this, Zhu Xianbi is comfortable on the surface, but in fact, he is secretly surprised in his heart.

Among the information he collected, An Yizhi was characterized by a huge amount of magic power, and the combat method was mainly based on fire suppression. Initially, the tactic he specified was to use his ever-changing characteristics to drain An Yizhi's magic as much as possible, but when he looked at An Yizhi's face.

Although he was a little out of breath, there was no cold sweat caused by excessive mana consumption, which meant that the series of strong attacks just now was not worth mentioning for the total amount of mana of An Yizhi.

What a terrible amount of mana!

Generally, mage-type players are about to gasp into a dog when they release a C-level skill, and some middle- and upper-level players are already the limit when they release B-level skills, but even if you don't look at the previous E~D-level skills, the consumption of these three spells alone is enough to make an ordinary mage-type player run out of mana.

And it's not just about the total amount of mana.

Both sides are experienced in battles, no one is a novice in battle, if it's just a huge magic power, then it should be cherished and used.

At this stage, it is still a temptation, there is no need to launch a total, An Yizhi uses spells so regardless of consumption, there must be a dependence.

For example, mana recovery is incredibly fast!

It's tricky......

As the saying goes, a mage without magic is not as good as a dog, but a mage with too much magic to use up and has a powerful firepower to cover it......

As the battle continued, the level of threat to each side deepened and increased.

Zhu Xianbi had never seen the firepower so fierce that it was like fighting against a mage with unlimited magic power above level 50, and An Yizhi had never seen a player who could hold out for so long in his spell rainstorm, and the other party didn't even fight back!

The mana is not as good as mine, but the skill is much better than mine?

If he didn't fight against An Yizhi, it means that the total amount of magic power of the other party is not as good as An Yizhi, and in the face of almost unlimited magic power, he must use it sparingly as much as possible.

But in terms of skills, An Yizhi has long relied on a huge amount of magic power to push flat, and the training in skills has long been lost, and it is not so easy to win the Zhuxian pen for a while.

Let alone......

This guy has reservations!

Both sides secretly said in their hearts at the same time, and at the same time saw that the other party did not exert their all.

The battle attracted most of the audience, especially those who were dissatisfied with Ann's high number of skeletons and advanced to the next level, and when they saw the magic unleashed as if they didn't want money, they had to give in.

The top 100 in the combat power ranking are really all monsters!

"Icepick!"

An ice pick shot out, turning into countless tiny ice needles in flight, attacking the Zhuxian Pen in a covering way.

"Writing: Hot!"

As soon as the word 'hot' came out, a high temperature suddenly appeared in front of Zhu Xian's pen, and even the air was distorted, and the ice needle turned into a little droplet. No harm was done.

Now An Yizhi's physical strength is still about half of it, and the situation of Zhu Xian's pen is unknown, but since he is also a mage-type player, even if his physique is higher than An Yizhi, it will not be high there, and dodging consumes more physical strength than casting spells, and the physical strength of both sides should be about the same.

"It's almost time to get serious, this kind of temptation is a bit tired"

"As Mr. An said, I also feel a little tired"

Spectator: "......"

Nima, is it just a temptation to fight so fiercely?

Not to mention how the audience outside the arena feels, Zhu Xianbi agrees with An Yizhi's statement, which means that he finally intends to show some of his strength, and at the same time, he has also collected enough information about An Yizhi, it's time to start fighting back!

"Writing: Flame!"

A large number of red clouds floated around the pen of Zhu Xian, and he turned his pen and continued to write:

"Dragon!"

Red Cloud turned into a hovering five-clawed fire dragon, baring its teeth and roaring at An.

"Dismantle!"

[Warning: Your spell removal has failed and the effect is invalid]

Day!

When the skill of disarming magic rarely succeeds in An Yizhi's hands, is his luck so bad?

But now is not the time to study whether he has been abandoned by the goddess of luck, the shadow sculpting magic ball lights up with a rich black light:

"Shadow Sculptor: Deep Freeze!"

The fire dragon from the shop froze for a moment, and a layer of frost gradually appeared from the head, and in the next second, the frost spread to the fire dragon's body.

An Yizhi actually froze the flames!

The fire dragon, which had turned into a large ice lump, fell to the ground, shattered and covered with ice ballast.

Zhu Xianbi was not surprised, he didn't think that the fire dragon could hurt An Yizhi, and the wolf pen in his hand didn't stop:

"Up"

Ice ballast rose out of thin air and struck like hail.

"Do you use my spells in reverse?"

I have to admit a clever sentence, but An Yizhi will not admit defeat easily, with a movement of his left palm, Bigby's talisman palm blocks the hail, and at the same time the right hand holding the staff pushes out:

"Bigby Punch!"

"Spell Nullification Enchantment!"

Finally forced the immortal pen to use skills other than word magic.,But the spell is invalid The enchantment is a B-level spell.,He can be immune to all spell attacks from C and below.。

The appearance of the spell invalidation enchantment had to make An Yizhi disperse the prepared scorching rays, and in such a short time, Zhu Xianbi launched an offensive again:

"Writing: Sand!"

An Yizhi felt a softness under his feet, and the originally solid ground turned into quicksand, not only was it a problem to move, but An Yizhi himself was still slowly sinking.

"Vortex!"

The quicksand turned into a whirlpool like pulling out the bathtub plug, and the powerful suction directly engulfed the sand into An Yizhi's chest.

"Ava Black Tentacles!"

Grabbing the tentacles that appeared out of thin air, An Yizhi would not be swallowed by the quicksand for the time being, but he couldn't cast the spell now, because he was holding the staff with his right hand and the tentacles with his left hand.

Temporarily sealing the spell casting ability is the intention of the Zhu Xian pen, An Yizhi's spell casting ability is too strong, not only fast but also explosive attack power, but the spell casting requires both hands, and both hands can't be used, even if the spell casting ability is strong, it can only be passively beaten!

Zhu Xianbi pulled out the sword at his waist and quickly wrote a word on the spine of the sword with a wolf hair.

"Writing: Long!"

The sword swished quickly and lengthened, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at An Yizhi's throat, which was a few points faster than an arrow.

The sword that can be hung on the waist by the Zhuxian pen is definitely not an ordinary product, the tip of the sword is cold, and you can feel the piercing killing intent before you reach your body.

- When!

At the last moment, An Yi pointed out the dragon's hand, and blocked the tip of the sword with the void hugging the big shield.

However, the additional kinetic energy on the tip of the sword is extremely strong, even if the dragon's hand has 8 points of strength, the defense of the void holding the big shield is extremely high, and when resisting the tip of the sword, An Yizhi also feels the numbness of his arm, if he is stabbed, it will be properly cold and his heart will fly.

"Writing: Tarzan Heavy"

Three words!

An Yizhi has considered the effect of word magic, the spell of one word is about equivalent to the power of C~D level, and the power of two words is equivalent to C~B level, so three words......

At least it's equivalent to the effect of B-rank skills!

The moment the words were printed on the sword, the sword was as heavy as Mount Tai as written by the pen of Zhu Xian, and An Yizhi felt that it was not a sword that pressed on the void hugging the big shield, but a mountain.

The Ai Vahei tentacles couldn't bear such a large weight, and with the sound of the cloth tearing, Qi Root broke, and quickly let the other tentacles pull An Yizhi together, so that he was not immediately smashed into the ground by the sword.

However, this is not a long-term solution, the weight of the shield is getting heavier and heavier, and the time that the black tentacles of Ava Black has only won is a moment!

The heart flashed straight, and An Yizhi touched the spine of the sword with the hand of the other dragon:

"Shadow Sculptor: Lightning Touch!"

A dazzling flash of lightning followed the sword towards the Immortal Pen, and the metal's excellent electrical conductivity made the super-upgraded version of the Electric Claw Technique doubly effective.

It was too late for Zhu Xianbi to give up the long sword at this time, how fast the lightning was, he felt a numb palm, and then couldn't help but let go of the hand holding the sword, which had been scorched black by electric shock.

Contact spells are usually very powerful, but mages are rarely used when they play hand-to-hand combat, which is almost equal to death. An Yizhi is also in a hurry, and he really can't think of this way in normal times.

Without the master's grip, the long sword quickly shortened, and it would be the original size, and An Yizhi also took the opportunity to use the dragon's wings and the help of the black tentacles of Ava to get out of the quicksand.

In this round of confrontation, it was the turn of the Zhuxian pen to suffer, but it was not a big problem, a soft white light appeared at the beginning of his palm injury, it should be some kind of healing spell, and it took effect quickly, when An Yizhi just stabilized the figure set up by the dragon's wings, the other party had already picked up the sword again.

"Writing: Fall!"

An Yizhi felt a powerful force pressing on him, and the already unskilled Dragon Wing directly lost control, and An Yizhi immediately withdrew it when he saw this, avoiding directly hitting the ground with his face.

"Featherfall"

"Writing: Broken! Collapse! ”

There was an unsettling murmur overhead, and when he looked up, a terrible crack appeared in the stone ceiling, and then a large number of tons of stones fell, and An Yizhi was still in the effect of the feather fall technique, unable to dodge.

Bigby's talisman palm is a little farther away, it's too late to rush back, the book of shields is still on CD, and low-level defensive spells such as Round Light Shield + Armor Ring alone can't stop such a heavy rock.

The most preferred option is the Force Wall Technique, but the Force Wall Technique can only be used once, and there is no time to recharge it before the next match.

Use it now?

An Yizhi hesitated for a moment, but decided to keep it for the time being.

A shot of almost absolute defensive force wall is almost equivalent to a life, and if it can be kept, it will be kept.

"Bigby Punch!"

The Stance Fist blasted from the bottom to the top, and it was impossible to break the rocks, but it could distort the falling trajectory of the rocks, and those fine stones could be ignored, and the defenses such as advanced mage armor and shield skills on his body were enough to deal with.

Less than three meters from the ground, An Yizhi has a feather falling technique, so the falling speed is much slower than the rock, and the stones fall to the ground one step ahead of him, and then the Zhuxian pen writes again:

"Gather!"

The stones on the ground swirled and gradually merged, as if trying to trap Ann's fingers.

And Ann himself didn't have time to care about his feet, he had to concentrate on dealing with the falling rocks above his head with his Bigby punch.

"Lock!"

The stones are squeezed together and turned into a cage of stones.

"Suppression!"

The scattered rocks merge into one, like a tomb. Then Zhu Xianbi wrote the last paragraph:

"Melt! Fire! Ablaze! ”

The inside of the stone cage is like the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun, and the heat of thousands of degrees is enough to wipe out all organic matter.