Chronicles of Ryan the Wizard Chapter 60: Gambling (2)
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Peter has a deeper understanding of Farasi’s casting speed. Now he no longer dared to cast magic casually. Instead, he focused on Farasi in order to use his fastest speed for effective defense. . And Falasi's complexion was calm, as if she was actually chanting the "flame burning" magic spell like a person was practicing on the target.
The biggest feature of the line attack is to maximize its own advantages, so that the rhythm of the entire battle is always controlled by one's own side, and in the process, the opponent is exhausted to cope, and finally seizes the opponent's flaws and sends out a fatal One blow to achieve the final victory.
Because one's own side has been on the offensive, the other party has to defend, so that one's own attack will become smoother, while the other party's hands are chaotic and unable to counterattack. Since the opponent can't fight back, then his own safety is guaranteed, which also saves himself the time to release the protective magic and put all his strength into the offense, which in turn makes his own offensive more fierce. When one trades and the other grows, the advantage is transformed into a victory, and one's own side will naturally win the final victory.
Of course, not everyone can use this method of combat, because if you want to keep attacking and force the opponent to have to defend, you must have a very fast casting speed. If you are casting a spell at the same time as the enemy, If other people's magic has already flown in front of you and your own side has not been completed, then you will lose the basis for adopting this method of combat.
In addition to this, the magical power released must also be large enough. If it can't seriously threaten the opponent, how can it force the opponent to defend it? Of course, there must be sufficient mana. The entire attack is done in one go. If the mana is suddenly exhausted in the middle of the process, it is better to fight attrition with the opponent slowly.
With Falasi’s current strength, although she is still a junior magician in level, her strength can compete with an intermediate magician. Now Falasi’s opponent, Peter, is just a junior magician. In terms of strength, Fa Lasi stabilizes the opponent. Under such circumstances, it was a refreshing thing for Faras to use the line-style attack. She stood leisurely at one end of the field, chanting magic spells with ease, and threw out one magic after another.
Peter, who was across from Farah, was already sweating profusely. This was not because of tiredness, but because of the invisible pressure that Farah had put on him. Due to Faras’s magic suppression, he now has not enough time to use his own power to release the protective magic, so he can only use the magic items he carries. However, the quality of Peter's magic items can only be regarded as average, and it is impossible to use unlimitedly. The ruby inlaid on the ring on the finger had long been broken due to the exhaustion of mana, and the sapphire jewelry hanging from the waist also appeared multiple cracks.
At this point, even those who don’t understand magic know that Peter’s failure is only a matter of time, and Peter, who is in the center of the venue, knows this very well. Of course he cannot accept such a fact. When he appeared again in the Mochizuki City Magic Guild, Peter's heart was cut by the pointing comments behind him. He suddenly roared, gave up his protection, and took out a few magic scrolls from his arms. , And tear them all apart.
It is naturally faster to tear the magic scrolls than normal casting, so Peter's three scrolls were successfully released. In an instant, several different colors enveloped Peter, and the colors complemented each other, which is also beautiful. Falasi glanced with her eyes and immediately recognized that the red halo was the "protective flame" magic, and the brown layer tightly covering the surface of Peter's body was the "stone skin technique", and the innermost group was looming. The purple color is a magic shield.
Faras laughed blankly. She knew that this type of protective magic scroll must be used by Peter to deal with emergencies, but it was a bit funny that the other party used it here. The "Stoneskin" magic was originally a protection. It's almost meaningless to fight in close combat with a magician. Peter couldn't take much care of it here, so he just tore it open. It seemed that the Peter magician had knocked his head out.
At this time, Farath's magic had been shot, and a ball of flames burned on Peter with a "poof", but it was absorbed by Peter's protective flame, and it did not cause any harm to Peter. After Falasi released the magic, she immediately changed her voice and chanted the magic spell of Frostbolt. Two seconds later, the blue ice magic flew out of Falasi's fingertips and flew towards Peter.
Peter is desperate at this time. He knows that once he continues to defend, he will only fail. No matter what, Peter can't lose the game, so he can only take a risk. Seeing that the ice magic released by Farasi was getting closer and closer to him, Peter turned his heart and chanted the magic spell of fireball at full speed. At this time, Peter could only pin his hopes on his own protection. The magic is up, if he can't survive this, then he will lose, but if Peter can successfully release the fireball, then there may be a chance of reversal.
"Humph!" Peter snorted, his chest was hit by Farasi's Frost Bolt. Fortunately, his Austrian "magic shield" absorbed the part of the "Frost Bolt" magic. Injury, this prevented him from being beaten into a coma on the spot, but the fireball that Peter was preparing was also interrupted.
"Damn it!" Peter cursed secretly. He didn't dare to lose time, and chanted another magic spell of fireball, but because he was hit by the Frost Bolt magic, although the injury was not serious, but this The chill contained in ice magic invaded Peter's body. Peter was trembling constantly while chanting magic spells. In this state, how could Peter, who is just a junior magician, be able to cast the spell smoothly?
"Ah!" Peter's fireball spell only chanted one-half of the spell, and he was immediately hit by Farras's second Frostbolt magic, and Peter persistently started casting fireball magic again. However, his hands and feet were already numb from the cold, and the speed of casting the spell was even slower and messed up. When his magic spells less than a quarter of the magic spell, a hot ball of fire whizzed towards him. Come here.
"Boom!" A violent explosion sounded, accompanied by hot flames and billowing smoke. Peter was already frozen stiff. He stood in place, watching the large group of flames eagerly. I swallowed it in.
"No!" Herman's voice sounded off the court. He saw his companion being swept in by Farah's fireball technique and rushed into the field desperately, while Farah casually released a flame. Burning magic stopped Herman.
Herman raised his hands, and a protective flame magic enveloped himself in, thus avoiding being injured by Farasi's magic. After such a delay, Farasi said: "Why, a hit If you don’t win, just two come together? I remember just saying that people who enter the game will be sentenced to lose. I don’t know how the game will win or lose?"
"Asshole, wait, I will avenge Peter!" Herman remembered that the rules of the game had been announced in public. If he blatantly didn't abide by it, his reputation would be discredited, so he said cruelly: " We lose this game, priest, priest, hurry up and save people!"
The five priests who had been waiting outside the field walked in together. They waited a while at the edge of the field. After the flames and smoke of the Fireball technique had dissipated, they changed everything. The pitch-black Peter was shrouded in the center, and the five people shot together, reciting a large chapter in praise of the God of Light. Soon, the five priests each completed a healing magic, and these 5 magics immediately wrapped Peter in it.
It took a while before the light of the healing magic faded away. After the treatment, Peter regained his consciousness. He lay weakly on the ground, looking at Herman standing in front of him, using a faint The voice said: "I'm sorry, I..."
"Needless to say, I will avenge you!" Herman categorically shouted: "Faras, I will not let you go!"
Faras doesn’t care what others say. Her body and mind are already overwhelmed by the joy of defeating her opponent. She returned to Ryan’s side outside the field with ease, and said in an excited tone: “It’s so simple, just It seems to be doing a game, and there is no tension at all. It is a pity that I did not have this level in the Royal Tournament, otherwise I can lead the team to the top three without Ryan."
"The God of Wisdom is here!" Harry and the others immediately surrounded him. The five people opened their mouths and talked in surprise. They were all happy for Falas's victory. Harry said with excitement, "Too Great, Senior Sister Ferras, what I worry about the most is your game. Waiting for Elendo and Ryan to play, we will definitely win, so that we will win 3-0."
Falas was very happy at first, but when she heard Harry’s words, she said suddenly: "Harry, what? Listening to your tone, I didn't expect me to win at all, did you?"
Faras’s words made Harry’s cold sweat flow out, but he had seen Falas go wild at the Royal Academy of Magic in the Imperial Capital. In order to appease Falas, Harry quickly said: “No, it’s not. Falas Sister, you know that I can’t speak. What I meant just now, what I meant, in fact, is because I was too excited, so I spoke incoherently."
Faras looked at Harry with a frustrated look, and laughed out loud. She said to Harry, "Okay, I was kidding you, don't be scared like this."
Harry wiped the sweat from his forehead in relief, and said with a long voice, "No, no, how can I be afraid? I am high and happy."
Ryan watched Falasi’s sulking anger, so scared that Harry didn’t know what he was talking about. He smiled in his heart. He was about to speak when he heard Herman’s roar in the middle of the venue: "Go ahead now. In the second game, I’m going to send you to **** by myself!” Ryan looked at Ellendor, and the latter said, “It’s been a long time since I’ve been active. Why don’t I do some sports?
Ryan's mouth turned up slightly, and he nodded at Ellendo, agreeing, and Falasi also clenched fists with both hands and said to Ellendo: "Don't be merciful, you have to teach them severely. These. Only in this way can a guy learn to respect others."