Thunder, dance!

The current whistled in thunder, instantly circulating the entire space, crushing all the floating dust. A terrifying magic can turn around and dance, and thunder flashed violently.

"End this meaningless battle!"

Marif roared, and lightning roared and burst into the air, and the roar of raging sounded throughout the arena.

This kind of voice shocked Helina and her fingers trembled slightly.

Is this Marif’s true strength?

To be fair, she is far from reaching!

How could such a terrifying power be able to resist by the timid and incompetent Vincent?

She closed her clear blue eyes as blue as the sky, and could no longer bear to go to the stands for the warlock.

As the welcomer of this blow, Vincent just looked at the other party and shook his head.

He was squirming about something in his mouth, and took a step forward and stretched out his palm.

When Marif rushed over with violent lightning, Vincent's eyes changed, his body moved, and his palms pressed down with force.

"Bang!"

Only a dull collision sounded, suppressing all the sounds of electric sounds!

All the lightning that contained the violent momentum disappeared.

When the warlocks in the audience looked at the arena again, they were immediately shocked by the scene in front of them.

At this moment, Vinson's palm was pressed on Marif's head, pressing him tightly to the ground. The dull sound of impact was actually a loud noise caused by Marif's back of his head hitting the ground!

And under the heavy blow, Marif was knocked unconscious here!

With his physique tempered by mana, he is more than half stronger than the one who was used to take over Tim's Frost Sword in the Black Iron Realm. In addition, he has the enhancement effect of alchemy potions and the certain immunity of his clothes to spells. This level of spell can't hurt him at all.

Immediately, Vinson moved one of his hands, grabbed Marif's neck, and threw it casually.

The nearly-like throwing of a coin made Marif's huge body fly dozens of meters away and fly straight down the ring!

In one second, the winner has been decided.

Without using any spells, just a few moves, Marif, who had great momentum, fell down like this. What a violent and powerful force!

Immediately, the whole audience became silent.

Everyone stared at Vincent, who looked calm on the stage, and remained silent. For a moment, even the sound of breathing could be clearly heard.

Helina was shocked.

She didn't know how to react to this scene, nor did she know how to evaluate this scene. She took deep breaths one after another to calm the horror in her heart, making the size of her chest even more exaggerated, and she murmured: "Oh my god..."

Seeing this scene, Hege's mouth also opened.

He didn't expect that the powerful warlock who could easily defeat Helina would have solved it so easily, which made him almost think that he had hallucinations.

Is this still a normal human?

As his thinking circled, a deep fear rose in Hege's heart.

He felt that he was so lucky that he had provoked the other party so much before, but the other party didn't fight back. If this man named Vincent really fought back, he really didn't know what he would look like.

And in the audience, Ello frowned.

He looked at the person on the stage and recalled Vincent's lip shape. He corresponded the lip shape to the two words in his mind. His face gradually became calmer and became more ugly.

"What he said was actually 'too weak'?"

In response, Pigeon chuckled on his face.

Although he expected that Vinson's strength was extremely powerful, he did not expect that he would be so strong that he would defeat the opponent in a crushing manner, giving him a surprise.

"Under this overwhelming advantage, we must strengthen the reputation of our college."

He thought to himself, his fists clenched.

The people in the audience were crazy about their thoughts and thoughts, but Vinson didn't care about this.

Shaking his head, feeling the drunkenness awakened again, he said three words lightly to the people from the Truth Academy opposite: "Next."

"Damn it!"

At this moment, the warlocks in the audience finally realized that someone had lost. An impulsive warlock roared on the stage and attacked Vinson with a violent force.

Outside the field, a warlock's wide eyes were a little sore, his eyelids closed and then opened.

After just blinking his eyelids, the warlock Feiteng's body shot down from the gladiator ring and fell heavily to the ground.

"Puchi."

Another one fell down!

The warlocks present were in an uproar!

This is the ending again!

Relying on fists alone without using any spells, this powerful strength is simply beyond people's imagination!

But the two-headed ogre magician Yit smiled faintly.

With its seventy-three-year warlock career, it feels like it is impossible to compete with warlocks. These genius warlocks in the Truth Academy want to fight him? It's really too self-righteous.

Next, just watch the show.

Yit took out a roasted deer leg from the space ring and watched while eating it, just pretending it was watching a drama.

However, in its eyes, this is much more interesting than the drama.

Ignoring the riots outside the court, Vincent still looked dull and repeated the three words again.

"Next."

After two people were defeated in a row, the people of the Truth Academy's hot head finally cooled down. After a moment of discussion, a beautiful and enchanting red-haired woman came forward, obviously giving up some unspeakable thoughts.

Walking onto the ring, the beauty was about to speak, but Vincent stopped her.

"Sorry, I never remember the names of the weak, so there is no need to speak, confirm your strength and see if you have the value to me remember."

He was not going to say anything at first, just to wipe out the other party, but the dean Pig, in the audience, kept winking at him, obviously wanting him to hit him, so he said casually.

After these words were spoken, the warlock was immediately unable to speak.

This sentence is obviously directed at what Marif said in their academy just now. I didn’t expect that they would be treated coldly for a day, and the depression in their hearts was unspeakable.

But under these words, countless Black Iron Realm warlocks present couldn't help but smile.

All the humiliating anger was exhaled.

If you are arrogant, you have to pay the price of arrogant.

The red-haired woman bit her silver teeth, obviously not believing that she would be treated like this, and was ready to speak. The next second her body had already floated up and was thrown under the ring.

The third party was defeated.

The people from Truth Academy were all solemn.

Three people have been replaced, but the other party didn't even use magic. He just sent the three people away just by just a few moves. What a terrifying power this is?

At this moment, their hearts were bitter and unspeakable.

He tried his best, but he couldn't even force the opponent's magic. This vast and boundless gap made the warlock feel the deepest despair.

For a moment, no one dared to play again.

Looking at his depressed face, Ero sighed, took steps and walked onto the ring.

Vinson glanced at him and curled his lips.

This person is the most powerful among this group of warlocks in the Truth Academy. He actually has the power of four black grids, which is indeed quite good.

pity……

The opponent of this genius is him.

"You are so strong that you are amazing."

Erro looked at him deeply. Even with his genius, he still felt helpless and powerless when facing such a strong man.

"Thank you for your compliment, but I don't think there is anything to talk about between you and me, it's time to end."

Vinson frowned slightly, and Pigeon from the audience winked at him again, signaling him to solve the problem as soon as possible. Then he blinked his fingers and threw out a golden fireball.

Looking at the fireball, Erro was a little confused.

What kind of spell is this?

Is it just a fireball?

Immediately, he was shocked and a sense of incomparable danger rose in his mind. It seemed that this fireball had an unmatched terrifying ability. It immediately became tense to the extreme, with magic power surged and spelled continuously, trying to stop the golden fireball.

But the result is already destined.

With a loud bang, his body was already wrapped in the light of the alchemy array and reached the audience.

"Is this the real strong man in the Black Iron Realm? I... I was actually defeated by a small fireball?"

Erro's heart was extremely bitter.

The genius's inner emotions were extremely complicated and could not be explained for a while, so he couldn't help but close his eyes.

His pride and confidence had been destroyed by a fireball and burned to ashes.
Chapter completed!