This porcelain doll has a gloomy expression. When Xiahe doves away, it bows deeply to the audience.

"You can see that this is a variant of earth element magic, involving fire element, water element, wind element, and shape-shaping technique. Perhaps it cannot replace me as a spellcaster, but in a battle, this porcelain doll used me to activate a magic cannon, an epic magic cannon. If I did it myself, I might not see everyone now."

"Professor Asra, why is that?" asked an instructor sitting on the edge of the stage.

"Because the base of that magic cannon is temporary, controlling the backlash of attacks. Even if it is only part of it, it is not something that I could afford at the level at that time."

The eight people in charge of questioning could not continue to ask.

Because being able to withstand the backlash means that the porcelain doll has life characteristics, otherwise the backlash will fall on Asra and will not be fully borne by the porcelain doll.

"Do you know? I can last an hour." The porcelain puppet spoke. This was the magic of sound turning, but under Xia He's control, it seemed that the porcelain puppet was really talking.

"But if I apply some other magic to me, my time of existence will continue to increase. Professor Asra, please help me." Ci Ou asked Xiahedao.

"Okay." Xia He, a god armor, fell on the porcelain doll.

"Now, my life has been three hours. On me, it is a metal magic, a variant of earth-attribute magic. Professor Asra brought it out. Just a simple additional state allows me to have three times the life. Professor Asra, what else can you do?" The porcelain puppet turned sideways and looked at Xia He.

"To be simple is the soul-giving, allowing you to have some signs of life and use some simple magic." Xia He said, and a ray of light shot out from his hand and fell on the porcelain doll.

The porcelain puppet immediately became agile, turned around on the spot, and said in an amazement: "Oh my God, I feel like I'm alive! Asra, is there any?"

In the palm of Xiahe, the lightning surged, turning into a lightning spear, which suddenly pierced into the heart of the porcelain puppet.

Ciwu looked in disbelief. He covered his chest and slowly knelt on the ground, saying, "Asra, why, why did you kill me?"

"Just shorten your life, you can still have more than ten seconds of your life, if I don't..."

Xia He said, and released another recovery skill to the porcelain puppet - Asra's wish.

The porcelain memo released the wound he was covering and looked down. The hole in his chest was pulled inward by the spear of destruction, slowly closing. The wound soon disappeared.

"Asra, it's so magical. Are you a priest?"

"If you dare to insult me ​​like this..." Lightning lit up in Xia He's palm again, and the porcelain doll retreated in horror. The laughter burst out from the audience and couldn't stop at all.

Everyone knows that porcelain dolls are not life, everything is directed and acted by Asra.

However, the performance of this porcelain doll is far superior to Anderson's Fire Snake. The eight people on Xiahe were both amused and crying. Asra used the charm technique, which was not the key. The key was that he was too good at acting. He mastered the atmosphere of the entire Hall Nine, and Anderson had no chance to turn around.

"Mr. Asra, I was wrong. Please let me go!"

In the palm of Xiahe, lightning was flying, and dozens of thumb-sized balls flew out, bounced around the porcelain puppet. In the ball of light, the arc flashed, forming a small grid. The porcelain puppet was hit by the arc, its body twitched, twisted, and danced wildly on the stage.

"I was wrong! I was wrong! I shouldn't have treated you..." The porcelain doll screamed, and his voice resounded throughout Hall 9.

Anderson's face was already even more purple than eggplant. Asra was mocking him, the problem was that he thought this performance was really funny.

Xia He took two steps forward, made a quiet gesture, and said, "Once upon a time, I heard a charlatan say that punishment is forgiveness. However, this is a fart-fucking word. My punishment is to shut it up."

Before he finished speaking, the electric arc that exploded among the dozens of light balls suddenly became thicker and emitted a loud thunder sound.

The porcelain doll was silently shattered under the attack of the electric arc and turned into dust piled on the ground.

Xia He waved his hand, and the dust was shaped again, raised and turned into a tombstone with the words "The Tomb of Pure Magic".

The students in the audience laughed wildly again, no one noticed it, the mirror behind Xia He's mind emitting a faint green light.

The debate still needs to continue. Even if Anderson is so heartless, the points cannot be given to Xia He for nothing. Xia He has to explain in-depth his understanding of mixed magic. The students come here, not just to watch the performance. If they don’t learn anything in the end, they will curse themselves.

There are dozens of such auditoriums in total. The debate competition has just begun. Most students have gone to listen to speeches. Those who have not been to listen to speeches are poor students. They seize the time and try their best to practice while the school has opened many places.

Xiahe's debate did not attract much attention. In the principal's meeting room, dozens of important figures from the school gathered together. On the huge table in the middle, it was a three-dimensional map of the junction of the Emerald Province and the Lishan Province. One area has become blurred.

"Joey, you've seen it, tell me what you think." A magician who looked only in his twenties said. His long black hair was tied up in a bun, his body was casually covered with a robe, his hands were clean and without any magical equipment, and his facial features on his face were of the Metattering family. He was very clean, handsome, with dark eyebrows and eyes like stars.

The young magician had almost no elemental smell on his body, and a badge on his chest proved his identity.

The dean of Metatlin College is second only to Grand Duke Metatlin in the family. His real age is over two hundred years old.

Joey looks only thirty years old. In terms of realm, he is about the same as the Dharma King. He is an epic at level 39 and may advance to a legend at any time.

He is the lowest level in this room, and everyone else is a legend.

"This place is a typical legendary penalty area. Even if you project it over, you cannot save the power of the legend. I have seen it, and the false realm area has been suppressed. The legendary scroll cannot be unfolded. I guess it must be a demigod powerful person to have the power of the legend."

"So, Joey, what is the enemy like?"

"It's very strange, it's a kind of life that we haven't seen before. It's like a metal life, or a demonized creature, and some undead traits? I destroyed one, and then saw with my own eyes that the life that I destroyed was only a drop of blood. That drop of blood escaped."

The legendary wizards looked at each other and escaped with a drop of blood?

Needless to say, everyone understands that this drop of blood will grow again, which is like the characteristics of a demonized creature. However, the demonic energy of a demonized creature will be slowly diluted in this world. Even if the gate of the demon world is opened, everyone doesn't care too much.

This is the main world, and in comparison, the demon world is a little small.

"Our mistake was to send too many low-level adventurers over. The invading creatures grew up by absorbing vitality. If they were given a large city, the power of the legendary level would soon appear. Fortunately, there was a legendary restricted area, otherwise more than a hundred adventure teams would have long since appeared."

"The good news is that this creature is only difficult to kill in the early stages, but it is relatively fragile. If it is on the plains, we can kill all of it and completely destroy it. The problem now is that we need to invest our strength in the mountains. Even if we send the Warcraft Cavalry, the environment will not allow the group to charge."

"What if the legendary wizard put on the imprisonment ring?" asked an old legendary wizard.

The imprisonment ring can make the legendary wizard fall to the realm of the legendary wizard and become an epic wizard. If you take down the imprisonment ring, your power can be restored. But this thing cannot be taken down by yourself. It was originally a torture tool, but later it was used by the legendary wizard to practice. The danger is that after wearing the imprisonment ring, you may be killed by a low-level wizard.

"Of course not. I have not been exposed to the core area. Perhaps in the heart of that village, there are powerful invaders who can ignore the influence of the legendary restricted area."

The principal of Metatlin College looked solemn and said, "The best way is of course to send legendary wizards to set up defense lines around the legendary forbidden area, so as not to let those things escape. In fact, we have sent a projection over it. But the scope is on the side of our Emerald Province."

"I heard that there were also some adventure teams in Lishan Province, and there was also a team of elite soldiers of twenty people. The most urgent task was to not let this creature escape from control." In the room, the only person who was not a spell casting profession spoke. He was wearing thick armor, and the mask on his face had never been taken off. His voice was dull, and his body exuded a terrifying aura, which felt stronger than the dean.

"The communication between the Governor and Lishan Province is not smooth, and it may take another month or two to delay." The principal said helplessly. Sending a legendary transit is a very dangerous move.

Don't worry about how high-sounding it is, if you think from the perspective of others, if something happens to you, the other party will send a group of legendary wizards here. The governor of the Emerald Province will probably have to raise an army to deal with it immediately.

"What did your Majesty say?" asked a magician in a blood-colored robe.

"Your Majesty said it is hard to interfere and cannot send troops. Let us solve it ourselves." The principal sighed.
Chapter completed!