The movements of Monte Carlo's apprenticeship were always paid attention to in Moldo, and the conflict just now spread to others' ears through the departure of witnesses.

"Are you sure it's James? That one looks very old?"

The rookies are not familiar with James, but it does not mean that others are the same. The apprentices who have worked in Adam's lab were shocked when they heard the news. They could not connect the good old man who always kindly guided them to practice the motivational meditation practice with the brave man who initiated the duel.

Elliot has been almost always with his tail between his legs. If there is no particularly important thing on weekdays, he never leaves the laboratory, and he is afraid that he will meet Monte Carlo's "old friends". Today, he rarely goes out to relax. After hearing this news, he can't help but squirt a sip of wine everywhere.

He didn't bother to wipe it, threw down his cup and rushed out of the apprentice bar to fly to the duel arena. He knew Frances and knew how strong he was. Although James's strength has improved rapidly in recent years, he knew better how long the old body could not last for the battle.

Along the way, people kept dropping down to the duel arena. Elliot suddenly stopped in the air, gritted his teeth, turned around and flew towards Adam's laboratory. He knew that Adam never cared about things outside the experiment, but he had to know about this.

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"James, are you crazy? Why do you have to duel with the savages of Monte Carlo?!"

"Give up, it's still too late to give up now. With your body, it's impossible to win, you will die!"

Most of the apprentices who were still in the academy and knew James were present. No one was optimistic about James, and no one wanted to watch him die.

James did not answer any questions, did not listen to any dissuasion, and stood alone in the duel arena with a stubborn attitude, without the tension before the war, without the fear of life and death, and only calm.

Suddenly the noise and hustle and bustle on the field became quiet, and Moldo's apprentices automatically made way and a large area, looking at the Monte Carlo apprentices flying in with fear and disgust.

Bill and Monica lead the way, and they landed on the other end of the stands, Monica smiled and said, "Oh, so many people, dear Bill, they seem to be angry and scared."

Bill glared at Monica coldly, but he had no choice but to give this crazy woman a helpless attitude, so he ordered Francis: "Fix it quickly, I don't like being watched as a clown."

Francis nodded heavily, and a strong wind rolled up under his feet. He came to the duel stage in an instant and said to James: "I really hate this feeling of being watched by a group of idiots." He didn't care at all that would arouse public anger, and included all the apprentices present in one sentence.

Moldo's apprentice was suddenly ignited and he stood up and glared at Frances.

Francis just looked at them with contempt and continued, "I don't like duels either. This kind of fighting method of bombing magic within the prescribed range is too naive. You don't understand what real battles are like."

Francis's words had no effect on James. He just asked calmly: "Are you finished?"

James's words still sounded harsh to Francis, but at this time he did not affect his mentality. Instead, he nodded seriously: "I haven't finished speaking, but you don't need to know anymore, because I will tell you the rest after you die."

As soon as the words were finished, the rune light suddenly appeared, and Francis stepped back, and at the same time, the series of wind blades slashed towards James at a very fast speed. The violent sound of breaking through the air resounded in the ears of all the onlookers as if they were explosions, but no one was willing to blink. They looked at James with concern, fearing that he would be killed in the first round.

Monte Carlo's apprentices all praised that Francis' best at wind blades and various shaping magic composed of wind blades. In previous battles, opponents who were weaker than him would be cut into pieces at the first time, and those who were at the same level or even slightly stronger than him would be in a hurry.

James did not react at all, and he remained in place, with no rune light lit up around him, and no defensive magic was constructed, as if he had been stunned and waiting to die.

Francis ascended to the sky and looked at James who did not dodge and slashed his mouth disdainfully. He did not wait for the result of the magic, but used new magic again in the air. With the violent fluctuations of the magic, he rushed towards James like a ball of wind balls.

At the same time, the Wind Blade came to James. At the moment when he was about to be cut, the mind power barrier began to stack layer by layer, rapidly offsetting the power of the Wind Blade. The friction and collision of energy splashed on Mars, and James was unharmed.

Facing the wind ball that followed, James raised his hands and his hair was flying, and his mind power was deformed outside the barrier. At this moment, James seemed to have thousands of arms, and he used the wildest posture to fight against each wind ball.

Blow them apart one by one.

"Is this the motivation for that person to create?" Bill stared at the battlefield in the stands and asked softly.

A flower actually appeared under Monica's feet. She sat in the flower, holding her chin with her hands and said thoughtfully: "It should be right? I have heard of this kind of meditation for a long time, and I thought it was flashy, but I didn't expect it to be interesting?"

"It's really interesting. Without elemental aura, the pure mental power is a real way to carry magic power.

Francis was not surprised and happy after seeing James breaking his magic. This kind of battle was interesting. Since he had become a clown on the stage, it was more interesting to defeat a strong enemy than to act in a one-man show.

Monte Carlo's apprentices' impression of James and Mind Dynamics is only interesting. No one thinks that James can defeat Frances with such things. Apart from them, Moldo's apprentices clenched their fists and showed hope, hoping that James could create miracles.

Francis' fingers bounced, and the fine wind blades gathered into tiny whirlwinds. Countless whirlwinds formed a huge tornado, rolling towards James according to his drive. The amazing cutting force made the entire audience unrecognizable. Onlookers had to build defenses to block the scattered wind blades and gravel all over the sky.

James took a sudden breath, and with his breathing, the mind power began to shine and condense on his body surface. After blinking, he actually wrapped him in it like an elemental creature. James now looked like a giant, facing the attacking tornado, stepped forward and fisted directly.
Chapter completed!