Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

"0, win!"

The referee was stunned for a while, then announced loudly.

"This son's strength is so terrible!"

"What is this? Is this the legendary melee magic

"What a powerful force! She hit such a big magician with one blow

After the scene was quiet, there was an uproar.

No one can imagine that the situation is changing so fast. The host has just announced the start of the competition, and even some magicians are guiding the magic. The battle here is over.

The powerful earth magician has become the best background. The rubble and loess on the ground, as well as the dust that has not yet dispersed, make this kind of shock become particularly strong.

"This little girl is so powerful." Andre's face was also a little surprised. He was also surprised by Amy's performance. He looked at Krasu and said, "Krasu, you are a good student. You have inherited your melee magic perfectly."

"The king is flattered." Krasu smiles, his face full of pride.

Richard's face was a little dark. He never thought that Krasu's Apprentice could solve the problem with one blow.

A little guy who has only studied magic for half a year has such powerful strength. Such talent is more than evil.

Brent's face was dull at this time, and it was hard to accept the result that the local magician was so easily hit and flew out of the battle area.

"I..." Harvey looked at the little figure with two pigtails, and listened to the voices around him. His eyes turned black and he was in a coma.

"Carry it down." The referee waved his hand and immediately came. They carried away Harvey.

"She... How could she be so strong." On the other side, a tornado rolled a child out of the field of casaden, looking at the small figure bouncing on the screen.

"Wow, you see that big guy in the junior group is also very strong."

"But why does this child look a little worried?"

"Yes, the level seven magician at this age is definitely the genius among the geniuses. Why hasn't AI heard of it before? It's like bullying children. "

Casadin, who easily solved his opponent's problems, has also been noticed by many people.

Hearing the voices of those discussions, kasadin blushed and bowed his head guilty. After the referee announced the result, he left quickly.

Now he wants to find a way to get in. He shouldn't lower his age to come to the junior group. If he wins, he will be bullied by the children. If he loses, he will be bullied by the children.

Amy jumped back to the high platform, picked up the wet pad on the table and wiped her hands. Then she picked up her chicken leg again and bit it. She immediately showed a satisfied smile on her face. "It's really warm."

Andre looked at Amy and said with a smile, "give the little girl another ten drumsticks."

"Really?" Amy's eyes lit up, and then she said, "thank you."

"Little Amy, play well." Krasu also looked at Amy with a smile. Today, the baby apprentice gave him a lot of faces and slapped those who questioned melee magic.

Once upon a time, many people criticized melee magic. They thought that only he could bring melee magic into full play in the world and rely on powerful magic to do it.

But Amy is different. She's just a magician who has been practicing for half a year. She doesn't have huge mana support or top-level power bonus.

Her previous strike showed precise control of magic and amazing fighting skills.

It seems that the ordinary strike, the grasp of opportunity and the choice of angle are extremely ingenious.

In fact, Krasu was surprised by this. His fighting style was open and close. To put it bluntly, he broke through ten thousand methods with one force. He didn't have many skills to speak of. Relying on magic, his opponent could not resist when he broke out in close combat.

Amy is like a skillful swordsman, who can catch the weakness of the opponent in the battle, and then give a fatal blow, which he can't teach Amy.

"Is that... Talent?" Crassus smiles and feels more and more that his apprentice is a treasure. His luck is really good.

"Little Amy..." Vanessa looked at Amy with a smile.

"Here's one for you." Amy, who just got ten drumsticks, picked up one and handed it to Vanessa.

The clean and clear eyes made Vanessa feel a little embarrassed, but her eyes fell on the chicken leg, which was full of oil, emitting heat and attractive fragrance, and her throat rolled unconsciously.

"Eat it. You liked chicken drumsticks best when you were a child." Andre looked at Vanessa with a bit of spoilage and said with a smile.

"Then I'm not welcome." As soon as Vanessa's eyes brightened, she took the drumstick from Amy, bit it, and her eyes turned into crescent.

Not all the battles between magicians can be solved as neatly as Amy.

Especially when the attack power is not strong and the opponent who can only defend is met, the battle of chicken pecking will become particularly sticky and difficult. Unless one side's mana is exhausted, the battle will be difficult to end.

The start time of the second round depends on the end time of the last one in the first round.

Those who can solve the battle quickly will get more rest time, while the magician who barely enters the next round will have to fight with the next magician if he has no rest time.

This is the cruelty and truth of the magician conference.

In addition to selecting and cultivating talents for the Empire, the sorcerer conference also aims to earn three years of activity funds for the sorcerer tower. You need to buy tickets to enter and watch the competition.

It is said that a VIP seat that can directly observe the battle costs tens of thousands of copper coins.

And tomorrow's final day, the front row seats can be sold for 100000 copper dollars.

In addition, there are real-time gambling projects matching with the competition, which is also an important income of the mage tower.

After all, it's a top event once every three years, and it may witness history and legend, so this business has always been an important source of revenue for the mage tower, which can basically achieve self-sufficiency without relying on imperial finance.

"The little boss is powerful!" Sitting in a front seat, Abraham gnawed at the duck rack, took out a stack of banknotes from his arms with the other hand, and threw them directly to the housekeeper beside him. "It's all on little Amy. Every round of money is all on her."

"Yes." The housekeeper walked away with a million dollar bill.

"Little boss, I'm very optimistic about you. I hope I can earn all my food money today. I'll be happy." Abraham said with a smile.