To Become an Ancient Saiyan, I Rely on My Thoughts to Make Things Stronger

The air around him was vibrating, and the vast and powerful magic power burst out from the magic ball above his scepter.

Like a torrent of light suddenly rushing into the sky, it surged out, swept across the air, and flashed towards Salama's berserk electric dragon.

In such a big scene, one can intuitively see the huge dragon entering the vast sea with crackling electric arcs.

Then

After that, electricity meets water, the dragon is gone, and the water evaporates...

The magical energies of the two sides collided with each other, followed by a huge explosion.

The smoke filled the air, concealing the figures of the two, and swept the entire protective shield.

"boom boom boom"

The sound of the explosion was deafening and continuous, echoing in the air like an echo, and did not dissipate for a long time.

"Amazing..."

Seeing such a grand scene, everyone on the cloud was secretly surprised, and began to envy the magister.

Unfortunately, none of them have such talent.

If you want to know magic, you must first have magic power.

"Unexpectedly..."

In the billowing smoke, Salama's expression was a little ugly. This move was considered the strongest in his magic.

But he could sense that the deputy Grand Priest on the opposite side was not injured at all, and even the magical power displayed was not inferior to his.

When did the magic power of the sub-Grand Priest become so profound?

Was it prodded by that Amosi guy?

But, shouldn't the Vice Grand Priest practice martial arts to fight Amosi hand-to-hand? Could it be that he was spying on his position as the Grand Priest?

For a moment, Salama's thoughts were extremely complicated.

There was the humiliation of Amosi winning him, and the fear of losing to vice-Grand Priest.

"Damn..." The timidity of being caught in the middle made Salama extremely angry.

Holding the scepter in his hand, he slashed fiercely from top to bottom, splitting the billowing thick fog that filled the air.

It's not a simple hack.

Because following Salama's movements, the Sorcerer's Stone issued countless arc blades.

The deputy Grand Priest had an awe-inspiring face, and also shot countless ice blades.

When the two blades face each other, they cancel each other out.

There was an endless stream of loud steel clashing sounds.

"Compared to the past, your magic power seems to be much stronger!" Salama praised sincerely, but still had a strong temptation.

Facing Salama's sincere praise, the Deputy Grand Priest sneered and said bluntly.

"Yeah, after all... I've been through what you've been through just before (alluding to the defeat by Amosi)!"

"I have to take some time to think about it, how can I make a comeback?!"

Without mentioning his name, Amosi, who was actually named, stood next to Zeno knowing nothing, but there was no reason for the tacit understanding, and he sent out an undisguised fighting spirit.

"Tsk tsk, that guy... has become a lot stronger again, so I really want to fight him again!"

Now the speed exceeds the time of their magic ability, so it is equivalent to being immune to magic.

His latest transformation is really perfect.

Zeno smiled slightly, looking at Amosi who was trembling with excitement, "There will be a chance, Aijiang, you are still as excitable as ever..."

"Hahaha...natural instinct!" Amosi reached out to touch his head, showing a respectful smile.

In the arena.

After listening to the deputy Grand Priest's words, Salama squinted calmly and glanced at the interaction between Amosi and Zeno, and asked.

"So we...are we sympathetic?"

"Not counting..."

The deputy Grand Priest smiled indifferently, and after saying two words, he didn't intend to quarrel, and the magic ball on the scepter shone brightly again!

Salama's is an electric dragon again, and the deputy Grand Priest is replaced by countless ice blades this time.

"Bang... bang bang"

The ice blades and lightning intertwined, collided with each other and canceled each other, and then turned into a thick mist again, permeating the protective cover.

Vigorous magic waves rolled with the smoke.

"...Deputy Grand Priest, I don't know how long your magic power can last?" Salama sneered again and again, and began to release combos.

A series of ice picks, ground spikes, and fireballs were issued from his scepter, so many that they dispersed the smoke.

Every magic attack, with a sharp whistling sound, dispersed the thick smoke and rushed towards the deputy Grand Priest.

"Lord Salama, how long can you hold on?"

Not to be outdone, the deputy Grand Priest replied with a calm face, and also used his own big trick.

"Turn back in time..."

Angel's unique skills.

The countless magics visible to the naked eye that were about to reach the vice Grand Priest actually disappeared in front of him as time went backwards.

"Hmph, let's compare!" Salama roared, and launched another violent magic attack.

This is how the competition of magic power began.

Salama doesn't believe in the magic of the Grand Priest, more than he does.

otherwise...

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