Dark city

Duel

Another gain was that Richard's refinement of the standard fireball technique was another success, which was to reduce the spell chant time by half a second. This is the first and most important step towards the Instant Fireball Technique. Since it is not a standard magic rush, it means that Richard's understanding of the relevant magic principles has reached a new level. In the future, if he can complete magic enhancement or even magic extreme effect, then Richard will have the 'Instant Fireball', a powerful mage's signature magic.

Richard began to carefully organize his appearance in front of the mirror, and people with elven blood naturally paid attention to their appearance. Today, Richard has arranged a special itinerary for himself. He ordered a white bouquet and prepared to throw it out from the terrace on the upper dark blue level. It is said that the tip of the dark blue is close to the trade winds, and theoretically, if the flowers are tossed high enough and lucky enough, the perennial trade winds will send the flowers hundreds of kilometers away.

Richard hoped that his mother in heaven would be able to see it.

As always, Richard left the living quarters, carrying the ordered bouquet in his arms, and walked towards the teleportation magic circle that led to the upper level of the dark blue. The teleportation magic array can teleport more than a dozen people to a designated floor at a time, which is the most convenient and fast means of transportation, of course, expensive is another feature of it.

When Richard approached the teleportation array, there were already several young magic apprentices standing next to him. There were a few familiar faces in it, who had taken classes with him before. Anyone else, Richard, had never met. They seemed to be waiting for something, but when Richard walked into the teleportation magic array, they seemed to change their minds and squeezed in together. The teleportation magic array is not large, and there are already several people inside, so it seems a little crowded. After shaking for a few seconds, the feeling of restraint that enveloped the body disappeared, a sign of teleportation in place. As the magic light curtain fell, Richard had reached the twentieth layer of dark blue. Here he had to transfer to another teleportation magic circle to the fortieth floor, and so on, and the destination terrace was on the eightieth floor of the dark blue.

Just as Richard stepped out of the light curtain, he suddenly had a sharp pain in his buttocks, and he was beaten hard! The unsuspecting Richard exclaimed in surprise and instinctively rushed forward, but he tripped over the obstacle under his feet, and the whole person fell out heavily, sliding several meters along the bright black stone ground before stopping. The sharp pain in his body made Richard unable to get up for a while, and the sudden impact also made him a little dizzy, but the bursts of laughter and mockery that erupted from behind him made him understand that he had just been tricked.

That obscene sneak attack was not what Richard cared about the most, but the bouquet he was holding in his arms to give to his mother flew out of his hand when he fell, and fell three or five steps away, not only some petals fell off, but even the bandaged stems and branches were in danger of completely falling apart. Richard was in a hurry, and hurriedly got up and ran over to pick up the bouquet. This is my mother's favorite flower, not a rare variety, but it is rare in the north, far away from the mountain village, and he ordered it a month in advance from the flower shop to get it on time today.

But just as his hand was about to touch the bouquet, the other hand took the lead and grabbed the bouquet.

Richard's whole body froze, and he slowly straightened up and looked forward. Standing in front of him was a young mage, about fourteen or fifteen years old. He was half a head taller than Richard, with a look of arrogance and banter, wearing a magic apprentice's robe, tilting his head to look at the bouquet in his hand. He was one of the young apprentices who had been waiting in front of the teleportation array just now, and he still looked like the leader. The other young apprentices also approached in twos and threes, faintly surrounding Richard in the middle.

No matter how dull Richard was, he understood that these people were here specifically for him. But what he didn't understand was that he had been immersed in the world of magic, and he had no communication with almost anyone except the teacher, how could he mess with them? Richard was certain that he had not spoken a word to any of the young apprentices. However, the excellent memory brought by wisdom made Richard faintly remember that the young man in front of him was named Papan, who seemed to be from a small aristocratic family in the Holy Alliance, and had some magical talents, but he was not very outstanding in the dark blue, otherwise Richard would definitely be able to remember more information.

As for the level of mana...... In Richard's field of vision, the number representing the magic on Papan's body was constantly beating, which was the precision talent that calculated the total amount of his magic power according to Papan's magic fluctuations, and finally stayed at the number 15. So Richard knew that this Papan was already a second-level magician, at least his magic power had reached the second-level level.

Papin looked over and over at the messy bouquet in his hand, and shook it vigorously, and seeing nothing but that more petals and leaves had fallen off, he squinted his eyes at Richard, and with haughty frivolity asked, "Are you that Richard? I don't see what you have to offer to make the great Suhelen take you on as a disciple. But to tell you the truth, you do have a nice ass!"

The young apprentices burst into laughter, they clearly had experience and knew what it meant. Even if Richard had no experience, he could read it from their wicked eyes. His face was swollen red for a moment, but his fortitude kept him from his anger and said, word by word, "Give me back the flowers!"

"Aha, flowers! I had forgotten there was such a thing!" Papin gave an exaggerated cry, then pretended to look at the bouquet in his hand, and stretched out his tongue to lick it heavily before saying, "Is this something important to you?" Let me guess. It's for some woman, right? Look, little Richard, I wonder if you're growing hair down there, like other men giving women flowers? This is not good. Who are you going to give it to? Let me help you! You see, I am a very good person, like to help people! But then again, the flowers are ugly, in such a mangled state." He gave the bouquet another hard shake, and more petals and leaves fell, "like something for a prostitute..."

"Give it back!" Richard's voice was deep, like the roar of a lion cub.

"Ahh So you really like this thing......" Papin bowed slightly, leaned his face closer to little Richard, but let go of his hand and let the bouquet fall to the ground. Before Richard could react, a young apprentice next to him stepped on it and ran over it a few times.

The white petals were scattered all over the place, never to be restored. More petals were under the young apprentice's shoe.

Richard's reaction surprised everyone, he did not rush to protect the bouquet, did not stop the young apprentice, but his body first leaned back, and then like a full bow suddenly spring back, hard forehead has been hard to hit Papanyu with a smile on the face!

In front of the teleportation array was a traffic artery, so many people were already gathering around one after another. In addition to the sound of crushing berries, onlookers heard the clatter of broken bones. Seeing Richard's collision, some timid people actually felt that their noses were also a little sour.

Papin's eyes suddenly went black, and then his vision was occupied by red, yellow, and even various colors. The world was spinning, and for a moment he didn't know where he was. At the moment when the teenagers were stunned, Richard had jumped on Papan, grabbed his hair with both hands, pulled with the weight of the whole body, and let Papan's body fly in the air, while Richard's hands were dead to hold down his head, smashing the blurred face into the extremely hard ground!

As long as there is no accident this time, Papan's skull will c***k!

However, in the deep blue where the mage gathers, it is certainly impossible to allow such a vicious event to happen. Two six-level "physical immune shields" appear on Richard and Papin at the same time, and the repulsive force of the shields makes Richard and Papin bounce away from each other like a round ball colliding together.

The one who can instantly perform sixth-level magic is at least a fourteenth-level great magician, and sure enough, two middle-aged mages walked over and asked with a calm face, "What's the matter?"

The effect of the physical immunity shield is very powerful, and if you don't absorb enough damage, you have to wait for the magic to expire, or it is dispelled. Richard, who was wrapped in the shield, had red eyes and was desperately attacking the shield, trying to break through the shield. He didn't pay any attention to the middle-aged mage's words at all.

In the other shield, Papin had finally recovered from his vertigo, recalling what had just happened, he was frightened and angry, and there was an almost unbearable pain in his nose, and he touched it with trembling hands, and the chaotic touch almost made Papin really faint, and his face, which he had always been proud of, was ruined! This discovery almost made Papin lose his mind, and for a moment even the feeling of pain was suppressed, and he pointed at Richard, Shouting wildly: "Bastard! Dare you fight me in a magic duel? !The loser has to lick the ass of the other party! "

Hearing Papin's shout, Richard calmed down, withdrew his attack on the shield, and even straightened the sleeve of his shirt that rolled up to his arm, and said solemnly with a calm that did not match his age: "I accept!"

"No way!" The middle-aged mage who separated the two sides frowned and opened his mouth to stop it. But the other mage tugged at his magic robe and said, "Let them go!"

The middle-aged mage was stunned, lowered his voice slightly, and said, "But Richard is a student of His Royal Highness......"

The latter smiled and whispered, "The guy who challenged is called Papin, and he is a little of Randolph's henchman. Randolph was also a student of His Highness. So I think that magic duel was Papin's intention, but this i***t almost messed things up. "

The middle-aged mage came to his senses: "This is a matter between His Highness's students, and we don't need to get involved. Okay, let's do it according to the rules! "

In the tradition of the dark blue, if there is an irreconcilable contradiction between the two sides, then the solution is not only to smash people with gold coins, but also to smash people with magic. When one side proposes a magic duel, the other party agrees to accept it, and there is no obvious difference in strength between the two sides, the duel is established and is conducted under the supervision of the dark blue law enforcement mage. Magic duels have a special place, and a special mage is assigned to protect them. The use of the Arena requires a large deposit in advance to compensate for possible damage to the Arena facilities. The main duty of the resident mage is to protect both sides of the dueling, as the principle of magical duels is not life-threatening.

Of course, absolute fairness does not exist. For example, Papan's registration information is a first-level magician, but his magic power has actually reached the level of a second-level magician.

Half an hour later, Richard and Papin were standing at opposite ends of the dueling arena, twenty meters apart. Papan's injuries have been treated simply, except for his face being a little pale, he can no longer see the original embarrassment, and the blood-stained magic robe has also been replaced with a new one, but the half-collapsed bridge of his nose is unnatural.

Although it was only a magic duel between first-level magicians, the news of the conflict just now spread surprisingly quickly, due to the particularity of Richard's identity, many people came to watch, and the stands that could accommodate two hundred people were full. The onlookers' demeanor was very relaxed, acquaintances greeted each other, and they didn't seem to regard the next duel as a big event, and the battle between the first-level magic apprentices was completely uninteresting, that is, both sides were defenseless, and no one could die with a first-level magic bombardment. What's more, with their magic power, they can release up to three first-level magic.

In fact, the idea of most of the people present was to see what was so extraordinary about Richard that he could accept Su Helen as an apprentice. It would be even better if Richard could make some fools. Schadenfreude, watching the lucky ones fall into the dust, was originally a dark spot in many people's hearts.

And in a box on a high platform, behind a single, magical window, stood two of Suellen's other students, Minnie and Randolph. Minnie is a tall girl, cold and proud, although young, but has developed very well. Awe-inspiring and aloof temperament is her most attractive trait to the opposite s*x. And Randolph is already a tall young man, compared with his peers, his appearance, family, temperament and strength are impeccable. If you are not a genius of one in ten thousand, it is impossible to become a disciple of Su Helen.

Minnie looked down at the two people in the dueling arena who had entered the countdown, and said coldly: "Randolph, you have a really good idea. If Richard loses, according to the conditions of this duel, the teacher will definitely not want him again. But he's just a first-class magician, so he really deserves your attention, do you need to use this method against him? "

Randolph shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "I just wanted to see what this future magical constructor could do." Actually, I never understood why the teacher refused to let me develop in the direction of the Demon Pattern Master. Your Highness Santa Cruz, the famous constructor, recognized my talent for magical pattern constructing a long time ago. What's more, since he is also a student of the teacher, there is no reason to lose to the garbage below, right? After all, it's only a one-level magic power gap. "

Minnie sneered, "yes! There is only a first-level gap: a first-level and second-level gap. Randolph, are you humiliating my intellect, or are you humiliating yourself? And if you do this, aren't you afraid that the teacher will be angry when he comes back and finds out? "

Randolph smiled proudly and said, "The teacher will not give up a genius like me for the sake of a loser." On my monthly bill, the teacher's joy is often more than 100,000 gold coins! What's more, my father is ......., the duel has begun, let's see first! "

Minnie looked at the arena, too, but seemed to say to herself, "But how did I hear that Richard's income was half a million gold pieces a month?"

Randolph didn't say a word, as if he hadn't heard Minnie's words, but his face looked a little ugly.