Chapter 263: Endure It Again and Again

The All-Professional Master from Another World Chapter 263: Endure it again and again

However, it soon became a matter of forbearance.

Pyroblasts hit one after another, causing the water shield to collapse. In order to continue to maintain the water shield, Gryffindor had to use most of its magic power, so that an eight-second chant of thunder and lightning was enough It took a minute to burn the novel, and during this period of time, Gryffindor had been enduring the indiscriminate bombardment of the Pyroblast...

Whenever Pyroblast exploded on the source water shield, Gryffindor could only comfort himself, it was nothing, let him be arrogant first, and he would be unlucky when his magic power was exhausted, so Gryffindor Fendo has been waiting, waiting for the moment when the opponent's magic power is exhausted...

But……

Gryffindor soon discovered that things were far from as simple as he imagined. The magic power of this Garros hillbilly seemed to be endless. Ever since he broke out of the ice, he had been using pyrotechnics to attack him. One minute has passed, two minutes have passed, and it has been three full minutes now. He has not even stopped chanting spells. A rough calculation shows that the pyrotechnics that exploded on his body are at least twenty. More than...

The audience was completely excited, and almost everyone was shouting loudly.

"Eighteen, nineteen, twenty!"

"Come on, young man, one more, one more!"

The cheers sounded neat and rhythmic, just like a well-trained cheerleading team. The entire atmosphere of Dawn Square was completely ignited by these twenty pyrotechnics, and everyone was immersed in a kind of excitement. In the shock and excitement, before the game started, no one thought that they would have the opportunity to become a witness to history.

Look, a magician who is less than twenty years old has unleashed twenty pyrotechnics. This feat alone is enough to make him famous in the history of Anriel magic. Everyone can even imagine that, Many years later, when every instructor teaches his disciples the Pyroblast Technique, they will probably mention that many, many years ago, a young great mage named Feyre was in a place called Dawn Square. He blasted out more than twenty pyrotechnics in one go!

The magicians who were immersed in shock and excitement had no time to take into account Gryffindor's mood. At this time, Magician Feyre was everything. He was the most dazzling star in the entire Dawn Square. Thousands of magicians They neatly counted the number of Pyroblast Techniques for him and saluted him with applause and cheers.

At this time, even Herza, who was supposed to remain neutral, stood up with an expectant look on his face. As for Hoffman next to him, he even leaned half of his body out of the VIP seat while cheering loudly and without grace. , while applauding the young magician desperately...

"Damn it, are you still not human?" Gryffindor simply wanted to vomit blood. This Feyre was so perverted. He blasted out twenty Pyroblast spells and didn't even take a breath. He was still unhurried. Chanting a spell, he still raised his hand and released a fireball as big as a basin...

The whole game was like a performance by himself, constantly singing, casting spells, blasting out pyrotechnics one after another, while he could only act like a clown, desperately trying to maintain the source of water protection. If the shield is not blasted away, an occasional counterattack will only scratch the surface. The only effect is probably to cause ripples in the elemental shield...

Gryffindor was really thinking about it and couldn't figure it out. How could a normal human do such a perverted thing? The consumption of Pyroblast is so high that it is almost equivalent to two flame storms. Even many great magicians above level 16 would not dare to choose this magic to forcefully blast open the shield, let alone this one with sixteen levels. A young magician who has never made a breakthrough in level?

So much so that Gryffindor even secretly wondered if this guy had any magic-recovering equipment on him?

But no, even the equipment that restores magic power cannot be so powerful. This is a continuous pyrotechnic. Unless it is a real artifact, what equipment can restore so much magic power?

When the twentieth Pyroblast was unleashed, Gryffindor was truly in despair...

He couldn't figure out how an ordinary trial match could reach this level. What was the origin of this Garros country bumpkin named Feyre? How could he be so perverted? Even though he couldn't be killed by Frozen Thousand Miles, he could actually use the instant fire blast technique. Okay, okay, it's just an instant. I just have to endure it. But it seems that the instantaneous completion is not enough. Another He blasted out twenty Pyroblast Techniques...

Damn, are you here just to play with me?

Gryffindor was almost driven crazy. The pyrotechnics were fired one after another as if they would never stop. Even though Gryffindor was holding on to the Source Water Shield, he felt a little overwhelmed. But the other party had no intention of stopping at all - not only did he not want to stop, but he also kept banging harder and harder...

Yes, the opponent's spell casting speed is indeed getting faster and faster.

The magicians in the audience may not feel it very much, but Gryffindor, who is at the center of the storm, clearly feels that the spellcasting speed of this Garros hillbilly is indeed getting faster and faster. From the beginning, it took seven seconds to complete the spell, but now it takes less than five seconds to blast out a pyroblast. At least one-third of the chanting time is compressed, allowing Gryffindor to I immediately wanted to hit him to death...

Damn it, did you beat me up smoothly?

"You fucking arrived

Are they human? "Gryffindor was surrounded by fire, and he really wanted to die. It was ridiculous that he initially imagined using mind control to consume his magic power like he did with that Mason, and then slowly wait for the magic power to be used up. Devastated, now Gryffindor realizes that he was really wrong...

Damn it, look at this bastard using Pyroblast just like eating and drinking. Does he seem to have exhausted all his magic power?

Fortunately, I didn't deal with him like I dealt with Ma Sen. Otherwise, I would have lost all my face long ago. Maybe I have exhausted my magic power by casting Psychic Storm, and this bastard is still leisurely casting Pyroblast. Woolen cloth……

But now there is no point in saying anything...

The only thing Gryffindor can do now is to try to keep the source water shield unbroken, and let the opponent blast one after another Pyroblast on him, waiting for his magic power to be consumed in a gorgeous fire. The final moment of assembly...

The huge contrast between before and after is indeed full of irony.

When I first started, I actually wanted to use up this bastard's magic power. This was like an ant trying to get on an elephant, but ended up getting fucked by the elephant instead. This bastard was simply a pervert. Using magic like Pyroblast, Come and exchange it with your own source water shield. You must know that although these two magics are level 15 and level 16, the magic power consumed is completely different. The consumption of replenishing the source water shield is probably not as good as that of fire. One-tenth of the explosive technique, this is a loss-making deal no matter how you look at it.

But this bastard is so shameless and wants to use Pyroblast to fight against him...

"Damn, you've got the guts!" Gryffindor's face was livid, and he stared at Lin Li panting while desperately replenishing magic power into the source water shield. This time he also made up his mind. Anyway, he once in a while Counterattacking has no effect. It is better to put all the limited magic power into infinite wretchedness. I will use the source water shield to fight you, and see how long you can use it up!

At the moment when he made this decision, a sentence came out of Gryffindor's mind for no reason - life is like sex, if you can't resist it, just enjoy it silently...

"This guy is quite wise..." When Lin Li saw that Gryffindor stopped chanting spells, he immediately guessed what he was thinking. He couldn't help but feel a little funny at the moment. It seemed that Gryffindor, the number one magic genius in France, It was indeed not for nothing, he actually came up with such a vulgar method...

But it doesn't matter. Although the Pyroblast technique consumes a lot of energy, it is not a problem for me.

Even in normal times, you can blast at least a hundred of them, not to mention that you just drank the Ten Thousand Colors Potion today. It is a real master potion. You only need to drink a small bottle to bring it to yourself immediately. There will be at least ten seconds of magic immunity, and ten seconds of level 15 magic instant. At the same time, the remaining effect of the medicine will last for ten minutes. It will continuously stimulate the mental power and allow the magic power to be restored at the normal speed. Ten times...

To an ordinary magician, ten times the recovery rate of magic power may be nothing, but how can his mental strength, which even Anduin envies, be comparable to that of ordinary magicians? It is no exaggeration to say that ten times the magic power recovery rate is almost equivalent to being in a state of full magic power at all times. In other words, any magic you release in these ten minutes is equivalent to a state of no consumption. Pyroblast Technique What does it matter? If my magic level wasn't high enough, I would have used a hundred dragon breath spells to kill you long ago...

It's a pity that Mason's mental power is not strong enough. Otherwise, if he was given a bottle of multi-color potion at the beginning to keep him in a state of full magic power for ten minutes, he might not have been beaten so badly by Gryffindor. Already...

"By the way, I promised Ma Sen that I would kill you!" When he thought of Ma Sen, Lin Li's eyes suddenly turned red, and the speed of the spell was significantly accelerated. The original casting time had been compressed to five seconds. Ranwen Novel Network, Once again, he compressed it to four seconds. In an instant, the muffled sound of "rumbling, booming" in Dawn Square could not be heard. The blazing heat brought by the pyroblast technique was so hot that even the air seemed to be ignited.

Pyroblasts were fired one after another. At this time, Lin Li was like a machine cannon. The continuous pyroblasts were blasting out with long tail flames, UU reading www.uukaｎshu. NET is often the first one that just explodes on Gryffindor, and the second one has already lit up with a bright red light on his hand...

"Twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty..."

"One more, one more!"

"Sixty!" As this crazy number spit out from the mouths of the audience, Gryffindor's source water shield was finally overwhelmed, and was turned into a white mist in the gorgeous firelight...

"Okay, Gryffindor magician, in your words, don't worry, it's just the beginning..." Lin Li held the Sky Staff in one hand, with a continuous joking smile, and slowly lay back. Gryffindor walked on the floor.

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Chapter 2 is completed. By the way, the work and rest time has been adjusted. If nothing unexpected happens, the next two updates will be at these two times. If it is going to explode, it may be delayed a little.

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