Chapter 212: Soul Pressure, Great Prophecy (III)

When the two opponents of the magicians rushed to resist the rockfall technique and the first attack spell was not completed, they were already shocked to see that in the air, a total of seven spears shining with bright light floated out of thin air, and the point of the spear tip was exactly where they were.

When the soil condenses to the extreme, it will turn into a dazzling diamond. Diamond Spear is originally a blue-level magic, but it is an upgradeable blue-level magic. It condenses a diamond spear and is regarded as a blue-level primary level. If it can reach the limit of nine, then this magic will enter the ranks of forbidden spells.

Although the seven diamond spears did not reach the level of the forbidden spell, they were not far apart. Facing the seven brilliant rays of light, the wind and light systems, the two magicians were unable to continue singing the spells.

"We give in."

The whole audience was in an uproar. Everyone saw that the earth-type magician released dark blue magic power at the beginning, but only Ye Yinzhu put a hand on his shoulder, and his magic immediately turned into a purple-level primary level. Almost everyone began to pray secretly that in the next game, their opponent must not be that spiritual guy.

Others may not know what method Ye Yinzhu used, but Randir, as a great magician, could not have known it. He looked at Ye Yinzhu strangely, "Magic sharing, are you really that sure?" How could a magician like her not know the danger of magic sharing?

Ye Yinzhu smiled indifferently, "It's up to man, how can you know if you don't try it?" After that, he walked straight downstairs.

When he came to the audience, Clena had come over, "Magic sharing is the most suitable magic you think just now?"

Ye Yinzhu nodded.

Clena said excitedly: "If we are teammates in the next game, can you..."

Ye Yinzhu frowned, "Men and women can not kiss each other." Although he could share magic power without touching his body, he now wants to hide his strength.

Clena said angrily: "I am not afraid of a girl. What else are you afraid of? I want it, I want it, I want it."

Ye Yinzhu only felt that three black lines had appeared on her forehead. What Clena said was really ambiguous. In desperation, she had to say, "Okay. If we can really draw a group."

There is no suspense about drawing lots. When the fourth round of 13 and 7 began, Ye Yinzhu and Clena were indeed separated. It was a bit dramatic. One of their opponents was Ye Yinzhu's teammate in the previous round, the earth magician.

When Ye Yinzhu stood behind Clena and passed his magic power over, Clena released a purple color that was a little deeper than the previous earth magician, the two opponents even lost the idea of ​​fighting. They directly chose to admit defeat.

A purple level, even if it is not a problem to deal with seven or eight blue levels, they don’t want to become cannon fodder in front of the Forbidden Curse.

Clena, who was enjoying the huge magic power, saw that the other party had surrendered. She couldn't help but feel dissatisfied, "I haven't used magic yet, why did they surrender? It's so boring."

What is the biggest goal of a magician? It is to become a strong purple-level man and be able to cast a forbidden spell that destroys the world. Clena originally wanted to try whether she could make a forbidden spell in Ye Yinzhu's magic sharing state.

After the fourth round, only seven people remained for a total of 100 rematch. It was about to enter the final round of the knockout round, and it would also determine which five people would become the final candidates for the magic competition.

There will be no draws in the last round, and two groups will confront each other. The other group will compete with the bye in the previous round, and decide the five selected players. Moreover, this round is not determined to advance according to the winner. In addition to the winner, they will also choose the best place from the loser and enter the finals.

Ye Yinzhu didn't know whether Clena took advantage of the group with Clena or herself. In the last round, their opponent was the magician who was bye in the last round, that is to say, they would go two to one. Although this was the last round, their opponent still chose to admit defeat without any suspense. Who would be willing to compete with them for the two opponents who combined to be equal to the purple level?

After the entire game, the great magician Randir discussed with several other magicians and immediately announced that the other winning two teams advanced to the finals and Clena advanced to the finals.

His eyes fell on Ye Yinzhu, "After our discussion, this spiritual magician won the battle until the last round. However, since most of the previous games were suspected of using the strength of his teammates, we decided to play a game after discussion to determine the last two promotion candidates. Before entering the top seven, three people lost to the ground, draw lots again to compete. The winner directly advanced."

Looking at Randir's almost provocative gaze, Ye Yinzhu couldn't help but feel a little angry. He naturally understood that Randir was not questioning his own strength, but wanted to see what level his strength had reached. Okay, if you want to see, I'll let you see it.

Ignoring Clena's apologetic gaze, Ye Yinzhu walked directly to the stage. His opponent was the magician who took the initiative to surrender to him and Clena just now, and he was also the one who maintained the most magic power among the remaining three magicians.

Ye Yinzhudi's opponent was obviously a little nervous and held the magic wand in his hand tightly. This was a space magician. He could persist until now and his strength was naturally quite good.

Glance to Randyer, Ye Yinzhu took the initiative to speak, "Can you start?"

Randil looked at Ye Yinzhu deeply, as if he was saying, "There is no teammates this time, it depends on how you take a chance." After asking the space magician, the game announced that the game began.

Ye Yinzhu still did not chant magic, but just walked towards his opponent step by step.

The opponent was stunned for a moment, "What are you doing?"

Ye Yinzhu said calmly: "You will feel scared."

The space magician was stunned for a moment, "Why?"

"Because I said it." Ye Yinzhu's tone was very natural, like 'God said, there should be light.'

The next moment, the space magician clearly felt that something seemed to have been thorned in the depths of his soul. Then, an extremely strong fear suddenly erupted from the depths of his heart, and his body suddenly trembled.

As Ye Yinzhu walked towards him step by step, the power of fear became stronger and stronger. His soul seemed to be torn by something. The violent fear made his body change from trembling to spasm, and the magic wand in his hand fell to the ground without realizing it.

"No, no, don't come over, don't come over." The shrill voice sounded so terrifying. At this moment, the space magician had only a strange light in Ye Yinzhu's eyes.

Ye Yinzhu spoke again, "Death is a kind of relief." A lump of lavender magic light suddenly released from him.

In the eyes of others, this was just a purple light, but in the eyes of the space magician, the purple light turned into an extremely terrifying monster and rushed towards him. With a muffled groan, he fell to the ground with his seven orifices, and he seemed to be out of control. What was strange was that there was still a smile on his face, a free smile.

Randil's voice trembled, and she even forgot to stop it, and even her voice trembled, "Soul pressure, great prophecy." At this moment, she realized how terrifying the man in front of her was. Purple level, he was actually purple level. Not to mention the space magician who consumed a lot of magic power. Even if she was herself, could she survive the spiritual forbidden spell great prophecy?

Only when spiritual magic can one cast such a terrifying forbidden spell when practicing souls, it cannot be summarized in just a purple sentence.

What she didn't know was that even Ye Yinzhu could only perform this terrifying spiritual magic after practicing the undead magic. Death in the face of the pressure of the soul, even the soul would be broken and never reborn. Although it was not gorgeous, it was the most domineering and terrifying of all magic forbidden spells.

Ye Yinzhu turned around and walked downstairs. When he passed by Randir, his steps paused, "Some things can be avoided, now, have you got the answer?"

Of course, the people of Randyas didn't know what was going on, but the magicians on the field understood what the purple released in that moment meant, and they knew more clearly how terrifying the great prophecy that Randy said was.

Ye Yinzhu walked to the magic card prepared in advance, grabbed the piece with the same brand as one, and then walked downstairs.

No one stops him, and no magician is needed to bind him. Let me ask, who can impersonate a magician who can perform the soul pressure prophecy? In everyone's heart, he can only take the position of that number card.

Just walked off the platform in the silence of everyone, Ye Yinzhu's figure flashed several times and had disappeared from her sight.

The re-examination of the magic competition ended, ending with a result that no one expected. But as long as they were participants, no one would forget the words Ye Yinzhu said in the last competition.

That night, the Imperial Palace of the Landias Empire. The Political Consultative Hall.

Massimo Morati sat upright on the throne and listened to the reports of several ministers. Those who stood up with their hands were Imperial Military Affairs Minister Crespo, Imperial Marshal Cruz, Vice President of the Magician Guild, and Randir, the great water magician.

"Everyone, the re-examination has ended and will enter the final the day after tomorrow, and it will be the most glorious moment of this civil and military competition. Is the re-examination normal?"

"Your Majesty, can you let me tell me first? I have something to report." Randir was the first to stand up.

Massimo was stunned for a moment. The Magician Guild was not under the jurisdiction of the Empire. Only Falan could give them the final order. He should be polite to this great magician. "Of course, Master Randir, is there something wrong with the magic competition?"

Randir nodded, "And it's a big problem, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse for the Empire."

Massimo's eyes suddenly became solemn, "Master, please say."
Chapter completed!