Demon King

In the valley where the weak teams gather, the three leading dark horse academies are speaking loudly. They are nothing more than analyzing the stakes and let everyone understand the threat of the strong team. Most of the students either agree or nod in fear, showing the strong team’s alliance. Brings them tremendous pressure.

　　 Ivo and others stood on the edge of the crowd, watching with cold eyes.

　　 "Ivo, why should we respond to their call?" Nafi asked.

　　 Ivo shrugged: "Although I guess the weak team will be in the alliance, I always come to the scene to confirm the situation. It is only by guessing that one day will be wrong, and seeing it with my own eyes is reliable."

　　 Na Fei thought so, and whispered: "Then our plan will continue?"

　　 The corner of Ivo’s mouth evokes a mysterious arc, “Of course we must continue. The location of the token has been determined. After we get the token, we will determine the next move.”

　　Because of the rapidly changing situation and fierce competition for points, almost all teams ignored the existence of tokens.

　　 Ivo keenly felt the mind of the rule maker, and seemed to want to create a situation where the role of the token was ignored.

　　 So he boldly guessed that the token may be more important than everyone thought, and he already has clues in his hands. For the past two days, he has been leading the team to find tokens according to the clues.

　　The clue of the token is indeed a multi-ring puzzle. There are nine rings. It took two days for Ivo to determine the location of the token. Such cumbersome steps made Ivo feel that the token is weird.

　　 The speech continued, impassioned and passionate, everyone's emotions were mobilized, and the same hatred and roars continued. The content of the speech has risen from the league situation to class antagonism. Ivo's mouth twitched, and he always felt that in the next second there would be a sentence like "The princes will have a kindness" or "The orcs will never be slaves", and then a great uprising will be born...

　　 "Brothers, stand up, no longer tolerate the oppression of the strong, we must resist, we must fight, we must unite, and only an unyielding heart can lead us to victory! No one is born a winner!"

　　 Fuck, Ning You kind of really came out! Ivo was stunned. Is the next sentence the power of the masses unlimited?

　　 "As long as we unite, there will be no problems that cannot be solved, no powerful enemies that cannot be dealt with, because-the strength of unity is infinite!"

　　 Ivo's face was capitalized in a daze.

　　 The speech is over, and the sentiment is angered.

"Yes!"

　　 "We want to form an alliance to teach the so-called seed academy blood lessons!"

　　 The speaker glanced around and finally got to the topic, "Then I announce that the Resistance Alliance is officially established!"

　　 Everyone cheered together.

　　 "However, an army can only have one commander. I propose that everyone who wants to compete for commander-in-chief should stand up and accept everyone's challenge!"

　　 The students scanned left and right, some were full of confidence, some were hesitant, and some knew that they were not strong enough and prepared to wait for the show.

　　 In the team of the Feathered Snake Wizard Monastery, a man in a gray robe walked out with a hood covering the upper half of his face. He stood quietly in the field without speaking.

　　 There was a buzzing voice in the crowd: "It's the mysterious captain of the Feathered Sorcerer's Monastery."

　　 "I heard that he played against Coria from the Seabird Academy.

"What's his name?"

　　 "It seems to call him "Warlock"."

The Feathered Sorcerer Monastery is a newly built academy last year. It has a low reputation and is a blockbuster in the league. There are many elites, especially the captain of the giant team "Warlock". This is a powerful and mysterious person. The giant team led by him ranks in the points. In the top ten, he stood up to run for the league commander, and no one opposed it.

　　A pair of similar-looking biological brothers walked out from the Hanbing and Bell Academy. They were dressed in rugged animal leather armor, burly and tall, with short brown hair, and blood-red and cruel beasts gleamed in their blood-red eyes.

　　 Someone exclaimed in a low voice: "They are the two wolf brothers of Ice and Bell, Victor and Logan!" (Ivo: Why does it sound familiar?)

　　 "They have blood red pupils, they are Fenrir werewolves."

The Great Academy of Artists also walked out of a short man with tousled hair, heavy dark circles under his eyes, and wearing a tattered robe. He was young but crouched on his back. He carried a package larger than his whole body, with a whole body exuded. The smell of rust and dirty oil is very strange.

　　 Everyone is silent, and the Great Academy of Artists is a group of lunatics... The lunatics here are especially alchemists.

　　Alchemy is often a technological method, but people who are proficient in alchemy can use their inventions to fight. The fighting methods are very strange and powerful.

　　 For the alchemist... Explosion is art.

　　The University of Artists is an alchemy academy.

　　 This alchemist is the captain of the University of Artists. No one knows his name, he is called a "bombing expert".

　　 Apart from them, no one dared to stand up again. These four are all ruthless guys, and the academy record is also high. The students present do not reject one of them as the commander-in-chief.

　　 "It seems that the commander-in-chief is about to choose among the four of them."

　　 Someone asked loudly: "How to choose a commander?"

　　The warlock said coldly: "Of course the strong is respected."

　　The werewolf brothers laughed wildly: "Okay, then we'll have a fight."

　　The bombing expert was listless and took out a bunch of black explosive bombs. The participants who were preparing to watch the game took a big step back, showing how daunting his destructive power is.

　　 Just as the situation was about to break out, a discordant and confident voice came in.

　　 "I will participate too!"

　　 Everyone rushed to look at the speaker, and saw Lan Ji's face confidently stand out from the crowd, and felt everyone's eyes converge on him, and laughed with a good sense of self: "Everyone has no objections, right?"

　　 The students blinked and asked the person next to them in a low voice, "Who is this guy?"

"I do not know."

　　 "There is something wrong, what qualifications does he have to compete with the warlocks?"

　　 "This person can't figure out the situation."

Lan Ji's face turned dark, and his heart was very angry, but after another thought, he felt that these people would be conquered by his own tough performance, so he didn't get angry anymore, and was a little excited. He waved his hand generously. "After a while, you will remember my name firmly, I am the captain of the Hurricane Academy, Lan Ke!"

　　 Everyone looked at each other, Ivo looked back at his teammates, and the four of Nafei shrugged, saying that there was no such thing.

　　 Ivo has a toothache: "It turned out to be self-styled..."

　　The warlock looked at Lan Ji coldly, "Don't come out and make trouble, go back to your team."

　　 Lanji was furious and drew out his staff, "I'll let you know how good I am!"

Lan Ji chanted the spell, with a point of his staff, and shot a huge chain of lightning, which suddenly separated in mid-air and turned into dozens of scattered lightning bolts. He changed another spell, and the electric elements gathered in his hand and raised his hand. With a flick, a spear of thunder shot at the warlock.

　　 Lan Ji was very satisfied with his performance and laughed: "Warlock, do you regret provoking me? Hahaha..."

The warlock raised a hand, and the surrounding trees seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, and they all fell in his direction. White energy gushed out from the trees and gathered into the warlock's hands, condensing into a strange and rich mass. Green energy.

　　The warlock stretched out his hand, and the green energy turned into a surging shield, easily blocking all lightning.

　　The trees that were drawn with energy, brushed together and became yellow and withered.

　　 This is the ability of a warlock, energy absorption.

　　 Demacia unexpectedly said: "This is a shaman, really rare."

　　Ivo who was watching the battle was taken aback, "Shaman?"

　　 "The power of shamans can only be passed on through blood relatives. The power they control is called the'power of shaman.' The root of this power is to draw power from blood, pain, and life. They are a group of dangerous guys."

　　 Shaman is not so much a profession, it is more like a race.

　　 Ivo nodded, expressing understanding.

　　 "How is it possible!" Lan Ji opened his mouth wide in shock, with an incredible expression on his face. His confident attack was easily blocked!

　　 The warlock flipped his palm, and the green energy was like a deadly ghost hand, and quickly grabbed Lan Ji, who was unable to dodge.

It took three full seconds before the warlock regained the green energy. Lan Ji crawled on the ground, constantly twitching, frothing at the corners of his mouth, and sweating profusely as if he was caught from the water. He looked at the warlock in fear, struggling backwards. Climbing, he was scared, the weird green energy drained his energy, and he was very weak now.

　　The warlock showed contempt: "The captain is all this kind of trash stuff. It seems that all the hurricane academy are trash fish."

　　 Lanji's teammates were angry and frightened, glaring at the Warlock, but under the deterrence of his mighty power, they dared not refute.

The warlock controlled the power of the green shaman, like a big hand~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Throwing Lan Ji back into the crowd, coldly said: "This kind of miscellaneous fish products dare to challenge me, how different is your academy? At your own discretion?"

　　 Werewolf brother Victor snorted coldly: "Don't waste time on this kind of waste academy."

　　 Ivo, who was outside the crowd, was suddenly upset, he directly spoke:

　　 "Take care of your mouth and don't talk nonsense."

　　 All the students turned their heads and looked at Ivo in shock, wondering who this kid was. He couldn't make it out of his madness. Didn't you see that the provocator just now was severely taught by the warlock?

　　The warlock was irritated by Ivo's words, and his tone was gloomy: "Who are you again?"

　　 Ivo came out more and more, saying: "I'm just a student at Hurricane Academy."

　　The warlock said coldly: "It's the trash fish from this waste academy again, boy, irritating me to pay a price, it seems that I have to waste a few seconds on you."

　　 Victor sneered sullenly: "Your captain has been taught, do you want to die?"

　　 Everyone looked at Ivo, and everyone felt that in the next second, Ivo would be knocked to the ground, wailing.

　　 However, as soon as Victor's voice fell, Ivo's figure suddenly disappeared, and he appeared in front of Victor like lightning.

Before the sneer on Victor’s face could be replaced with consternation, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, his body flew up like clouds and mist, his vision quickly retreated, and he plunged into the mountain wall 20 meters away, and the rock was shaken out. crack.

Ivo slowly lowered his fists, turned around to meet the shocked and dull eyes of the crowd, and said calmly to the stunned warlock: "A weak person does not mean that all academies are weak. It's okay to don't use map cannons. The consequences are very serious~www. wuxiamtl.com~Book friends are welcome to visit and read. The latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ mobile phone users, please go to read.