Demon Royal Family

Ivo suddenly used his second battle pattern, transformed into an ice drill, and withstood a wave of attacks. All the magic generated by the scrolls crashed into him. Then he moved at high speed and threw out fourteen afterimage clones.

Ivo waved his hand, "Boom!"

The lotus flowers lit up in the hands of all the clones at the same time, and they hit the ground hard.

A clone has thirty to fifty percent of the original body's strength.

Fourteen clones attack with the same move, which is equivalent to at least four times the power!

A rumble like a landslide sounded, and the ground cracked instantly, as if the earth was shaking.

The summoned beasts staggered and fell one after another. Ivo activated the Thunder Law and stepped on it. The electric snakes scattered in all directions, forming a large black mark in the shape of a spider web. The invisible Jack was electrocuted and twitched all over.

Ivo hit it with a hammer, and Jack was shocked. He quickly took out another scroll, and after tearing it open, a solid yellow shield appeared, which blocked Ivo's blow, and his energy was scattered.

The summoned beasts were entangled by the afterimage clones, and Ivo was free to concentrate on dealing with Jack...'s protective scroll.

Ivo's heavy hammers hit the shield like iron. Soon the yellow shield cracked. Seeing this, Jack tore open another protective scroll. The water-like blue shield enveloped Jack. Jack could not move and could only Stay where you are.

The audience only saw Jack being trapped in place by the shield, constantly using protective scrolls, and shields appeared one after another, and were quickly smashed by Ivo.

Unknowingly, Jack had used up seventeen protective scrolls, hiding himself under the thick carapace like a turtle, thinking he would be safe. However, like a skilled and cruel cook, Ivo pulled the "turtle" out of the shell. Before Jack could tear open the next scroll, Ivo smashed all the shields, pinched Jack's neck and pulled him away. When it comes to mentioning it, Jack is like a turtle that has shed its shell. Facing the violent Ivo, he has no power to resist.

Being stared at by Ivo's fierce eyes, Jack was so frightened that he peeed and said hurriedly: "I, I give up!"

Ivo slapped Jack on the face and knocked him unconscious. Then Ivo gathered all the afterimage clones and jumped into the crowd of the Royal Academy without saying a word. The summoned beasts that lost control ran rampant in the field.

Ivo said coldly: "I won, you have to deal with what you created!"

Even if there are more summoned beasts, his opponent is still Jack. After defeating Jack, Ivo will not deal with those summoned beasts personally. He needs to save his energy.

The deputy dean's face twitched. Facing the protesting audience, he could only swallow his anger and arrange for students who would never play to deal with these summoned beasts.

There was a roar of praise in the stands.

"Well done Ivo!"

"we support you!"

"Although I thought you would fail, you did a great job in that battle just now!"

"That's how we fight!"

Many viewers looked at Mandero and Ralph jokingly. The two people had ugly faces and looked very angry.

Koliya shook her head and said: "If you don't have enough strength, no matter how many scrolls you have, it will be useless!"

Jack's behavior angered almost everyone in the audience, and Ivo was praised unanimously in the stands.

The farce ended and Ivo returned to the field, "Next."

The vice president waved his hand, and Cicero took a deep breath and walked up slowly.

"Another assassin?" Ivo frowned.

Cicero felt a little powerless in his heart. He was the sixth person, and half of the Royal Academy had been overthrown. Although he was an assassin who was not good at head-to-head confrontation, he was famous and powerful enough. The vice-president wanted to send him on the field. Try it, and the most important thing is that the four people after him have already been confirmed.

Although Cicero tried his best and relied on his super agility to keep the battle going for five minutes, leaving six or seven deep wounds on Ivo's body and solving three afterimage clones, he was still defeated in the end. Cicero was surrounded by the afterimage clone of Ivo, was hit by lotus flowers more than a dozen times, broke more than a dozen bones, and passed out immediately.

"Next!" Ivo wiped the wound, breathing a little hurriedly. He was not an iron man. He defeated six people in a row. He felt a little tired. There were eleven afterimage clones left. The "clone" was ghostly. Ji can only be used once a day, and it has a time limit, so he can't delay it any longer.

The audience was silent.

If the count is correct, Ivo has already reached the seventh round, which is Ivo’s limit in everyone’s mind.

From now on, every step Ivo takes will refresh the audience's understanding of him.

However, some rational viewers analyzed: "Ivo's physical strength was very high, and neither Demari nor Caesar played. The situation is actually not good."

Supporters looked worried.

Some disapproving spectators shook their heads and said: "This should be his limit. It is impossible for him to challenge ten people."

Nafei clenched her clothes tightly and murmured softly: "You won't lose."

Talper murmured: "It's actually possible to get this far."

Donald looked shocked. He was not so strong when he was young. It seemed that Ivo still had some strength left.

The faces of everyone in the Royal Academy were ugly. One by one, the famous geniuses in the academy fell under Ivo's hammer. They felt that they were disgraced.

Leon took a deep breath and appeared. He was the seventh person.

"We haven't seen each other for two years. You have become too strong." Leon said solemnly, "I have no confidence in defeating you."

Ivo raised his eyebrows, a little surprised that Leon was showing weakness.

Leon said slowly: "You challenge my academy, I can't stay out of it. Even if I am not your opponent, I still have to consume your energy and gain an advantage for those behind you. When setting the rules for the ten challenges, you should have already I just expected this kind of result.”

Ivo changed the weapon to Metos, quickly adjusted his breathing, "Come on."

Leon, wrapped in holy light, strode towards him, and Ivo faced him bravely.

Leon's holy light was "thick" and should have been difficult to deal with, but Metos was so powerful that he was beaten to a desperate state. Coupled with the interference from his clones, Leon was defeated in just three minutes. Before being defeated, Leon exploded all the holy light, killing six clones at once, and hit Ivo hard in the abdomen.

Ivo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his fighting spirit burning, and he glared at everyone in the Royal Academy: "Next!"

Intimidated by his momentum, the expressions of the students at the Royal Academy changed slightly.

A student wearing a gray mage robe emerged from the crowd. He looked about twenty-four years old and looked arrogant. Before speaking, this mage student summoned several shields around him, and then slowly spoke: "Howell Lynches, I am the one who ends you, and Game 8 is your end."

Ivo was stunned, a member of the Lynches family?

Howell was a branch of the Lynches family and Talper's nephew.

"I don't like you," Howell said coldly: "How can a country bumpkin like you be qualified to join the Lynches family? I really don't know what my uncle was thinking, but he actually crowned you the 'Linches Star' 'You don't deserve this glorious title, you will only bring shame to this title!"

The audience looked at each other, and many looked at Talper.

Talper's face was complicated. Although Howell was his nephew, he did not have any contact with him. Howell's father was the lord of Gregor City and a lord.

Ivo was indifferent and said calmly: "Have you said enough? Do you want to say a few more words and take advantage of this time to summon a few more shields before the fight starts?"

The audience laughed. Howell's act of summoning a shield before the fight started was obviously opportunistic and he was afraid of Ivo's lethality to the mage.

Howell's face turned red, he snorted coldly, and chanted loudly. The light of the staff gradually became brighter. The spell was difficult to recite, and the chanting time seemed to be quite long. The power of this spell was definitely not low.

Ivo directly threw Metos, and the red thunder shot through the air, instantly pierced Howell's shield, and went straight to his chest.

"Buzz!" A golden eggshell-like shield appeared around Howell, and his necklace shattered. This was an automatically activated shield. Red thunder struck on it, shattering the shield.

Howell fell to the ground, his face pale. Unexpectedly, he still underestimated the power of Ivo's throwing spear. The shield summoned in advance was completely useless. He gritted his teeth and got up, and wanted to continue chanting spells and casting spells.

Ivo directly turned on the mana furnace, speeding up several times. When Howell said the first spell, he rushed to his side, pinched Howell's mouth with his big hand, and pressed back the second spell. In his belly. Ivo used his arms to lift Howell up.

Howell's eyes were shocked and he struggled to escape from Ivo's iron arm.

"Even as a mage, your attack speed is too slow." Ivo said lightly, putting a knee on Howell's stomach. Howell's face instantly turned pale, and a large amount of sweat dripped from his forehead, and he arched in pain. The body twitched on the ground.

Seeing that Howell was in so much pain that he couldn't even admit defeat, Ivo lightly tapped Howell on the head with his red spear, which represented victory. He exhaled and said, "Carry it away."

The vice-chancellor's face was extremely ugly. Howell, the gray-robed wizard he had placed high hopes on, was defeated so neatly, which was beyond his imagination.

In the stands, Ander said in surprise: "This mage is so weak."

Nafei shook her head: "Howell is not weak, but his actual combat experience is too lacking, and his combat skills are rough and limited to the stage of mage fighting. Facing flexible warriors, the mage must move, and first The choice of a spell is very important, and it must be cast quickly. Although Howell was clever and summoned a shield before the battle, during the actual battle, he wanted to use a large magic for his first spell. The chanting time was too long and the loss was lost. Without the advantage of the mage’s uninterrupted long-range strikes, he is too young compared to Ivo.”

When Howell was carried off, everyone in the audience gasped.

This is...the eighth.

Before he knew it, Ivo had killed eight elite students from the Royal Academy!

So what happens next is...

All the spectators looked at Daimari, who was sitting on the stone pier of the wall in the Royal Academy camp.

Daimari stood up slowly, with deep-seated hatred and fanaticism on his face, and murmured: "It's finally my turn..."