I Keep Witches While Others Keep Dragons

The fight hadn't started yet, and the atmosphere was filled with gunpowder.

Even the referee could sense that something was wrong.

Different from the last round.

The magic power between Andrew and was quite intense.

It never occurred to Isco that Andrew could remain calm in the face of the magic power he had released.

'This little bastard has been disrespectful since the first time he saw me. Now facing the battle that is about to start with me, he can still remain so calm.'

Isco had never seen such a person in his life.

His father was the director of the sixteenth branch of the magic association.

In terms of status, strength, and even above Nicholas.

Everyone knew that they had to bow to him one by one.

It was the first time that Isco had seen someone like Andrew who didn't want to be tamed.

How arrogant he was!

'If I don't kill him today, everyone dares to offend me in the future.'

"Uncle, is Andrew okay?"

In the spectator stands, Rachel asked worriedly, "I know that man named Isco. He is not an ordinary person, and his status and strength are outstanding among his peers."

Seeing this, Thomas swallowed and said firmly, "No problem. My son has overcome so many difficulties. He will never stop here."

The atmosphere on the stage was so dignified as if the air had solidified.

The referee slowly raised his hand and announced with difficulty.

"Start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the eight people moved at the same time.

Heaven-piercing spear.

He summoned two heaven-piercing spears with both hands and threw them to the right.

The heads of two grade-three students from the Dragon Mage Academy exploded. They didn't even have a chance to resist and died on the spot.

Get rid of other people first.

Almost at the same time, with his two fists twined with golden flames, he hit Andrew's head mercilessly.

But before the fist hit him.

A cold light flashed across Isco's eyes.

The sixth sense gave out a fatal red alarm at the same time.

The silver arrow almost grazed his earlobe. The extremely low temperature and wind pressure had left a gash in his face that was frozen with a thin layer of frost before blood could flow.

If it weren't for his instinctive dodge, the arrow would have pierced through the middle of his eyebrows.

It was not until then that he realized that the person who shot the arrow was Nason, who was behind Andrew.

In Nason's hand, there was an elf arrow between each of his fingers. He pulled the bowstring at a very fast speed.

The three arrows all left the bowstring in only 0.1 seconds.

That wasn't to shoot three arrows at a time. The archers had a characteristic: they could shoot many arrows at a time. No matter how many arrows were shot, their power combined was the same as shooting an arrow.

Because the strength of the bowstring was limited, shooting two arrows would cause the bowstring's kinetic energy and magic power to be equally divided by the two arrows, and the three arrows were the same.

Nason shot three arrows three times, but he was so skilled and fast that it seemed that he had only pulled the bowstring once.

The three arrows were so fierce that Isco had to give up the attack and dodge.

Every time the arrow hit the battle ring, a big hole with a diameter of three or four meters would be exploded.

Was it too powerful? Was this an arrow?

Before Isco could react, a gust of evil wind blew towards the back of his head.

Back?

With the beast's intuition, he quickly bent down.

The first arrow he shot turned back and almost hit the back of his head.

The icy arrow flew back to Nason's hand like a living creature, which made Isco tremble with fear.

It was said that the high-level elf arrow could even have intelligence, and the arrow itself had intelligence. After shooting, it could carry out infinite pursuit of the enemy according to the needs of its master until it hit the enemy.

Besides Andrew, did his teammate have the strength that was no less than grade three?

And that cooperation.

'Andrew killed the other people on purpose and gave me a chance, but his teammate stopped me.'

The cooperation between the two was as smooth as flowing water, and their fighting ideas were also unfathomable.

It was not until then that Isco realized that Andrew was strong not only because of himself.

The cooperation between him and his teammates was not inferior.

Isco glanced sideways.

'The two from Fierce Vulture have already run to the edge of the battle ring. Judging from the situation, whether we win or attack, they will immediately jump off the battle ring to eliminate themselves.'

Was it Abel's trick?

That son of a bitch.

Isco didn't care about the two of them. Instead, he fixed his eyes on Andrew.

He winked at his teammate, and the teammate understood what he meant. He dashed to the side in a big stride. The path circled in an arc and attacked Nason behind Andrew.

"Can you deal with him?"

"No problem!"

After a simple exchange of words, Andrew and Nason were divided into two groups.

"Come on! Let me teach you how to behave. It's useful in your next life!"

With a sneer, the flames wrapped around Isco's arms rose from the ground.

Andrew put on an icy armor and condensed the frozen dragon bite on his arms.

Isco was a typical strong attack mage.

Andrew, on the other hand, gave up his advantage of long-range and started a fierce fight with Isco.

Bang!

The collision of the ice fist and the fire fist produced a deafening sound.

The dust on the battle ring was blown away by the two people.

"That's all you can do?"

Isco laughed wildly.

He exerted force on his arm.

Andrew's knees bent half an inch under his pressure in the struggle.

With a click, a crack appeared on Andrew's hand. The hot air penetrated through the crack, making his fist feel a little hot.

'He is far more powerful than my magic power, and fire attribute naturally suppresses the ice attribute. Only relying on ice attribute is not enough to make up for the difference in fighting capacity.'

Andrew frowned.

However!

Frost.

Millennium year ice prison.

Ice virgin.

He used three kinds of ice attribute magic in a row.

Instantly, Isco was frozen in three layers from the inside.

Andrew gathered his heaven-piercing spear and was ready to give him the last shot.

But at this moment.

The thick ice suddenly emitted a golden light.

"It doesn't work!"

Bang!

The three icy blockages were shattered from inside to outside.

The raging fire made Andrew step back.

He looked up.

Isco was bathed in fire.

The thick flame condensed into a thick armor that looked like a warrior's.

What's that?

That was not the ordinary magic like the fire armor.

The high temperature instantly dissolved the frost on the ground.

The surrounding scenery was distorted in this exaggerated temperature.

Ten meters away, Andrew's ice armor seemed to be melting.

"Do you think you can defeat me just by a bastard like you? I'm the son of Mast, the director of the sixteenth branch of the magic association! He was a magic genius once in a thousand years."

"You bastard, you are just one of the snowy bones that will not even be remembered by me!"

He released magic power with all his strength.

In an instant, more than half of the battle ring was engulfed by the raging fire.

A tornado-like fire rose from the ground and dyed the whole arena golden.

Andrew was shocked.

This magic power was definitely not something that a mere 500.

Could it be that...

Andrew could only think of one possibility.

Did he use tonic?