Super Dimensional Wizard

"Card: Garden of the Goddess of Dawn. (Pinyin of bi qi wu)" This card is a healing card in his set, and its effect is comparable to the second-level magic! But he can only instill one every two days, which is extremely precious.

After using "Garden of the Goddess of Dawn", almost in the blink of an eye, the wound on Black Jack's arm was healed. At the same time, a small golden arrow was ejected from the muscle fiber under the treatment of the card. come out.

When Black Jack saw the small golden arrow, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Remote alchemy weapon? No wonder it can be used instantly!" A trace of greed flashed in Black Jack's eyes. In the barbaric cave where alchemists are scarce, alchemy weapons are completely rare, let alone long-range alchemy weapons that can be used by first-level apprentices.

"This alchemy weapon will definitely be mine! As soon as my injury is healed, the chick will let me break its wings if I use the punishment of the hanging man! Whoosh whoosh whoosh-" Black Jack chuckled in a low voice: "The young bird Even the young bird didn't attack me at such a great opportunity. It seems that he is a newcomer who has never seen the darkness of the wizarding world. This kind of newcomer still retains the ridiculous sympathy of mortals. I only need to pretend to be weak at this time, and he will because Hesitate with sympathy, and then when I recover from my injuries, I can trample him under my feet..."

Thinking of this, Black Jack decided to put on an expression of "toughness mixed with a little weakness, pride mixed with a hint of stubbornness", and put an end to the mortal opera he had seen. This kind of expression is the easiest to impress the audience. Hahahaha, the chick will definitely be moved by my performance!

Black Jack raised his head and wanted to impress the Milk Baron with this expression, making him hesitate even for five seconds!

But when Black Jack saw Milk Baron's movements clearly, he felt a tightness in his chest, as if blood was rising!

"This is not a baby bird at all, it's so shameless!" Black Jack felt fire in his chest and blood in his mouth!

From the time he was injured by the alchemy weapon, up to six seconds had passed! Only six seconds!

Milk Baron had at least 4 defensive spells laid out in front of him!

Moreover, it is still increasing!

"How afraid of death are you? Are all the techniques you learned defensive techniques?"

When Black Jack's injuries were healed by the Dawn Goddess, Milk Baron actually had 7 spells in front of him, 4 defensive spells, and 3 control spells to block his approach. There is also a composite fire wall that combines "Grease Technique" and "Fire Technique"!

"Shameless, shameless, so shameless! You shameless person pretending to be a rookie!" Under such a defense, even a second-level wizard apprentice would have to attack for five or six seconds! As a first-level apprentice, it would take him at least half a minute to break through the defense.

Angel was called a shameless person without any sense of shame. He originally planned to use this rogue method to reach the top of the Sky Tower, so when he was scolded, he was scolded. He had something even more shameless that he hadn't done! Anyway, no one knows me, I am not Angel, I am the Milk Baron with a cold personality!

Angel immediately raised his hand, and a golden light shot out from his sleeve.

Black Jack was recovering from his injuries, so there was no way he could escape. The small golden arrow pierced Black Jack's right arm.

That wasn't enough, the little golden arrows in Angel's hand seemed to be free of charge, and they were shot by Angel like flowers flying in the sky, aiming directly at Black Jack's vital points.

Black Jack was startled by the rain of arrows. From the remaining two cards, he took out a card with a cross and a shield on it.

"Card, Knight's Shield!" Black Jack put out the Knight's Shield, slightly blocking a few small golden arrows, but under the threat of the arrow rain, the Knight's Shield showed signs of cracking.

"No more fighting, I admit defeat, stop it!" Black Jack shouted, admitting defeat, and then threw his information card into the air.

The defense cannot be broken, and long-range alchemical weapons are always targeting his vital points. If he doesn't admit defeat, he will really die!

Life and death are not a concern in the Sky Tower Arena, but you can admit defeat. As long as he admits defeat and throws out the information card, the ring manager will activate the magic energy array to separate the two sides.

As the information card was thrown into the air, a magic energy array immediately appeared, and a faint glass cover appeared in the center of the two people. Angel's weapon could no longer hit Black Jack.

"The game is over, Milk Baron wins!"

A row of subtitles appeared on the transparent glass screen in mid-air. As the subtitles fell, the Black Jack information card floating in mid-air suddenly emitted a ray of light and penetrated into Angel's own information card in his pocket.

Angel took out the Sky Tower information card and found that there was an extra piece of information about defeating Black Jack in the card. The points increased by 3 points. At the same time, based on the number of battles and winning rate of Black Jack, he received 150 contribution points.

"Not bad. 150 contribution points is worth the price of the arrow." Angel put away the information card and strode off the ring.

Black Jack collapsed on the ground, with multiple holes shot through his body by small golden arrows, and he looked dying. Finally, he was carried off by the staff of the Sky Tower.

When there was no one left in the 7th ring, bursts of surprise erupted in the audience.

"Lord Black Jack, didn't you agree to break the wings of this chick? How could it be..."

"Baby bird? He beat Black Jack until he was unable to fight back. How could he be a baby bird?"

"Perhaps the person in the black robe is a third-level apprentice?"

The audience on the first floor were mostly ordinary people, so their sighs and regrets were basically just guesses. But on the other side, the wizard apprentices watching the battle were also whispering.

"Black Jack lost? He actually lost?"

"Didn't you notice? That Milk Baron has an alchemical weapon, and it's a long-range alchemical weapon!"

"I saw it, damn it, I really want it!"

"Why don't we wait until that kid is alone and let's have a fight?"

"We still don't know the identity of the Milk Baron. He was able to use alchemy weapons when he was a first-level apprentice. Maybe the power behind him is very powerful. Let's not make ourselves uncomfortable."

"Coward!"

When Angel returned to the backstage from the player tunnel, the eyes of the people in the player area changed from contempt at the beginning to fear, surprise, and more importantly, greed.

Angel came to the lottery area again. The middle-aged woman seemed to have watched Angel's game. She glanced at Angel's wrist that was covered by a black robe, and then smiled imperceptibly.

"Your Excellency Milk Baron, do you want to continue the game?"

Angel nodded. Although he was a little nervous because of his maiden match just now, he deployed seven spells in one breath, which consumed almost half of his magic power. But it should be okay to meditate for a while and play a few more games. It is impossible for him to encounter opponents like Black Jack every time.

"Okay, please draw lots," the middle-aged woman said.

Angel expertly reached out and stirred in the lottery box, and then took out a ball based on intuition.

No. 035325.

The middle-aged woman took the ball, and soon a row of words appeared on the transparent screen in front of her: "Milk Baron vs. Ash Warrior, Arena 6 of the Sky Tower in half an hour."

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Amid the chatter of discussions among the people around him, Angel walked to a remote corner, closed his eyes and meditated, putting on an expression that would keep no one close to him.

Angel hadn't meditated for long when he heard familiar footsteps again.

"Fate has guided you, but it has not guided me." Angel said coldly with his eyes closed.

"Milk, I just watched your game. I didn't expect you to be so good." A laughing voice.

Angel snorted: "Don't call me milk."

"Baron, was the alchemical weapon you used just now? It's so powerful. Was it refined by Master Prome?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Angel opened his eyes and looked through the hood at the person standing in front of him.

Still dressed like a white bear, still smiling, but with an exquisite black paint short staff on his hand.

Angel sighed slightly in his heart, why does this person keep pestering him?

"I'm just curious. There are no famous people who can use alchemy weapons in the barbaric caves. Their weapons have all been stripped to their roots. And the weapon in your hand seems to appear for the first time, and it's the same as all theirs. no the same."

"So what." Angel said in a very impatient tone: "Why are you following me?"

White Bear said with a smile: "Fate is intertwined, I am destined to meet you again."

"It's obvious that you came here on your own, don't talk about fate." Angel waved his hand: "Forget it if you don't tell me. I'm going to compete soon, so don't interrupt my meditation to restore my magic power."

After hearing this, Bai Xiong didn't bother Angel and left with a smile and his cane.

When the white bear disappeared, Angel frowned, not understanding what this person meant.

After meditating for another ten minutes, Angel found the sound of footsteps coming to his ears again. This time, the footsteps were heavier and not like the steps of a white bear.

Angel looked up impatiently and found that the person coming was actually Black Jack.

His body was wrapped with bandages, his hat was taken off, and his single-sided glasses were gone, revealing short gray-green hair and handsome appearance.

"What are you..." doing? Angel was about to ask when he suddenly remembered his aloofness: "Humph."

He snorted and looked for Shuyuan www. zhaｏｓｓｎ.com Angel stopped talking and waited for Black Jack to speak.

"I admit defeat in the competition just now. But I'm warning you, don't tell my secret. Otherwise, even if I risk my life, I will still make you look good!"

Black Jack's words were very convincing. But Angel still doesn't know what Black Jack is talking about. What is his secret? Is it simply a copy of Sanders in appearance?

Angel looked at Black Jack carefully and found that after taking off his hat, his short gray-green hair was almost exactly the same as Sanders's, and his appearance seemed to be two or three points similar.

"Could it be that Black Jack is the illegitimate son of a cheap tutor?!" Angel silently imagined a love drama with ups and downs in his heart. In order to win the approval of his strict father, the forbearing illegitimate son gradually changed his appearance, dress and personality. He is getting closer to his "father". Unfortunately, his heartless father doesn't care about his performance at all. This makes his psychology twisted and perverted, and he even takes pleasure in torturing newcomers...

Black Jack warned Angel, and then hobbled away on crutches.

"Oh, what a poor child." Angel looked at Black Jack's lonely back, drawing a sad ending to the theater in his mind.