No attacks were faster than Sog's sword. The knights' attack speed was always very fast. They sacrificed the power of spells to seek the speed of attack.

A small staff naturally cannot stop Sogge's sword, and even the Staff of Judgment does not have this ability. The power of the staff lies in its ability to maximize the power of a sorcerer rather than how strong it is.

Zhuo Jia frowned. He naturally could not fight Sogby in close combat, but he would not surrender.

Now that he is in the magic circle, how could he be defeated?

Zhuo Jia retreated quickly, and he had no time to chant. Soge was unmoved and caught up directly. Soge had just entered the broken melting array, and the originally dim light suddenly lit up again. The endless wind blades circled and cut, so Ge ​​would not be injured by these wind blades, but he could not escape for a while.

How could the King of Magic Formation only set up a level of melting array? He superimposed some nodes on the formation diagram of the melting array. Once the melting array is destroyed, these nodes can form a new magic array with the remaining array diagram unless all nodes are destroyed at once.

Sog's chip uses inertia to stab the nodes again and again before it is melted until it is destroyed. However, this magical array, the polar wind blade array, directly moved the climate of the North Asmod continent, which is harsh all year round, and it is difficult to move in it. Only Zhuo Jia can do it, because he is the only one who has seen the Great North Wind Blade. Sog threw the heavy sword quietly, held the hilt of the sword in his backhand, exerted force with his arm, and bent down and chopped towards the ground with force.

"Ha!" Sog's voice was clear. Even the roar in this fierce battle would not be as thunderous as it was, but the fighting spirit and excitement in the roar made Zhuo Jia stunned.

After all, he is still a young man... The first mage who is only twenty-six is ​​in his heart. The polar wind blade formation, Soge cannot come out, and he cannot go in. But Soge will not stay for long, the first knight is not so weak. Zhuo Jia pursed his lips and quickly spit out a series of obscure spells. The ground gradually cracked, and black vines burst out.

Soge destroyed the magic circle and rushed out. He faced the vines head-on. His face, which was as delicate as ice and snow, was now full of cruel and bloodthirsty smiles. He was separated by a wind blade by countless wounds. Blood slowly overflowed, and a strong smell of blood spread out, which was so strong that it made people nauseate, and instinctively wanted to approach - the bloodthirsty desire in the deepest part of a person's heart. He still held the sword in his back hand, and came bloody in an irresistible tough attitude.

Zhuojia still looked indifferent, and even though Sog's murderous look did not arouse his desire to fight.

"Break it for me!" The sword blade pressed against his arms, and his arms pressed against his chest. Sog rushed straight towards the vines. He rotated his body, and the heavy sword easily separated the vines.

Zhuo Jia didn't care. He casually set up another magic circle and took a step back again. This time it was just a defensive magic circle. It can be seen that he just treated this competition as a game and did not take it seriously.

"Zhuojia... I haven't said that you are like this... I really hate you more and more!" Who knew that Sogge almost immediately cut open his arm, blood dripped down, and the blood immediately raged in the training room. The circuit cracked, and the spiritual power circulating in it quickly dissipated. Zhuojia was stunned and immediately remembered what Lei Lang once warned himself: "All real knights are arrogant and have a strong sense of self-esteem. They even attach more importance to duels than life. If you agree to Sogge's request for duels but are not serious, even if you fight for your life, he will make you pay the price. Not paying attention to duels is equivalent to contempt for them."

So that's it, you came with the idea of ​​dying, and I thought it was a game... Then, as you wish, I would like to offer one of my few seriousness...

The spiritual power collision in the training ground had reached a point where Gano could not stand it, but he still refused to leave, so he just shrank slightly behind the wall. Sog's unconcealed fighting spirit made him feel excited. However, Zhuo Jia was still not very interested and very uneven.

Sog once again broke through Zhuojia's magic circle, and this time he finally became serious. Gano's breathing became rapid, and he was eager to know who was stronger.

"Deadly Bond!" Zhuojia waved his staff and countless undeads floated out from all over him. As the only black mage, these dark spells are his powers.

Soge bent his waist slightly, jumped up, and turned around. "Drink!" The clusters of crystal stones suddenly cracked inch by inch, and flew into the air one by one, embedded in the undead piece by piece. Then, with Soge as the center, the blue light connected to each other and exploded. Soge held the sword in both hands and slashed towards Zhuojia.

"Is it thunder?" Zhuo Jia couldn't help but curse himself careless. Soge's magic sword crystal was originally a spell for large-scale attacks, but he had to summon the undead. The magic sword crystal can absorb the opponent's spiritual power and then gather this spiritual power on Soge's sword... These constitute the terrifying destructive power of "thunder". The power of the undead bond depends on the number of undead summoned by the spellcaster. As the first mage, how could he summon few undeads?

The only weakness of Thunder is the user himself. Thunder’s preparation time is too long, and the user in this period is completely unable to move. However, he is Soger, which is the move he created, so he naturally knows this, so he has surrounded himself in advance to let this weakness disappear.

Mages have never been good at melee combat. Ranking is the knight's fatal point.

But Soge can break this tradition, and Zhuojia can do it too. "Bronze Blood Shield!" He didn't care about the mage's slow control of the whole audience, Zhuojia pointed at Soge with his staff, and his spiritual power erupted.

Spiritual power gushed out from the meridians and gathered on the staff. After being woven and blessed, it formed a shield. A bronze shield engraved with complex patterns stood in front of him, and Zhuo quickly used the staff to engrave a spell on it.

Hurry up, hurry up! The thunder is almost completed. When it is completed, it is the moment when Soeger attacks. He must hurry up before Soeger. No one can fight head-on. He can only defend himself first and then make plans. The most urgent task is to defend himself. He must hurry up!

The tip of the staff even sparked a spark on the shield. While Zhuo Jia engraved the last string of spells, Soge appeared in front of him. However, the next moment, Soge suddenly disappeared and then appeared beside him, and the heavy sword barely swept across his waist.

"Blood erosion!" Following Zhuo Jia's mouth, strands of blood spread onto Suo Ge's sword. The blood wrapped around the sword's body frantically, and even covered his hands. Zhuo Jia's bloodline, Hydra - Xudra.

The legendary Xudra has nine heads, one of which is immortal, and its blood is the most toxic and highly toxic. Zhuojia's Hydra bloodline was obtained by striking Xudra with his own hands and then intersecting with the dead snake girl.

Sog just frowned, then shook his hand and said coldly: "Is the strength of the first mage the only one?" Zhuo Jia stared at his blood gradually corroding the heavy sword, and felt inexplicably irritated.

It’s not like this, it shouldn’t be like this. This battle shouldn’t be so boring. What is it for yourself who is so careful and calculate every step of the way?

I still rely too much on the Staff of Judgment and the power of blood. Zhuo Jia thought so.

I am the only black wizard. I am the king with extremely accurate spiritual control and extremely powerful black magic, rather than being so concise. My calculations are the life of my opponent, not my own.

I am the king of magic circles, I am the black wizard, I am the first wizard, Zhuojia.

"Destroy the Hero's Blade." Zhuojia raised his staff and roared in front of Sog.
Chapter completed!