Vol 2 Chapter 601: Warthog bladder (modified, sincere thanks to the silver leader for love...

"The voice is loud." The voice of the host of the stilt barrel match just now sounded again, which made the noise on the court come to an abrupt end. Everyone wanted to know what happened. "Next, what we are about to see is a glorious duel. , The initiator of the duel was a duel master from the southwestern valley of England-Godric Gryffindor; the challenger was Alan Friedrich Harris from the Upper Rhine Valley, each of them brought a The inflatable warthog bladder uses rules similar to the bollard show popular in East Franconia! But whoever pierces the warthog bladder of the opponent's waist with the handle of a flying broom first will be the winner of this glorious duel! It is forbidden during the duel. Use the magic wand, otherwise it will be regarded as a waiver! Now, the two warriors, prepare to-lift off!"
Following the host's order, the two quickly lifted into the air, and then tacitly moved away from each other in a back-to-back direction.
Then, after the host used his magic wand to launch fireworks as the start signal, the red-haired wizard directly controlled the broomstick and rushed towards Alan. He threw himself into a duel, like a majestic lion-and Alan did not give in. Meaning, he controlled the broom so that he and Gryffindor were tentatively entangled with each other in the air to judge the strength of each other.
The eyes under the Gryffindor peaked cap were full of fighting spirit. After seeing Ravenclaw's movements before the start of the game, he understood what Ravenclaw wanted to tell him. Although he was disappointed, he was very disappointed. He decided to take this duel more seriously, not because of jealousy, nor entirely because of anger and disappointment, but because as a duel master, he could not lose the glory and courage of the duel, and he would never admit defeat-even if the result It will not change, he also wants to prove to Ravenclaw that he is better than the light blond haired boy in front of him!
And Allen is not used to such a backward flying broomstick. After all, this is the first time he has used a product that has been behind his usual model for a whole thousand years. He did not use the cushion curse on his broomstick. Voldemort's situation is different, and this duel is due to Ravenclaw. Although she is not Luna now, Alan does not want to destroy the sanctity of this glorious duel.
However, Allen also had to admit that the opponent was a difficult opponent-Gryffindor was strong and aggressive, and used some skills with his muscle power to forcefully attack Allen. And Gryffindor is obviously very proficient in this kind of duel. His attacks seem to come from all directions. During the attack, he did not forget to protect and prevent Allen from piercing his warthog bladder. However, as he was in the age The best seeker in the world, Allen's flying skills after systematic professional training, and a lot of flying experience have made him sure that he is ahead of the opponent in this regard.
"Sorry, Rowena, I didn't expect Godric to ask me for a bladder to duel Alan." Helga Hufflepuff, who came here after hearing the news, sat beside Ravenclaw apologizing. Then he looked at the sky with a worried face, "This lion actually started a duel with so many boys younger than him! I hope they don't have any accidents..."
"Godric won't win." Ravenclaw dug a spoonful of the yogurt pudding that Hufflepuff brought her and put it in her mouth, sighing contentedly-she thought Alan had used a cushion spell.
"He was fooled by you again?" Helga asked suddenly, but Ravenclaw obviously didn't mean to discuss it anymore.
And the two people in the sky quickly circled the arena and entangled and chased them high in the sky. The trajectory of the two crossing each other formed a spiral arc, but judging from the trajectory of the entire flight, because their speed is really fast, It's almost a mess. In the seemingly frantic attack, the two people did not lose their tactics. In the process of charging and testing each other, Allen assessed that Gryffindor might have taken magical potions. In addition, he was a mature man and a minor. His own is not dominant in strength.
The two were fighting, and once they got close, they slammed each other with their fists. Although Allen lacks this kind of dueling experience, he has a set of more advanced flying skills. He doubled his use of flexible and changeable flying methods, constantly using his advantages in flying technology from Gryffindor several times. The front quickly went around behind Gryffindor and then chased up from behind in order to avoid the opponent’s fist and attack the warthog bladder-but Gryffindor was brave and forced to use his body to open Allen away to avoid the bladder thorn.
When Allen was knocked away again, he drew a semicircle in the air to try to change his strategy, but Gryffindor accelerated his speed and rushed towards him and flew forward in parallel with Allen.
"Boy, don't even think about pulling the distance anymore." Gryffindor rushed forward, but Allen dexterously flicked his tail and stopped the broom, changed direction, and found that Gryffindor was thrown away in a hurry. Xia also imitated his own actions-but it made him grin and take a breath, glanced at the broomstick under his crotch and frowned, before rushing towards Allen.
Gryffindor flew to the front of Allen and yelled: "Fight me, kid!" He likes to attack frontally, using his own physical strength to slam his fist.
"Come here!" Allen controlled the broom to flexibly avoid the attack range of his fist, and while Gryffindor stood up again, his arm got under Gryffindor's arm like a snake and hit it with a punch. Gryffindor and his broom were slammed into the air, slamming into the burning barrels high in the sky, and there was an exclamation from the audience, just in the hot. When Firetongue was about to kiss Gryffindor, he finally controlled his figure.
"Why do you have to face him?" Ravenclaw was a little confused, but the hands that had been digging the pudding couldn't help slowing down the frequency, and she finally let her eyes stare at the two people who were constantly entangled in the sky.
"We have never seen such a scene! The combination of stilt barrels and bollard play makes the game more dangerous!" the host yelled in horror. The audience was extremely quiet for a while, and everyone watched the duel of the two brave men with their breath.
The two of them fought in the midst of the series of burning wooden barrels hanging high in the sky, not only to avoid puncturing their warthog bladder, to watch out for each other's attacks, but also to beware of the overflowing tongue of fire.
In a place with such obstacles, Gryffindor has the advantage-Allen's movable range is reduced between these floating barrels of fire.
Accidentally, Allen was knocked into the air by the opponent at the moment of the collision. The burning barrel seemed to swallow him~EbookFREE.me~ As soon as he was about to hit the barrel, Allen quickly The ground twisted, and rotated through the burning wooden barrel with the broom.
"Alan? Harris-Oh, my God!" the host shouted in a loud and loud voice, "Did you see it? Unprecedented flying skills! I can guarantee that if he participated in the competition just now, the champion must be him. Yes!" In this era, no one has ever seen anyone like Alan who has used the tried and tested Quidditch flying skills to fly. This hand has also won the enthusiastic cheers of the audience.
Not only that, Allen used the speed and momentum of his rotation to directly hit Gryffindor who wanted to attack again. The fast speed made Gryffindor who was rushing towards the other party too late to escape, Allen’s The tip of the broom hit him, and the tips of the two brooms cracked gaps, and the branches at the tail of Gryffindor's broom even began to disintegrate, and many of them had been scattered in the air and floated down.
But at the same time, Gryffindor’s fist hit Allen’s face, and then he flew diagonally down because the broom was a little unwilling, and the red-haired wizard had to put his hand back again to try to stabilize him. Flying broomstick.
After a brief period of dizziness, Allen took a sip, spit out the blood foam from his mouth, and then chased Gryffindor, who had begun to lose control.
Their speed seemed to be faster because of the angle of the fall--and they were rushing towards the ground.
"They are going to fall to the ground!" Hufflepuff next to Ravenclaw exclaimed, and drew out his wand to pick up someone with a shock absorption curse at a critical moment.
The audience did not dare to breathe out, many ladies covered their mouths, and some turned their heads too far to see the tragedy that followed.