Chapter 462: Am I late? (third more!)

"Clement, Constance, you play with me." Klaus did not pay attention to Hank's ridicule, and ordered two names.
"Good." The two teenagers went out and followed Klaus's silence into the arena. This game is not a showworthy thing for them.
There was silence in the stands, and everyone looked at this scene with some nervousness. The strongest three of the Magic Academy will already be there, but there is still no way for the green-haired teenager who is arrogant from beginning to end. Feel at ease.
"This, we must win." Klaus clenched his fist and whispered.
The other two teenagers nodded solemnly at the same time, and looked at Hank with a dignified expression.
Hank was looking at the opposite three with a relaxed face, and there was no tension because of the pair of three.
"It seems that Novo wants my baby to help him out, but is the little guy oversleeping? How come I haven't come yet, I am starving to death." In the corner seat, Krasu looks around. For the first time, I was a little worried.
"The seniors are cheering!" Daphne held a small fist and encouraged her.
"The wood magician with super control has no pressure on one enemy three." Ignatz whispered, and the small bean sprouts on the top of his head rotated like a propeller.
"The eighth challenge, start!" Karpas loudly.
"Hands!" Klaus drank, his hand lifted, his mouth muttered a spell, and the three-foot-long ice cones flew in a line toward Hank.
Clement raised his hand with a fireball, and made a three-pointer in mid-air, flying in an arc toward Hank.
"The water element hidden in the air, please listen to my call, give me the power of the water god..." Constance sat directly on the ground with his cross-legged legs, whispering a spell in his mouth, the smoldering water vapor began around his body. Gathering, it seems that there is a lot of magic in general.

Is this playing games?
Hank looked at the ice cones and fireballs that flew from different directions. He smiled, his left hand lifted, and the green light appeared in front of him, quickly condensing into a vine. Hollow wooden shield.
Three ice cones and three fireballs squatted on top of the wooden shield. The wooden shield that looked fragile was lit with green light, the ice cone was broken, and the fireball burst. It was not able to break the wooden shield, even one. The root vines are not broken.
"He is an intermediate magician, and he is full of shots!" Klaus's face is extremely dignified. It is easy to defend their attack defense by raising a wooden shield between them. This strength confirms the information they have received before, and they have three levels of magic. The hope of the division to defeat him is not great.
"In my name, summon snowballs!" The black magic wand in Claus's hand waved forward, and the top of Hank began to condense with ice and snow. It seems that something is coming.
"Lianhuan fireball!" Clement sighed softly, and the magic wand slammed into Hank, and the five fireballs joined in a line, flying toward him.
"Summon the waves, give him the ultimate blow!" Constance's voice suddenly increased, the magic stick pointed to Hank, a three-meter-high, three-meter-wide blue wave appeared out of thin air, followed by A chain of fireballs patted Hank.
"Snowball, coming!" Klaus drank at the same time, the snow and ice that condensed together suddenly fell into a basketball-sized snowball, such as a meteorite that fell toward Hank below.
"Two intermediate magic, the peak of a primary magic, this time, should you be able to win?" The students of the Magic Academy are wide-eyed and look at this scene. The strongest three people in the college team up, even a four-level magician. It is also enough for a fight.
The students in the audience are also looking forward to watching this scene. The green-haired guy is really awful. If he beats him, he will be relieved.
Even the teachers are a little nervous. This battle almost determines the outcome of today's challenge. If three-on-one wins him, then the next four players who are obviously weaker will not make sense.
"This is a bit of a meaning." Hank looked at the three magical spells that had swept away, and there was no fear of color on his face. Instead, he showed a bit of interest, silently muttering a spell in his mouth, and the magic wand waved over his head. The green wooden shield in front of him turned into a ball and shrouded him.
The fireball burst on the wooden ball, bursting with countless sparks. The big snowball fell on the wooden ball and pulled out a deep pit. The waves that were shot under the anger were almost half of the wooden ball.
The thin wooden ball floats between the three magics, and it seems that it will fall apart at any time, and it will be flattened at any time.
The fireball bursts, the snowball falls, and the waves are turned into a pool of water on the ground. The wooden ball on the surface is still standing in the center of the stadium. Hank, who has not moved half a step from the beginning to the end of the wooden ball. It was unscathed, and even a drop of water did not touch it.
The three men who had a violent chest up and down looked at this scene and felt the gap between them desperate. Even the defense could not break through, so the duel had lost the suspense of winning and losing.
"Unexpectedly... unscathed!"
The students in the audience looked at this scene, and the mood was also a bit heavy and disappointing. With a long-awaited blow, they did not achieve the slightest effect.
"It seems that you are all over, then, it should be my turn." Hank raised his hand and dismantled the broken wooden ball shield above his head. The black magic wand glowed green, toward Claus and others. One finger, cold and cold laughed: "The vines are entangled, all out for me!"
The green light flashed, and a black vine with a thick arm suddenly appeared under the ground. In a moment, the three Clauses who were preparing to release the magic again were entangled, and then they went straight out to the field.
"Hey!"
Three muffled sounds, the three people did not fight back and were pulled out of the ball of light, although not hurt, but they were also stunned.
"The eighth game, Master Tower wins." Karpas glanced at Hank. Although the boy's heart was not very good, but he was able to twitch the intermediate-level magic vines, and the strength was stronger than that of the chaotic school. A lot, it is a rare genius.
"Won!"
There was a cheer on the Master Tower. Although this result was expected, it is still very exciting.
Under the stage, a repressed silence, even three to one lost, and the Master Tower only played two people. This time the challenge, the chaos lost in the school is too fierce, and even many children in the green bud Lost my dreams for magic.
"Now only you are left, come up and let me end this challenge." Hank rushed to the four remaining students of the Magic Academy, and the scorn in his eyes was unmasked.
Although the students of the School of Magic had some fear in their hearts, they glanced at each other and walked toward the stadium. It was more shameful than losing the game.
Two third-level magicians, two second-level magicians, Karpas announced that the game began less than ten seconds, all were stalked by the vines and thrown out of the field, directly spike.
Hank patted his hands and looked at the dead under the sneer: "I thought it would be a fun challenge before I came, but it seems that I think more, please forgive me, here. Everyone, it’s rubbish."
Everyone in the audience looked at Hank with anger, and there was a raging anger in his heart. I thought that he had easily defeated the strongest students of the Magic Academy before, and there was no rebuttal, so he could only bite his head and silently bear it. This kind of humiliation.
The repressed atmosphere is uncomfortable, and everyone is waiting for Karpas to announce the results of the challenge and leave this uncomfortable place as soon as possible.
"Oh." Hank shook his head with some disdain and turned to walk in the direction of the Master Tower.
"Hey? Am I late?" Just then, a crisp voice came from the doorway of the venue.