Chapter 178 Fire Tornado

In Mike's magic perception, Willy's every move is very clear, even clearer than with the naked eye.

Looking at Willy's series of coin-loading actions, Mike was immediately speechless.

The impression that Willy gave him all along was that he was elegant and arrogant, and he looked exactly like a nobleman who had grown up in an elite education.

Now it seems that he is still too young and has too little actual combat experience. How can anyone start loading coins before the outcome of the battle is determined? Isn't it like lighting a lamp in a manhole and looking for shit?

Unlike Willy, Mike already understood that he had underestimated the enemy when he fired his first stabbing spell into the air, so he immediately corrected his mentality.

And the Macapa vampire bat howling in his ear just now made Mike raise Willy's danger level several levels again. If the battle continues, there's no telling how many props Willy will take out. , the money-making ability is not fake!

So, while Willy was concentrating on loading coins, Mike silently started to create fireballs, and he went all out.

Previously, he had no chance to use it because he was suppressed by Willy's magic barrage. Now, it's time for him to have a taste of this.

Purple fireballs the size of eggs kept coming out of the black roxwood wand and floating around Mike. Soon, Mike was surrounded by fireballs. Although these fireballs were not big in size, they exploded with great power. Any of them A direct hit from a fireball can send Willy directly into the sky.

The Macapa vampire bat on Willy's shoulder has been screaming crazily since Mike started rubbing the fireballs, trying to remind his master of the impending danger. Unfortunately, his master was completely immersed in sexual intercourse and did not take its warning seriously. Something happened.

As the fireballs appeared one by one, the surrounding temperature also began to rise.

It was only April now, and the weather was still a bit cold. Mike was even wearing a thin sweater under his robe. Mike was already sweating profusely under the heat of the fireball.

Mike, who was sweating profusely, saw that Willy seemed to have discovered this temperature change, so he no longer hesitated, immediately stopped what he was doing, and directed the fireballs in the sky to fly towards Willy.

Willy finally understood through the Macapa vampire bat that something was wrong and quickly retreated.

His running speed is quite fast. Mike visually estimated that his current speed has exceeded the human limit. This should be the effect of the potion he took before the game.

However, how could anyone outrun the curse? The fireballs quickly approached the running Willy and crashed into him.

The Macapa bat on Willy's shoulder kept screaming, and Willy seemed to understand what it was saying. He kept turning randomly while running, dodging fireballs one after another.

Faced with this situation, Mike pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, and with a slight movement of mental energy, he saw that the empty fireballs quickly stopped their forward momentum, paused slightly in mid-air for a while, and then continued to move towards Willy. Rush away.

"boom!"

With a huge explosion, a fireball finally focused on Willy's back. However, at the moment when the fireball was about to make contact with Willy's back, a ring on Willy's hand suddenly flashed, and then a transparent shield enveloped Willy's body.

"Putekter's Ring! Is Willy crazy? That's an enchanted ring passed down from ancient times. The manufacturing process has been lost now!"

Professor Flitwick said in surprise.

Professor Kettleburn on the side showed a look of gloating on his face and snickered:

"I guess he stole it from his father. The kid will definitely be beaten when he goes back."

Following the line of sight of the two people, I saw that Willy was unscathed by Mike's explosion, and even his hairstyle was not messed up.

However, the fun is yet to come. More and more fireballs hit the protective shield around Willy. The explosions continued, and large swaths of black smoke rose into the sky, mixed with a large number of bright red flames. .

Lockhart, who was in the suspended attic, looked at the thick smoke slowly rising into the sky and felt his heart bleeding.

Every time Mike played, he would make the field a mess. Especially in the last game with Carol, he almost destroyed the entire field.

Please! Although repairing the site is simple and can be done with the wave of a magic wand, those staff members who are invited will be paid bonuses! Do you really think those are all volunteers? Those were all hired by him, Lockhart.

Naturally, Mike on the field couldn't hear Lockhart's inner complaints. At this time, he was panting heavily and staring at the place where the smoke was thickest.

"Phew! This should be enough, right?" Mike murmured to himself.

However, the reality was still so cruel. When the thick smoke from the arena gradually dissipated, the first thing that appeared in front of people's eyes was Willy wearing a transparent protective shield.

The Ring of Ptekter protected Willy very well, and he still looked as unscathed as before.

It's just that the continuous explosions frightened Willy so much that his eyes were now dull, as if he had been frightened.

"Fk! Cedric transforms into a turtle shell, Bruno's armor protects the turtle shell, and now you, the one with the ability, also use the turtle shell!"

Mike cursed in a low voice, but there was no fluctuation in his heart. He even wanted to laugh. After fighting with Cedric, he had been thinking about ways to break this turtle shell, and now he has come up with many tactics. This is a good time to experiment with the effect.

I saw Mike clenching the wand in his hand and pointing sharply in the direction of Willy. The next moment, the flames that were scattered around the field quickly gathered on Willy's body, wrapping him into a large ball of flames in just an instant.

This was not over yet, Mike suppressed his blush, and the right hand holding the wand turned a little white due to excessive exertion. The wand moved, but it moved very slowly, and the tip of the wand was still trembling, as if what he was holding was not a wand, but a piece of dark iron weighing a thousand pounds.

As the wand danced, the flames gathered around Willy began to rotate, and the rotation speed became faster and faster, gradually forming a 2-meter-high miniature fire tornado.

The magic and spiritual power in Mike's body spurted out like a reservoir that had opened its gates.

Finally, the wand drew a complete circle in mid-air.

The fire tornado at this moment has also grown from 2 meters to more than ten meters. The flames soaring into the sky blew up a hurricane of fire, and the temperature of the entire amphitheater was rising rapidly.

The temperature in the center of the fire tornado was even higher, and fine cracks began to appear on the transparent shield that was baked by the high temperature. Similarly, such cracks also appeared on the Puteket Ring in Willy's hand.

But at this moment, Willy no longer has the mind to pay attention to the safety of this priceless treasure. The violent burning and rotation of the fire tornado has already made its middle position anaerobic. Now Willy is lying on the ground like a boat that has landed on the shore. He was panting violently like a fish, but no matter how hard he panted, he couldn't relieve the frightening feeling of lack of oxygen.