Inside the field, Conrad found it very difficult to deal with Ryan's constant close proximity.
Because Ryan now not only has the speed and strength of a warrior, but can also use magic.
Now facing Ryan, Conrad could only keep blocking Ryan's close approach, and then quickly think about how to deal with Ryan.
Suddenly, Ryan teleported and closed the distance between the two.
Conrad immediately stepped back, and the magic wand in his hand suddenly lit up.
The inherent magic in the magic wand is released.
"Third-level magic: spatial stagnation."
After casting this spell, the transparent crystal on the magic wand in Conrad's hand dimmed, obviously consuming energy.
After the space solidified, Ryan could still use teleportation, but his casting speed slowed down.
Even if Ryan had the magic secret skill of instant casting, he couldn't teleport away immediately.
This is a problem about the space within the venue, not Ryan's body.
Obviously, this was Conrad's special preparation for Ryan's space magic.
Although he couldn't use teleportation now, Ryan exerted force on his feet.
Then he rushed towards Conrad.
"Third-level magic: Burning Fire."
Conrad launched a huge fireball at Ryan.
boom.
Conrad controlled the fireball to explode before it touched Ryan, making it impossible for Ryan to react immediately.
Suddenly, a flash of sword light appeared, and Ryan flew away from the smoke of the explosion unharmed.
Then he went to Conrad.
Seeing this, Conrad then condensed the magic circle.
“Too slow!”
Ryan quickly came in front of Conrad and chopped the magic circle in front of Conrad into pieces with one sword.
Then he stabbed Conrad with a sword, but the tip of the sword stopped steadily one centimeter away from Conrad's neck.
It was obvious that the guardian of the Federation protected Conrad.
The referee saw this and shouted loudly.
"Ryan wins the third game."
Hearing the referee's voice, Anna and Caroline, who were watching from the side, looked at Ryan with pride.
It was as if they were competing.
Albert and other nobles of his empire nodded frequently and kept praising Ryan.
It was different on Klin's side. Klin looked at Conrad gloomily and secretly called him a waste.
Inside the venue, seeing that his sword could not go any further, Ryan simply dispersed his lightsaber and slowly walked towards Albert.
䀴At this time, Conrad shouted: "No! I don't accept it!"
Conrad's shout immediately made the cheerful atmosphere in the room slowly quiet down.
Even some old people in the Magicians Association who admired Conrad shook their heads at him.
If you lose, you lose.
If one cannot even accept his own failure, then he is destined to go nowhere.
Upon hearing this, Ryan turned around and looked at Conrad.
"Not convinced? If you're not convinced, just hold it in. Everything will happen."
"I just don't agree. How can you call this a magician's competition? This is purely a warrior's battle."
Ryan sneered, "Everyone knows that I, Ryan, have no fighting spirit talent, and I'm a warrior. Then let the people of the Magicians Association judge. Am I a magician? Did I use any magic just now?"
Upon hearing this, everyone in the Magicians Association nodded in support of Ryan.
"If you have any trouble, don't use that melee attack. If you have any trouble, let's use magic to fight and see who wins. Otherwise, I won't accept it."
Faced with Conrad's unreasonable demands, Ryan ignored him and turned away.
"Fuck it, your fiancée is already mine, what else do you have to bet on?"
"Yes, I still have some!" Conrad shouted.
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