As a blacksmith, it's not too much to wear a set of divine equipment.

Chapter 141

Countless flames swirled in the sky above the venue, like a poetic painting. A phoenix cry sounded in the sky, and the flames merged to form a huge flaming phoenix.

Dugu Wu unconsciously tightened his hand holding the scabbard, and it was obvious that he felt pressure.

He placed his right hand on the hilt of the knife without drawing it, as if he was accumulating strength.

Wherever the flaming phoenix passed, there was a burning fire, and the phoenix feathers fluttered, and the phoenix wings flew in the sky, and it was in front of Dugu Wu in an instant.

A majestic and hot breath came to his face, and Dugu Wu felt as if he was in a crematorium, and he would soon melt into blood.

At this moment, Dugu Wu did not hesitate, and the sword in his hand was unsheathed, and a dazzling white light burst out, covering the sky, and actually confronted the flaming phoenix.

The white light condensed into a terrifying sword energy, and Dugu Wu's figure became a little illusory, flickering.

Although the sword energy was terrifying, it was shattered by the fire phoenix in an instant, and it screamed towards Dugu Wu.

However, Dugu Wu disappeared from the original place in an instant, leaving only a discarded scabbard. When Dugu Wu appeared again, it was on the back of the fire phoenix.

At this moment, the fire phoenix on Dugu Wu's back had already touched the ground, and suddenly there was a burst of fire rising into the sky. The rolling air waves carrying the terrifying flames still swallowed Dugu Wu.

Dugu Wu was no longer calm at this moment. Only after truly feeling the power of this fifth-level magic did he know the horror of this fire phoenix.

The residual power after the explosion directly knocked him away. He was bathed in fire, and his brown robe was already shattered and could not resist the flames at all.

Dugu Wu was smashed to the ground fiercely. He let out a low roar and tore his robes apart. It turned out that he was not wearing clothes inside, but thick iron armor!

What was horrifying was that the flame could actually burn on the iron armor. Dugu Wu could feel the burning temperature through the armor.

He took off all the armor and threw it on the ground with a loud bang.

He glanced at Shirley and found that she didn't move. He guessed that the magic just now must have exhausted all her magic power. He could end the game as long as he could squeeze out the last bit of strength to get close.

Dugu Wu got up with difficulty. The severe pain from his body made his face hideous. He picked up the sword on the ground, stared at Shirley, and moved forward slowly with his body shaking.

As he walked, he recalled his experience. In order to come to the imperial capital to participate in this game, he tried his best and survived by any means, just to survive.

To avenge his destroyed village, he swung his sword to slash at those evil bastards of the beast tribe!

"I can't lose!"

Dugu Wu gritted his teeth. If his body reached the limit, his will would lead him out of the siege.

"Ah!"

Dugu Wu squeezed the last bit of strength out of his body with a sword in his hand and rushed forward.

At some point, Shirley had a blue weapon in her hand, which looked like the same sword as Dugu Wu's. Dugu Wu didn't care. How could a magician use a sword?

"It's just a dying struggle!"

Five meters.

Four meters.

Three meters.

...

One meter!

Dugu Wu swung the sword in his hand with all his strength. He felt the sense of victory. The ancestral sword in his hand was undoubtedly his most trusted partner!

"Dang!"

The sound of the golden bell clashing sounded, which was the clanging between the weapons.

The scene that Dugu Wu imagined did not happen. He widened his eyes instantly, as if cold water was poured on his head, and he suddenly woke up, and there was a blank look in his eyes.

Little did he know that in his current state, every move was full of flaws in Shirley's eyes. Shirley looked indifferent, and just raised her hand to resolve Dugu Wu's offensive.

She had been learning sword for more than a month, and she was no worse in actual combat.

Clang clang clang!

Dugu Wu didn't believe it, and raised his hand to chop again, but no matter how he attacked, Shirley easily resolved it, which made Dugu Wu even more dazed, as if he was dreaming.

"How is it possible..."

A blue ripple flashed, and the surface of the source water sword in Shirley's hand emitted a faint fluorescence, and a horizontal strike knocked the sword in Dugu Wu's hand away.

"If you cut a strand of my hair, I will cut your hair too."

After saying that, Shirley swung the source water sword in her hand, and the blue ripples lit up again, like a gentle stream of water, rippling Dugu Wu's heart.

The next moment, Dugu Wu's heart was frantically warned, this was not soft water at all, it was clearly a ferocious flood beast, Dugu Wu's pupils shrank sharply, and the sword stopped on his neck.

The stop was just right, and it would cut off his neck if it was closer, and the feeling of gentle water was more obvious.

Dugu Wu seemed to be in a quiet forest, with onlyThe trickle of water murmured.

A light breeze blew across his face, and a tuft of hair fell in front of Dugu Wu's eyes.

Dugu Wu looked at the seemingly weak girl in front of him, and his heart was very complicated.

She looked weak on the surface, but the magic she released was extremely violent. The sword energy she slashed out seemed to be as gentle as water, but it was actually murderous.

She could clearly defeat me directly, or even kill me! But she did it just because I cut off a strand of her hair? ...

Dugu Wu had no fighting power or fighting spirit, and he admitted defeat directly.

The moment he admitted defeat, the whole audience was boiling and in an uproar.

He knew that these cheers did not belong to him. He was weak and was just a loser. No one would remember him...

He silently picked up all his belongings. At this moment, the armor was already tattered. He sighed, picked it up again and put it on, and then left alone, just like his name, Dugu.

When he left the venue, no one came to find him. Losers do not deserve the right to choose.

But suddenly a hand was placed on his shoulder.

Dugu Wu's body tensed up and he wanted to draw his sword, but he found that he seemed to be predicted by the other party, who directly blocked his elbow, so that he could not draw his sword.

Dugu Wu's mind was spinning wildly, "Who is it? Enemy?"

"Little brother, relax, I have no ill intentions."

After that, a middle-aged man came to Dugu Wu.

"I wonder if you are interested in enrolling in my Imperial Capital Magic Academy."

"Oh, by the way, let me introduce myself. My name is Franklin, the current dean of the Imperial Capital Magic Academy."

Buzz! !

Dugu Wu seemed to hear the ringing of an ancient bell, and his mind went blank.

"Imperial Capital Magic... Academy." Dugu Wu muttered these words, and his nose felt sore as he spoke, and tears flowed out.

He could not control his emotions at this moment, but just held Franklin's hand tightly with both hands, almost kneeling down with his legs, burying his tearful face, repeating a word in his mouth, and his voice trembled.

"Thank you... Thank you..."

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