Finally, after a vice-president warned Xia, Si Dinghan began to return to the center of the venue.

"What is he going to do?"

Suddenly, what made many people widen their eyes was that Si Dinghan suddenly remembered something and looked at the Golden Bucks team on the sidelines.

"No! Where is Hill?" He suddenly called out to Ayan Heiyi and others.

Hill? Didn’t he have “died” with Moss and been carried out to the stage by the medical squad for treatment?

All the audience was a little unable to keep up with their boss Ding Han's mind, and they didn't understand what Si Ding Han's words meant for a while.

Ayano Heiyi and others were also stunned.

"Call him back!"

Si Dinghan immediately shouted louder, "Didn't he bet with Beiro? He would lick his feet if he lost? He hasn't licked his feet yet, how could he disappear like this! Come back quickly!"

“…”

The audience suddenly became silent.

"Provocations are prohibited on the court, come back and play quickly, otherwise the game will be disqualified." Even referee Cres couldn't stand this guy's troubles and warned with a dark face.

Si Dinghan walked back with a look of depression and helpless look on his face, but he couldn't help but mutter a few times while walking, "This is not a provocation at all, isn't this an agreement between men?"

"Can you still fight?" At this time, Tillin, who had been a little dazed, suddenly said this.

"What a terrible breath!"

As he said this, many viewers in the nearby stands felt a slight tingling on their body skin at the same time.

"Try it."

Si Dinghan made a prepared gesture to Cres without caring.

"etc!"

At the moment Cres was about to announce the start of the game, he called out again.

"alright!"

But after the drinks stopped, he saw that he just tidied his hair and put on a posture that he thought was very handsome.

The audience in the stands were suddenly overwhelmed.

"Si Dinghan vs. Dilin, start!"

Cress, who was afraid that Si Dinghan would come up with something else, almost immediately announced the start of the game.

"laugh!"

All the sounds in the entire arena came to an abrupt end, with only a crack of air remaining.

I didn't see any movement at all. Just as the moment the flag in Cres waved, a black ball with countless black lightning on the surface seemed to be flowing on Si Dinghan's chest.

"Myong skills! What a fast speed of shooting! Tilling this year is much scarier than last year!"

Before such thought could flash in many people's minds, Si Dinghan suddenly stretched out his hand.

Si Dinghan still maintained the posture he thought was handsome, and his outstretched hand just stretched out obliquely toward the space in front of him.

But the moment he reached out, a black red light gushed out from his hand. The black magic ball that had almost touched his clothes suddenly jumped up and fell into his hand.

A "boom" sounded loudly.

This black magic ball was directly crushed by his hand and scattered into countless scattered black flames.

"Oh hahaha, I'm the most handsome!"

Si Dinghan immediately burst out this black magic ball with one hand, and laughed strangely again.

"It's the grip of death!"

"It must be painful."

But many people saw that Si Dinghan's expression was a little distorted. It was obvious that his whole hand hurt, but he didn't want to be discovered and wanted to maintain the posture he thought was very casual.

"So fast..."

"I actually used this technique to break Tilling's attack!"

"This idiot-like guy... is really a special genius?"

Si Dinghan's appearance was very ridiculous, but no one who could see the expression on his face could laugh.

The art of death grip is a close-fitting offensive technique. Only when the casting speed is no less than that of Tilin, Si Dinghan can catch Tilin's art ball. To withstand this art ball bursting in his hand, it not only requires the power of art to exceed Tilin's art ball, but also requires the strength of the body to be sufficient.

Although Si Dinghan is obviously in pain now, his fingers are still fine.

"Tiring had already opened three art gates last year. Could it be that this substitute from St. Dawn Academy has opened four art gates?!"

"This guy isn't really bragging about himself?"

"This guy who has never appeared before, who is like an idiot, is so strong?"

"Saint Dawn Academy is actually hiding such a powerful team member?!"

After crushing the magic ball of Dilin with one hand, Dilin did not attack immediately, but just looked at Si Dinghan quietly, and Si Dinghan did not react immediately. For a moment, both people on the field stopped, and in the stands, there was a storm-like scream.

"The cultivation of the arts and element particles is almost the same, and the four arts gates should not be opened yet. However, Si Dinghan's magic affinity is stronger than that of Tilin, so even if he uses the same level of arts and consumes the same amount of arts and element particles, Si Dinghan's magic power is much stronger than that of Tilin. This is a problem with his own bloodline, and his body is so strong."

In the stands, Morgan shouted in disbelief: "This guy Si Dinghan... is actually an advanced dragon bloodline?! In addition to the high elf bloodline like Lin Luolan, there is such an advanced dragon bloodline hidden in the Saint Dawn Academy?!"

"It's actually the high-level dragon blood..." Just as Morgan couldn't help but exclaim, in the other stands, a strange color flashed in the quiet Kyokan Miao's eyes, and she said softly to herself.

......

"It turns out that your arrogance and confidence are just because you are the high-level dragon bloodline."

Amid the tsunami-like exclamation and noise, Dilin in the center of the venue turned his head and looked at Aya Shiyi and others on the sidelines.

"Even you are already feeling restless by pressure, and you are no longer so confident."

This little boy who always looked a little shivering and afraid of the cold, and was a little dull, said in his heart without any unnecessary expression on his face.

In the eyes of others, Aya Shiyi still looked very calm at this moment, but he, who was extremely familiar with Aya Shiyi, could see that Aya Shiyi's eyes had already appeared in the eyes of Aya Shiyi's anger, anger, and even lack of confidence that he did not usually have.

"Actually, it's not just Hill who has always aimed at knocking you down... Captain Yan Death Wings, I have always wanted to knock you down, surpass you."

"Your performance shows that you are not so powerful that it is difficult for me to surpass... In this way, I will be more motivated to fight."

At the moment when these words rang in my heart, this little boy who seemed harmless and the most low-key and slowest in the Golden Bucks Academy team turned his head and looked at Si Dinghan.

"What a strong murderous intent!"

"Tirin's momentum has become stronger."

Most people in the stands felt that Tilling became even more terrifying.

"Haha, how about it, am I handsome?"

But what almost caused everyone in the stands to fall from the stands was that looking at Tilin, who even had his eyes even more terrifying, Si Dinghan actually raised his hand to Tilin without any notice, and laughed at him very narcissistically.

"Here you come!"

"Tilling is going to really use all his strength!"

Many viewers who have watched the Tilly match suddenly jumped up unconsciously.

"Swish!"

The air outside Tilling suddenly twisted.

One by one, thirteen magic balls surrounded by black light flew out from his hands and shot upwards.

At the same time, his body seemed to have lost its weight, floating up and began to fly around the arena.

Every ten meters, a black magic ball would appear behind him quietly suspended.

"The magic power fluctuations of these spell balls are so strong! So powerful!"

Ailin, who had been staring at him intently, couldn't help but scream first.

"I actually left a magic ball all the way, just like a hen laying an egg." Then, he couldn't help but mutter again.

“Hu….Hu….”

For many people, these black magic balls that look exactly the same may not be able to catch any of them. The stimulating magic power fluctuations of these magic balls even caused a chaotic small tornado in the arena, making strange hissings.

“…”

But at this time, a shocking scene appeared again. Si Dinghan did not rush to use any skills, but just took out a comb and combed his hair!

"Liszt, this guy from your college team is really too personal, right?" In a corner of the stands, even the lustful doctor Song Gat let out the pie that was chewing in his mouth, and shouted at Liszt who was lazily leaning against the wall behind him.

"There's really nothing to do. This guy gave Rui a headache, too." Liszt couldn't help laughing and said.

The erratic figure of Dilin had instantly left more than thirty quietly suspended black magic balls on the field.

"Astrologer. Fallen Angel Magic Ball!"

Suddenly, his hands flapped like wings, and he let out a rapid chant.

Six black magic balls suspended in different directions around Si Dinghan suddenly accelerated at the same time and shot towards Si Dinghan.
To be continued...