Chapter 1775 Duel

"Mister, please continue to cast spells." Qiao An urged calmly.

Thinking of the Haikou he boasted just now, Father Gushu's face became even more ugly, and he shouted angrily: "Why do you keep urging me to make moves, don't you kid only know how to counterspell one move, and can't take the initiative to attack?"

"For the time being, this trick is enough." Joan replied frankly, "Whenever this trick fails, it will not be too late for me to consider taking the initiative to attack."

Qiao An dared to accept the challenge of the ancient book daddy, and her confidence mainly came from "myth countermeasures"!

Even though the opponent was a level 20 mage, Joan, a level 9 mage, had an overwhelming advantage in terms of casting resources.

Now that you know where your strengths are, of course you must give full play to your strengths instead of exposing your weaknesses, otherwise you would be too stupid.

Joan is so upright, and what he said is the truth, but these words fell into the ears of Gu Shu's father, but they were so harsh, as if every word was full of sharp irony, which made him deeply ashamed, Feel ashamed.

"Damn brat! From now on, my old man has to get serious, let's see how long you can go crazy!"

The pages of the book opened and closed with a rattling sound, and the father of the ancient book blasted a colorful cone of light at Qiao An with anger!

Seeing the rainbow lights flying all over the sky, Qiao An relaxed her nervous mood, and even wanted to laugh a little.

The flamboyant style of this 7th-level spell is too ostentatious, and you can guess what it is without identifying it, not to mention that he just copied this spell not long ago, and he is very familiar with it.

With a flash of thought, he drew three "powers of myth", and Qiao An successfully countered the "rainbow jet" with a wave of his hand casually!

So what about high spellcasting levels?

What about high-level spells?

After all, your spell slots are limited, but I have the support of a "bank" behind me. When I run out of spell slot deposits, I can rely on credit for overdraft, and I can use up your spell slots with just one "myth countermeasure". It's called "wealthy and powerful" and "hurt people with their roots"!

"Wow! Little guy, I'm angry! Seriously warn you, my old man is really angry!"

He made three shots in a row, all of which were countered by the opponent with the same move. Gu Shu was so angry that his whole body trembled, and the binding on the pages of the book was about to split.

"You wait! Brat, you wait for me! Let you know the consequences of angering my old man!"

The old man of the ancient book suppressed his anger and concentrated on casting spells. The open pages exuded a dense cold air, converging into an ice crystal lens in the air, compressing the cold magic power of 20 energy levels to the limit, and focusing it through the lens, turning it into a beam of cold light. The blue and white rays shot straight at Joan!

This is the first time Joan has witnessed this spell, and in a hurry, he could only recognize an ice spell from the "Evocation School", with an energy level of about 8th ring!

In fact, after identifying this information, you can try to carry out "myth countermeasures". However, Qiao An felt that it was unnecessary. Anyway, with the spirit collar on his body, he didn't need to pay attention to all ice spells, no matter how high their level was.

With a snort, the strongest ice spell below the 9th level "Crystal Ray" hit Joan's chest, and only a small piece of frost condensed on the surface of the robe. Not hurt.

Papa Gushu stared blankly at the collar around Joan's neck, his face became very strange, as if he was thinking about something.

"That collar... Strange, I remember it can only resist slight cold damage, how can it block the 'extreme cold ray' of level 20? Is my memory really bad?"

Joan listened to him talking to himself, and wanted to tell him that the spirit collar was attuned twice, and its power was greatly enhanced, making it immune to all cold damage.

However, he dispelled this irrational thought in an instant. After all, the duel was not over yet, so how could he take the initiative to show his cards to his opponent.

Qiao An saw that the old man in the ancient book was still thinking hard, and he didn't know how long it would take to figure it out, so he simply didn't bother to wait, and activated the "giant transformation technique" that came with the "spirit collar", transforming from a human into the form of a nine-headed troll, leaving One head was specially used to counter the old man's spell, and the other eight heads collectively chanted the same spell, as if they were singing in chorus.

Papa Gushu finally came back to his senses, and looked at the young mage whose image had changed drastically in surprise.

"Huh? What do you want to do when you become such a ghost!"

"Old man, please be careful, I'm going to launch a counterattack."

Joan issued a warning with the free head, while the other nine heads simultaneously chanted an elvish incantation symbolizing "force field".

"Vala!"

Joan cast "Magic Missile" with eight heads at the same time, forty missiles roared towards Papa Gushu like a swarm of crazy purple hornets.

Papa Gushu's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly cast the "shield technique" to block the magic missiles that were tracking them one after another!

It was hard for him to block the stormy attack, and Joan has completed a new round of spell-casting ceremony.

This time, he used the "power of myth" and "magic power" to display the "myth missile" he developed. Forty "powerful myth magic missiles" penetrated the magic shield of Papa Gushu and hit him one after another. , forcing him to close the dragon skin to prevent the fragile pages from being torn apart by "mythical missiles".

After struggling to survive a round of bombardment by mythical missiles, Papa Gushu found that Joan was preparing for another round of missile salvo before he had time to catch his breath. He couldn't help but wonder where this little mage got so many spells Bits seem to be inexhaustible.

The body of the ancient book daddy is an ancient book, and the fragile paper cannot withstand the second wave of mythical missile bombardment. He hastily chanted a spell and cast a spell that was necessary to save his life.

While performing "multi-headed spellcasting", Joan always kept one head staring at Papa Gushu. When the other party just started casting spells, Joan noticed a familiar distortion in the magic net distributed in the surrounding space, and the flow of time seemed to be distorted. is slowing down.

He had personally experienced this strange feeling not long ago, and he was deeply impressed. He immediately guessed that Papa Gushu was about to cast the 9th-level spell "Static Time" again!

"Don't think about it!"

Joan activated five "powers of myth" in one breath, and countered them before Papa Gushu finished casting the spell.

It was another perfect "myth countermeasure", which made "time still" stillborn.

Gu Shu's father was extremely depressed by his "one trick", resisting the urge to vomit blood and shouting loudly: "Stop it! Dad, I've had enough!"

"Mister, do you mean... I have passed your test?" Joan asked pleasantly.

"Passed! Passed!" Papa Gushu complained angrily, "How can I test you? It is clear that you are testing my old man! If you continue to toss about like this, I'm afraid my old bones will be killed by you!" Torn apart! Gods above, how can there be such a pervert like you in the world, it's simply too scary!"