Mage Academy: I Have Infinite Skill Points

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

At this moment, the entire place was in an uproar.

"Right, that must be fake!"

"Dillon Harry, smash his flame!"

"You are a Tier 2 Warrior. You cannot admit defeat!"

"Extinguish his flame!"

The ones who shouted the loudest were none other than those gamblers!

After all, they had placed a huge bet on Dillon Harry!

If Dillon Harry lost, some of them would probably go bankrupt.

In the VIP box.

As they watched Dillon Harry charge like fireworks, the expressions of the two elders eased up a little. There was even a hint of a smile on their faces.

"Looks like Dillon Harry still has some guts. To be able to see through the clues in such a situation, we really didn't misjudge him!"

One of the elders laughed.

There was a rather peculiar kind of magic in the magic world, known as the Illusion Magic.

It would create an illusion that it was very powerful.

Many mages would use this kind of effect to fake their power.

Of course!

It was also very effective, and it was very difficult for ordinary people to see through it.

At this moment, the two of them were also certain that the masked man was using this kind of method.

After all, in their eyes, the masked man's strength was definitely not that of a Tier 3 Mage!

On the stage!

Dillon Harry brandished his broadsword and slashed towards the Fire Dragon.

The broadsword sliced through the air with an ear-piercing sound.

Everyone held their breath and focused!

They were looking forward to Dillon Harry crushing the Fire Snake.

"If you want to die, then don't blame me."

Lin Ming's gaze was slightly cold. He raised his eyebrows and began to control the Fire Snake!

The next moment!

The Fire Snake seemed to have a life of its own as it suddenly opened its huge mouth.

There was even a slight roar.

"Break for me!"

Dillon Harry met the attack head-on.

Bang!

A muffled sound was heard.

The Fire Snake charged towards the ground, creating several waves of heat.

Dillon Harry's figure also disappeared within.

Waves of a burning smell slowly filled the air.

"That smell, could it be that Dillon Harry lost?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Dillon Harry will definitely break through the waves and walk out!"

"Yes! Isn't it just a flame!"

"It won't burn people to death in a short time!"

Several gamblers frowned, even though the heat wave swept through them and made them sweat profusely.

However, they didn't even blink their eyes as they stared at the fighting arena.

But in the VIP box.

The two elders sat weakly on the chairs, as if they had no strength left in their bodies. They were dumbstruck!

The audience did not know!

As Tier 4 Warriors, they knew very well.

The fireworks were not an illusion at all, and the temperature at the center was thousands of degrees!

Even steel could melt!

Not to mention humans!

They would probably turn into ashes in an instant!

"How is this possible? Who is that youth?"

"He is not a Tier 3 Mage. How can he cast such a terrifying Fire Snake Spell!"

Both of their eyes were trembling as they cried out in disbelief.

The flame on the field finally dispersed.

After the flame dissipated, there was only one person standing on the field.

That was Lin Ming. He did not seem to have moved at all.

And Dillon Harry had already disappeared.

"Gulp!"

The audience could not help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Immediately, the pot exploded!

"Where did Dillon Harry go? How could he disappear into thin air?"

"Come out quickly, Dillon Harry. I don't want to lose!"

"F*ck you, Dillon Harry is probably already dead!"

"Then what about his corpse?"

"Quick! Look at the center of the field!"

Someone shouted.

The eyes of the audience were focused on the center of the field.

They saw a mass of grey ashes scattered all over the ground. Dillon Harry's broadsword had already undergone a change. If one did not look carefully, they would not be able to recognize it!

Silence!

The entire field was extremely silent!

Only at this moment did they understand that the fireworks had directly incinerated Dillon Harry!

Dillon Harry didn't even have the chance to shout!

"Demonic!"

"He is extremely demonic!"

At this moment, a fanatical gambler shouted in shock.

He had been in the fighting arena for several years and witnessed the deaths of thousands of fighters.

His mental strength had long been like steel and couldn't be destroyed!

Even if he killed someone with his own hands, he would never frown!

But at this moment!

Fear had occupied his heart!

He had never seen such a terrifying killing method!

"Why is that mage so terrifying!"

"I don't even have the courage to look at him one more time!"

Many people could not help but mutter to themselves.

Lin Ming, on the other hand, calmly walked towards the referee, "Arrange for the next match as soon as possible. Also, place all my winning bets on the match!"

Hearing that.

The stunned referee came back to his senses.

He walked towards the fighting arena shakily.

"E-everyone, pay attention."

"The next... the next match is about to begin. Please welcome the next contestant to the stage!"

The referee tried his best to restrain himself, but he was still unable to finish his sentence smoothly.

"I forfeit!"

"I forfeit too!"

"I forfeit from the fighting arena!"

For a moment, the remaining contestants all went up to the stage to forfeit.

Even some of the contestants did not dare to go on stage and directly disappeared without a trace.

In the past.

If a contestant forfeited.

There would definitely be a wave of boos. However, at this moment, everyone in the arena nodded their heads and praised the contestants who had forfeited.

After all, it was a low-level arena!

The vast majority of the people were of ordinary strength. It was very difficult to even meet a one-star Swordsman.

A terrifying figure like Dillon Harry wouldn't even appear a few times a year if the fighting arena hadn't intentionally arranged it.

And everyone could clearly see their end results.

Each one was worse than the previous!

If they didn't surrender, were they going to wait for their ashes to be raised?