The situation in the Black Family was not very good.
And the Black Family Patriarch couldn’t really do anything about it. He knew very well that one of the main reasons was because of his attitude towards Silas and the other was because of the Black Family’s position in Wansu City.
Their dark magic was feared by many people.
There were so people in Wansu City who were afraid of them and the Fourth Head of the Wansu City didn’t manage to help. The previous heads were also not doing too well for this matter and the Black Family Patriarch felt rather helpless.
But there was nothing that he could do.
Back then, the Black Family agreed to get together to make Wansu City along with the other three families. They wanted to break the domination of Yansu City that had been ongoing for so many years and established their own city.
Otherwise, they would be lagging behind those people all the ti.
And back then, Yansu City was also in a difficult situation because many powerful geniuses rose from other families. They stood up and went against Yansu City, breaking their monopoly and then made two cities, which were Wansu City and Xunsu City.
These families were going at loggerheads with each other.
But in the end, they all agreed to coexist peacefully.
Who would have thought that only a few decades have passed and the battles between Wansu City and Xunsu City would be even fiercer than their battle with Yansu City.
This made many people feel rather helpless.
And the Black Family Patriarch was also included among them. But at the sa ti, he wished the geniuses in the Black Family could grow up quickly. Otherwise, it would be difficult for the Black Family to establish their domination in Wansu City.
If they were too weak, who would have paid attention to them?
"Do you also teach your son so of your family’s secret skills?" The Green Family Patriarch looked at the Black Family Patriarch curiously.
"No." the Black Family Patriarch shook his head. He looked at Leon, who was still standing on the sidelines since his battle would co after this, and said, "He’s not qualified."
The other three patriarchs said nothing about the Black Family Patriarch’s statent.
This was the internal matter of the Black Family and they couldn’t interfere with it. But they all knew that every family had secret skills that would not be spread to others so easily. This naturally also included the Black Family.
So far, Leon’s performance was not that bad.
But it was far from enough in the Black Family Patriarch’s eyes.
It could be said that the Black Family Patriarch had such a high standard that unless they were peerless genius, it would be impossible to enter his eyes.
The other patriarchs focused their attention on the battle once more.
Beside the Black Family Patriarch, the White Family Patriarch was looking at Evan thoughtfully. His daughter didn’t participate in this competition and the White Family Patriarch never really taught Aya anything. Most of the things she learned were the basic magic spells of the White Family.
After all, the White Family’s main inheritance lay in their crystal magic.
Without being able to use crystal magic, how could the White Family Patriarch teach Aya these magic spells?
Bang!
On the arena, Dean punched and then asked again, "How do you think it is, Evan?"
They have fought against each other a lot and if Dean had to say, winning or losing another one didn’t seem to be that important. They could just compete with each other again later after they went back.
"Sure." Evan laughed. "It’s just a coincidence that I have learned new skills."
Bang!
The two of them separated and then started chanting their own magic spells. Rank 3 magic spells’ chants were not very long, but they still needed a break or it would be hard for them to chant when they were still in the midst of intense battles.
"I’m the fuel of fire. I want to burn the fire brighter and eliminate the enemies in front of , sea of fire!"
"I’m the friend of wind. Let the sharpness of the wind co and strike the enemy in front of , rapid wind strike!"
Swish! Boom!
The wind and fire elents clashed against each other, eting in the center violently and triggering a loud explosion.
Evan’s crystal armor was directly triggered while Dean was retreating again and again. He was thankful that he was immune to fire elent, but it still felt uncomfortable to be pushed back by the shockwave produced by the clash of the two elents.
Not to ntion, Dean’s mana was almost bottod out.
"I’m the friend of wind. May the wind co and surround the enemies in front of , wind entrapnt!"
"What?"
Dean was stunned when he heard the chant from Evan and instinctively tried to run away. Unfortunately, his speed was not as fast as the wind spell.
Swish!
Several strong winds blew towards Dean, pushing the fla closer to him. Afterwards, he suddenly felt that he couldn’t move as if sothing had restrained his entire body. This made him feel a bit breathless as if he was being suffocated.
Dean took a deep breath and wanted to increase his power through the manipulation of mana.
But before he could do it, he rembered that this was a spar.
That was a technique with great cost and devastating results. It was not a move to be used against his own comrade.
With his hesitation, a crystal magic appeared in front of him, forming a spear and stopped in front of Dean’s neck.
The referee wanted to form a shield, but he realized that it was unnecessary.
Neither Dean or Evan would kill each other.
The two of them were teammates and they would definitely hold back at the very last mont.
"I surrender," Dean said and sighed.
"Evan White wins the first quarterfinal!"
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