The magic clashed fiercely.
*Cough* *cough*
Being forced to block a rank 3 magic spell, the member of the White Family had a dark expression. He clearly consumed most of his mana to block this magic spell and now…
Bang! Stab!
A dark spear sprouted from the ground and pierced through his body.
Swish!
The next moment, a shield appeared to block the rest of the spear that Leon wanted to use. Because if he was allowed to do it, this man would have died.
"That's quite a battle," Evan commented.
"Yes."
*pant* *pant*
Leon looked at the opponent who had fallen and then crouched on the ground. He had exhausted all of his mana and this made Leon felt unacceptable. There was still one more battle to determine the winner of this block and he was already forced to use all of his card.
Does this mean that he might not be able to win the next one?
Leon felt really unwilling.
"Let's go to the sidelines, Leon."
