Protective Fatty

The next moment, wind gathered, rotating in a spiral manner, and headed towards the crystal bullets canceling it out, the remaining force of the rotation pushed the attacker out of the ring.

Everyone looked in shock at the unlucky attacker who had just been eliminated. They couldn't help but take a mental note of Fatty Fang who was by Elijah's side.

"Boss, if not for the fact that I'm still stuck at level eight, this spell is supposed to be even more powerful." Fang Yuan boasted.

"Yeah, I can see that." Elijah nodded, feeling shocked in his heart.

He wasn't sure if he would be able to block a spell of that scale. Though it was not too destructive since the fatty was yet to be mastered, the force behind it was still enormous.

And he was just one of the weakest, and he would have to fight to the top.

Seemed like it was time to take everyone seriously. Though he was tempted to ask the fatty for his spell, he thought against it.

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