There is no doubt that the Ottoman Empire and the Gusta Sultanate had prepared well. When the two representatives they chose fell from the sky and came to the square in front of the Tower of Gods, I could feel the nervousness of the mages around me.

Under normal circumstances, all magicians can register to participate. But there are two young generation leaders from two kingdoms who at first glance are very strong. How could a weak wizard dare to compete?

The Ottoman Empire and the Gusta Sultanate came not only to disrupt the ceremony, but also to demonstrate. Once the Sman Kingdom loses, their morale will be greatly affected. In addition, the absorption of the God Tower's elements will be affected, and the oppression of the Sman Kingdom will be greater than the war. These two countries are really thinking things through!

Space Magic God Tang Ling didn't care about the mood swings of the wizards at the moment. For him, nothing was more important than the element absorber of the God's Tower. Of course the game cannot be lost. "Start drawing lots. If you feel you are not strong enough, don't come out and show your shame."

A silver-white ball of light slowly appeared in the center of the square. Before the celebration started, someone told us that as long as we entered the pre-allotted numbers into the ball of light, the opponents would be assigned themselves.

Watch the show! I was thinking excitedly when suddenly I felt movement around me. I quickly looked to the side and saw Hepburn had come out.

"What are you doing?" I ran quickly and grabbed it.

"Register to compete!" Hepburn said matter-of-factly, her big eyes full of eagerness to try.

"You are stupid! Can't you see that those two troublemakers are not as simple as level six? What kind of competition are you participating in!"

Hepburn said in surprise, “They weren't the only ones participating, there were others. There are so many wizards, how could I be so unlucky and choose them? Now that we are here, I have to try, otherwise I don't know when I will be able to do it. Aren't you going to break through to the sixth level?"

"The skinny old man said I didn't need to participate. Geniuses should keep a low profile."

"Okay, then I'm leaving." After saying that, Hepburn ran over and threw the number plate in her hand at the ball of light.

The place was a bit noisy, and many people were discussing the situation at hand.

After Hepburn threw his number into the ball of light, he immediately felt many strange eyes looking at him, and then he discovered that except him, no other magician participated in the draw.

Tang Ling, the **** of space magic in the sky, was also a little annoyed at this time, and even wondered whether his reminder was too subtle. He wanted to make a quick decision and finish the game quickly, so he could get rid of the uninvited guest and continue the celebration. How could any petty girl come out to register even though she was only at Level 5?

It was only after Hepburn gave the number that I discovered that no other wizards had participated in the drawing. If something goes wrong, he won't be the only one.

Go ahead stupidly, I should be more firm and stop it. Damn it, why can't I resist him every time he looks at me with those big eyes?

Sidi told me but not him. Did he think he wouldn't participate?

At this moment, a graceful figure floated down from the direction of the Gods Tower and flew towards the direction of the silver ball of light. His figure seemed to flicker, and every time he blinked, he got closer to the center of the square.

It was a beautiful-looking woman, wearing a silver-white dress, with long hair flowing loosely behind her. His entire body was filled with a holy aura, his eyes were somewhat ethereal, and his face was serious.

A beam of light shot out from his hand, and it turned out to be a number plate. The number plate flew straight into the ball of light and disappeared.

At this moment, two figures fell from the sky, Augustine, representing the Ottoman Empire, and Di Luotian, representing the Gusta Empire, suddenly landed. It is unknown where they got the two number plates. Each one was submerged in a ball of silver light.

Seeing them register, it turned out that not a single wizard from the Sman Kingdom came forward. Seeing this scene, I suddenly felt bad. I immediately sent a message to Hepburn: "No matter who you meet later, immediately admit defeat. These people are not something you can deal with."

Hepburn looked back at me, smiled brightly, and shook her fist at me. Seeing the stern expression on his face, I knew something was wrong.

Even though this woman always teases me when she's with me, she has a persistent and determined heart. Ever since his talent improved, he had trained very hard. Apart from taking care of my daily life, he has been training almost all the time. I know he really wants to become a powerful wizard. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to reach the peak level of the fifth level in just a few years.

It was impossible for him not to see that he was no match for this strong man, but he hoped to break through the sixth level through the strong man's pressure on him. He really...

Of course it wouldn't matter if it was just an internal match within the Sman Kingdom, but it wasn't! This is a fight between countries. If he faced those two outsiders, they would show no mercy. The woman in the silver-white dress looked at Hepburn in surprise: "Who are you?"

"I'm Hepburn, from Dijon Magic Tower, hello." Hepburn's clothes were much simpler than the woman's, but even the simple clothes with long skirts on her body, still couldn't hide her own light. Her eyes were lively, with a hint of heroic spirit, and her beautiful cheeks were like the most perfect masterpiece from heaven. Even though he only wore an ordinary magic robe, he still couldn't hide his peerless appearance and noble temperament, standing straight and tall with the woman wearing the luxurious magic robe. Together, their temperament is in no way inferior.

"The draw has begun." Tang Ling, the god of space magic in the sky, couldn't wait any longer. He ordered the draw without hesitation. The scene I least want to see is this. And it happened.

The silver-white ball of light flickered with light, and in an instant, two rays of light flew out from it, turning into two huge figures that appeared in the air.

I know Hepburn's number, and neither of those two, obviously she's not in the first scene. Not bad, not bad, there is still time for me to persuade him again.

"In the first game, Princess Ina versus Prince Augustine of the Ottoman Empire."

Princess Ina was clearly a woman who had just come out of the God's Tower. After finding out who his opponent was, his eyes fell on Augustine's handsome face.

Augustine looked at Ina with deep eyes, bowed slightly to her, and Ina returned the favor.

“Our battlefield should be in the air.” Augustine smiled at Ina.

Ina nodded: "Okay, Your Highness."

“Your Majesty, please.” Augustine made an inviting gesture. The next moment, a pair of brilliant golden light wings spread out behind him. The wings of light flapped violently and lifted his body.

Many of the strongest people in the sky had scattered and divided into three groups, watching the battle. The Sultanate of Sman wants to save time and resolve existing problems as quickly as possible so that it can continue to hold celebrations. For the Ottoman Empire and the Gusta Empire, whether it is winning or delaying time, this is an excellent choice. Ina's status in the Ottoman Empire was clearly comparable to Augustine's status in the Sman Sultanate and Ti Luotian's status in the Gusta Sultanate. Direct competition is a battle between the strongest, which of course saves the most time. This is also the reason why other wizards do not participate.

While everyone's attention was on them in the air, I quickly went to Hepburn and pulled her back.

"Are you stupid? Can't you see it? This is a dispute between countries. Can you get involved? People will show no mercy in a battle like this."

Hepburn walked back with me very obediently, smiled and said: "I know, but I still have to participate. Only in confrontation with the strong can I break through myself better. Don't worry, I will be fine. Aren't I still have you? If I'm in danger, just give up."

I have a headache, and I really can't do anything with this woman.

At this time, both Ina and Augustine stopped in midair. They were around three hundred meters in the air, and the strongest was watching them from higher up.

There is no doubt that this competition is a battle between the strongest young generation of the Sman Sultanate and the Ottoman Empire, it will undoubtedly provide an advantage for their country.