"Hehe!" Fred grinned. "Hannah, don't forget the materials for that suit of magical armor either. That's dragon hide!"
"Even if that dragon hide was 'carefully selected' by us, dragon hide is still dragon hide. Its toughness is right there—no matter what, we won't lose out!"
Wizet and Fred's analysis was exactly what George had been thinking.
Neville's swordsmanship combined with silent spells had indeed put pressure on George. If he wanted to win, he had to make a change.
After weighing the pros and cons, he chose to activate the acceleration spell on the magical armor, close the distance with Neville, and attack.
The shift in George's combat approach caught Neville somewhat off guard.
He instinctively wanted to pull away, but George gave him no such chance.
With the help of the acceleration spell, George moved remarkably quickly.
No matter how Neville tried to reposition himself, George was always able to catch up swiftly.
At this point, the magical armor's advantage also became apparent.
Although George knew nothing about fighting techniques, thanks to the defensive power provided by the dragon hide, all he needed to do was use his height advantage and keep throwing punches at Neville.
Neville was now in a highly passive position. Facing this suit of magical armor made from dragon hide, he had to use his longsword every time he wanted to block George's fists.
But after blocking blow after blow, the hand gripping his sword had been numbed by the impact. Even his steps as he retreated and dodged began to grow unsteady.
Seeing Neville's current predicament, Hannah clasped her hands tightly together, her eyes filled with worry. "So it really turned out like this!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Fred shook his head with feeling. "Neville is already incredible! George is just relying on the magical