Chapter Ninety-Eight - Spell Machine Gun

Li Qing, an ancient monk from the Southern Regions who was delicious and delicious, finally realized what pain was, and now he was hot all over, and every inch of his skin was hot and painful. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

He had been guarding against the Mentor from tricking him, but he didn't expect that the deadly thing was actually hiding in the food, and the surging heat swept through his body.

Looking at Li Qing who was rolling on the ground, Andrew breathed a sigh of relief and showed a wise smile, this guy was about to finish the good things he had specially prepared, and every piece of food was infused with strong heat.

Once you eat too much, there will be severe sequelae, that is, the heat is too strong, the energy contained is beyond the scope of digestion, if you can't resolve it in time, you will explode and die.

Li Qing didn't count this step, even whether the food was poisonous or not, he secretly measured it, and also measured that this was an energy-rich and highly nutritious food, but under Andrew's constant instigation, the stimulation of taste, he kept eating and eating, and ate a completely beyond the range that his body could bear, and now his stomach seemed to be bursting at any time, and his unscrupulous mentor was drinking wine, looking at all this happily.

"Boy, bear it slowly, if you can survive your golden body, you will go further, if you can't hold it, my suicide note will be written for you. Andrew stroked his beard and smiled.

Li Qing was speechless in pain, at first he thought that Andrew was the best mentor in the world, and the old monks in other temples were good to him, but now he found out that he was wrong, the mistake was outrageous, this is a devil who kills people without seeing blood, I hate you.

In the blazing sun at noon, Ted returned to the playground, and when he saw the seven big guys, he couldn't help but scold: "Didn't you say it was a magic class?

"Boy, you should have heard of it, SMG, right?" Gu Feifei thought of a very crazy magic training, many magic masters have confirmed that SMG can only exist on theory, and it is not available to non-high-level mages, but for high-level mages, this magic skill is a chicken rib, but high-level magicians use this skill below, and it is absolutely invincible.

"You know, SMG-Spellmachinegun's signature skill of Fike, the genius of the Talmamm, won the championship of the Micro Celestial Youth Contest in one fell swoop with this skill, and has been remembered since then, but you won't let me practice this, will you?" Ted told the origin of the skill, if this woman let herself practice this, it would be a disease, right?

It would be unrealistic to let an intermediate magician practice this skill, but Gu Feifei witnessed that this person in front of him broke into the nest of S-level black-armored warrior ants, and the magic energy stored in his body was not consistent with his own cultivation at all.

"Don't look at me, it can't be. Ted shook his head in disapproval.

"Do you practice?" Gu Feifei looked at him with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Don't make trouble, don't practice, don't practice to death, I'm a dignified person, if you don't practice, don't practice, don't waste your efforts. ”

"A spirit seed. Gu Feifei snapped his fingers and said.

Ted put his hands in his trouser pockets, walked to the center of the playground without looking back, and said lightly, "Let's start." ”

"What about your dignity, boy. Gu Feifei asked with her slender hands to her lips and shouted.

"Feed the dogs. I only heard a response from afar.

Gu Feifei showed a smile that was amused, and stroked her hair, it can be said that the flower and moon appearance Qiushui Yiren makes people look smiling, if it is not too strict, the momentum is too strong, and the person who pursues her can spare the mother star three times.

Da Da

Suddenly there was a Gatling battle cry from the playground, spitting tongues of fire mercilessly, but only one was activated.

SMG is the simplest and least powerful first-level magic skill for rapid bursts, that is, non-stop casting, and the casting speed is also very fast, forming a speed like a machine gun, which is the definition of a spell machine gun.

Ted himself knows that this skill is very cool and powerful, but he doesn't have the confidence to practice it, Fike's fame stunt has not been practiced by anyone so far, which requires the magician's casting speed to be extremely high, and the idea must be good, if there is a break, the entire starlink will have problems, resulting in confusion in the casting speed, so that the spell machine gun cannot be formed.

Only high-level mages may have the opportunity to realize the mage machine gun, but this skill is useless for the high-level mages who control the galaxy, except for gorgeous accidents, it can't cause damage to opponents of the same level at all, and the cultivation difficulty is extremely high, and it consumes magic energy very much, so no high-level mage will practice this trick, I don't know why the 16-year-old genius Fike can study it and use it, at that time he was an intermediate cultivator.

Ted doesn't worry about the problem of thoughts at all, as a transcendent has unparalleled control over ideas, magic savings are not a problem, his cultivation is low and only affects the level of magic he uses, magic savings are still extraordinary savings, just like the ocean, inexhaustible.

Suddenly, he felt that this was the best way to study for his current situation, the only difficulty now is that the casting speed can't keep up, and there is the rhythm problem, while walking and casting spells, you need to control a perfect rhythm, otherwise you can only become a fixed-point spell machine gun, the power is not strong, you can deal with rookies, but the master cannot.