Chapter Eighty-Six: Seven Stacks of Fireballs

Al stood up suddenly.

Philip panicked, and he instinctively wanted to step back, because he was not sitting on his back but on his side, so he fell backwards from the chair without sitting still.

If it was a normal time, Philip's mistake would definitely cause laughter around him, but at this time, the attention of the students in the class was all attracted by Mary and Al's affairs, and not many people noticed him.

It wasn't just Philip, Mary was also taken aback.

Seeing the cloaked apprentice Al with the title of chest masseuse stand up, Mary reflexively took a small step back and protected her chest.

What is he going to do?

Did he want to come over and confess, or did he plan to attack him directly?

If you confess at this time, how do you reject him? And what if he wants to attack himself?

She is worthy of being a noble girl in the true sense of the word, and even at such a moment, Mary can still think calmly.

However, Al did not make any unusual moves when he stood up, but stood still in place.

"Success? So that's ......"

In the midst of everyone's astonished gaze, the cloaked apprentice Al looked down at his right hand and muttered to himself almost as if in a dream.

"What succeeded?"

"What is he talking about?"

"Don't ask me, who am I going to ask if you ask me?"

At this moment, Al's every move in the center of everyone's attention will attract countless attention, and the inexplicable whisper he just said immediately triggered a lot of whispering and speculation around him.

Al suddenly moved.

He quickly stepped out of his seat.

Al's actions were like throwing a piece of meat into a boiling pan of oil, which was about to fill with boiling foam.

Clutching her chest, Mary took a step back, staring at him nervously and fearfully.

Philip had just gotten up from the ground, his hands on the table, and when he saw that Al seemed to be walking towards him, he immediately pretended to be calm with a blank face.

Many of the other apprentices looked at Al with a look of amusement, nervousness and excitement on their faces, as if the audience was waiting for the show to begin.

They looked at Al.

They looked at Al.

Look at Al.

Until the other party walked out of the classroom.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing why.

……

Al walked out of the classroom and hurried towards the spell training room, ignoring even the history lessons that had been connected, after all, there were more important things now.

Saying that, what seemed to be happening in the classroom just now, and there were bursts of laughter.

The thought only flashed through Al's mind, and then quickly vanished without a trace.

He now has more important things to do.

Just now, in the classroom, Al felt that for the first time, he had successfully stacked the fireball technique to the seventh layer, and the power of the flames gathered in Al's palm, if it wasn't still in the classroom, Al really had the urge to really form it and throw it out directly.

Luckily, Al restrained the impulse, and if Al did throw that fireball spell in the classroom, it wouldn't be as simple as a large fine that Al couldn't afford to pay.

When Al rushed into the spell training hall like a whirlwind, it startled the sales staff.

"Is there anything you can do?"

A woman in a simple business uniform asked Al.

"If you're looking for a toilet, go to the right and turn left. ”

Out of a guess, the sales girl added.

"I don't need a toilet, please open a room for me. ”

"Sorry, this is not a hotel. ”

Al: "......"

After a little twists and turns, Al finally opened the smallest and simplest blasting spell training room, which cost five silver coins an hour, which is quite not cheap for Al now.

It is said to be a training room, but it is actually an open-air place, surrounded by low, thick walls, a little black and a bit like canvas material, and the ground is bare (exposed) earth without any treatment.

Whether it is the walls, the canvas-like cloth, or the exposed ground, the tiny craters caused by the explosion and the marks of kisses by tongues of fire can be clearly seen.

The training room as a whole has a narrow shape, with a half-moon-shaped isosceles high thick wall at the entrance, which is supposed to provide protection for the mages who perform the spells, and the other side must be the place where the blasting spells are performed, which can be clearly seen from the extraordinarily thickened walls and the scorched walls and floors.

"Do you need to test the puppet?"

The waiter who was in charge of bringing Al over asked.

"Test dolls, what's the use?" Al asked, frowning.

"It's a dummy used to test the power of the blasting spell, it's made according to real human specifications, the cheapest is a wooden man, because it has been specially treated, it's exactly the same as a human in flammability, and the cost is about twenty silver coins, above which is the iron man, and the ginseng is about a human official knight, and the steel armor on the whole body is made of Welsh steel, of course, it's not a boutique grade, but it can also be regarded as a qualified product......"

"Thanks, I don't need to. ”

Seeing that the male waiter was about to talk endlessly, Al couldn't help but interrupt the other party.

"Actually, you can try the cheapest wooden man, you don't know what your blasting spell will do if you don't have a reference, and if you don't even know the power of your spell in real combat......"

The male waiter was obviously not giving up, and was still working hard to sell the test dolls.

Al wasn't waiting for him anymore, the fireball technique in his palm had already brewed to the point where he had to launch it.

The magic power that was far denser than ordinary people flowed into the magic model that had been stacked seven times by Al, as if gold liquid had been poured into a special scoop, and the edges were clear, and the fireballs that were almost white formed in front of El's palm.

A qiē all happens in an instant.

Al threw the fireball in his hand forward.

Rumble!

Flames burst into the sky, and crimson instantly filled El's entire vision!

A terrifying heat wave instantly swept through all the spaces around the explosion site, and even reversed towards the El.

Al pulled the male waiter, who was still chattering, to crouch down, and hid together under the half-moon-shaped protective wall.

Huge tongues of fire flew over the wall, almost touching the male waiter's scalp.

When Al and the male attendant got back to their feet, the condition of the training room was dire, as if more than a dozen fireballs had exploded at the same time in this cramped room.

The ground and walls were littered with new burn marks, and the air was filled with the scent of embers of flames.

"Looks like you really don't need to buy a test doll. ”

The male waiter who got up from the ground looked at the qiē in front of him with a blank expression, he swallowed his saliva and said dryly.