"In fact, there's only one magic I can do. Zheng Ming answered the question of the soup pot standing like this.

Well, Zheng Ming also realized that it was indeed not a simple matter for the second elder to understand the difference between science and magic now.

In the end, he decisively chose not to use the word magic to describe his needs, but to tell him that he needed to learn the methods of magic attacks.

Although Zheng Ming said the same thing before and after, because of the different ways of expression, Tang Guoli's understanding of this thing is also different, and now that it's okay, the two have finally reached a tacit understanding on this issue.

It didn't take long for Tang Guoli to lead Zheng Ming through the corridor, all the way down, and finally open a training place the size of five football fields.

This training ground is a place used by people in the underground kingdom to conduct actual combat drills, and the overall background is silver-white, which is quite technological.

"You can release the magic you will give me first, increase the energy to the maximum, and I will bring a few bottles of potion down. Waiting for the entrance to reclose, the soup pot immediately took the initiative.

He couldn't help but say proudly, "This place took our ancestors hundreds of years to build, and it is enough to withstand any attack below the seventh order."

"Hmm...... No, Mr. Tang...... I would like to ask if this place is a little too small. Zheng Ming couldn't help but ask worriedly.

Tang Lao expressed disdain in his heart for the question Zheng Ming said, even he couldn't demolish this place, Zheng Ming was a little second-order mage, what kind of waves could he turn over, not to mention that it was only one magic he knew.

Thinking that Zheng Minghui's magic was probably the most entry-level magic, he couldn't help but comfort him, "Holy Son, although I will never be able to compare with you in terms of technology, I have played with many more fireballs than you have ever made cannon barrels in terms of magic attainment. ”

Didn't he also patted Zheng Ming's shoulder, signaled him to let it go, and finally said, "Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will help you carry it." ”

Zheng Ming was moved, he seemed to recall the time when he was in the Eternal Night Forest, when the teacher had stood beside him and said the same thing to himself.

"Mr. Tang, thank you"

Zheng Ming looked at him sincerely.

"It's okay, let's get started. ”

The soup pot was moved by the boy's sudden sincerity, and his waist had never been so strong.

Zheng Ming turned his hands inwards with each other, and continued to gather magic power between his hands until they converged to the same size as a truck tire, and there was no way to expand it, this was the limit of his current magic control, and he was still continuously sending magic power inward.

The Prophet was quite satisfied with this mana control, and it was very rare for a second-order mage to have such detailed control.

Zheng Ming precipitated his emotions and closed his eyes.

Consciousness gradually permeates these magical powers, transforming it into the water element in a form visible to the naked eye.

There are many ingredients in the water element, and when Zheng Ming completely emptied his consciousness, it seemed that he saw a calm lake, a turbulent ocean, and a tiny raindrop in his mind.

It was like a dream, a sense of crisis came over him, and he suddenly woke up! The elemental was almost broken, but he was just holding it up, and he began to look for the energy that could make him feel hot in the illusion of the water elemental.

The pressure in the water squeezes the oxygen to a certain level.

The first grains of energy began to appear in this illusion, which was what he was looking for, the kind of energy that was contrary to the coldness of water, which Zheng Ming called hydrogen, and then more and more.

Until finally the water element dissipated, leaving only this particular element.

Looking at the side, Zheng Ming condensed the "hydrogen energy" the size of a basketball, and the soup pot was also sluggish for a while, he could feel the fire-like explosion from it, and he could feel the calmness like water.

It was hard to imagine that the perception of water and fire could exist in such a situation, he could no longer notice the oppression he felt instinctively, and he also hoped that Zheng Ming could complete it, and wanted to see what kind of beautiful magic this kind of thing would release.

Zheng Ming used magic to isolate a cloud of air, and used this air to tightly wrap the amount of hydrogen energy.

Then, the soup pot immediately saw that this energy detached from Zheng Ming's hands and floated lightly to the center of the training ground.

Zheng Ming forced out the last trace of fire elemental magic from his body, and with a flick, the fire element turned into a flame the size of a fingernail and shot towards the hydrogen energy.

Zheng Ming hid behind the soup pot almost immediately.

Time seemed to slow down, and the two seemed to mingle in a visible way, until the energy began to glow and a terrifying aura came at you.

The soup pot didn't know what would happen next, so he picked up Zheng Ming and ran towards the entrance.

It was only a second between the opening and closing of the entrance, and the soup pot couldn't help but look back at that second.

The energy was like a wave of qi released around them, and with the wave of qi and countless flames, the entrance just closed when it rushed in front of them.

What happened inside, Zheng Ming was clear, and the soup pot was not clear, but they all understood that it was not that they did not stand firm, but because the entire underground kingdom began to tremble, until the entire Mtrance.

The inhabitants of Mutrans stepped out of their rooms, feeling the frequency of the tremors as they looked at the greatsword that was heading towards the center of the city.

The tremors came from there, the place of their faith, the inheritance of Mutlans, and the city seemed to slowly wake up from its slumber, groaning in the process.

At the corner of North Street, a handsome young man also looked at the direction of the giant sword, there was a square mark between his eyebrows, because the shocked expression also began to distort, and then he saw him frantically tearing towards the guards behind him, and he didn't dare to ask confidently, "What the hell is going on!"

It was also the first time that the guards had seen such an angry side of this young man, and they were all too frightened to speak.

The elves in the Elven Chamber of Commerce, because they were the closest and felt the deepest, every time they just stood firm, the force of the shock knocked them to the ground again.

"Sister Hexiang, do you know what's going on?" a young girl asked the woman next to her in a panic.

Hexiang was also unable to stand still, but she was particularly shocked in her heart now, this kind of power, she had felt in the Eternal Night Forest, when its direct range happened to be around there, it was said that this was the power of the Holy Son.

Whatever the woman and her sister thought, the shopkeepers who were tied to the ground screamed in horror.

This is the first time they have lived in Mtrance for so long.