Chapter 118: Fireball
It seemed to be knocked back to its original form by the words of the soul, but Zongtian pulled it up again in an instant.
"Oh, being able to accept your past self is the only way to show maturity at this time, and I think perseverance is also a virtue." It seems to be trying to save face, but fortunately, it is still easier to deceive the soul.
"Is that so?" Although the voice of the soul maker still has some doubts, the soul maker is still willing to believe the words of this younger brother.
"Secondary two disease is really not a disease, is it?" Although he believed Zongtian's words, the worry of soul creation was the key to the problem, although Zongtian was no longer a flamboyant middle two madman, but he was only in the late stage of the second middle school disease after being exposed to the second yuan since he was a child.
"It's not a sick ......" doesn't want to talk about it anymore, and now that the problem of the armor has been solved, Zongtian has also decided to see what he might have in the second gain.
Although the tiger wolf was mostly corrupted by the black gas, the soul power that returned to nature was still caught by the armor of the sky, maybe he would have some special gains at this time.
"I ...... about the soul power of the demon just now" Before Zongtian's words were finished, the soul creation entered the narration mode again.
"You've successfully mastered low-level fire magic, the Fireball Technique." Although such a voice still made Zongtian feel a little embarrassed, fortunately, such a voice would only appear in his mind, and after accepting such a setting, Zongtian seemed to have a feeling of energy at this time.
"Is that all there is to it?" The situation is really the best state I expected, and such good luck can't help but make Zongtian a little carried away by joy.
"After all, it's only the lowest-level soul skill, if it's hard to master, then how can you master all the attribute soul energy in the future?" Although the words of soul creation were somewhat cold, for Zongtian, who had mastered the first soul technique, he was still in a state of excitement at this time.
"Well, I'm not going to let it out with my mouth too, am I?" Suddenly, a somewhat embarrassing question came to mind, and Zongtian was also a little nervous waiting for the answer to the soul-making.
"Isn't soul energy really air, do you think you can only exhale it with your mouth?"
"If it's just gas, you can't just use your mouth."
"What did you say?"
"No, no, I'll just say it casually." Because it is a spiritual exchange, Zongtian's cranky personality has once again achieved his fatal wound.
"What do you mean?" The soul was suddenly unrelenting,
"I, I, I ......"
"Hmph, do you think I'll not know that people can still pant through their noses?"
"Yes, yes, it's the nose." The simplicity of the soul saved him again, and at this time, Zongtian couldn't help praying to the gods and Buddhas in all directions.
"So what? How can I cast that magic? I mean soul skills. It seems that because he didn't dare to talk about it anymore, Zongtian showed some unusual excitement at this time.
"Soul skills, magic, that's the name, whatever you want to call it." Although it is unusually tolerant on this point, but then there are some serious words,
"It's just learning a low-level fireball, and now the management of soul energy is completely up to me, so you really shouldn't show too much joy." The serious words of soul creation also made Zongtian humbly teachable, but after all, this was the first soul skill he could release, so the expectation was unabated for Zongtian.
"So what do I do?" Zongtian tried to suppress his excitement,
"Just keep in touch with me, imagine how you want to release, where the target is."
"It's as simple as that?" Zong Tian stretched out a finger in disbelief, and the target was set on a big tree not far away.
Sudden energy gathered in Zongtian's hands, and he could clearly feel that the energy was coming from his own body. Zongtian watched as the fire condensed at his fingertips, and then compressed and fired. Although the fireball is still at that slow speed, after all, the target at this time will not move. Just like that, I watched the fireball collide with sparks on the huge tree, and then the fierce flames instantly enveloped the big tree, and the raging fire burned the tree to ashes in a short time.
"Is there a bit of morality?!" Suddenly, the knife hit Zongtian on the head, but Zongtian was still immersed in shock, was that really the magic he released just now?
"Hey, hey, are you stupid?" Seeing that Zongtian didn't react, Yang Ling also added some strength to his hands.
"What are you doing?!" Naturally, the heavens who have returned to God are a little unwilling,
"That's what I want to ask you, too." It's just that Yang Ling seems to have more reason to complain than him.
"Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot about you." didn't apologize very sincerely, Yang Ling naturally didn't catch a cold, but now that he had been woken up, Yang Ling had no intention of sleeping again.
"What? Angry? "Obviously, it's because of Zongtian, but now he actually came to Yang Ling again, so he naturally didn't want to anger Yang Ling, but because a long-planned plan was finally going to bear fruit at this time.
Faced with Zongtian's general words, Yang Ling just rolled his eyelids, but Zongtian got closer and closer.
"I slept so well last night, you don't know what's going on, I'll tell you......"
"Isn't it a herd?" Yang Ling's answer was to make Zongtian stiffen in place,
"Didn't you sleep?!" At first, he just felt that his plan had failed, but after thinking about it for a while, Zongtian found a more serious problem.
"yes, robots vs. weasels, how could I miss such a fun thing?"
"First of all, I'll correct it, it's Gundam." A serious expression suddenly appeared on Zongtian's face, which had already lost his soul, "Secondly, please also respect my opponent, that is a tiger wolf." ”
"Tiger wolf? How can there be such a creature? Yang Ling didn't have any intention of showing mercy, "It looks like a weasel." ”
Knowing the result now, Zongtian would definitely give Yang Ling a good slap in the middle of the night, but judging from the current situation, even if he fanned it, he might not really be able to hit it, and the fact at this time was already like this, it seemed that he couldn't afford not to be depressed.
He didn't pay attention to how his words stimulated Zongtian, Yang Ling just took his sleeping bag back into his pocket three or two times, and then even the extinguished bonfire was properly disposed of by him, but when he was about to embark on the journey again, the person who should lead the way was still squatting on the ground.
"Let's go."
"I'm just a little ...... Can you give me a moment. "There seems to be one more hurdle that needs to be crossed by yourself, and Zong Tian can only squat on the ground and cry without tears.
"Don't worry, I don't have that much gossip, and no one will know that you became a robot." is also a little helpless, Yang Ling had to make such a guarantee,
"It's Gundam!" But Zongtian doesn't appreciate it very much.
"Yes, yes, you're not Gundam."
"Little God." The soul creation was also comforting Zongtian at this time, and this kind of concern also eased Zongtian a little, but when his mood improved, he found that the current situation seemed to be extremely embarrassing. Growth is sometimes like this, negating the past self, but the current self will also be denied by the future self, and the embarrassment that will be recalled from time to time at that time seems to become the driving force behind people's progress.
The group finally embarked on the journey again at this time, and as time progressed, not only did the road pass under their feet, but Zongtian's mood gradually regained its calm, and he once again left his burden, but also rejoiced in the growth before that. Although he only mastered a fire-attribute primary-level spell, whether it was the shocking effect or the considerable strength, it was extremely satisfying to Zongtian.