"Okay! Hehe, I didn't expect you to be in a mood of being beaten up more urgently than I am about to beat someone, alas, it will be you!"

As soon as Chenluo's words fell, he immediately ignored Ma Yun, whose face changed several times, and raised his right hand directly and began to pinch the trick, at the same time, a series of spells in his mouth began to spit out, and circles of mana began to surge out of Chenluo's body.

In a few moments, a mana fluctuation that anyone could feel had already gathered on Chenluo's right hand, and at the same time, that mana fluctuation suddenly began to become visible to the naked eye, and a red air flow began to form.

"Ah, this Chenluo can actually cast the fireball technique, look at this mana fluctuation, it's not small!"

Immediately, someone couldn't help but be surprised, but they were immediately refuted by another person.

"Stupid, don't you know that Chenluo is a thing, every time he fails, at the last moment? This is just the beginning, and no one will treat you as a dumb person later!"

"I'll go, my situation has been investigated so clearly!"

Chenluo can still be distracted to hear other people's conversations at this time, if this is known to others, I must think that Chenluo is 100% sure that he will cast the fireball technique.

But Chenluo's goods are completely big-hearted, and he doesn't care at all, but to be honest, Chenluo's heart is also a little apprehensive at this time, and he prays for all kinds of gods and even demons and monsters in his heart.

It turns out that Chenluo has really not given up spell cultivation over the years, after all, Chenluo, a person who can only imagine spells in the original world, when it comes to the time when he can really cultivate, how can this long-cherished wish be easily given up.

Not to mention, after a few years of hard work, I can even occasionally perform a fireball technique, but the success rate is really miserable, so I prayed, hoping not to drop the chain at a critical time.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound suddenly came out, and everyone couldn't help but follow the heartbeat, if other unsuspecting monks saw it, they would definitely think that this was all a bunch of neurotics, and a small fireball technique would affect the hearts of so many people.

But there is no doubt that with that muffled sound, a fist-sized fireball finally formed on Chenluo's right hand, although the flames were very unstable, big and small, and the tip of Chenluo's nose was also sweating, obviously trying to control it, but it was undeniable that the fireball was still formed.

"It seems that Chenluo's mallet is really a waste!"

Everyone thought so in their hearts, although Chenluo had already cast the fireball technique, he still couldn't avoid being ridiculed by everyone.

The reason is very simple, a dignified monk of the fifth layer of the Qi refining period can even cast the fireball technique that a small monk of the first layer of the Qi refining period can perform so hard, you see that the cup of flame is controlled by the big and small, extremely unstable state, as if it will be extinguished at any time, it is not a waste, and it really can't be used like this.

But after all, this kind of thing is not what everyone cares about, after all, others are not wasted, and what does it have to do with themselves, what do they care about most now is that Ma Yun, the bet has been played, and this time there is a good show.

At this time, of course, Ma Yun was also staring at the flame, a small fireball that was usually very ordinary, but at this time, Ma Yun's face changed several times, and seeing that Chenluo was already looking at him with bad intentions, he couldn't help but speak:

"This is not a successful fireball technique, you must be able to release the fireball in order to be considered your real success!"

As soon as Ma Yun said this, he immediately attracted the disdain of many people, and his words were a bit strong.

I don't know who in the immortal cultivation world, as long as you can transform mana into flames and form the shape of a fireball, this is a fireball technique, and it has nothing to do with whether you can shoot a fireball out.

But everyone is also a clear-eyed person, just the control of the fireball in the hand at this moment, that's called a lot of effort, you see the fireball is big and small, and it looks like it will go out at any time, it is estimated that the fireball will be shot out, as long as the power of divine consciousness touches the fireball again, the fireball will be extinguished, Ma Yun completely grasped this point, and he didn't want to lose embarrassed.

But Chenluo's goods are a little fluttering at this time, and it's no wonder that the fireball technique, which has one or two chances of success in ten times, has really been successfully displayed, with the character of this goods, it's strange if it's not fluttering.

"Haha, okay, I'll tell you to lose convincingly, fireball technique!

Chenluo shouted, his right hand shook, and the fireball flew out directly, and the target was actually Ma Yun!

"I'll go!"

Everyone was in an uproar, and their hearts said that this is really a good mallet, you fucking shoot your fireball, but find a place where no one is around, this is good, who shines more.

Especially the people who stood in front of Ma Yun hurriedly dodged, and scolded their mothers, but unfortunately there were too many people, and they really couldn't hide, so they had to shout one after another, and suddenly a colorful mana shield shone one one after another.

Ma Yun was even more shocked, and said in his heart Is this considered a sneak attack? This is too bold, in front of everyone's eyes, he is going to shoot me with a fireball, although he disdains the power of the fireball, but he doesn't want to be embarrassed, he will immediately follow the crowd and sacrifice his mana shield.

But at this moment, as soon as the fireball left Chenluo's right hand, it shot out less than a meter away, and it trembled and dissipated directly into the air.

"It's-"

Everyone was stunned, this is the fucking collapse?

"Haha...... Why, my fireball is good enough! I shot so far!"

Chenluo laughed loudly, triumphant, regardless of the fact that everyone was overwhelmed by it, and almost wanted to foam at the mouth.

"It's shameless, just that fireball of your special code, the little monks at the first level of Qi refining are all stronger than you, and they are all farther than you, you are embarrassed to say!"

This is almost a portrayal of the current mood of everyone present, and they all admire the thickness of the skin of this product, the disciples of Danxia Valley are blushing and thick-necked at this time, and they can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into!

"Ma Yun, Lao Tzu is here, come and admit defeat!"

Where did Chenluo pay attention to everyone's thoughts, his eyes just stared at Ma Yun, and he didn't care that the other party was stunned, and immediately shouted.

With this shout, everyone's attention was focused on Ma Yun's body, and his heart said, Ma Yun, Ma Yun, you are not unlucky!

"I ...... You...... This doesn't count, it's not even a meter away, it can't be considered a real fireball at all......"

Ma Yun was almost crazy and stammered when he spoke, and at the same time, his gaze began to drift from side to side, as if he wanted to find a place to go down.