The Merry Evil Emperor of Another World

Chapter 137 Departure! (2)
It's hard to imagine, if the old man also has energy balls, then he should be able to become the strongest holy magister or dark magister in the history of the mainland.

And like the holy magister and the dark magister, only one energy ball is needed to do this, like two energy balls in Chu Mo's body, my God!It's really scary...

Fortunately, Chu Mo didn't casually tell the old man about his energy ball, otherwise, with the old man's knowledge, he would definitely go crazy...

Because of the two energy balls, Chu Mo can quickly absorb magic elements even when he is sleeping, and at critical moments, as long as the energy balls are activated, Chu Mo's spiritual power will continue to flow!

Just like that, Chu Mo released his magic, which was faster than throwing stones.

Having said that, when the camera turned, on the field, the old man was out of breath just after a dozen times of 'teleportation'!
After all, on the one hand, he had to use magic to attack Chu Mo, and on the other hand, he had to dodge Chu Mo's terrifying magic attacks. For the old man, the training here was really tormenting.

Use 'teleport' again to dodge Chumer's chain fireball attack.

Chu Mo sat on a leather chair boredly, and asked with a wicked smile, "I said, teacher, why are you dodging all the time? Why don't you attack? If you don't attack, how will the students know how strong they are?" ?”

"Huh!" The blue light flashed, and the old man appeared. Hearing Chu Mo's words at this moment, it was like countless spikes piercing his heart, which made him very angry, but he couldn't pull them out. Sting, now he doesn't even have the strength to speak, in order to save mental power to use 'teleportation', he can only grunt coldly as an answer.

'Hoo... ph... ph! 'The fireball turned a big corner and rushed towards the old man in a strange arc.

"Huh...huh..." The old man no longer had the mental strength to use 'teleportation', so he took a few deep breaths, summoned up the only mental power he had, and set up several intricate grids in front of him, Used to prevent fireball attacks.

"Teacher... Do you want to stop my attack with such a simple power grid? Hehe, you underestimate me, don't you?" Chu Mo said with a wicked smile.

As soon as the voice fell, the fireballs rushed towards the grid regularly, "Boom!Boom! A series of explosions sounded around the old man. At this time, the power grid around the old man had dimmed. He knew that this was a sign that the magic power was gradually disappearing.

(End of this chapter)