Temple of Madness

Chapter 182 Fireball

Chapter 181 Fireball Technique
After continuing to practice for a while, Zhang Yang has gradually become proficient in the art of fire control. He is now able to produce a fireball the size of a basketball, and it lasts for 10 minutes without dissipating.

This is great news for him. After this training is completed, Zhang Yang can start to practice fire-attributed spells.

Cultivating immortality is something that all men dream of. Who doesn't want to soar in the sky, and who doesn't want to have the power to cover the sky?

"Shangqing Xuanlu" records various types of spells, ranging from low-level to high-level. The most amazing thing Zhang Yang has seen is a spell called Huo Meteor, which can summon a meteorite from outside the sky. Terribly strong.

What is the concept of meteorite?I'm afraid it can cause a huge shock to the entire earth. Wasn't the extinction of the dinosaurs back then caused by meteorites?

So Zhang Yang became faintly interested in this technique. He thought that if he could cultivate successfully, who would he be afraid of in the world?

But for the time being, he can't practice it for the time being. First of all, there is a limitation in his strength. It doesn't mean that he can practice such a powerful technique in his current heartbeat period.

Besides, he has only just mastered the art of controlling fire, and he doesn't know much about the attribute of fire, so Zhang Yang still thinks about going steadily, step by step, and he still understands the truth that he can't chew too much.

"Then let's start with the fireball."

Zhang Yang set his goal. The Fireball Technique is an advanced version of the basic Fire Control Technique. It can condense the surrounding fire attributes into a fireball, and then explode, causing powerful destructive power.

Judging from the ancient times of grades, fireball is just a first-level spell, that is, the most common one, but Zhang Yang doesn't care about it. He believes that the essence is not in the grade of the spell, but in who uses it.

A small flame ignited from Zhang Yang's hand, he controlled it with spiritual power, and used his spiritual power to sense the fire aura around him.

This process was a bit difficult, it was equivalent to doing two things at once, Zhang Yang gritted his teeth, and he tried his best to release his mental power, but he still couldn't feel the existence of any fire aura.

After a long time, Zhang Yang gave up. It wasn't that he gave up practicing the upper spell, but that his spiritual power was exhausted.

Looking at my own information:
Name: Zhang Yang

Occupation: Ascetic Lv3
Vitality: 2526/2775(+)
Spirit: (2/99) (+)

Muscle training: completion (100%)

Bone Training: Completion (100%)

Strength: Condensation degree (0%)

Aura: 16168745 (transformation)
Spirit Power: 100000
Fate energy: 10000 (???)

"Huh?" Zhang Yang found that after using so much spiritual power, his spiritual power didn't mean to be consumed at all.

What's happening here?
Zhang Yang was a little puzzled, it was certain to use magic to consume spiritual energy, but looking at his information like this, it didn't mean to consume it at all.

And Zhang Yang thought that when he used his spiritual power, he did not experience a shortage of spiritual power as others said, but was completely saturated all the time.

"Could it be "Shangqing Xuanlu"?" Zhang Yang guessed.

But it might not be, after all, if "Shangqing Xuanlu" had such a miraculous effect, Gu Chengfeng would have been invincible and soared long ago, so how could he be plotted against?

But then again, if Zhang Yang has such a special ability, doesn't that mean he can infinitely magnify his moves?
Thinking of this, Zhang Yang's eyes flashed brightly.

"Then I'm not, I'm going to be invincible."

He was very excited, and quickly clicked on the (+) next to the spirit to fully recharge his spirit power. He continued to practice with great pride in his heart.

After staying in the hotel for three full days, Zhang Yang did not sleep for three days and had to practice. When he was hungry, he would order a takeaway. When he was thirsty, he would use his spiritual power to call the cup over by himself. It was not comfortable.

Just a little sleepy, Zhang Yang has now become a national treasure, with two thick dark circles hanging under his eye sockets, very conspicuous.

However, although the process was very bitter, Zhang Yang has gained a lot. At least, he has practiced the fireball technique to the point of proficiency.

But the mental power consumed is also considerable, but in this state of consumption and replenishment, and consumption and replenishment, he feels that his mental power has a tendency to break through, that is to say, if this continues, his mental power will You can break through the shackles of 99 and upgrade to another level.

The cultivation of spiritual power is still good for him. After all, he is strictly a formation master, and his strong spiritual power can allow him to arrange more elaborate formations.

boom!
A fireball with a diameter of one meter appeared in front of Zhang Yang. The scorching fireball distorted the surrounding air, and the whole room had signs of being burned. Zhang Yang did not retreat immediately, but looked at the fireball in front of him intoxicated.

"So beautiful."

Immediately, a spark fell on the bed where Bai Ling was sleeping, and immediately ignited.

Zhang Yang was startled when he saw this, he quickly removed the fireball, and then went to the toilet to fetch a basin of water to extinguish it.

"call!"

Zhang Yang let out a long breath, practicing here is still too much effort, next time he has to find a more open place.

He tidied up the room, and then fell asleep on another bed. There was no way, he was too tired.

His nerves have been tense for the past few days, and he hasn't had a good night's sleep for a while.

After sleeping for a full day and night, Zhang Yang woke up from his sleep. He stretched out comfortably. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Bai Ling eating a pack of snacks with relish.

"Wow!"

Zhang Yang was taken aback, he quickly climbed to the head of the bed, looked at Bai Ling, and felt countless horses galloping in his heart.

"I said Miss, do you know that people who scare people can scare people to death?" Zhang Yang said with palpitations.

"I didn't scare you. I knew you were awake when I saw your eyebrows tremble twice." Bai Ling said innocently.

Forget it, Zhang Yang is too lazy to tell her so much, Bai Ling's mind will always be lacking in one muscle, and it is impossible to make sense no matter what.

"Have I been in a coma for a long time?" Bai Ling asked.

"Well, you've been in a coma for almost two weeks." Zhang Yang nodded.

"Why have I been in a coma for so long?" Bai Ling asked again.

"You have been punched by Xiangtian, and you will be unconscious for so long." When Zhang Yang had just finished speaking, he suddenly thought that it seemed that Bai Ling used his body to help him block most of the damage, so Zhang Yang could not die.

Otherwise, he, who has thin arms and legs, will definitely end up in ruins.

Ever since, Zhang Yang looked at Bai Ling with gratitude in his eyes. It seemed that they still loved each other very much, and they didn't just think about running away from each other when they were in crisis.

"What happened after that?"

"Afterwards, of course, I showed my power and beat them to the ground." Zhang Yang said sarcastically.

"Impossible, you lied to you, and you are the only one who can defeat the big monster? If I wasn't by your side, he would have killed you with one breath." Bai Ling sneered at Zhang Yang, and mocked.

(End of this chapter)