The eyes of Uncle Mario, who was a little disappointed, lit up again.

"Good boy, let me borrow your water pipe, the green one is the best." Uncle Mario specially emphasized the green color.

The manager has a weird face, why is he emphasizing green?

However, he nodded and agreed to the request.

Immediately the manager took out a pager and communicated his needs.

There was not too long a wait, and the staff delivered the green water pipes very efficiently.

The manager took the water pipe and handed it to Uncle Mario.

"It's not bad, but it's much worse than mine." Uncle Mario said with a little regret after feeling it with both hands.

Xu Changliang also noticed some clues. He didn't pay attention to it before, but thinking about it now, it seems that when Uncle Mario uses the water pipe, there seems to be a faint green light on the surface of the water pipe.

If he didn't think about it carefully, he couldn't remember it.

Could it be something similar to a rune?

Xu Changliang didn't know why, but the rusty Dao sword suddenly popped up in his mind.

"Mr. Ma, I don't know what you want the water pipe for?" the manager asked curiously.

Flame Crane's explosive fireball has nothing to do with water pipes.

The fireball can only be fired out purely by the mouth.

"Just look at it."

Uncle Mario waved his hand to signal them to be quiet.

Then, under the attention of everyone, Uncle Mario lifted the water pipe to his mouth.

It's like playing a flute.

Uncle Mario took a deep breath, put the water pipe in his mouth, his face flushed slightly, the next moment, a fiery wire burst out from the water pipe, and hit the target straight in front of him!

The manager's eyes widened. How can this skill be used like this?

Xu Changliang was also a little surprised, but quickly figured out the joint.

The bursting fireball can only be launched by the mouth, and the water pipe that Uncle Mario wants just acts as a medium.

The fireball is still launched with the mouth, but the water pipe compresses the fireball to form a line of fire.

And under the compression of air and volume, the fireball becomes a line of fire, resulting in stronger penetrating power!

Ding Yizhan watched the explosion, his face couldn't hide his excitement, the money was worth it!

But that's not all, Uncle Mario continues to shoot fireballs through the hose.

"Swish!"

After the first line of fire was fired, Uncle Mario fired another seven or eight rounds.

The targets on the training ground were basically completely destroyed. As long as the target touched the line of fire fired by Uncle Mario, it would be blown to pieces without the slightest resistance.

And after the first target is broken, a brand new target will be sent up from the ground immediately.

"Well, I can only fire about eight rounds now. If there is more, the energy in my body will not be able to support it." Uncle Mario made a budget by himself.

"It's okay, it's okay, Bafa is also very strong!" Ding Yizhan said repeatedly.

Because of the excitement, his chubby face is also flushed now.

"Eight rounds is indeed not bad. Some customers used this skill for summoned beasts before, but limited by the master's own strength, they only fired five rounds." The manager agreed.

"Limited by the master's strength, doesn't that mean that the energy available in my body is directly proportional to this little turtle?" Uncle Mario asked.

"Yes." The manager said.

This has nothing to do with whether you are a master of crossing the catastrophe or not. The energy that can be mobilized by the summoner of the summoning system is directly proportional to the strength of the summoner.

To give a very simple example, if Ding Yizhan is not awakened to the first level, but to the tenth level of awakening.

Then the upper limit that Uncle Mario can fire is definitely more than eight rounds, maybe twenty or thirty rounds.

"Dan Ding, you should practice hard when you go back, and strive to get a good ranking in the second selection competition, don't bury Uncle Mario's plumbing line of fire." Xu Changliang also urged.

Although he didn't know the strength of everyone in the selection competition, it shouldn't be a problem to get a good ranking with Uncle Mario's hands on the water.

The manager was listening, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, the plumbing is on fire, you are such a genius for naming names!

Ding Yizhan nodded his head. He had always attached great importance to the trials a month later. Regardless of Xu Changliang, he would work hard to practice, not only for him, but also to prove something.

...

"I wish you all a happy life, happy every day, welcome to visit next time."

The waitress of the department store was greeting the three of them sweetly, and watched them leave.

When Ding Yizhan and Uncle Mario came out, they could be said to be full of spring breeze, and there was a hint of excitement on their faces.

Ding Yizhan is because Uncle Mario has become stronger, so he also becomes stronger in theory, hugging the thigh of his summoned creature, not shivering.

Uncle Mario, having learned this skill, has already begun to imagine that after returning to his own world, he can clear the sewer more conveniently.

When encountering those monsters entrenched in the sewer, Uncle Mario doesn't even need to get close, just give them a set of water pipe fire wire!

"Heizi, what are we doing now?" Ding Yizhan calmed down his excitement, and asked.

"Go to Mianji, get my things." Xu Changliang glanced at his phone, and then said.

"Speaking of which, what did you buy?" Ding Yizhan suddenly thought of this question.

"No, see for yourself."

Xu Changliang handed his mobile phone to Ding Yizhan, and there was a picture on the mobile phone, which was the photo of the Dao sword on the website.

When Ding Yizhan saw it, his eyebrows almost knit together, and his big face was full of doubts.

"Damn it, what the hell are you buying this for?"

"As for this junk, you can find dozens of pieces at the garbage dump, but you actually spent tens of thousands of dollars to buy them?" Ding Yizhan asked in bewilderment.

He really couldn't understand why Xu Changliang wanted to buy a sword that was so scumbag that it couldn't be any more scumbag.

"Tsk tsk, superficial, don't you know that you can't just look at the surface of everything." Xu Changliang smiled slyly, pretending to be profound.

"What do you mean, is there another mystery in this rag?"

Ding Yizhan was taken aback for a moment, and Xu Changliang's words aroused his curiosity, and he kept zooming in on the pictures on his phone, trying to find out the difference.

But even if he looked at the pictures on his phone, he couldn't find any mystery.

The only thing worth mentioning is the strange patterns on the sword body.

Ding Yizhan: "No, what's so different about this?"

Xu Changliang smiled slightly: "The secret must not be leaked, you will naturally know later."

"You idiot, when I saw it, you misread it. How did it end?" Ding Yizhan rolled his eyes speechlessly.

What is so mysterious?

Uncle Mario was still lying on Ding Yizhan's shoulders, while he was looking at the pictures on the phone thoughtfully, with deep doubts in his eyes.

This thing looks a bit like my water pipe!

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