Magical Strategist

The so-called burning hand is one of Bodor's unique magics. Cone-shaped scorching flames erupt from the fingers, used for close combat.

Dean demonstrated it first, and saw a flame about ten centimeters long rising up from his ten fingers, which were connected to his hand like fingernails.

"Everyone, please note that the fire elements that can be guided are divided into two parts, yin and yang, and gathered in the hands. The "yang" is left outside and released through the fingers, and the "yin" is kept inside to resist the scorching heat brought by the "yang". What should be noted is: Yin and Yang must be equal." The instructor explained patiently.

"Everyone, please follow my example just now and try to practice."

Less than five minutes after the practice started, there were screams of crying for father and mother.

Wow! So hot! It burned me to death!

Ah, my hand, my hand!

Oh my god...

The whole training ground was filled with a burning smell. It must be the smell of flames scorching your palms.

"Will it burn my hands? No!" But the real dragon quickly understood the trick, because the principle of using the burning hand is similar to that of controlling the essence source. It must be divided into two parts, half inside and half outside. In just half an hour he mastered the Burning Hands.

Dean was shocked by the real dragon's understanding. This spell seems simple, but the principle is quite complicated. In particular, it is most difficult to control the fire elements of yin and yang, which must be completely equal. Even if the most talented student has to spend ten days and a half, how does that kid do it?

Even Haitang showed an incredible look. It took her ten days to learn Burning Hands. I felt a little jealous.

.........

This afternoon, Zhenlong spent the afternoon praised by his classmates.

When school was over, except for Haitang and Zhenlong, all the other students had their fingers scorched black by the flames. How could they be so miserable?

After leaving the training ground, Zhenlong was preparing to go to the cafeteria for dinner. On the road, I met Dai'er again who was surrounded by people. I thought to myself, this girl is really in a lot of troubles.

Taking a closer look, it was A Niu from the second class of fire again.

Dai'er, who was surrounded, was in danger and could only beg Aniu to let her go with helpless eyes.

"The day is up, how about paying for my shoes?" A Niu said rudely.

"But, I, I really don't have that much money." Dai'er said with an aggrieved look.

Snapped!

A naked little girl slapped Dai'er without saying a word.

Dai'er's little face suddenly became red and swollen, and tears of grievance and helplessness rolled down one after another like broken pearls. "I didn't mean to step on you, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

"Is it enough to just say sorry? Everyone can say these three words. Since you don't have money to compensate, then use your body to pay it back." A Niu said with a sinister smile.

"No!" Dai'er subconsciously covered her chest with her hands and shook her head in denial.

"How much do you think your body is worth? One gold coin is an overestimation of you. Don't be a good person if you get it cheap." The little girl scolded.

"I..." Dai'er was ashamed and afraid.

"Drag her away!" A Niu ordered, and several male students around him rolled up their sleeves and were about to use force.

These guys are crazy!

No matter what, Dai'er is his classmate after all. From now on, how can the real dragon watch her being humiliated? He was cruel and had the urge to help.

"Stop!" At this moment, a brave short student rushed in front of the real dragon and opened his arms to protect Dai'er.

This person is none other than Louvre Schroeder!

"What does it mean to be a senior and bully a junior?" Schroeder shouted.

"Little dwarf, where did you come from?" A Niu said contemptuously.

"It's not important," Schroeder said dismissively.

A Niu relied on his strength in numbers, so he stepped forward and kicked him.

Schroeder reacted quickly, crossed his arms, and parried easily.

"Yo? You dare to take action? Beat him!" A Niu shouted sharply.

Seven people, including A Niu, pounced on the short Schroeder at the same time.

Schroeder was surrounded by enemies from both sides and could not fight left or right. Before he could express his fighting spirit, he was pushed to the ground, followed by punches and kicks.

A Niu was beaten and humiliated: "What kind of hero does the little dwarf pretend to be? He is like a Buddha crossing the river, and he still wants to save others? Beat him, beat him hard, until he begs for mercy!"

This group of people didn't act like they were joking. Their punches were bloody and their kicks were deadly. After a while, Schroeder was beaten to the head and bleeding. However, although he was small, his bones were stronger than anyone else. No matter how much the enemy beat, scolded, or humiliated him, he never said a word "no".

The real dragon not far away finally couldn't stand it anymore and was about to step forward to help.

"Once you take action, you will become the enemy of the Goshawk Gang. You have to think carefully. Join my Haiyan Gang. I will handle this matter for you." Meish quietly appeared next to the real dragon.

"Thank you. I don't have to bother my senior sister to do it myself. I can do it myself." Zhenlong said with confidence.

After finishing speaking, he quickly stepped forward, used both arms to push away A Niu, who had hit him the hardest.

"Is it you?" A Niu showed a little timidity. Presumably, the pain caused by Perfect Thunder in Xixiu Town still lingers to this day.

"It's best to ask your brothers to stop, this is for your own good." Zhenlong warned expressionlessly, his eyes showing quiet domineering.

"What do you want?" A Niu asked again.

"I just want to reason with you." After saying that, Zhenlong took out a gold coin from the magic bag and threw it to A Niu, and then said: "I will pay you for the shoes on Dai'er's behalf."

The strength of this red-haired boy should not be underestimated. A Niu knew better than anyone that if there was a conflict with him, he would be the one to suffer. Anyway, after getting a gold coin, he left when it was cheap. A Niu made a decisive decision and signaled to many people to leave.

"Don't leave in a hurry." Zhenlong said, holding Aniu's arm.

"I've spared them, what else do you want?" A Niu said.

"One size equals one size. I'll pay for the shoes, but if you hit someone, you can't just let it go. Classmate Dai'er, who hit you just now?" Zhenlong asked.

"No, no one is hitting me, classmate Zhenlong, let's forget it." I saw five finger prints deeply printed on the left half of Dai'er's face, and there were still tears on her face that had not yet dried up. One Schroeder was enough She didn't want to cause any more trouble to anyone, so she had no choice but to compromise.

"Tell me confidently who hit you just now." Zhenlong asked again.

"She..." Dai'er pointed tremblingly at the little girl in a miniskirt next to A Niu and said.

"Beauty, please come over here." Zhenlong hooked his fingers at the little girl.

"Classmate Zhenlong, forget it, I don't want to..." Dai'er begged again.

"Just hit you back the same way she hit you. Don't worry, I will bear all the consequences. Fight!" Zhenlong said firmly.

This face, this flaming red hair, these deep eyes, and these looming tiger fangs are all fresh in the memory of the little girl. She dares not make any mistakes, so she can only obey obediently.

Snapped!

Dai'er's anger, resentment, and grievance were all concentrated on this slap, and she swung it out with all her strength, hitting the little girl's face with a clear and loud sound.

The little girl was so beaten that she lost her balance and staggered back a few steps. The left side of my face also suddenly became red and swollen.