Magical Strategist

The mind, being completely still, means the first step is completed.

The real dragon continued the second step and silently recited the spell: Passionate flame elf, please lend me your power and light up the magic circle that tears apart the darkness!

After the spell was completed, golden light suddenly appeared around the body, and the six-pointed star magic array was imprinted on the ground. This step is not difficult, just recite the mantra silently.

But what comes next is the key. Under the influence of the six-pointed star array, the real dragon felt his body temperature rise, and the countless surging fires in his body broke through numerous obstacles and gathered on his palms.

"Hot! So hot!"

The real dragon screamed immediately. His right hand had turned red, and an indescribable burning pain swept over him.

In less than three seconds, the real dragon could no longer hold on and had to withdraw the magic circle.

Plop! Due to exhaustion, he fell down.

"How are you? Hello!" Mish hurried over and asked anxiously.

"See if my hand is still there..." The real dragon said feebly as he lay on the ground.

"Here! Here!" I saw that my right hand was burnt black. Mish immediately used medical skills to treat him.

"Are you feeling better? Does it hurt?" Beads of sweat broke out on Mish's forehead.

"It hurts!" The real dragon groaned.

After all, it is a forbidden technique, it is really out of reach, and you will die if you touch it! If the real dragon hadn't retracted the sound of the six-pointed star in time, I'm afraid this hand would be completely useless.

However, after experiencing this, the real dragon understood some tricks: as soon as the six-pointed star array comes out, the fire elements in the body will gather towards the palms, and then...then immediately burn his hands...

"It's good if you can feel pain. It means your hand is not necrotic. What I'm saying is that it's better not to practice forbidden arts. It's really dangerous." Mish knelt down next to the real dragon and whispered softly. Just like a wife telling her husband so gently.

The real dragon gritted his teeth and said firmly: "No, for the sake of the Moon God's revenge plan, I must complete it!"

"Moon God? Revenge? What are you talking about?" Mish asked doubtfully.

"No, it's nothing..." Zhenlong concealed it awkwardly.

"Are you hiding a lot of things from me?" Mish's expression suddenly became serious. A woman's intuition has always been very sharp. She can guess whether there is something fishy in every expression of the real dragon.

"No, really not, you have to believe me." The real dragon begged.

"Forget it, it's okay if you find it inconvenient to tell me, an outsider, I won't mind." He said this, but in fact, Mish still really wanted to know Zhenlong's background. Since the first time I saw the real dragon, I felt that this boy was unfathomable. It wasn't that his power was unfathomable, but his background, or that there was a group of very special people behind him.

at this time.

boom!

With a sound, the door of the training ground was pushed open heavily.

A female student wearing a red robe, with black hair parted in the middle and shawl, with both temperament and arrogance walked in.

"Begonia?" Zhenlong was very surprised. As if he didn't want Haitang to see the ambiguous movements between him and Meishi, he quickly withdrew his hand from Meishi's thigh and pretended as if nothing happened.

Meishi is a smart woman. When she saw the real dragon's abnormal behavior after seeing Haitang, she also restrained herself.

"Senior nephew Haitang is really hardworking. He comes to practice on weekends." Zhenlong slowly stood up from the ground and patted the dust on his body.

Haitang didn't speak, just glanced at Zhenlong coldly. In fact, Haitang saw the way they were holding hands just now when they were at the door. I don’t know why there is an inexplicable fire in my heart.

"Haitang, I was just looking for you. Consider joining my Haiyan Gang. Let's unite and deal with the Goshawk Gang of the water system." Mish said.

"Not interested. Also, this is the training ground for Fire Class 1, Fire Class 4 should be on the opposite side." Haitang said indifferently.

Meishi heard it, and it was just an "expulsion order". No matter what, there is no need to be angry with the school girl. Finally, he said generously: "Okay, okay, I'll leave now... By the way, Zhenlong, what I told you should be considered as soon as possible. I'll wait for your reply."

"Well, okay!" In fact, Zhenlong agreed casually without knowing what Mish was referring to. With a smile on his face, he watched Mish leave until Mish's back completely disappeared from his sight.

Perhaps regarding what happened last night: having an inexplicable "in-depth communication" with Mish, he felt shameful about his behavior and felt guilty towards Mish.

Unknowingly, a cold look had been staring at the real dragon for a long time...

"You, why are you looking at me like that?" Zhenlong was startled and asked hurriedly.

"What's your relationship with her?" Haitang said in a questioning tone.

"What does it have to do with it? She is my senior sister, what else can it have to do with it?" Zhenlong felt very confused and felt as if he had done something wrong.

"Is it as simple as senior sister?" Haitang's tone became stronger again, as if she had to confess honestly today no matter what.

"Yes, it's that simple." True Dragon affirmed.

"If I hadn't come in suddenly, would you still want to get intimate at the training ground?" Haitang said bluntly.

"Beauty, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. Meishi and I are exchanging magic. If you really want to think about that, I have nothing to say." Zhenlong responded.

"Communication? Does communication involve physical contact? You are not only a coward, but also a liar!" Haitang pointed at the real dragon's nose and cursed.

The real dragon became more and more confused, thinking: I stepped on your tail today or something, there is no need to stimulate me like this.

"I know that it doesn't matter if I have strength but no strength, no background, no background. I am not worthy of being friends with you, Miss Douglas, the daughter of Douglas. Since you really hate me so much, the worst I can do is show up in front of you less in the future." As he said that, the real dragon was silent. turned around and left.

Haitang's cold face changed slightly, and there was a trace of restlessness between her eyebrows. "Where are you going?"

"Where do I need to report to you?" Zhenlong said angrily.

"Stop!" Haitang raised her voice.

"What's wrong?" Zhenlong's legs froze involuntarily.

"Don't get too close to Meishi in the future." Haitang continued, "Why?"

"There is no reason!" Haitang thought for a while and said again.

"Are you done yet?" Zhenlong wanted to show off his courage, but was deterred when he saw Haitang's ice-like eyes.

Haitang was silent for a while. She was so arrogant that she did not want to say anything even if she had a thousand words to say. She never wanted others to see her weakness. She wanted to prove that although she was a woman, she was no worse than a man. If it were another woman, she might say to the real dragon with tender eyes: I'm sorry, I shouldn't be cruel to you, please forgive me! But she is proud, independent and strong Begonia! Her arrogance is innate, and it is arrogance that goes deep into her bones.