Magical Strategist

"Is get out of class over?" Zhenlong took a breath. Maybe he hasn't noticed yet, but starting from the tenth day, the color of his fighting spirit has changed from pure silver to dark silver. However, he noticed other changes. First of all, the density of the Flowing Blade Fire Rain fire droplets increased significantly, and was no longer as sparse as when he first started practicing. Secondly, after surviving the afternoon, he no longer felt that his mana was empty, but felt that there was still some mana in his body. It hasn't been used yet.

But the point is not the Flowing Blade Fire Rain, but the forbidden technique. The real dragon has gradually understood the secret of this technique: it is impossible to withstand the high temperature with just the palm of his hand. After being burned again and again, he gradually discovered that the six-pointed star array can not only condense the fire element, but also protect the benefactor from high temperature damage. The premise is that people and formations integrate with each other, so that people and formations become one. People are formations, and formations are people. But now, the real dragon has not been able to integrate with the formation, but he noticed that the temperature of his palm is no longer as high as before.

As long as you persist, you will succeed!

After mastering some skills, the real dragon once again fell into crazy practice. After countless failures, he became familiar with the six-pointed star array.

The reason why I get burned by high temperature again and again is because of the lack of effective communication with the magic circle. The magic circle is not dead, but full of life. It can read the heart of the caster. This time, the real dragon was not in a hurry to condense the fire element. Instead, he closed his eyes slightly and used his consciousness to sneak into the magic circle.

The six-pointed star array does not resent the sudden intrusion of "strangers", but instead greets guests in a silent manner.

The real dragon felt a chill all over his body, and the original hot feeling disappeared instantly. Then he opened his arms, letting every pore in his body feel this comfortable coolness.

"Can you understand what I'm saying? Flame Elf." The real dragon asked in consciousness.

The six-pointed star array suddenly flashed with golden light, seemingly responding to the real dragon.

"In that case, how about we make friends?"

The magic circle flashed a brighter light than before.

"I need your power," the dragon implored.

At this time, the magic circle became calm, and the golden light disappeared, leaving only the warm air flow...

For a long time, there was still no movement from the magic circle.

The real dragon was a little disappointed, presumably because the Six Pointed Star Array didn't want to communicate with him more.

"Hey, even the magic circle looks down on me..." He sighed, woke up from consciousness, and slowly opened his eyes.

But the moment I opened my eyes, I vaguely felt a warm feeling coming from my right hand, as comfortable as soaking in warm water. So he slowly raised his hand and took a casual look...

"What?!" The real dragon's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide. What he saw was not his right hand, but a blazing blue flame.

The pale flame was beating in the palm of the hand, and the strange flame that gathered countless fire elements was like a naughty child, making a "whooshing" sound while jumping around.

"I can actually control it!" Unable to suppress the joy in his heart, he grinned.

However, he did not get carried away because of this. Controlling the Cang Yan was only half done. The next thing to do was to throw out this highly concentrated flame. But how could Cang Yan be subdued so easily? He refused to obey orders. When his master asked him to go east, he turned to the west. The seemingly tiny flame was surprisingly powerful. It could drag the real dragon's entire body around, and throw it up and down. The real dragon undoubtedly became Cang Yan's plaything.

"Asshole, please calm down for me, wow! I hit my head! Ah! Stop flying around! Ah!"

Seeing the real dragon dancing in the training ground, sometimes flying, sometimes gliding on the ground, people who didn't know it thought this guy was crazy. In fact, he was competing with the naughty Cang Yan.

"I don't believe I can't cure you!" The real dragon roared with a fierce look in his eyes.

Who knows, the more angry the real dragon becomes, the more Cang Yan will fight against him, who is afraid of whom?

After fighting for nearly half an hour, the real dragon might not be able to bear it anymore, but Cang Yan was still "full of energy".

"You're awesome, you're awesome. Come on, I'm tired. Let's take a rest first." Zhenlong sat down on the ground and complained.

Before he could take a breath, Cang Yan pulled him up fiercely, as if he didn't want to see the real dragon relax.

"Can you fucking stop and let me take a break?" Zhenlong scolded.

then……

I was tortured for another half hour...

"You bastard, can you give me a break?" Zhenlong's face turned pale.

After another hour of fussing...

"Grandpa, I was wrong. I shouldn't have scolded you. Please spare me..." The real dragon even wanted to kneel down and kowtow. He had to rein in his anger.

At this time, Cang Yan stopped beating and remained still in the palm of the real dragon.

"It actually calmed down? I understand!"

"It turns out that the blue flames will change according to my mood changes. If I am angry, it will also be angry. If I am calm, it will be calm. The book says that the first step is to have no distracting thoughts. I actually managed such an important thing. Forgot." Just as the real dragon thought, if you want to use the Three Thousand Worlds, you must avoid fear, anger, sorrow, and joy. Even the slightest mood swing will make Cang Yan go crazy.

Now, the real dragon has regained its composure, exhaling calmly, the world is empty, and Cang Yan instantly becomes gentle.

I have learned another trick, and I feel a full sense of accomplishment. Unexpectedly, before the excitement in his heart was revealed, Cang Yan began to beat again. The real dragon was horrified and quickly calmed down.

"Okay, okay, I understand, I will calm down." Zhenlong took a deep breath.

After cultivating to this point, there are only two steps left to fully display the Three Thousand Worlds. Next is the most important thing - attack!

Clench your fist and use the power of the six-pointed star magic array to throw out the flames of your anger without any reservation! The real dragon silently recited the fourth step described in the forbidden book.

Follow the steps. Using his right arm, he clasped his five fingers into a fist, and Cang Yan let out an angry roar.

"Go! Show me your power!"

The moment he waved his fist, the six-pointed star array turned into countless stars of light, wrapping the body of the real dragon to form a golden shield.

Cang Yan left the palm, and the moment the white horse passed by, the highly concentrated white flame exploded.

Wow!

The flames howled loudly. The entire training ground was filled and impacted by powerful pyroblasts. The floor was cracked and the ceiling seemed about to collapse.

The heat, the unbearable heat!

Seeing that the tables and other equipment in the training ground were reduced to ashes, even the stone statue of Robert Ferrar collapsed with a bang.

The real dragon gritted his teeth. How could his mortal body withstand the temperature of three thousand degrees! He didn't dare to open his eyes. As soon as he opened them, his eyes would melt away instantly. He felt that his body was quickly swallowed up by the flames, and he quickly lost consciousness. Perhaps it had been turned into ashes by the high temperature.

"In front of you is a sea of ​​fire. At this moment, you will also be burned by the high temperature. Now is the time to test your physique. Hold on for these ten seconds. As long as you are still alive, you will be the master!" This is what the book says! . As long as it lasts ten seconds, it will be a complete success!

"I can get through it, I must get through it!" A firm belief emerged from the bottom of my heart.

"Fire Spirit, if you agree with me as a friend, then please protect me!"

As the real dragon called from the depths of his heart, the golden shield on his body made a "buzzing" sound. Even with such shield protection, it cannot withstand the high temperature outside. Even the air he breathed into his lungs was extremely hot, and the real dragon screamed heartbreakingly. He seemed to smell the fishy smell of blood evaporating into gas. Slowly, he felt his consciousness disappearing bit by bit... If this continues, there will be only one result: death!

At the critical moment, an extreme cold suddenly spread inside the real dragon's body, rushing into every blood vessel, freezing the blood, and conflicting with the 3,000-degree high temperature outside.