Magical Strategist

As the fire rain fell, the temperature of the training ground instantly increased, and the oxygen in the air became thinner.

"Master, I'm almost suffocated, I feel so uncomfortable!" My chest feels tight and it's difficult to breathe.

"Good-for-nothing!" Baggio scolded angrily and withdrew the magic circle.

"Huh...thank you, master..." Zhenlong breathed in the fresh air.

"Then you give it a try." Baggio said.

"But Master, what should I do?" He didn't know how to summon the magic array above his head, how to integrate the fire element in his hand into the magic array, how to cast it after integrating the fire element, whether any formulas were needed, etc...

"How to do what? What were you doing when I just demonstrated it?" Baggio scolded.

"I'm watching your demonstration." The real dragon replied.

"Then just follow what I did just now." Baggio said again.

"Okay!" The real dragon cheered himself up: Nothing can trouble me, because I am the real dragon of Lille! Then, he took out the Earth Breaking Staff and prepared to practice...

Baggio suddenly stepped forward and stopped: "Wait, what are you holding in your hand?"

"You said this, it's called the Earth Splitting Staff, and it's very effective." The real dragon waved the Earth Splitting Staff in front of Baggio's eyes.

"It looks like a good staff." Baggio nodded in praise.

"Of course, I relied on it when encountering strong enemies before." The real dragon said in response to Baggio's words.

"Can you lend it to me for a look?" Baggio said gloomily.

"Of course!" Zhenlong generously handed over the Earth Splitting Staff.

Who knows where Baggio will be looking. He just took the staff and snapped it into two. "What are you doing with a wooden stick? Are you doing acrobatics?" After saying that, he lit another fire in his hand and burned the broken earth-breaking staff into ashes.

"Holy shit!" The staff has accompanied him through countless disasters. It is like an old friend. Although it cannot speak, whenever its owner is in danger, it will use surprise to protect its owner. Now, just like that, it turned into a pile of ashes... The real dragon felt indescribable grief in his heart. "What are you doing! Give me back the Earth Splitting Staff!"

"Shut up! In Bodor, super magicians don't need weapons. Have you ever seen anyone who still uses weapons like you?" Baggio said.

"I've seen it!" Zhenlong said firmly.

"Who?"

"Your favorite disciple Piro, he uses the Xiaoyao Fan every time he fights. Why can he use it but I can't?" Zhenlong said.

"Stop fucking talking back, you are far behind Pirro. He can still dominate the world without weapons, can you?" Baggio said, protecting Pirro.

"I can't do it now, but I will definitely do it in the future." Zhenlong said excitedly.

"We'll talk about the next thing later. Why, it's very unpleasant to have your baby bump ruined, and you're not convinced, aren't you? If you don't accept it, just have a fight with me. Do you have the ability? If not, just start practicing for me, without him. What a mess." Baggio said impatiently.

"You..." This sentence hit the real dragon's heart. Indeed, if he could have fought, he would have done it long ago. I had no choice but to obey.

The real dragon imitated Baggio's movements and raised his arms above his head with his palms facing up.

"Keep this posture and say silently in your mind: Fire Spirit, open the magic circle and help me defeat the enemy." Baggio said.

The real dragon followed the gourd and painted the scoop, and sure enough, a circle of light suddenly appeared above his head.

"Gather all the fire elements and gather them in the magic circle. You can't put your hands down until the magic circle emits red light." Baggio added.

The real dragon continued to activate its mana, and the water elements responded to the call. They gathered together like surging elves. Sparks soon began to fly above the palm of his hand, and one after another they condensed into the magic circle.

Without a staff as a medium, it is painful to cast fire magic with bare hands. The hot fire element made the real dragon very uncomfortable. Yesterday I saw that the palms of my classmates turned into "roasted claws" due to practicing "Burning Hands", and today it was my turn.

Until later, the fire elements became more and more dense, and the real dragon could smell the burnt smell coming from the palms.

"You may feel a little uncomfortable at first. Take your time and don't rush." ​​Baggio encouraged.

Although his hands were so painful that he almost lost consciousness, he always believed that he could do it.

Haitang can do it, why can’t I? Yes, you can't let her look down on you! The desire for power overcame the timidity in his heart, and he finally got through it, only to see the magic circle finally emit a dazzling red light.

"Very well, let it rain!" Baggio was surprised by his apprentice's understanding.

The real dragon then lowered his arms that had lost consciousness for a long time. He felt that the magic circle above his head seemed to have lost its support and was about to collapse.

Then, a splashing sound came from the magic circle.

Little bits of fire rained down!

Of course, it is much inferior to Baggio. The sparse rain of fire, as thin as a silver needle, began to fall one drop at a time from the left to the right. The temperature changes at the training ground are also minimal.

"Strange?!" Zhenlong looked at his palm and expressed confusion.

"You should have discovered why the effect of your Flowing Blade Fire Rain is not ideal." Baggio said.

"Indeed, but why?"

"Because the strength of the magic is far from enough. Learning the Flowing Blade Fire Rain is just the beginning. A powerful fire magician can make the fire rain fall continuously for three days and three nights. I ask you to continue practicing towards this goal. Now, continue to summon the fire elements, maintain the fire rain, and don't let it stop!" Baggio said.

"But my hands kept moving and I couldn't feel anything." The real dragon said aggrievedly as he looked at his burnt and blackened hooves.

"Really? It does look quite pitiful. Then give up and go back to the training ground of the First Team. Don't call me master in the future." Baggio said harshly.

"Fart, I just said it casually!" The real dragon said angrily after being stimulated.

As the saying goes, what kind of master makes what kind of apprentice. After hearing the real dragon's foul language, Baggio not only didn't get angry, but laughed out loud. The face that had been stern for thousands of years actually showed a long-lost smile: "Well, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but you good-for-nothing has some backbone. I like it! Then you can support me until the evening. If you stop halfway, hum, I will peel off your skin."

"But master, I only have one layer of skin. If you peel off too much, I won't even have any bones left."

"Stop talking so damn much, keep practicing, don't be lazy," Baggio shouted.

"Just practice, no matter how bad it is!" The real dragon raised his arms again and continued to summon the fire elements into the magic circle. Since his palms had lost all feeling, he couldn't feel the heat this time.

Baggio was quite satisfied with his disciple's performance and pointed out: "The reason why I want to teach you this trick is to increase your mana in a short time. Because while maintaining the fire rain, your own mana is also increasing little by little. With the improvement, Piro spent all his time practicing this technique and it became as powerful as it is now."

"Why is it Piro again!"

Could it be that I can't get rid of my brother's glory in this life?

Hearing Piro's name from time to time ignited the real dragon's fighting spirit to become stronger. Not long ago, I made an agreement with Piro in Watson Town. The next time we meet, we will fight openly. Although the result is not in suspense, at least we can't lose too humiliatingly. Thinking of this, the real dragon gritted his teeth and persisted even if his hands were useless.

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I don’t know how I got through this afternoon. I just remember being in a trance and falling down as soon as my legs went weak.

Then, no more...

When he woke up, he found himself lying on the ground, covered with Baggio's robe.

It was already dark at this time, and a few rays of moonlight penetrated the ceiling and illuminated the ground.