Magical Strategist

It is the first-grade essence source that emits the extreme cold.

The first-grade essence source has a special ability, which is to automatically trigger the protection of the master when the master faces death. Because of this, when the true dragon faced danger before, the first-grade essence source would always break out of its body at the critical moment to protect the true dragon.

Ten, nine, eight, seven...

With the dual protection of essence and shield, coupled with the excellent physique of the real dragon itself, the "ten seconds of death" in the three thousand worlds were finally over!

After everything calmed down, the real dragon opened his eyes.

"Finally, it's successful... It's too high... Oh, my God!" The real dragon's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that Three Thousand Worlds had almost destroyed the entire training ground.

There was a deep crack in the ground, all the protective paint on the walls had fallen off, and half of the ceiling had collapsed. What he saw before him was ruins and a mess.

"It's finished! If I make this place like this, my master will definitely skin me if he sees it! I would have found an open place to practice, what should I do now?" Thinking of Baggio's fierce face, the real dragon couldn't help but sweat. Straight up. He looked around to see the extent of the damage and whether it could be repaired and restored as much as possible.

"Wow! Oh my God! I'm dead now!" Seeing the stone statues of Baggio's ancestors shattered into pieces, the real dragon's legs became weak. It is not difficult to imagine how much chance he would have of surviving if Baggio went crazy.

The real dragon walked over in a daze, trying to put the broken stone statues back together, using glue or something to stick them back to their original state. However, except for the head of the stone statue, which was intact, the rest was broken into stone powder. The real dragon immediately sat down on the ground...

"Wow!"

My butt was still hot from sitting, so I let out another exclamation.

Sanqianshiji not only destroyed the stone statue, but also burned the "Jen Dou Qianqiu" given to him by Neptune.

"Oh no! Don't do this to me!" The real dragon picked up the ruined pornographic book with all hands and feet. The images of naked women were all turned into ashes, and floated away from his hands with an inexplicable cool breeze. , scattered...

I want to cry but have no tears. It is a joy and a tragedy. The joy is that after more than ten days and nights of forgetting sleep and food, the Three Thousand Worlds is finally completed. The tragedy is that the stone statue is destroyed and the pornographic book is gone.

Is this the so-called "everything you gain must come with a loss"? Just when Zhenlong was helpless, he vaguely saw a portrait of a naked woman among the ruins. The remaining page of "Jin Dou Qian Qiu" was actually preserved intact.

"If I remember correctly, this should be the first naked woman." True Dragon thought to himself. No matter what, this is the only woman who "survived", so be sure to keep it safe. He carefully picked up the picture of a naked woman and put it back in the magic bag.

.........

Inadvertently, there was an extra person in the special training ground.

A man with dull eyes and stiff limbs like a stone statue.

The inexplicable wind just now may have been caused by him. Seeing that his ferocious face was filled with anger, and green smoke was coming out of his straight-up hair, maybe it was caused by being too angry.

Immediately, immediately, the real dragon's face changed from red to white, from white to blue, from green to green. In just the blink of an eye, his face changed four colors in a row.

Who on earth made him so flustered and frightened? There is only one answer - Vulcan, Roberto Baggio! .

"Master, master...you, why are you here...I, I..."

"..." Baggio's anger continued to rise. With smoke all over his body, he stepped on the gravel on the ground and passed step by step.

"It's so late and you haven't rested yet. You must have been very tired recently, hehehehe..." The real dragon smiled shamelessly, and his smile was as bright as a rose in bloom.

Baggio continued to remain silent, looking at his good disciple with sharp eyes. It seemed like a storm was brewing.

In fact, Baggio came back as early as the afternoon. He first lay down on his desk in the office and took a nap. After waking up, I wanted to go to the training hall to practice on a whim. Unexpectedly, before entering the training ground, I heard an earth-shattering sound coming from inside.

Wait and see...

"I've only been away for fifteen fucking days... You've turned this fucking thing upside down... The tiger is no longer in the mountain, and you're really the fucking monkey king... Do you want to fucking rebel..." Baggio finally It exploded, and every word "fuck" was accompanied by a powerful violent shock, hitting the real dragon's head directly.

dong dong dong dong!

With four violent shocks in a row, the real dragon was beaten until his head was dizzy and his limbs were weak. "I'm sorry, I was wrong, master, please stop hitting me. It really hurts."

"Where is the stone statue? Where did the stone statue go?" Baggio said angrily. Judging from his posture, it is very likely that he will be violent again.

"Yes, where did the stone statue go? Hey, where did the stone statue go?" The real dragon was incoherent and didn't know how to answer.

"I'm going to let you pretend to compete! I'll let you pretend to compete! I'll let you pretend to compete! I'll let you pretend to compete..." If the real dragon didn't have such a playful smile, maybe Baggio would still be lenient. Unexpectedly, he not only showed no sign of remorse, but also smiled. Baggio finally became furious and another wave of violence struck.

The real dragon was beaten like a fool. He covered his head for a long time and couldn't hold back a fart.

"Even if you destroyed the entire Minghuo Peak, I won't mind, but you actually destroyed my ancestral statue!" Baggio's anger was out of control, and he might have beaten the real dragon to death. idea.

Thinking about it, over the years, Baggio has taken great care of the stone statue as if it were a treasure. He would incense and clean the stone statue himself from time to time. He didn't expect that this bastard would destroy it into a pile of rubble.

"Master, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!" Zhenlong begged for mercy.

"It's all a matter of saying it's not intentional? You know that the stone statue is your ancestor, why aren't you more careful? Do you want to destroy me someday?" Baggio yelled.

"Disciple, I really didn't mean it! Master, please spare my life!" The real dragon continued to beg. Seeing him looking like he was about to lose his braids, his big watery eyes revealed his true feelings.

Looking at the eyes of the real dragon begging for mercy, Baggio felt a little soft-hearted. After all, he was his apprentice. The stone statue of his ancestor could be carved again. If he was crippled or stunned, wouldn't it ruin his future? Thinking of this, Baggio retracted his fist and said: "I didn't even use any force to hurt you like this?"

"No, it doesn't hurt at all!" the real dragon said through gritted teeth.

"Then raise your head and take a good look at what you are doing." Baggio scolded sternly.

"I saw it, and I will restore everything to its original appearance." Zhenlong said.

"Young man, you have to think carefully before speaking. The stone and paint here are made of special anti-magic materials, which are rare in the world. How do you restore it?" Baggio asked.

"I……"

"That's enough. Be careful with me when you practice in the future. Don't do it again!" Baggio arrived again.

Having said that, Baggio was also very confused: after all, the stones used to build the training ground had a certain magic immunity effect, including the stone statues. Even the highly offensive high-level fire magic could not break these stones unless …