These eight words shocked Chen Zhui's heart, "The dark fire is not extinguished, and the soul is not dead." Could it be that he has an immortal soul?!

Wait! Is there really a soul?

In fact, except for shock, Chen Zhui had no idea about the meaning of these eight words. Dark magic could neither be clamored all over the street nor anyone could discuss it. He could only temporarily hold this question in his heart and wait for time and opportunity to answer his questions and answer questions.

At this moment, a thought suddenly appeared in Chen Zhui's heart, that is: this ball of dark fire can move with his own heart!

Chen Zhui Xiang tested this unfounded idea, and then his mind moved, and the dark blue dark fire slowly rose from his palm to the air, and then began to float below the ceiling.

"Crack Crack Crack Crack" The ceiling gradually covered with a layer of cold white frost, and the bone-bone coldness continued to spread around, and the strange cold air penetrated the soul, like a sigh from hell.

However, the trajectory of the Nether Fire Flying Escape is very irregular. It keeps floating up and down, like a drunk large firefly, flying dizzyly, and if you are not careful, you will fall head-on.

Chen Zhui, who controlled the Nether Fire, felt very difficult. At this time, he was like pulling a strong little foal. The newborn little foal was full of energy and energetic. He always wanted to break free from the ropes in Chen Zhui's hand and gallop across the battlefield, which made Chen Zhui very troublesome.

If this scene falls into the eyes of other magicians, it will definitely completely subvert their understanding of magic. Perhaps the world view formed in decades or even hundreds of years will collapse!

"What! Magic can still be played like this!"

"Damn it! Fireball can still turn!"

Yes, almost all primary magic can only be used to attack in a straight line.

Because magic is essentially a method of compressing and converting magic elements into natural phenomena, it will produce powerful impact energy at the moment when the element is converted, and it is precisely through this explosive power that magicians release magic.

Especially for the fire system and water system that pursue violent output, the accuracy of release is difficult to control, which requires long-term practice and strong mental power to barely achieve.

Even an intermediate and high-level fire magician like McGana is no exception. The two fireballs she played in the office last time only stayed in her palm for three seconds, and this was her limit.

Within two minutes of controlling the Nether Fire, Chen Zhui felt a deep feeling of fatigue in his mind. He immediately gave up on control. His thoughts moved slightly, and the ball of Nether Fire was contained in the black crystal in the center of the Dark Star Seal Compass.

The bedroom suddenly became dark.

It was four o'clock in the morning of the Magic Continent. The independent power plant of Gruth Magic Academy had long stopped supplying electricity. The huge power plant was carved with a huge and complex magic transformation array in the center, which could convert magic elements in the air into electricity and transport them to every room of the academy.

Chen Zhui's spiritual sea suddenly became quiet. After the dizziness in his mind, he calmed down and found that in just two minutes, the mental power in the spiritual sea was immediately consumed!

Now the spiritual sea of ​​Chen Zhui is only a little light blue sea water left at the bottom, and the entire Dark Star Compasses and Fire Star Compasses have been exposed outside the sea water.

No wonder Chen Zhuihui felt mentally exhausted. It turned out that his mental power was almost drained by the ball of dark fire. If he controlled it for even ten seconds, Chen Zhui would probably finish the rice and get a lunch box!

Now Chen Zhui's mental power is too weak, and it is simply a fantasy to completely control the Nether Fire. He needs to continue to practice to expand his spiritual sea, and also need to practice diligently to increase the accuracy and proficiency of controlling the Nether Fire's trajectory.

Apart from some rare genius treasures, the best way to restore mental power is not to meditation, but to sleep. Only deep sleep can relax the nerves and restore and replenish the originally exhausted mental power.

This is common sense of magic, and Chen Zhui has learned it in McGana's magic theory class. So, he stopped meditation, lay comfortably on the bed, closed his eyes and empty everything in his mind, and fell asleep deeply.

The next morning, Chen Zhui was woken up by Tang Shishi's knocking on the door, and then followed her to the restaurant for dinner with a tired look on her face.

More than two hours of sleep did not fully recover Chen Zhui's mental power. Now his spiritual sea is only half of his mental power.

"Hey, big pervert, why are you listless today?" Tang Shishi said jokingly while cutting the buttered bread.

Since Chen Zhui first peeked at Tang Shishi and was discovered by her in the bath, the big pervert has become synonymous with Chen Zhui.

"Hey, did you run out to steal girls' underwear again in the middle of the night?" Tang Shishi felt a little unhappy when she saw Chen Zhui ignore her.

Chen Zhui raised his head and gave Tang Shishi a weak look, then lowered his head and ate in a quiet voice. In addition to sleep, eating is definitely the best way to restore physical strength and energy.

Chen Zhui spent the whole morning of magic theory class in a daze. If the person standing on the stage was not McGana, Chen Zhui would have fallen on the desk and slept soundly.

So far, there are two days left before the appointment between Chen Zhui and Gray. In nearly a month, Gray's primary and intermediate level has been stable, and Chen Zhui's second fire star has not been lit yet. What will he use to fight Gray?

Use the dark fire technique? A joke!

The Nether Fire Technique is indeed magical, but once Chen Zhui releases dark magic in public, his life will be difficult to save.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhui's brow twisted into a bow, feeling very distressed. Although he was still very tired, he was completely sleepy and was thinking about how to solve this serious problem.

After class, McGana called Chen Zhui to her office.

"I just didn't listen to the class seriously. Could it be that I would threaten me again?" Chen Zhui shrank, subconsciously clamped his crotch, and walked into McGana's office in a hesitant manner.

"Well, sister McGana, I know I was wrong. I was absent from your class, but I had my own difficulties. I was so tired of practicing last night, so..." Chen Zhui had already figured out McGana's temper and actively admitted his mistakes was the wisest choice.

"What?" Before Chen Zhui could start his profound self-examination, McGana interrupted him with surprise, "You little bastard, you dare to pass the ball in my class!"

"Ha?" Chen Zhui was stunned. It turned out that McGana didn't see it!

"Haha, Teacher McGana, I'm kidding, how dare I take the goddess class..."

"Okay! Don't be poor, boy!" McGana waved his hand and said, "I asked you to come here to give you something."

"Oh, what?" Chen Zhui breathed a sigh of relief.

"Woo, that's it." McGana spread out her right hand, and a fiery red pill appeared in her palm, with a faint blue flame lingering on it.
Chapter completed!