Reg closed the blue flame, touched his nose, and said helplessly: "My body is a little strange."

Aishali looked at Reg and sighed, "You really trust me. You actually told me all these secrets..."

Regg smiled faintly and said, "Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to hold it alone? So it would be better to find someone to feel uncomfortable with me. Now you know, but you can't tell me. Isn't it very uncomfortable?"

Elsaly's eyes lit up slightly, and a sweet smile appeared on her face: "Yes, so you're a bad guy!"

"Are you bad guy?" Reg touched his nose again and said indifferently: "As long as you can survive, everything will be fine."

"I originally thought you were a genius, but now it seems that you are not only a genius, but also a genius!" Aisalie sighed, and then thought of another question: "Why can't I feel the temperature of your flame?"

Regg shook his head and said, "There is no temperature outside. Only the fire has high temperatures. It is very high temperature that can instantly burn these plants and even some bones into ashes."

Aishali has been stimulated countless times today, so she is now starting to feel a little numb. When she hears the magic of the flame, she still can't help but feel a little shocked: "It's so terrifying, when you are facing the enemy, just try it with the flame and see how powerful it is..."

Reg was stunned: "Can this flame be used for combat?"

Aisalie smiled and asked back: "The high-temperature fighting flame has such terrifying lethality, why can't it be used as a weapon?"

Reg was right when he thought about it. The fighter also relied on fighting spirit to attack the enemy, and this spiritual fire was also caused by fighting spirit. However, there was more invisible energy than ordinary fighters, which was innate spiritual fire. This spiritual fire could also be controlled and could naturally be used to attack the enemy.

Regg stood up and smiled excitedly, "I'll try!"

Aisali smiled and nodded, "The power will definitely be very great. You may not know yet. Many pharmacists originally used spiritual fire as another auxiliary attack method for fighting skills or magic, and the effects are very amazing."

Reg really didn't know this. In his impression, the pharmacist was the kind of people who focused on refining medicines every day...

Regg stood in front of a big tree of embrace, holding his breath, concentrating his energy. The incompetent energy in his heart suddenly gushed out from his right hand with Regg's fighting energy, and the ice blue flame suddenly appeared in front of Regg's palm.

Regg slapped the void with a palm, and the flame suddenly hit the tree trunk.

There was no bursting sound or even a collision sound. Regg's eyes suddenly widened two points. When the flames hit the trunk, the originally vibrant trunk instantly turned into black ashes and flew in the wind.

The huge number fell backwards in an instant, and the breaking hole was pitch black, full of coke, and radiating black smoke. A tree trunk, at least half a meter long, turned into ashes under the blow of Regg!

Regg couldn't help but take a breath. The range of achievements was not large, but the power of the attack really shocked Regg. No matter how powerful the fighting spirit at the level of the Fighter was, it wouldn't be able to bombard the trunk of the tree to ashes...

Aisalie next to her also opened her bright eyes wide. Although she had expected that the power of this spiritual fire would be very great, she did not expect that it would be so powerful!

Such a thick tree trunk was instantly burned to ashes, what if this palm fell on a person?

Wouldn't that person be burned to ashes in an instant?

Now Reg is only as powerful as a second-level mad fighter. When he reaches the level of Dou Zun and can release his fighting spirit, what will be the power?

After a long time, Reg's eyes retracted from the broken hole of the big tree and exhaled a long breath: "It's really powerful!"

Aishalie also looked frightened: "You are still wearing the God Refining Wristguard. If you remove the God Refining Wristguard, your power will definitely be much greater! With the fighting skills just now and the blue spiritual fire, your combat power will probably soar sharply..."

Reg nodded and said, "Yeah, but the practice effect is very obvious when wearing the God Refining Wristguard. Although the practice is very hard every day, I can clearly feel the increase in my strength. I guess I will advance again in no time."

This time, Aisalie was not surprised at all, but instead had a natural expression: "This kind of training can be said to be a life-and-death training, plus the effect of refining the god wrist guards, so it is worth upgrading. Don't talk about you, I guess my strength will also be promoted after one month."

Reg suddenly remembered Lang Bo who was still on Barry Island. I'm afraid even he would never have expected his current situation, right?

"No matter what, we continue to practice. After practicing this month, Manodin should come back, so we go back to the city to find him."

...

City of Holy Light.

A middle-aged man with a national face, dark eyebrows as thick as a sword, and a fierce look walked into the Tedlin Blacksmith shop.

The Wind Demon Westglobe!

The guy at the door of the store watched Sigland come in and suddenly felt a sudden striking, because the other party had a bad vision and was full of naked aggressiveness, but he had to go up to receive the reception.

"What do you need, your sir?"

Sigland glanced around the entire blacksmith shop, turned his face and said coldly: "Regg. Is there any method?"

The shopkeeper was puzzled, but he quickly replied: "Regg has been away from the blacksmith shop for more than half a month. He should have gone out to do business. Who are you? Is there anything you need to ask him?"

The gloom in Sigland's eyes was two more: "Do you know where he went?"

The shop guy shook his head and said, "We don't know, he left suddenly..."

Siglan nodded and suddenly turned to ask, "I heard that Reg is the disciple of your shop owner Tedlin?"

The shop guy looked at West Glen with some caution: "Yes."

Sigland carried his hands on his back and said lightly: "You shop owner is here, then call him out."

Sigland spoke very loudly and quite coldly, but the shop assistant did not dare to speak too much. He nodded straight and walked back. He was waiting for all kinds of people every day. He had already mastered his ability to observe his expressions and expressions. Although this man did not do anything or even said anything harsh, the friend could see it clearly.

This person is definitely not an ordinary person.

Tedlin was forging in the casting room. When he heard the guy’s report, he suddenly felt a sudden blow in his heart. He was silent for a while and said, “Okay, I’ll go and have a look.”

Walking out of the forging room, Tedlin saw Noft who was resting with sweat next to him. He suddenly waved his hand, called Noft over, and whispered a few instructions.

Noft looked surprised, and before he could ask again, Tedlin had waved his hand and walked outside.

Standing in front of Westland, Tedlin's expression was calm: "I am Tedlin. Is there anything you need to ask me for?"

Sigland's eyes were staring at Tedlin's face like two awls, and asked coldly: "Regg, where have you gone?"

Tedlin's heart sank, but his face remained unchanged. He asked calmly: "He has left, I don't know where he has gone, if you..."

Before Tedlin could finish his words, a figure flashed in front of him. Tedlin only felt his neck tightening. Seagland on the opposite side had suddenly stood in front of him, and his right hand was pinching his neck.

"Say, where did Reg Fa go? If you don't say anything, you will die!"

Ted Lin was extremely shocked. He was a fighter after all, and his strength was not bad, but he couldn't even see the opponent's movements clearly, which shows how powerful the opponent's strength is!

This huge change suddenly attracted the attention of people around, and several of the guys working in the store changed their faces at the same time.

"stop!"

"boss!"

Feeling the difficulty of breathing in his neck, Tedlin waved his hand very rationally: "Don't come up, you are not his opponent!"

Siglan showed a bit of mockery on his ruthless face: "You are a little self-aware. Don't say that you don't know where he comes from. Tell me, and you won't die!"

Tedlin took a breath, looked at West Glenn, and suddenly asked, "You are from the Purple Moon Sword Sect, are you avenging Dees?"

Siglan snorted coldly, "It's okay to tell you, I'm not from the Purple Moon Sword Sect, but I'm the father of Diss. My son died, and Grien ignored me. Then I'll take revenge in person!"

Tedlin's pupils suddenly contracted, and the person in front of him turned out to be Dees's father!

Tedlin looked at Sigland's murderous cold and fierce look, and he had already fully understood the reason why Sigland asked about Regg's whereabouts.

revenge!

Kill Reg and avenge his son Dis!

Slowly shook his head, Tedlin said in a deep voice: "I don't know where he went, he didn't tell me."

Siglan sneered: "Hmph, he is your disciple. Will he not tell you where he goes? He will not say it, right? I see you will not cry without seeing the coffin. I tell you, if you don't say it today, there will be no living person in your entire blacksmith shop!"

Tedlin's face changed drastically, but he still shook his head firmly and said, "I sent them away. The others didn't know when he left. Even if you killed us all, I don't know where he went..."

Siglan laughed and said, "Okay, you're stubborn, right? I'll razed you to the ground now to see when your mouth can be hard..."

After saying that, Westgren waved Tedlin casually, and Tedlin suddenly flew backwards like a kite with broken strings, hitting heavily on a shield on the wall, making a loud noise, then bounced back, and fell heavily to the ground.

Several customers who bought things had already fled in panic, and the rest were from the Tedlin Blacksmith shop. Siglan stared at these people with a hideous look, and everyone retreated in fear.
Chapter completed!