I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 102 Fireball

"Frank, Lancelot, you two wait aside for a while and see how everyone releases the fireball technique first."

After Chris finished speaking, he faced the team and his tone became much more serious: "Everyone, please start your performance."

"Boom, boom!" Along with a dull sound, dozens of flames jumped into the air from everyone's palms, and then formed balls of fire floating in front of them.

Lancelot looked at the dazzling fire in front of him, and looked at Frank beside him, and both could see the wonder in each other's eyes.

These students did not recite the incantation and released the fireball in an instant.

But one thing makes Lancelot feel a little strange. According to his impression of magic in his previous life, shouldn't the fireball be a ball of golden flame?

But the dozens of fireballs in front of me not only have different colors, but they also have black flames!

And the owner of that black flame is none other than Leo who told Lancelot a story this morning.

"Didn't this guy grow up in a military camp? How can he be so skilled in casting magic?" Lancelot's inner fear arose spontaneously, and the strange black flame was exuding a frightening and terrifying aura.

Frank on the other side looked at the scene in front of him with amusement, as if the black flame in Leo's hand did not attract too much attention from him.

The students around Leo were also startled by the sudden appearance of black flames and took two steps back unconsciously.

"Leo, is this your magic power?" Chris' eyes flashed with excitement. He walked up to Leo and stared at the black fireball and said.

"Yes, Teacher Chris, my magic power was born black." Leo clenched his palms, and the flames instantly retracted.

Lancelot looked at Lilith. The girl's face didn't seem to look good. At this moment, a ball of light purple flame was burning in her hand, which looked ordinary among dozens of fancy fireballs.

"Lancelot, Frank, have you all seen it?" Chris turned to the two of them and said.

"What did you see?" Frank looked confused.

Chris was stunned by Frank's rhetorical question, and then explained: "The color of the fireball released by everyone is different. This is caused by the difference in the nature of the magic in the body. Fireball is one of the most basic instant magics.

One, there is no need for the caster to chant a spell."

"I understand the principles, but how can I learn them?" Frank was a little impatient. It was obviously inappropriate to speak to the teacher in such a tone.

"Frank, please stop saying a few words!"

Lancelot crooked Frank with his elbow, and then asked Chris: "Teacher, what should we do specifically?"

"Everyone did a great job, it's ready." Chris made a palm-down gesture toward the team, and the fireballs on the hands of all the students disappeared one after another.

Chris glanced at the two of them: "You have never released magic, right?"

Frank shook his head curtly.

"Teacher Chris, I can release space magic, but I can only do this kind of magic." Lancelot looked up at Chris and said.

"Space magic is a chanting magic, and it is not the same thing as instant magic. I have already mentioned it in the previous theory class." Chris paused and continued to explain: "The key to chanting magic is to master the spells proficiently.

To release instant magic, there is a necessary prerequisite, which is to materialize the magic power without resorting to spells."

Lancelot nodded as if he understood. The fireball technique, which seemed to be the most basic, was not easy to learn.

"Then next, do as I say."

As he spoke, Chris walked up behind the two of them, put his hands on the shoulders of Lancelot and Frank respectively, and then said: "Close your eyes."

Lancelot immediately closed his eyes, and his vision suddenly became dark.

"Take a deep breath and calm down your heart."

"Hi~hoo~"

"Very good, then stretch out your right hand and spread your palm." Chris' tone was very gentle, and the other students did not make a sound, looking at the two of them silently.

The next second, Lancelot felt a burning sensation coming from the position where Chris was holding him, and it gradually spread to his whole body.

"How do you feel now?"

"It's very hot," Frank and Lancelot replied in unison.

"Next, you will feel this heat slowly flowing into your palms."

Chris's words seemed to have magic power, and Lancelot immediately found that the burning sensation gathered in his right hand, and there was a continuous burning sensation.

"Now you can open your eyes."

"Ah" Lancelot couldn't help shouting. He saw a blazing fireball floating on the palm of his hand!

The fireball is milky white in color and makes a crackling sound as it burns.

Lancelot looked at Frank in surprise and found an orange fireball condensing in his hand.

Frank's expression looked very excited, and he pointed at the fireball with his other hand and hesitated: "Here, how do you take this thing back?"

Everyone present including Chris was amused by Frank's words. Chris smiled and said: "There are no enemies around now, so you only need to clench your fists and the fireball will disappear naturally."

Frank clenched his fists in disbelief, and sure enough, the orange fireball disappeared into the air instantly.

Lancelot did not take the initiative to extinguish the fireball, but carefully observed its surface.

The white flames are constantly flowing on the surface of the ball. The energy of the fireball does not seem to pass with time. It should be because it is continuously providing magic power to the outside.

"Lancelot, what are you thinking about?" Chris walked between the two of them again and patted Lancelot on the shoulder: "You can put it away."

Lancelot clenched his fist, and the milky white flame ceased to exist.

"Everyone has done well. Now I would like to know how many students have mastered the ice cone technique?"

Lancelot observed that less than half of the students raised their hands this time, and Lilith, who raised her right hand, winked mischievously at the boy.

"Then, please start your performance."

"Please wait a moment, Teacher Chris."

"Lancelot, what's the problem?" Chris asked doubtfully.

But Frank was the first to say what Lancelot wanted to say: "Lancelot and I have not yet learned how to release the fireball technique independently."

"Haha, I was negligent." Chris nodded and apologized, and then said: "Just stay focused and imagine that the heat in your body is gathering in the palm of your hand. It's that simple."

Frank stretched out his right hand suspiciously, frowning, as if he was brewing something.

After a few seconds, an orange fireball formed above his palm.

"Bah bang bang!" Everyone present applauded in unison.

"Lancelot, you should try it too."

(End of chapter)