C1355 Can also Use Magic
C1355 Can also Use Magic
Nodding, Lin Fann smoked: "Dharma, I also have a treasure with similar functions to you."
"What?" You have a dimensional bag too? "
After being stunned for a moment, Dharma shouted in disbelief, "How is that possible? In the entire Secret Sect, only I have one. "
"Come, help me hold this piece of jade."
From the Xumi Ring s, he took out a piece of jade that he held with both of his hands. Lin Fann indicated and said: "Oh yeah, you should have seen a gun before right? I gave you a Desert Eagle to play with and almost forgot. I still have to give you bullets."
If it was said that he was shocked to see Lin Fann take out the jade from thin air, then when Lin Fann took out the Desert Eagle and a row of long bullets, Dharma felt that his world was about to collapse.
To be able to store such a large object underground, just how big would that have to be?
After Lin Fann turned the jade and Desert Eagle away, Dharma finally came back to his senses. "Benefactor, how big is your dimensional bag?"
"Not too big, just six cubes."
Sighing, Lin Fann said with melancholy, "The amount of things I can store is still too little. I've been thinking about how to increase the capacity of the storage space to store more recently."
It was only six cubes, nothing more …
Dharma felt that his heart was hurt by 10,000 points. His space bag only had one side, and Lin Fann's six were only six times stronger than his own.
Oh my god, what was he showing off for?
"Don't be depressed, this isn't anything to be proud of."
Looking at the stupefied Dharma, Lin Fann joked, "Is there anything else that can prove your identity? If not, take it out and check it. If not, wash it and go home to sleep."
"Benefactor, you are forcing me to be serious."
Dharma rolled up his sleeves and rubbed his hands: "Since you also have spatial magic treasures, alright, have you heard of magic techniques before, Sir?"
"You are a buddhist cultivator?"
What Dharma said really made Lin Fann curious: "Hurry up and let me see, what's your spell?"
"Benefactor, please look at my palm. It will be the moment to witness a miracle later."
He stretched out his right index finger and said, "Don't blink. Come, let's go."
A blue flame appeared on his index finger, swaying in the night wind. He turned his palm to the left and then to the right. The flame on his index finger also turned to the right and left.
"Benefactor, this spell was passed down to me by my deceased master. In the entire Secret Sect, only I know it."
Retracting the flame, Dharma sighed: "This is my biggest secret, please keep it a secret for me, I …"
Before he finished his sentence, his eyes suddenly opened wide because he saw Lin Fann's right hand carrying a ball of fire. It was dozens of times more than the ball of fire on his index finger.
"Why, why do you know magic?"
He didn't know what was on his mind, but Dharma felt his liver ache: "Sir, this is magic, isn't it?"
Spells were too mystical; he had only been taught them by the Lama due to luck. He felt relaxed on Lin Fann's face, as if using spells was nothing to him.
My God, who would save his worldview? What he saw was completely different from what he had experienced before. More accurately, it had already exceeded the limits of what he could endure.
"There's no need to be depressed. It's fine even if I know magic."
He threw the fireball at the stone in his right hand, and it instantly turned into ashes. Soon after, a ball of water flew over to extinguish it, and white smoke rose slowly into the air.
"Fireball, Ice Rain."
Staring at the black puddle on the ground, Dharma was dumbstruck. "How can a person train in two different types of spells?"