Billuca turned around and left, not paying attention to the two people's astonishment.
"Do you really want to release a million small fireballs?" Qingyao looked at Ling Chen hesitantly. Although low-level magic is instant, it still requires a change of thought.
If one can come out every second, it's considered good.
One million, doesn’t that mean it will take more than ten days without sleep to complete?
"Let go!" After Ling Chen was stunned, his determination was far more than that of Qing Yao. He was not a diligent and determined person, but after he really made up his mind, he was more determined than anyone else. Just like the development of the whole career, no one believed it.
He can succeed, but since he is determined, even if there is a dead end ahead, he will still work hard to rush forward.
Qing Qingyao took out her magic wand with some hesitation and whispered: "How to calculate? You can't count them one by one, right?"
"Of course it is calculated based on the magic value. Low-level magic seems to consume a little magic value. Calculate the total magic value and automatic recovery speed. After casting it in one breath, don't you know how many you have cast?" Ling Chen took out the magic wand and said,
He smiled and said, "You are much smarter than me. Why didn't you think of such a simple solution?"
"I was confused when I heard a million words. How can I have the energy to think about these things." Qingyao said with a troubled face: "This is still the first step, and it is already so difficult. If you want to become a super master, the conditions are too high."
Isn’t that a bit harsh?”
"No matter how harsh it is, just grit your teeth and hold on." Ling Chen's idea was much simpler.
Qing Qingyao curled her lips, it was easy to say. She thought that her endurance and perseverance were not bad, but releasing a million low-level magics in a row made her feel horrible just thinking about it.
"I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of? I plan to develop all professions, which means other professions have to be trained in the same way. You only need to practice magic well." Ling Chen waved his magic wand and said: "Don't
No more wasting time, let’s get started!”
Qingqing Yao nodded helplessly.
Ling Chen's thoughts flashed, and the magic wand in his hand reacted instantly. A small fireball flew out quickly, and was more than thirty meters away in the blink of an eye. Then it fell powerlessly and hit the ground, stirring up a string of sparks.
The second small fireball shot out, the third, the fourth... one small fireball followed the other, and soon, Ling Chen slowly calmed down. The distance between the small fireballs also changed from the first one to the ground.
The two were released, and the first one rushed to more than ten meters, and the second one could quickly flash out.
On the side, Qing Qingyao was barely better than Ling Chen. The distance between the two small fireballs was about nine meters.
Time passed minute by minute, and after an hour, Ling Chen's raised arm was already a little sore. After two hours, his arm was so sore that it felt like it was tied to an iron plate weighing more than ten kilograms, and it kept falling.
Three hours later, the arm was no longer able to hang down, but the wrist was still raised high, and small fireballs flew out from the magic wand as always.
For four hours, my legs gradually became numb to the point where I could no longer feel my presence.
For five hours, Ling Chen's head was buzzing with chaos, like countless bees flying and chirping. The small fireballs sprayed out became more and more messy and slower.
Sweat gradually fell down from his forehead. His eyes gradually became blurred and dull.
call……
Beside, Qingyao stopped, panting, rubbing her wrists, and sat down on the floor without caring about her ladylike appearance.
She opened her mouth to complain, but after seeing Ling Chen's appearance, Qing Qingyao suppressed it.
Six hours, seven hours, eight hours...
Although there is no magic value common to summoned beasts and she needs to drink several bottles of blue medicine from time to time, Qingyao still drinks it. She really can't stand the feeling of pain all over her body and a bloated head.
On the other side, Ling Chen was struggling to support him. The Chaotic Feather Bird's recovery speed was very fast, so fast that even with dozens of times more small fireballs, it could still ensure sufficient mana. He didn't stop for a moment, and he didn't intend to stop.
The chaotic and roaring brain has made Ling Chen's thinking slow, forgetting the time, forgetting the place, and even forgetting what he was doing.
The only thing that kept him going was the madness in his subconscious.
He wants to become an all-professional super master!
This is the only wish that he has been willing to put in hard work and sweat for more than 20 years.
Ding: Your dehydration has reached the bottom line that affects your physical condition. Please log off in time. The countdown is sixty seconds, fifty-nine seconds, fifty-eight seconds...
After practicing in a daze for who knows how long, Ling Chen suddenly heard a system prompt in his ears.
The mechanical synthesized sound was like a thunder exploding in his mind.
His whole body went limp and he could no longer support himself. Ling Chen sat down on the ground.
"Xingchen, are you okay?" Qingyao stepped forward quickly.
Ling Chen lay on his back on the ground, panting heavily until he was forced offline by the system. When he returned to reality, his breathing was still a little short. His left wrist was sore and unbearable.
It took more than ten minutes before all the feeling in the game disappeared, followed by hunger and thirst.
Ling Chen got up lazily, drank some water, and found some food to fill his stomach. Ling Chen looked at the time and saw that it was almost the same time as the last time he went online. In other words, one day had passed in real time and he was in the game.
I haven't been offline for seven days.
Doing the math, it takes up to a day and a half to practice small fireballs.
Putting on his helmet, he went online and said hello to Qingyao. Ling Chen logged off again and didn't bother to take off his helmet. After setting the alarm clock, he fell asleep.
After six hours of sleep, Ling Chen eagerly entered the game.
"How are you doing? Do you still want to practice?" Seeing Ling Chen appear, Qing Qingyao asked.
"Practice, of course!"
Without thinking, Ling Chen took out his magic wand, and a small fireball flew out, followed by another small fireball, the third, the fourth...
"Hey, Xingchen, wait a minute!" Qingyao's eyes widened, unable to believe what she saw.
"What's wrong?" Ling Chen stopped.
"The distance between your little fireballs is actually only five or six meters." Qing Qingyao said in surprise.
"Really?" Ling Chen's pupils were bright. Doesn't this mean that the release speed of his small fireball was nearly twice as fast?
"Try again." Qing Qingyao said.
Ling Chen waved his magic wand, and small fireballs spurted out one after another.
"That's right, it's only five or six meters away. How did you do it?" Qing Yao said a little dull.
"I guess the more you practice, the more practice makes perfect, and you will get faster naturally. You can try a few." Ling Chen suggested.
Qingyao nodded, and small fireballs shot out from the magic wand.
Ling Chen estimated for a moment and frowned slightly.
"How is it?" Qingyao asked anxiously.
"About ** meters, it seems to have sped up a bit, but it's not very obvious." Ling Chen knocked his head and suddenly said: "Is it because I reached the limit of my body and figured out how to speed up?"
"What method have you figured out?" Qingqing Yao said happily.
Ling Chen paused and smiled bitterly: "I don't know, it's probably an epiphany or something."
"Epiphany?" Qing Yao couldn't laugh or cry, but she couldn't refute.
"You'll know by asking your instructor then. Do you want to try it too?" Ling Chen asked.
Qingqingyao's head shook like a rattle.
"I can't stand it, and... I thought about it when I was free, and I felt that practicing this is actually not very useful. You think about it, small fireballs are instant magic, and they can get faster with practice, but those that require chanting time
Magic does not rely on practicing fast, but relies on some auxiliary skills or attributes of equipment to reduce the singing time. You only have small fireballs, and small fireballs are very powerful. It is useful to practice this, but if I practice it, it is of no use at all.
big."
"This..." Ling Chen thought it made sense, but since Biluka asked Qingyao to follow her if she wanted to, it wouldn't have much effect, so he shouldn't say this for no reason.
"Forget it, let's go find Tutor Biluka after practice and ask the reason!"
Ling Chen couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it. The distance between the small fireballs was shortened from more than ten meters to five or six meters, which made him see the rewards of his efforts and made him more motivated.
(Thanks to Mr. Mo Zhu for the reward, o(n_n)o~...)
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