The Merry Evil Emperor of Another World

Chapter 138 Departure! (3)
Sure enough, with the explosion of Chu Mo's last fireball, all the power grids around the old man disappeared...

And the old man's face is pale now, his magic robe, which was still very neat, is now worn on his body as if it had been washed by water, and his forehead is already covered with sweat. He was breathing non-stop, as if only in this way could he recover his mental strength quickly.

Chu Mo sat on the leather chair and looked at the old man standing still not far away with an evil smile. His hand was playing with a ball of flames, which was a palm-sized fireball.

"Teacher, you said that if you are hit by this fireball, you don't know what will happen to Fengming Magister, one of the three major magisters in the God and Demon Continent!"

"You...you brat..." The old man was obviously very scared. After all, he didn't want to be taught a lesson by his students, so his eyebrows and beard raised in anger.

"Teacher, you have to pick it up!" Chu Mo smiled wickedly, his black jewel-like eyes glanced at the old man casually, and then shook one hand, the fireball followed a strange route towards the old man's face fly away.

The old man was already in despair, he thought about it, and when he saw his hideous face after being burned bald by this brat, he closed his eyes in despair.

But what surprised him was that the fireball stopped abruptly. Yes, it stopped. He had already calculated that the fireball would hit him in about ten seconds, so with his current mental and physical strength, he had already There is no ability to stop him, so he can only close his eyes. Now that he feels something abnormal, he hurriedly opened his eyes, only to see that fireball is not far from his eyes, stopping there strangely. .

The old man had already felt the blazing fireball, the heat that slowly spread.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing? Hurry up?" the old man roared angrily.

"I'm talking about the stinky old man. The play just now is enough for me, hehe! Now let me ask you, am I ready to become a teacher?" Chu Mo asked with a wicked smile.

"Hmph!" The old man turned his head and snorted coldly.

"Then it's considered a teacher? Haha!" Chu Mo immediately jumped up from the leather chair and laughed.

After finishing speaking, he ran outside...

"Stinky boy... after training for so long, you must be thinking about those little girls? Hehe, I didn't expect that my stupid apprentice would know how to respect the old man..." Chu Mo muttered involuntarily.

Suddenly, in the direction where Chu Mo left, a gust of wind blew by, bringing a sentence: "By the way, master, I still have to take revenge for that training. Take care, don't miss me too much!"

As soon as the words fell, the fireball in front of the old man quickly hit the old man's beard...

"Ouch! You...this...stinky...little..." A terrifying voice came from the dean's room not far away.

(End of this chapter)