Chapter 37 My Little Sister's Magical Branch
"Second brother, is this a will-o'-the-wisp?" the little girl asked curiously, looking at the fireball.
"No, haven't you seen will-o'-the-wisp? It's not this color." Liang Zifeng shook his head and said.
"Wow, second brother, how did you do that?" The fourth brother also ran over and asked, staring at the big fireball.
"I don't know either." Liang Zifeng shook his head again. He really didn't know why this fireball could exist independently of the burning of matter.
Through mental sensing, the temperature in the center of the fireball has reached more than 1500 degrees, close to the melting point of iron. However, in order to maintain the existence of this fireball, the rate of consumption of true energy is much faster than when maintaining palm power, almost five or six times as much.
Liang Zifeng took the initiative to withdraw his palm power output, and the fireball went out as he expected. Then he sent out a palm power vortex again, but no fireball appeared.
So he signaled the little girl to put the branch deeper into her palm again. As he expected, the branch exploded and the fire that was generated instantly quickly shrank to its normal size. Then when the branch was removed, the flame turned into a huge fireball due to the loss of fuel.
Holding the fireball in his palm, Liang Zifeng looked around and found a huge rock about seventy or eighty centimeters in size. He waved his hand and threw the fireball over. There was a loud bang. Fortunately, Liang Zifeng was prepared and used his mental power to form a shield to block the flying debris.
"Wow~"
The others nearby opened their mouths in shock, their eyes filled with disbelief.
The huge rock that was hit by the fireball has been shattered, and there are rubble everywhere around it. It has been shattered very thoroughly, and many vitrified stones were also discovered through mental power.
Liang Zifeng had been monitoring the whole process with his mental power. He discovered that the moment the fireball hit the boulder, its temperature tripled, and then the center of the fireball became unstable and finally exploded.
"Wow, second brother, you are so awesome. Can you teach me?" The fourth brother said excitedly.
The third brother also looked eager to try, and the little girl and Leng Yuzhao both had anticipation on their faces.
"Wait until you have opened up those meridians I mentioned before. Otherwise, you won't be able to emit yang-attributed palm power, so how will you maintain the fireball? Moreover, this secret method consumes a lot of internal energy." Liang Zifeng glanced at everyone and poured a basin of cold water on them.
A few days ago, these people didn't want to learn attribute martial arts at all, thinking that kind of martial arts was flashy, thankless, and completely useless.
Now hearing Liang Zifeng say that if one wants to master the fireball skill, one must master the attribute martial arts, he suddenly became conflicted, not knowing whether he should continue learning the attribute martial arts.
"Okay, stop worrying about it. Wait until I've mastered it. Then I'll study it and see if I can come up with a better secret method that can help you reach the level I just achieved."
Seeing everyone's confused look, Liang Zifeng thought about the many complicated contents in the attribute martial arts and felt that they could be optimized. Then he began to comfort everyone, which made everyone stop being confused and look forward to it.
Liang Zifeng had mastered a new method of attack, so naturally he had to become familiar with it. So that night, bursts of explosions were often heard around the camp.
After testing, with Liang Zifeng's level of cultivation, the fireball can attack more than 20 meters away. Beyond this distance, it will automatically extinguish and dissipate. Liang Zifeng suspects that the main factor in maintaining the fireball should be related to the mind and willpower, but this will have to be verified later when there is a chance.
Ten days passed like this. Liang Zifeng took his family out for fun while continuing to optimize the routes and methods of fire-attributed Qi circulation. Perhaps he was really lucky. He found that by making the true Qi in the meridians flow in a spiral manner, the temperature of the palm power he emitted increased by more than 200 degrees.
On April 1600, when Liang Zifeng tested the temperature at the center of the fireball again, he found that it had reached more than 1700 degrees, close to degrees, which had reached and exceeded the melting point of iron, but the rate of consumption of true energy had increased again.
In addition, Liang Zifeng also found a way to increase the attack distance of the fireball, which is to compress the fireball through mental power. The greater the degree of compression, the longer the attack distance.
At present, the extremely compressed fireball is only the size of a thumb, and its color has changed from orange-red to bright milky yellow. The attack distance has reached 50 meters, and the power has doubled.
With a flame close to 1700 degrees, Liang Zifeng naturally wanted to try refining the weapon, so he tried to melt the amethyst dagger. Unfortunately, even though he had consumed half of his internal energy, the amethyst dagger remained the same, with no sign of melting at all.
"Shit~" Liang Zifeng was unwilling to give up and even cursed. Then he thought to himself in frustration and confusion, "It can't even melt at nearly 1700 degrees. How is this purple crystal dagger made? Is it hand-polished?"
Liang Zifeng looked at the amethyst dagger again and again, and indeed did not see any signs of smelting, so he believed that the dagger was polished by hand.
Since it was impossible to melt it, Liang Zifeng thought of wrapping it with a layer of other metal. So he picked out a machete of the best quality from his trophies, and put it into the fireball. In a moment, it melted into molten iron and floated in the air.
Just as Liang Zifeng was using his mental power to check the impurities in the molten iron, there were a few curious guys around him looking at the molten iron. The little girl got a branch at some point and then impatiently stuck the branch into the molten iron to stir it.
"You girl, stop making trouble." Liang Zifeng flicked the little girl's head lightly, then pulled her away.
"Oh, that's disgusting!" The little girl cried out in pain, then threw away the branch, stretched out her little fist and hit Liang Zifeng, but then she calmed down.
When he focused his attention on the molten iron again, he discovered that there were some other substances in the molten iron. Even more amazingly, he found that these extra substances seemed to make the quality of the molten iron higher.
Liang Zifeng was a little confused, so he scanned the branch with his mental power and found that it was a kind of tree he had never seen before, and its texture was very hard. So he cut off a small piece and put it into the molten iron, and slowly dissolved it into the molten iron.
"The quality has improved again. What's the reason?" Liang Zifeng looked at the molten iron with some confusion and muttered softly.
"Little sister, where did you find this branch?" Liang Zifeng asked the little girl curiously.
"Hmph~" The little girl was still having a tantrum because Liang Zifeng had criticized her just now. She snorted and said nothing.
"Okay, okay, it's okay that second brother is wrong? I'll make you something delicious later."
"Really?"