"Of course I can change it up—if I couldn't, why would I even bring it out, you idiot?"
Ye Xiaofei shook his head disdainfully and huffed coldly. Wu Yingxiong was really too full of himself—did he really think he wasn't strong enough?
Bastard, what he hated most in his life were those bastards who looked down on him.
"Oh, I'm actually quite interested."
Wu Yingxiong stretched out a hand and gathered all five of Ye Xiaofei's fireballs around himself, curious what Ye Xiaofei could possibly change about these ordinary fireballs.
"You're not going to hold them? Will they explode?"
Ye Xiaofei didn't use the Fire Blast Technique right away; he wanted to see if Wu Yingxiong was really foolish or just pretending—was he really that naive?
"Explode? Ha, you think I'd fall for that?"
After hearing Ye Xiaofei's warning, Wu Yingxiong laughed uproariously. He didn't believe for a second that these fireballs could explode—how could that even be possible?
"Well, forget it then."
