For a magician, these sparks weren't much, but against these regular folks, they were already more than sufficient.
Just like the explosion of large firecrackers, times of booming sounds exploded in front of the burly men, and a large number of screams rose. The people were suddenly blasted into a bloodied mess. Little San didn't want to indiscriminately slaughter, so he only had to use the ordinary Bing Fire. But even so, the combined forces of his three-crown level magic power, Sun and Moon Brilliance amplification, and his own magical strength that far surpasses ordinary magicians still made these burly men suffer greatly. The lightest outcome was a severed arm. Those who reacted slightly slower and got hit by sparks directly on the chest immediately went unconscious, and dozens of people, as if reaping wheat, fell down during the slight flick of Little San's fingers.
