Yet, this bit of change did not escape the keen perception of the little devil.
He could even see a glimmer light up in the little devil's eyes, a smile hung on his lips that was both adorable and extremely annoying.
Next, he tasted the magic of the Fireball Technique again.
He had slowed down, but the little devil had not.
The gaps he left were sufficient for the little devil to dodge with ease, then bring his fingers together, gather energy, and form the Fireball Technique.
It was exceedingly fast.
In almost an instant, it was conjured, and in a flash, it came whistling toward him.
Boss Jiang had never seen such a fast Fireball Technique in his life.
It was, again, aimed at his face.
Boss Jiang shielded his face with his arms, blocking the fireball, but his arms were scaldingly hot, a wave of intense pain surged, and his figure staggered a few steps.
