Wang Tong nodded in approval of Guan Dongyang's splendid move. He didn't simply merge the fire bolts. Instead, it was a complicated configuration designed to increase damage output.
Wang Tong opened his mouth as if murmuring something as a creepy smile appeared on his face. Suddenly the crackling ball of fire changed direction and flew toward Guan Dongyang.
"I will give you some challenge."
A plume of flame shot out from in between Wang Tong's hands, and the end of the flame column immediately engulfed the fireball. After being heated and charged up by more heat, the fireball started to spin as its flame turned blue.
Guan Dongyang was stunned by Wang Tong's power. He had achieved the ultimate degree of manipulation of the natural force. Anything in his hand could be reformed and reshaped into a weapon of his choice. Only imagination was his limit.
