The Legend of the Eternal King
Spurt Fire

Some days look boring. An enterprising teenager trains with a lot of effort plus every day takes care of his cranky teacher like an elderly man.

One afternoon Wan Hanma arrived in her yard after finishing her training routine.

Please note, Wan Hanma himself decided and made a list for training. He always adds heavier doses day by day. Trying to cross the line to reach heights.

Oh yes even though Mao Yu is like a leech in his life. There was a blessing in itself that he felt. Every day he can enjoy a decent meal with great taste. No matter how Mao Yu ate, Wan Hanma automatically ate with him.

Mao Yu was a cook for him.

From here only Wan Hanma already felt like she had gotten a blessing. When the body is tired after training, a good warm meal is enough to restore everything.

Night had arrived, in the room presented black mushroom soup with very soft bread. Wan Hanma did not stop shedding tears while enjoying the dishes made by Mao Yu.

The meal was short.

“Wan Hanma after cleaning the plate, get me the paper and pen.” Mao Yu said lazily.

“Ah, ready.” Wan Hanma looked enthusiastic, she immediately got up from her seat. Finishing the dirty dishes, wiping the wooden table and immediately arriving back in front of Mao Yu.

Mao Yu held a pen with a piece of paper. Wan Hanma seemed unblinkingly waiting for what Mao Yu would teach her.

Mao Yu scratched the transverse line that swerved.

“What is it? The writing? The picture? Symbol?” Wan Hanma was puzzled over what her companion had made. It seemed that Mao Yu had a bad talent in art.

“Naga.” Mao Yu raised her image height with pride.

Wan Hanma “ .. “

Jeez it's more of a worm than a snake. And even worse, the kindergarten picture is still clearer than the picture made by Mao Yu.

“You doubt? You are less talented in understanding the depth of an art.” Mao Yu said ketus.

Wan Hanma “ .. “

“Do not ask take this holy book and we go to the area without inhabitants.” Mao Yu threw the dragon drawing scroll to Wan Hanma.

Along the way Wan Hanma continued to see mega poor quality images of Mao Yu. His mind until ill trying to understand what is meant by the depth of the value of an art.

Unknowingly in the darkness Wan Hanma followed Mao Yu stepping past the boundary of space until bringing him to the core courtyard.

“Ah, where is this? I've never seen this building?” Wan Hanma looked at the fairly wide lake with some lodging on its banks from a long distance away.

“Other side of the fortress.” Mao Yu replied.

“You will stay here, choose an empty cottage in the area later. There was only a monk, an alchemist and an aunt of the garden nurse.” Mao Yu explained.

“Oh, so here is the private area of alchemists huh?” Wan Hanma guessed.

“Yes. Start practicing now. You are a dragon now spurt fire.” Mao Yu gave the briefing.

INNNNN IIIIINNNNNNNNIIIIIIIIIIII………….

Wan Hanma “ ? ? ? “

“Why look at the instructions on paper !!!”

Wan Hanma awkwardly unrolled back and saw the image of an ugly worm opening her mouth like spewing out a lump of food. Ah, so this blob means a burst of fire.

Wan Hanma “ .. “

Wan Hanma took a steady stance by opening both of her legs shoulder-width apart. He lowered his body as low as possible. Both of his hands clasped firmly on both of his waist. He opened his mouth wide.

Until his face flushed red and all the blood vessels in his neck protruded.

Fire, out…. In his heart he unites the intention.

PLETAKKKP…

“ADUHHH..”

“What do you do?” Mao Yu hit Wan Hanma's head with a dry twig. Wan Hanma spontaneously rubbed the affected part of her head.

“Don't I have to spout fire ?” Wan Hanma protested a bit.

“You are human, how can it be like that?” Mao Yu glared at.

“You told me to !!!” Wan Hanma started to get emotional.

Mao Yu inwardly nodded. But it was true that he had ordered Wan Hanma to bring out the flames.

“Hmmm... Alright, show me fireball.” Mao Yu asked.

“Sorry I haven't been able to do it yet, I haven't learned anything in the Old Ancestor's Fortress other than just physical training alone.” Wan Hanma expressed concern.

“Alright well I will teach you one time and I hope you remember all of them.” Mao Yu decided while throwing a reddish-embroidered yellow robe at Wan Hanma.

“Keep a cape quickly and follow me.” Mao Yu took a deep breath.~~~~