A little experience is just a drop in the bucket for Wu Qi.

The corpse of the flame bat was faintly glowing, and Wu Qi saw it at first sight. He kicked the corpse of the flame bat away, and a copper coin with metallic light was pressed underneath.

Luck is pretty good! Wu Qi picked up the copper coins.

He looked at his state. Since he didn't cast magic much, his magic value only consumed less than 10 points, but his blood was only half of it because of his melee battle with the flame bat.

Such a state can no longer support the next battle. Wu Qi sat down slowly, and while gnawing on the bread, he slowly recovered his health.

There was a big problem with the battle just now. Under the attack of the flame bat, he couldn't even sing magic.

"Where is the problem?" Wu Qi frowned and thought hard.

His blood volume slowly returned, and at this time, the flame bat next to him also refreshed. The new flame bat gently flapped his wings and flew left and right.

Wu Qi still didn't think of the reason.

"Forget it, think about it slowly."

At present, everyone is racing against time to upgrade monsters, and Wu Qi is not willing to waste a lot of time. Seeing that the flame bat is refreshed, he has to stand up and continue to fight monsters.

Elemental missiles!

Elemental missiles!

The low spell slowly rang out, and after two elemental missiles landed on the flame bat, the flame bat was already in front of him.

Wu Qi was ready to endure the pain and continued to chant the spell.

-3! As always, the damage rose from Wu Qi, as always, the syllables interrupted, and the elemental missile slowly dissipated in the air.

Damn! Wu Qi cursed inwardly, picked up the scorched wood staff, and started fighting with the flame bat.

"Fire Bats Die!"

"Take the soul power of the flame bat and gain 1 experience!"

With the scream of the flame bat, another flame bat fled to the arms of the Lord of Death.

This time, the flame bat exploded nothing. Wu Qi kicked his body away and sat slowly on the ground, pondering the reason.

Logically speaking, it is normal for spell casting to be interrupted. In previous games, there were many skills that could force mages to interrupt spell casting, but you can't interrupt spell casting once you are attacked.

"See a way not to be attacked?" Wu Qi shook his head, "It's unscientific. Not to mention the difficulty of moving and avoiding attacks. When PVP is in confrontation, if you hit a skill on the mage, you can't cast a spell on him, and then you can only hold a staff to knock against the two mages?"

The full sense of picture made Wu Qixun abandon this idea.

"Then, the problem should be with the casting itself. I am not focused enough? But I have been trying very hard to concentrate for the second time."

Wu Qi thought, while looking out the system bar, setting the pain to 2o%. The pain is bound to the sense of touch, smell, etc. Once the pain is too low, the sense of touch will also be reduced, and the world will not be so real. If possible, Wu Qi does not want to lower it for no reason.

Elemental missiles, elemental missiles. Knock! Knock! Knock!

The charred staff drew a curve, and the flame bat fell to the ground.

The pain was indeed low. The flame bat could no longer feel the obvious pain when it hit the body, but the casting was still forced to interrupt.

Wu Qi's temper suddenly came up. He sat on the ground in a slut, biting bread and drinking magic spring water, and regaining his blood and magic value bit by bit.

Waiting for the fullest moment, Wu Qi immediately stood up, looked for the nearby flame bat, and buried his head in releasing the magic.

Elemental missiles, elemental missiles! Knock! Knock! Knock!

Next, the passerby saw a strange picture. A player wearing a novice robe just released two magics and knocked on the flame bat with something like a fire stick.

"You are young, you can't be a fool." A passerby looked at it for a while and couldn't help but shake his head and said regretfully.

"Forget it, forget it. Don't watch it. The game does not restrict the entry of mentally retarded people. Just do whatever they like. The society calls for caring for mentally retarded people." His partner patted passers-by on the shoulder and said with an agreement.

Wu Qi focused on the career of monster-knocking, and of course he did not notice the gaze of the players next to him. Moreover, if he knew that he was the only one who was knocking monsters with a staff in the whole game, he would have woken up and reflected on the reasons.

The flame bats were knocked to death, and Wu Qi's experience bar began to jump slightly. The flame bats had a chance to burst out some materials such as the claws of the flame bat and the wings of the flame bat, and Wu Qi put them into his backpack one by one.

Elemental missiles, elemental missiles!

Just like the previous many experiences, after two attacks, the flame bat was already in front of you.

Wu Qi was still unwilling to give up and sang magic stubbornly. The attack of the flame bat hit his body, taking away Wu Qi's 3 health points again.

The spell is low and weird, with very different syllables, but after repeated chanting, Wu Qi was stupid and slowly remembered his unique sound.

Elemental missiles!

Unexpectedly, an elemental magic ball as big as a fist was born out of thin air, light blue and crystal clear, with a magical charm brewing in it.

Success? Wu Qi shook his hand and threw the elemental magic ball directly to the flame bat in front of him.

-6! A light red damage rose from the head of the flame bat, and the blood volume of the flame bat has dropped to nearly half.

Wu Qi suppressed the joy in his heart and continued to chant magic.

-3! The attack of the flame bat fell on his body. As the blood volume further decreased, the spell that Wu Qi was singing suddenly interrupted, and the magic once again died in the womb.

Failed again!

Wu Qi pursed his lips and quickly calmed down his annoyance. He had already succeeded once, which means that there must be a feasible method. This is a good start.

Next, Wu Qi once again picked up the charred staff and knocked the flame bat to death.

"Fire Bats Die!"

"Take the soul power of the flame bat and gain 1 experience!"

Wu Qi picked up the copper coins burst out from the flame bat, and he seriously recalled the scene of successfully casting the spell just now.

"First I started casting spells... Then the flame bat attacked him... and then the spell continued..." Wu Qi murmured to himself, his eyes lit up, "It's a spell!"

Wu Qi played back the chanting sessions in his memory over and over again, comparing them with the situation of interruption of spell casting.

It seemed as if there was a thought hidden in the mist in his mind, hazy and only saw the outline, but it was difficult to truly see it clearly.

"Spell... Spells......" Wu Qi whispered unconsciously, and he simply sang magic out of thin air.

Although the spell was still low and strange, the sound seemed to appear in his mind. When his lips moved, the syllables jumped out like musical notes. The two syllables were quickly chanted, and the light blue elemental magic balls of fist size were generated out of thin air with a faint magic aura.

The hazy thoughts in his mind became clear as if they were clearing the clouds and seeing the moon.

"Yes! Syllables!"

He chanted spells again and again, but the two syllables were as short as they were, even if they were so weird that they were weird, Wu Qi clearly remembered their sound.
Chapter completed!