Then Mo Hua began to form hand seals, a series of bizarre, complex, and seemingly nonsensical gestures...
Mo Hua, serious, spent a long time forming these gestures, pretending to be preparing a powerful move, fostering an atmosphere that this technique was overwhelmingly strong and required a long time to charge.
This technique, indeed, he could only use once in his life.
Because these hand gestures were all improvised on the spot...
He couldn't guarantee he could "invent" them again exactly as they were...
But Fire Buddha didn't know that.
Unable to gauge Mo Hua's depth and unsure of what Mo Hua was doing, he followed his Cultivator's intuition that the unknown was always dangerous...
Finally, after Mo Hua finished his hand seals, he suddenly shouted, with his left and right hands, a fireball appeared in each.
This move genuinely shocked Fire Buddha.
"Cast two Spells at once?!"
Yin Thunder Child and his followers didn't understand, but Fire Buddha, deeply versed in Spells, knew this seemingly simple move was theoretically complex and extremely difficult.
Was this kid serious?!
Fire Buddha, inherently cautious, instinctively activated his Spiritual Power, forming a fire Qi barrier in front of him.
Mo Hua pushed his Divine Sense to the limit, manipulating the two fireballs, twisting and deforming them before clapping his hands together, making the two fireballs rapidly collide.
This move inexplicably alarmed Fire Buddha.
He swung his hands, forming a fire shield in front of him, trying to block Mo Hua's technique.
But what he anticipated—a surge of Spiritual Power, a fierce explosion, and bizarre Spells—did not happen.
Mo Hua's two fireballs did not collide; they both veered off course, flying forward, exploding on the ground, kicking up pieces of stone and dust.
Fire Buddha and his men were momentarily stunned.
They couldn't discern what had happened.
After a few moments, as the dust settled, they regained their senses only to find that Mo Hua...
Had slipped away again.
Fire Buddha's face turned incredibly sour.
He had been tricked!
Some powerful Fireball Technique?
All fucking nonsense!
For all his years in Qian State, after committing countless crimes and killing numerous people, never had anyone dared to mock him like this!
An immature brat, barely weaned, yet so audacious!
A glint of murderous intent appeared in Fire Buddha's eyes as he coldly said:
"You think you can run? I want to see how you manage that."
The four men, swift as the wind, furiously pursued Mo Hua, chasing him deep into the forest, where they looked around but saw only rustling trees, with no sign of Mo Hua's whereabouts.