Wang Lan's hands pressed against the ground, and suddenly the earth in front of him turned crimson, as if transforming into surging magma. Without warning, bright red flames burst forth from the ground like an erupting volcano, fiercely scorching everything within thirty meters.
Less than a month had passed since the provincial Star Martial Art competition ended. An S-level Star Martial Skill, learned in such a short time?
It was only when the cigarette burned down to his fingers that Xu Shiyun suddenly realized and hurriedly threw the butt away. Unbeknownst to him, a large group of warriors from the Tianjian Bureau had gathered around Wang Lan.
They seemed fine, simply watching curiously as Wang Lan manipulated the Star Martial Skill, changing the position and shape of the flames.
Not until he felt his Star Power waning did Wang Lan finally stop.
