Be careful!!!"
Whoosh!
Sensing danger, Watson immediately summoned his Rathalos armor.
With a flash of white light, the black and red Rathalos armor was already on him, and the next second, a fireball about 30 centimeters in diameter slammed into Watson's back.
It all happened too suddenly, and the key was that no one expected such a thing to happen at this time! This was at school!
Just as the fireball was about to explode, Jean wrapped it in a telekinetic force and threw it into the sky, where it dissipated into tiny sparks, vanishing without a trace.
Jean then said angrily, "John! I remember the school motto says that you cannot use your powers on a large scale in school!"
Logan, on the other hand, looked at Watson's armor with envy, and whispered to Scott beside him, "Can we also switch to this uniform?" But Scott completely ignored him.
"Sorry, I just… I was just competing with Bobby, and I didn't expect this to happen—" Pyro John walked over, and although he was apologizing, there was no remorse on his face, and even a hint of provocation?
Watson suddenly remembered his nickname, 'Flame Knight'. It seemed he knew him and wanted to show him that only he deserved the title of 'Flame'?
Watson didn't speak, but turned around and slowly walked towards Pyro John. How could he miss such a good opportunity to show off?
Seeing this, Jean quickly said, "Mr. Watson, he's still a child, this was just an accident—"
And Scott also stepped forward, wanting to stop Watson.
Just then, Professor Charles spoke, "Wait, I trust him."
Scott stopped in his tracks after hearing that, and Jean looked at the professor, bit her lip, and finally stopped.
Watson, wearing his armor, slowly walked up to John. Although he didn't release a deadly aura, Watson was still full of deterrence.
By this time, all the nearby students had been attracted. Some looked curiously at the man they had seen on TV, while others looked at John with schadenfreude.
Even Storm, who was teaching indoors, came out and stood beside Professor Charles.
Watson's somewhat deep voice came from under the helmet: "What do you think of your ability? The power of flame."
John seemed a little angry that he had been somewhat intimidated, and stubbornly raised his head and said, "If you don't count the teachers, I think—I'm the strongest here, no one can compare to my flames!"
"Arrogant, conceited, disrespectful—" Jean almost couldn't help but step forward after hearing Watson's words, but the next words made Jean freeze in place.
"Your personality is really very suitable for flames, hahahaha." Watson suddenly laughed, then raised his left hand, whoosh! A fireball appeared in Watson's palm.
"Flame, it has destructive power on par with lightning. It is violent, dangerous, and not easy to control. Just like your personality, constantly showing itself, making yourself like a flame, out of control, provoking others."
As he spoke, the flame in Watson's palm slowly changed shape, no longer a fireball, but like a bonfire.
"However, you don't understand enough, you don't understand flame enough, and you don't understand yourself enough. Flame, it was the first glimmer of light that appeared in the dark history of mankind. And at this time, flame did not kill humans, on the contrary, flame protected humans from the invasion of beasts in the night. The first thing flame did was not to attack, but to protect."
At this moment, Watson raised his hand again and pointed to the sun, saying, "The ultimate goal of every flame wielder, the sun. It possesses the highest temperature and strongest energy we currently know of. Have you ever thought that your ability could grow to the level of a sun in the future? And the sun, although it is solitary, anything that gets close will be scorched. However,
all of us on Earth live by the sun."
Watson put away the flame in his hand at this point and looked down at him, asking, "Is your name John? Do you have people who need to rely on you?"
Watson looked at the silent John and said, "Let's put it another way, do you have friends? Real friends, just tell me one."
John thought for a moment and pointed to Professor Charles, who at this moment couldn't help but show a relieved smile.
"OK, Professor Charles has powerful abilities, but his body is fragile. If Charles were in a freezing cold place right now, and he was about to freeze, what would you do?"
John said without hesitation, "I'll help him build a fire."
"So you chose to protect." And Watson turned to look at Charles and said, "And I can confirm that Professor Charles needs to rely on you."
Charles also cooperated and said, "That's right, I need it, and not just you, John, but all of you. Don't forget, this is not just a school, it's also your home."
A professor is a professor, and his timing is impeccable.
With a flash of white light, Watson had already taken off his Rathalos armor and said to John, "Actually, I'm not very good at flames, but if you have anything you want to discuss with me about using flames, maybe we can communicate and learn from each other. Are you allowed to use mobile phones?"
And Watson, seeing Bobby nearby, also said, "And you, Iceman~ I'll tell you a story about the Snow Queen sometime."
John and Bobby exchanged glances, then said with regret, "No, we're not usually allowed to use phones."
"That's a shame, but it's okay, I'll give my contact information to your teachers, maybe I'll just come over to play when I'm free." Watson, who had just turned around, suddenly heard John ask, "You said you're not good at using flames, so what are you good at?"
After hearing that, Watson also saw the curious eyes of Jean and Logan.
So he extended his left hand, but this time it was no longer flames.
Instead, it was One by one currents, gradually growing larger, until the entire left hand was covered and then turned into a sphere of lightning!
"Cool! You actually have two abilities like Teacher Jean, and they're lightning and fire!"
Not only did John exclaim, but Bobby and the group of kids watching also let out gasps of amazement.
Charles looked at Jean beside him and said, "He's very powerful, and a very good teacher, isn't he?"
Jean shook her head helplessly and said, "You're always so accurate in judging people."
"I've also seen his previous combat videos, and I'd like to spar with him, rather than using these flashy abilities." Logan said, staring at Watson, who was flashing with lightning.
When Watson walked over, Professor Charles stepped forward and said with a smile, "That was a truly wonderful lesson, Mr. Watson."
Watson shook his head and said, "Professor, I just hope you don't blame me for acting on my own."