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In less than a quarter of an hour, the circular mark on the wall slowly returned to its original state before their eyes.
"How could this happen?" Zhang Hong cried in disappointment.
"Uh..." Li Xiaoya shrugged helplessly and looked at his injured right hand. He had hurt himself for nothing.
"What do we do next, Junior Brother Li?" Zhang Hong asked with a frown.
"Tsk." Li Xiaoya lowered his head in thought and paced around twice. Only after a long while did he say, "I understand now. Our method should be right, but we didn't heat it long enough or cover a large enough area, so the liquid elsewhere replenished the part we heated. But that replenishment was clearly rather slow. If we heat a large enough area for long enough, we should be able to make this metal wall temporarily lose its ability to restore itself. But..." At this point, Li Xiaoya hesitated.
"But what?" Zhang Hong could not help asking.
"You saw how much harder this wall became. Even my powerful physique couldn't withstand the backlash. Without the Fire Dragon Sword, it won't work," Li Xiaoya said, his brows tightly knitted.
"Uh, speaking of that, I think there's another problem. With our current magic power, there's no way we can keep heating it with our own flames for very long, unless we both advance to late condensed core. You saw it just now, Junior Brother. My magic power ran out in no time," Zhang Hong said in frustration.
"Yes. Even though I can hold out a little longer, it probably won't make much difference." Li Xiaoya nodded repeatedly at her words. "Ah, if only Feng Chenzi were still here. I could ask him to teach me