The blazing fire caught the young man off guard.
However, all members of the Fire Crow Tribe are born with a unique ability to be close to flames. The young man cursed angrily and slapped his hands randomly on his body. The firelight disappeared wherever it passed, and only wisps of black smoke lingered around him.
Ji Hao proudly looked at the other party's burned head and shouted sternly: "Ha, you loser who can't stop a fire, what qualifications do you have to talk nonsense here? Who gave you the courage to scream here?"
Ji Xia glanced at Ji Hao with relief, folded her arms in front of her chest and said nothing.
Sitting by the fire pit, a few old people with the oldest and haggard appearance nodded happily and laughed strangely at the same time.
Among the group of big men sitting opposite Ji Xia, a man whose height was not much worse than Ji Xia occupied the spot. He was born with a well-proportioned figure, without the knotty muscles found on other big men; his skin was fair and delicate, not unlike the tribesmen who made a living in the jungles of the Southern Wilderness; his long hair was tied into a big band behind his back with three jade rings. Braids, gleaming light between slender eyes.
"Wu, don't disgrace our family." The man's voice was soft and calm, with a deep coldness in it.
The boy who had his hair and eyebrows burned off roared, strode a dozen feet away, and punched Ji Hao in the head, slamming down the door in front of him. While exhaling and punching, the young man roared loudly: "You bastard who only dares to attack from behind, I am Ji Wu, the son of the powerful Ji Shu!"
A gust of evil wind blew towards his face, and Ji Wu's fist blew Ji Hao's long hair, pulling the hair straight back one by one, causing pain on his scalp.
Such a strong punch, Ji Hao immediately judged that the power of Ji Wu's punch was at least three times his own strongest strength. It was impossible to block Ji Wu's punch with physical strength alone.
With his hands forming a seal, Ji Hao's body swayed and exploded on the spot, turning into seven or eight afterimages that "swirled" soundlessly in all directions. Ji Wu's fist made a loud noise in the air, but he didn't even touch Ji Hao's shadow.
After whispering a mantra, the flames in the bonfire swayed wildly, and dozens of fire snakes as thick as arms whizzed out and shot toward Ji Wu's body following Ji Hao's thoughts.
Ji Xia breathed out softly, looked at the wildly dancing fire snakes and said with a smile: "Grandpas, Hao has been learning witchcraft with you all these years, and it seems that he has achieved some success."
Several old men chuckled and nodded triumphantly. An old man with flashing green eyes said sternly: "Hao is a good young man with a high talent for witchcraft. Perhaps, he He will become the first Witch King of our Fire Crow Tribe in thousands of years."
Ji Xia and several soldiers around him laughed at the same time, while Ji Shu, Ji Hong and others sitting opposite Ji Xia frowned at the same time.
Ji Shu, who was fair and tender, shouted angrily: "Wu! Ji Hao is a legendary genius, you must be careful!"
While scolding, Ji Shu frowned and glanced dissatisfied at the old people sitting at the top. These old men are the most respected witch priests in the Fire Crow Tribe, and their partiality towards Ji Hao can be seen by everyone.
Ji Wu let out a low roar, and a shield-shaped tattoo on his left arm flickered, and a metal round shield three feet in diameter erupted from the fire, protecting most of Ji Wu's body behind the shield. The bronze-colored metal shield is exquisitely made, and the shield is also inlaid with exquisite patterns - a high tower reaches into the sky, and on the top of the tower, there is a raised bloody eye suspended.
"This shield looks so familiar!" Ji Hao looked at the delicate patterns on the shield, and his heart suddenly shook.
Subconsciously forming seals with both hands, originally only 30% of the power was used to control the fire snake, but now 100% of the power was erupted.
The size of dozens of fire snakes suddenly expanded. Large and small fire snakes devoured each other and merged. In the blink of an eye, three fire dragons with a length of more than ten feet condensed and hit the shield with a "whooshing" sound.
The buzzing sound kept ringing, a cyan light flickered on the shield, twelve fist-sized twisted runes emerged from the edge of the shield, and a cyan cold light with a diameter of three feet sprayed out from the shield surface more than a foot away , the three fire dragons and the green cold light collided and rubbed against each other, making a dull explosion. Ji Wu, who was holding the shield, was hit by the huge force, his body trembled slightly, but his majestic body did not retreat at all.
"Haha, are you Ji Hao? According to legend, Ji Hao can speak as soon as he is born, can run around in a day, and can cast fire control magic in a month?" Ji Wu held a shield to resist the erosion of the fire dragon, He roared loudly: "But why is your power so weak? It's too weak, Ji Hao, you can't even hurt a hair on my head!"
Ji Hao smiled strangely, gave up the control of the three rapidly shrinking fire dragons, looked at Ji Wu and said with a smile: "Hurt your hair? Do you still have hair for me to hurt? Hey, how does it feel to be bald?" "
This sentence made Ji Wu's eyes turn red. His body suddenly lit up, and a layer of extremely dim fire surged out from the top of his head.
Amid laughter, Ji Hao stretched out his hand to grab the side wall of the wooden house. On the wooden shelf on the wall, a spear with a green mulberry handle and a flint head flew out and landed steadily on Ji Hao. In Hao's hands.
With a loud shout, he held the spear that was more than twice his height in both hands and spun it several times. A hot power poured into the spear from the palm of his hand, and a series of more than a dozen simple red runes lit up on the green spear. Up, the three-foot gun head made of flint stone spurted out a ten-foot-long flame.
With both arms shaking the spear, Ji Hao swung the spear and smashed it at Ji Wu's shield. The fire was like waves, and the shadow of the spear was like a dragon. In an instant, Ji Hao smashed the shield more than a hundred times. The spear and the shield collided violently. The cold green light and the red fire light rubbed against each other, making loud and piercing sounds.
After more than a hundred attacks, Ji Hao took a breath. Ji Wu pushed the shield, and the three fire dragons collapsed completely. Powerful power surged out from the shield. Ji Hao felt his hands shake violently, and the tyrannical power flowed down his arms. It's coming, and my physical strength can't stop it at all!
The spear was knocked away by the huge force, and Ji Hao stumbled back.
Ji Wu waved his right arm without saying a word, and the ax tattoo on his right forearm lit up, and a dark metal ax whizzed out. He swung the ax and aimed at Ji Hao's head without mercy. Cracked down.
Ji Hao looked at Ji Wu's fierce eyes and felt a real murderous intention. Did this guy really want to take this opportunity to kill him
The ten fingers trembled, the seals were fired continuously, and Ji Hao's figure disappeared out of thin air. A whirlwind burst out from behind Ji Wu. Ji Hao stepped out of the whirlwind, caught the spear falling from the air, and hit Ji Wu's back with all his strength.
With a crisp sound, the spear flew Ji Wu dozens of feet away and hit the wall of the wooden house. Dozens of weapons on the wooden racks on the wall fell down one after another, and they all hit his head.
Ji Hao used all his strength in this blow. The Yuan Dan in the Purple Mansion between his eyebrows beat violently like mist, and all the mana in his body poured out in an instant.
The extremely feminine heat penetrated Ji Wu's strong bones and muscles, invaded his internal organs, and violently shocked his internal organs. Ji Wu felt his heart heat up, as if a bomb had exploded in his chest. He couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, which quickly turned into a ball of flame that clung to the ground and burned blazingly.
Like a bear that had its butt kicked, Ji Wu, with blood on his lips, howled and stood up, holding a big ax and going to continue the charge.
"That's enough!" Ji Xia stood up and shouted loudly: "That's enough! This is a place for tribal discussions, not for brawls like you."
Ji Shu snorted coldly and said softly: "Brother Ji Xia, why don't we let the boys decide the winner? The two of us are competing for the position of the warrior leader of the tribe. Our boys, just treat it as a piece of fun for the clansmen. Look at the excitement!”
Ji Xia took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Let everything be decided according to the rules left by our ancestors. In half a month, during the ancestor worship ceremony, we will decide everything with our fists."
Ji Wu, who was blushing with embarrassment, smashed his shield and ax on the ground unwillingly, pointed his finger at Ji Hao and shouted sternly: "Ji Hao, like a real man, fight me in a duel at the ancestor worship ceremony. Do you dare? What if? If you lose, you'll just have to keep your eggs shut for the rest of your life!"
Ji Hao snorted coldly, raised his right hand, slowly wiped it on his neck, and accepted Ji Wu's challenge.
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