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Wei Ziao shook his head hastily: "No!"

Wang Ziqiao frowned. Obviously, this Wei Ziao was not a born magician, and at such a young age, it was a time of restlessness, so it was obviously impossible for him to meditate and sense magic elements.

"Sigh..." Wei Ziao burped again and spit out some flames, but he didn't know it and pursed his lips.

Wang Ziqiao scratched his head, but he was sure that since Wei Ziao's body could become so strange, then he must have the power to control it, otherwise, how could he survive at this time?

It proved that his soul could completely withstand the burning of the flame, and it also benefited from his habit of drinking since he was a child. Otherwise, if ordinary children drank the mysterious wine, they would definitely not be able to bear it.

"Zi Ao, try to concentrate!" Wang Ziqiao said.

"What is concentration?" Wei Ziao asked drunkenly.

As soon as Wang Ziqiao grabbed his arm, he felt hot and hot, and burned his skin almost instantly. He was so scared that he hurriedly let go, saying: "You squeeze your fists tightly!"

"Oh!" Wei Ziao responded, clenched his fists, and looked at Wang Ziqiao suspiciously.

"Look at this wall and hit it hard!"

Wei Ziao nodded again, came to the wall, and punched the wall.

Bang!

"Ah...it hurts so much, Master!" Wei Ziao cried out in shock, and hastily withdrew his fist.

Wang Ziqiao found that the flesh on Wei Ziao's fist was slightly scratched, but healed up quickly.

"It doesn't hurt now, does it?"

Wei Ziao nodded.

"Master tells you that the harder you hit, the less pain you will feel. You should brew it first. Remember, you must concentrate, squeeze your fist tightly, and concentrate all the strength in your body on this fist." !” Wang Ziqiao said seriously.

"Concentrate, concentrate all your strength on your fist!" Wei Ziao shook his dazed head, blinked, and stared at his little fist.

"Yes, hit the spirit, don't think about anything, just want to hit all your strength on the fist, yes, go on, come on, you just think that there is a big bad wolf that wants to eat people in front of you, and the big bad wolf wants to Eat you, you have to use all your strength to fight over and drive the big bad wolf away!" Wang Ziqiao followed hard, raised his hand and spit out a spell of wind magic, and cut a wolf's head on the wall. graphics.

"The big bad wolf wants to eat me? I'll beat the big bad wolf away!" Wei Ziao repeated Wang Ziqiao's words, and looked at the wolf.

As his mental power hit more and more, the silver teeth clenched tightly, pretending to be very angry, and the eyes began to turn red, as if there was a stream of heat running along his arms and toward him. His fists gather quickly.

boom……

Suddenly, Wei Ziao's fist, like a lighted torch, burst into flames.

Fortunately, Wei Ziao himself was already immune to fire, and he was not afraid at all. The moment the flame appeared, he suddenly screamed and punched the wolf figure in front of him.

bang...

After this punch, the whole body seemed to tremble one after another, and a big hole was directly punched out on the wall, and the rubble burst and fell on the corridor.

Wang Ziqiao ignored the damaged wall, but was extremely shocked. The wall in front of him was as wide as two bricks together. Even if he wanted to break it with one punch, it would be very difficult, at least five punches would be needed.

He discovered that the reason why Wei Ziao was able to smash the wall was not entirely because of his strength, but because of the flame. When Wei Ziao punched out, the flame had already passed through first, destroying all the bricks and cement. Can burn cracks.

If this punch hit someone, even a fourth-level grandmaster would probably die.

"Master, I beat the big bad wolf to death!" Wei Ziao didn't care about his destructive power at all, but looked at the headless wolf figure, and the flame in his hand gradually went out.

"Yes, Zi Ao is so good!" Wang Ziqiao laughed.

"Master, can I go to sleep? I'm so sleepy!"

After saying this, before Wang Ziqiao could answer, Wei Ziao narrowed his eyes, collapsed on the ground, and fell asleep!

The clothes on his body had already been burned to ashes. Wang Ziqiao cast a water magic to wash him. Feeling that Wei Ziao's skin temperature had returned to normal, he hugged him with a smile and put him in a bedroom. inside.

"Brother Wei, you should stay in the club for a while longer. When I get to know the little guy thoroughly, and he can sleep peacefully without you, it's not too late for you to leave!" Wang Ziqiao called Wei Wengong In the room, he said.

Naturally, Wei Wengong fully agreed, thank you very much.

……

Putting Wei Ziao's matter aside for now, Wang Ziqiao didn't have time to do more research, he was thinking about tomorrow's duel.

Wu Bufeng is a master in the middle stage of the fourth level, stronger than Jin Yunfei and Yi Mei, the deputy leader of the dragon team. In frontal confrontation and close combat, Wang Ziqiao has no certainty of winning at all.

But Wu Bufeng had already placed the battle invitation, so he had to accept this challenge.

Because as Wu Bufeng himself said, if Wang Ziqiao doesn't accept the challenge, they are likely to use some unsightly means behind the scenes, and it will be even more difficult to guard against.

Locking himself in a practice room, Wang Ziqiao recalled the scene when Huo Zhendong broke through to the fourth-level master.

He was contemplating. In recent days, he had clearly touched the threshold of level four. It wasn't because he didn't have enough energy and blood, but because he hadn't found an opportunity.

He could feel that it was only a film away.

As long as the capillaries on the bones are shaken, the magic elements can be drawn into the bone marrow to temper the bone marrow.

Once successful, Wang Ziqiao is no different from a rebirth, and he can use magic elements to refine his bone marrow!

By now, he had to cram his feet temporarily.

Jianglong, Huojiaquan, Taijiquan, Kuaijian, Shura Kuaishou, practiced over and over again.

The afternoon passed quickly. After dinner, Wang Ziqiao took a short rest. As soon as it got dark, he left the room and turned to the backyard of the clubhouse.

There is a small lake here. Wang Ziqiao jumped into the air and fell into the water barefoot. The surface of the water seemed to be covered with a tough film, and the tops of Wang Ziqiao's feet were completely exposed.

"I don't know if I can bless myself with a cleansing lead? Externally, with the help of the vibration of the lake, and internally, with the help of the dragon's chant vibration of the Dragon Subduing Divine Art, it can break the capillaries on the bones, incorporate natural elements into the bone marrow, and temper the bone marrow." !"

After Wang Ziqiao thought secretly, his body slowly fell into the lake.

Soon, the water in the lake began to turbulent, like a dragon rolling continuously, making the small lake with a radius of tens of meters turbulent.

A black shadow glides from the roof of the building behind Wang Ziqiao, as if striding in the void, getting lower and lower, and when it lands behind Wang Ziqiao, it rolls forward on the spot, releasing the force of the fall.

Quietly looking at the tumbling lake, showing surprise.

The person who came was Matsubara Junko, and his heart was like the surface of the lake, unable to calm down for a long time: "Is this the fairy art he knows?"