Chapter 8 Oh My God, This Kid Can Spit Fire

The demon wolf was a little anxious after a long attack.

"Bang!"

After a hard collision, the demon wolf retreated five meters away. Zhang Xing felt his arm numb and felt very uncomfortable.

The demon wolf did not attack as before, but stretched its limbs, raised its huge head and opened its mouth to the sky.

"Ah... Woo!"

The long and creepy wolf howl spread throughout the night sky and reached the ears of the villagers.

They couldn't help but shudder, and felt an infinite sense of horror in their hearts, and goose bumps all over their bodies.

The extremely tense atmosphere surrounded everyone's heart.

Even Zhang Xing was no exception. He felt that the demon wolf was brewing something, and a particularly dangerous consciousness made him ready for defense.

Suddenly, the demon wolf's eyes emitted a strange red light, and its bloody mouth opened, and a stream of energy spurted out.

"Child, hide quickly, it's a wind blade! This is the magic beast..."

The village chief stopped talking before he finished.

He opened his mouth and looked at Zhang Xing stupidly.

"No! This is impossible!"

"How can a six-year-old child spit fire?"

"Is Zhang Xing also a demon beast?"

"No, Zhang Xing's seems to be magic!"

Thinking of this, the village chief's brain banged, and his body sat down on the ground uncontrollably.

"This child is actually the most distinguished magician on the continent!"

"Oh my God! A six-year-old magician..."

When the village chief was young, he followed his elders to a larger city and had the honor of meeting a distinguished junior magician.

He saw the junior magician in a silver-gray magic robe chanting a spell at the ceremony of selecting students, and then shook his hands, and a fist-sized fireball ignited the charcoal in the brazier.

The wind blade of the magic wolf is recorded in the hunting manual preserved in the village.

None of the villagers noticed the village chief who fell to the ground in shock. They were all stunned by the scene in front of them.

"Puff!"

The wind blade and the fireball, no, it should be said that it collided with a small flame, and then disappeared in the air.

The magic wolf was also stunned at this moment, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

However, it is not as intelligent as humans, and it just sprays wind blades blindly.

The second-level magic wolf spits out wind blades, which is exactly the same as Zhang Xing's current intermediate warrior and primary magician level.

Although the physical strength is still a little bit worse, Zhang Xing is obviously better in the power of magic.

After a few flames went out, the wind blades of the magic wolf gradually failed.

Zhang Xing's confidence soared, the little black dragon's fire-breathing talent is my talent.

Is a dragon not as good as a wolf!

There is no need for Zhang Xing to deliberately operate the meditation technique. When he uses the fire-breathing technique, the fire magic elements in the air rush towards his body crazily.

The magic wolf is weak, the magic power is not strong, the defeat is already revealed, and the retreat is obvious.

Just as the magic wolf turned around and tried to escape, Zhang Xing rushed out and swung his fist quickly, and at the same time, the flames jumped onto the magic wolf before him.

Suddenly, the flames turned into a flame, covering the magic wolf's calf-sized body.

"Ah!"

The magic wolf felt pain and rolled on the ground, trying to put out the flames on its body.

At this time, Zhang Xing's fist arrived.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The magic wolf wailed, and at this moment, it completely lost its arrogant prestige just now. Like a stray dog, it struggled to get up and fled desperately.

The magic flames burned more and more vigorously, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt hair and the aroma of barbecue.

At this time, the villagers were excited, sweeping away the decadent despair and deep worry for Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing chased the magic wolf all the way to a place more than ten miles outside the village, surrounded by a barren mountain.

"Heibao, come out and stretch your muscles!"