The boy didn't know how to react to the raging fire.
However, all Fire Crow Clan's clansmen were born with a special ability to get close to fire. The boy cursed and slapped his own body. Wherever his hands touched, the fire would disappear, leaving only wisps of black smoke.
Ji Hao proudly looked at the boy's bald head and yelled: "Ha! You can't even stand a fire! What gives you the right to talk nonsense here? Who gave you the courage to yell here?! "
Ji Xia glanced at Ji Hao with satisfaction, crossed his arms in front of his chest and didn't say a word.
Sitting beside the bonfire, a few old men, who looked the oldest and most haggard, nodded and laughed.
Among the group of burly men sitting opposite Ji Xia, a man who was almost as tall as Ji Xia stood up. He was born with a well-proportioned body, and didn't have the bulging muscles of other big men. His skin was white and tender, he didn't look like a tribesman who lived in the Southern Wasteland jungle at all. His long hair was tied into a big braid with three jade rings on his back, and his slender eyes were shining brightly.
"Wu, don't embarrass our family." The man's voice was gentle and calm, with a sense of coldness.
The boy, whose hair and eyebrows were burned off, let out a growl, took a big step forward, and threw a punch towards Ji Hao's face. While punching, the boy yelled: "Bastard, who only dares to attack from behind, I am Ji Wu, the son of the powerful Ji Shu!"
A strong gust of wind blew against Ji Hao's face. Ji Hao's long hair was pulled back by Ji Wu's fist, causing his scalp to hurt.
Ji Hao immediately realized that Ji Wu's punch was at least three times more powerful than his own. It was impossible for him to block Ji Wu's punch with only his physical strength.
Ji Hao locked his hands together and shook his body. His body exploded and turned into seven or eight afterimages, darting in all directions. Ji Wu's punch made thunderous booms in the air, but didn't even touch Ji Hao's shadow.
Ji Hao chanted a spell, and the flames in the bonfire flickered. Tens of arm-thick fire snakes darted out of the bonfire and darted towards Ji Wu.
Ji Xia let out a long breath, looked at the dancing fiery snakes, smiled and said, "My dear grandpas, I have been learning magic from you all these years, it seems that I have made some achievements."
The few old men laughed and proudly nodded. An old man, whose eyes were shining with a green fire, said harshly, "Hao is a good kid, he has a great talent in magic. Perhaps, he will become the first Magus King of our Fire Crow Clan in tens of thousands of years. "
Ji Xia and the few warriors sitting beside him laughed simultaneously, while Ji Shu and Ji Zhuo, who were sitting in front of Ji Xia, frowned simultaneously.
Ji Shu yelled angrily, "Wu! Ji Hao is a legendary genius, you must be careful! "
While yelling, Ji Shu frowned and glanced at the few elderly men who were sitting on the highest seats. These elderly men were the most respected Maguspriests in the Fire Crow Clan. Everyone could see that they were biased towards Ji Hao.
Ji Wu growled in a deep voice. A shield-shaped tattoo on his left arm flickered, and a three-feet in diameter round metal shield darted out of the flame, shielding half of Ji Wu's body behind it. The bronze-colored metal shield was exquisitely crafted, and the surface of the shield was inlaid with exquisite patterns — a tower that pierced through the clouds, and at the top of the tower, there was a vertical blood-red eye floating in the air.
"This shield looks so familiar!" Looking at the exquisite patterns on the surface of the shield, Ji Hao's heart shook.
He subconsciously locked his hands together. Before, he had only used thirty percent of his power to control the fiery snakes, but now, he released all of his power.
Tens of fiery snakes suddenly expanded, swallowed and merged with each other, and within a blink of an eye, three tens of feet long fiery dragons were formed, and bumped against the shield.
Along with a buzzing sound, a cyan light flashed on the shield, and twelve fist-sized twisted spell symbols emerged from the edge of the shield. A three-feet in diameter cyan beam of light darted out from the shield. The three fiery dragons and the cyan beam of light clashed against each other, causing muffled explosions. Ji Wu, who was holding the shield, was slightly trembling, but he didn't step back.
"Haha, are you Ji Hao? The legendary Ji Hao who could talk as soon as he was born, run all over the world after a day, and cast a fire-controlling magic when he was only a month old? " Ji Wu held the shield against the attack of the fiery dragons and yelled, "But how can you be so weak? You're too weak, Ji Hao, you can't even hurt a hair of mine! "
Ji Hao laughed and gave up the control of the three rapidly shrinking fire dragons. He looked at Ji Wu and said with a smile, "Hurt your hair? Do you have any hair for me to hurt? Hey, how does it feel to be bald? "
Ji Wu's eyes turned red. His body suddenly lit up, and a dim fiery aura gushed out from the top of his head.
While laughing, Ji Hao reached out his hand and grabbed the wall on one side of the wooden house. A spear with a handle made of mulberry wood and a spearhead made of flint flew out from the wooden shelf on the wall and steadily fell into Ji Hao's hand.
Growling out, Ji Hao gripped the long spear with both of his hands and spun it for a few times. A scorching hot stream of power surged into the spear from his palms. A series of over ten ancient styled spell symbols lit up on the long spear, while a zhang long flame spurted out from the three-feet-long spear head, which was made from flint.
Ji Hao shook the spear and smashed it against Ji Wu's shield. The fiery light was like waves, and the spear was like a dragon. Ji Hao smashed the shield more than a hundred times. The spear and the shield collided violently, and the cyan cold light and the red fiery light clashed against each other, making ear-piercing noises.
After smashing the spear for more than a hundred times, Ji Hao took a deep breath and pushed the shield. The three fiery dragons completely collapsed, and a powerful force gushed out from the shield. Ji Hao felt that his hands were greatly shaken, and he couldn't block the force with his physical strength.
The spear was knocked away by the great force, and Ji Hao staggered back.
Without saying anything, Ji Wu waved his right arm. The axe tattoo on his right forearm lit up and a black metal axe swooshed out. Ji Wu raised the axe and chopped towards Ji Hao's head mercilessly.
Ji Hao looked at Ji Wu's fierce eyes and felt a strong murderous intent. Did this guy really want to take this opportunity to kill him?
Ji Hao flicked his fingers and made a series of hand seals, and then disappeared. A whirlwind appeared behind Ji Wu, and Ji Hao walked out of the whirlwind. He caught the falling spear and smashed it on Ji Wu's back with all his strength.
With a crisp sound, the spear sent Ji Wu flying hundreds of meters away. Ji Wu's head hit the wall of the wooden house, and dozens of weapons fell from the wooden shelves and hit his head.
Ji Hao used all his strength in this attack, and the mist-like Yuan Dan in between his eyebrows was beating violently, and all of his power surged out.
The extremely soft heat penetrated Ji Wu's strong bones and muscles, and penetrated into his internal organs, violently shaking them. Ji Wu felt like a bomb had exploded in his chest. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, which quickly turned into a ball of flame and burned on the ground.
Ji Wu was like a bear that had been kicked in the butt. He stood up with blood on the corner of his mouth, and was about to continue his attack with his axe.
"That's enough!" Ji Xia stood up and shouted, "Enough! This is a place for tribe meetings, not for you brats to fight. "
Ji Shu snorted and said in a soft voice, "Brother Ji Xia, why don't we let them fight? The two of us will fight for the position of the chief warrior of the tribe. Our children will just be a source of entertainment for the other tribesmen to watch! "
Ji Xia took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Let's do it according to the rules left by our ancestors. In half a month, we'll decide everything with our fists. "
Ji Wu's face blushed with shame. He threw his shield and axe on the ground, pointed his finger at Ji Hao and yelled, "Ji Hao, do you dare to fight against me in the ancestral worshipping ceremony like a real man? Do you? If you lose, you'll have to be a coward for the rest of your life! "
Ji Hao snorted, raised his right hand and slowly moved it across his neck, accepting Ji Wu's challenge.
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