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Zhang Fan stared nervously around, his ears moved to collect the sound signals around him, his hair exploded, accepting all the wind and grass, his legs were slightly bent, ready to move at any time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly, the grass behind the right shook slightly, and a little dust was raised, and Zhang Fan immediately rolled to the opposite place. A white shadow flashed against Zhang Fan's scalp.

Hair falls, and if you look carefully enough, you'll see that all broken hairs are the same length......

Zhang Fan immediately bounced up from the ground, and a trace of blood slipped down his forehead, because the speed was too fast, and the wind pressure cut his scalp. Zhang Fan didn't dare to move at all, easily wiped the blood, and continued to focus on the surroundings, beware of the next attack.

And Xiao Leng on the side no longer continued to eat ice leisurely, and stood quietly not far away, keeping his vigilance.

The fierce reputation of the frost wolf is too ruthless, it is a taboo-like existence, it can really be described as a forbidden beast and a child's forbidden cry. There are many terrifying legends of frost wolf fighting in the world, the key is that Xiao Leng has also fought with this creature, and knows that those legends are not false, and its power is definitely beyond the legends.

The strongest thing about this creature is its unparalleled speed and agility, which is also where Xiao Leng takes a fancy to it, which is suitable for training Zhang Fan's control ability, but this is not to say that its attack ability is not worth mentioning, on the contrary, its attack ability has become more aggressive and changeable with that terrifying speed.

Although this is a young beast, less than one percent of the legendary power, it is also not to be underestimated, its sharp claws are enough to easily shred a 10cm steel plate. So Xiao Leng didn't dare to relax his vigilance at all, but he promised to spend the night and protect Zhang Fanquan.

At the beginning, when this little beast was released, Xiao Leng was also taking a risk, he wanted to see where Zhang Fan's limit was, and how long could he hold on to such a fierce attack?

Xiao Leng didn't think that Zhang Fan would be able to defeat this little beast, you can't expect the goat to bite the young dragon to death. So Xiao Leng is ready to rescue at any time, in this case, every dodge is a breakthrough, a growth, this kind of training to survive in the dead is so remarkable, but at the same time it is extremely dangerous, so Xiao Leng always keeps Zhang Fan within the scope of his rescue, in case of an accident, so that he can rescue as soon as possible.

At this time, Zhang Fan didn't have time to observe Xiao Leng's reaction at all, he put all his energy on perceiving the environment.

Another wind struck, Zhang Fan's right foot stepped the ground, and his body moved half a meter to the left, but he still couldn't avoid the consequences of the tears on his chest and the collapse of his skin. There was a deep claw scar on his chest, and blood was spilling out.

Zhang Fan didn't have time to feel the pain, his body had not landed in the air, and another wind struck, and he hurriedly rolled into a ball. Dodged the attack to the head, and took a hard blow with his thick shoulder.

Another large piece of flesh was torn off, and the blood flowed even more fiercely. Zhang Fan rolled around on the ground, leaving a trail of blood, and immediately bounced up, his right hand tightly covering his left shoulder, blood seeping out and sliding from his fingers. hurt the arteries and blood vessels, this will, I'm afraid the bleeding can't be stopped, Zhang Fan smiled bitterly in his heart, it seems that this little guy is treating me as a toy.

The snow-white little guy was not in a hurry at all, it showed its figure from the grass, there was still a piece of flesh hanging on its right paw, its little tongue was licking without a mouthful, and its eyes were still looking at Zhang Fan with interest. A cat teasing a mouse.

Obviously, Zhang Fan is this mouse, but he has no choice, he can't fight, he can't fight, he can't run, he can only keep being played, he can only beg that he is not so impatient, so that he can live a little longer, waiting for a miracle.

The little thing was very satisfied with Zhang Fan's reaction now, threw the minced meat between his claws into the air, raised his neck and waited for it to fall. Zhang Fan's attention was unconsciously diverted by the piece of minced meat, and at this moment, the wind rose again, and the surprise attack came.

Zhang Fan once again narrowly escaped the key point at the price of a piece of flesh and blood.

The little thing returned to its place again, borrowed the falling minced meat, swallowed it in one gulp, and added new flesh and blood to its right paw. It stared at Zhang Fan gracefully, like a tyrannical monarch staring at his oppressed and exploited subjects.

This time, he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and his attention was completely concentrated......

Xiao Leng stared nervously at the situation in the field, always calculating the strength comparison between the two sides, and Zhang Fan's possible limits, constantly updating his rescue plan.

To be honest, Zhang Fan's performance has exceeded his imagination, he thought that Zhang Fan would be defeated if he couldn't last three rounds, but now it has been more than ten rounds, although Zhang Fan is embarrassed and bloody. But I'm still trying to persevere.

Xiao Leng counted silently in his heart, fifteen rounds, sixteen rounds...... Zhang Fan began to gasp for air. There was still a lot of blood, and it was expected to be over in five more rounds at most. Xiao Leng rolled up his sleeves...... In the twentieth round, Zhang Fan's face began to turn pale, his vision began to blur, and his body was already shaking slightly. Reached the limit? It's time to make a move. Xiao Leng had already pinched up the law and was ready to do it.

But suddenly he stopped, because he saw Zhang Fan's eyes, unbroken, unyielding, unyielding, and unconvinced. Like a moth to a fire, like a seedling growing out of a crack in a stone, like an Atlas that carries the earth, facing the eternal burning fire, facing the hard stone wall, facing the burden of crushing everything, although it is a certain defeat, he still goes alone, because he does not admit defeat in his soul.

His soul shot out full of fighting spirit through his eyes, and Xiao Leng was so scorched that he put down the hand that was holding the law duel.

It was only at this moment that Xiao Leng finally decided that this man was the real demon king, the demon king who had ascended to the sky alone, fought alone, fought three armies alone, and decided the world with one punch, and the man he had followed and was about to catch up. It's him, it's him, he's back, and the look won't be wrong!

He was too familiar with this look, because of it, he believed in miracles.

So he put his hand down, and he wanted to see how far he could go.

The wind struck again, Zhang Fan's body shook, his footsteps floated, and his eyes turned black for a while, but his slightly open pores still issued a danger warning. I can't use my strength physically, but it's enough to be able to stand. He twisted his body to the left, missed the attack, and another stream of blood spilled, adding a new touch of red to his already tattered, bloodstained clothes.

But at least he's still standing......

Rounds 32 and 33......

Zhang Fan's movements became more and more sluggish, blood stained his clothes over and over again, his face became more and more pale and dull, and his vision became more and more blurred...... But his eyes were getting brighter and brighter......

Round 45......

The little thing finally stopped again, and its paws were still blood-red, but no longer fresh flesh, but freshly knotted blood scabs. It sniffed with a shrug of its little nose, then shook it off in disgust. There was boredom in his eyes.

It's time to put an end to it, this prey can no longer arouse its interest. It looked at Zhang Fan again, its hind legs bent slightly, ready for the final blow......

It's time to finish, you've done well enough, Xiao Leng took a step forward, and quietly rushed behind the Frost Fighting Wolf......

It's time to wrap up......

The hind feet of the Frost Wolf Cub were already off the ground, and Xiao Leng was faster, and his hand had already touched the snow-white fur of the Cub. At this moment, Xiao Leng caught a glimpse of Zhang Fan out of the corner of his eyes, and he ...... Laughing......

After a stunned effort, the Frost Fighting Wolf had already sensed Xiao Leng's existence, and immediately accelerated in the air twice, stepping out of a circle of air explosion rings, leaving Xiao Leng behind.

The speed was too fast, Xiao Leng couldn't react, is this the true strength of the Frost Wolf Cub? It's always hiding its strength, it's really a cunning guy.

Damn, Xiao Leng immediately picked up his speed, but he still opened up some distance from the young beast, and this distance was enough for it to carry out the final blow.

Zhang Fan still smirked, his pale face pulled an unnatural arc, he didn't dodge or dodge, he stood there straight.

"Hide!" Xiao Leng shouted. However, the speed of the young beast is faster than the sound, and this is also an acceleration of its self-breakthrough, and the intensity of this attack must be unprecedented, no one can dodge it, and it firmly believes this.