Fire control!

Go hunting out of town!

These are the two big things that Zhang Li will do next. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the blink of an eye, five days passed, and Zhang Li also controlled a little bit of the change in flames, and also controlled an ordinary spell - the fireball technique!

"Snort~!"

In the middle of the flip, a red fireball the size of a ping-pong ball appeared in the palm of Zhang Li's right hand, and Zhang Li also showed a satisfied smile: "I finally figured out a little use." ”

"Whew~!"

Flipping his hands, Zhang Li put away the small fireball, glanced at the empty dormitory, Zhang Li stood up, walked to the window, looked at the morning sun in the sky, and smiled: "New day... Here we go!"

"Di~!"

Zhang Li walked out of the dormitory, ding, walked into the elevator, got off the elevator, walked out of the gate of Zilin Academy, and walked towards Jinsong Noodle Restaurant.

Jinsong Noodle Restaurant.

Boss Hu saw Zhang Li from a distance, and said in surprise: "Shout, Xiao Li, you haven't been here for many days, how are you, your injuries are healing?"

Zhang Li walked into Jinsong Noodle Restaurant, looked at Boss Hu, and responded, "Yes, just right." Three bowls of noodles. ”

"Haha, okay. Boss Hu smiled, and soon the steaming Jinsong noodles were placed in front of Zhang Li, and asked, "Looking at your complexion, you should have grown, right?"

"Well, it's okay. ”

"That's good. By the way, Boss Song, you don't have to go for the time being. ”

"Oh?"

"Song Yuanqing's little guy is very competitive, and he has been accepted by a senior of the Song family. ”

"Oh?" Zhang Li looked up at Boss Hu and said in surprise, "Luck is so good? Is that senior an acquired martial artist or an innate martial artist?"

"Innate Martial Master!"

"Huh?" Zhang Li glared, "I'm having fun, this luck is too against the sky, Innate Martial Master~!When will I be able to break through to the Innate Martial Master!"

"Heh, it's not a small tone!" Boss Hu shook his head and smiled, "You better find a way to join the crow hunting group first." By the way, the assessment of the preparatory members of the Crow Hunting Group is not so simple, you should be careful. ”

Zhang Li nodded solemnly: "Well, I know." ”

After eating, Zhang Li stood up and said, "Boss Hu, I'll go to the Wuhua Martial Arts Hall first." ”

"Well, go ahead. ”

"Well, let's go. While speaking, Zhang Li walked out of Jinsong Noodle Restaurant.

"Zhang Li?" Boss Hu squinted his eyes and stared at Zhang Li's back, "The heat on his body is gone, it's a little strange! Iron Fist Hunting Group?" A hint of murderous intent flashed in Boss Hu's eyes: "You guys are still ghosted!"

Shaking his head, Boss Hu no longer paid attention to the members of the Iron Fist Hunting Group who followed Zhang Li in the tail truck; in Boss Hu's opinion, those few martial artists were not Zhang Li's opponents, so let Zhang Li solve it himself.

Walking into a corner street, Zhang Li's footsteps stopped abruptly, turned his head and glanced behind him, and said indifferently: "Come out." ”

"Stomp~!"

Two young men walked out with a smile, one of them was a yellow-haired young man with a fruit knife in his hand, he stared at Zhang Li gloomily, and said with a smile: "Zhang Li? stinky boy, you are making our brothers wait!"

Another black-haired young man was playing with a black dagger in his hand, and he said coldly: "Boy, you are not small, you dare to kill the people of our Iron Fist Hunting Group, you can't find death!"

Iron Fist Hunting Regiment?

Zhang Li's face sank: "Sure enough, it's you! Why, you also want to kill me?"

The yellow-haired young man sneered: "Stinky boy, you have made a big deal, do you know? You killed someone who shouldn't be killed, you are doomed! Don't worry, I will give you a good time, it won't be very painful." ”

"Heh, I don't want to provoke the tiger wolf people, but the tiger wolf people come to provoke me!" Zhang Li slowly put on the red blood gloves, glanced at the two young men, and said in a somewhat cold voice, "I rarely kill people, but it doesn't mean that I don't kill people!"

"Heh, what, you still want to kill our brothers?" said the yellow-haired young man disdainfully.

"Okay, less nonsense, do you kill it, or do I kill it?"

"I'll do it. The yellow-haired young man walked towards Zhang Li with contempt, "Stinky boy, Lao Tzu is an eighth-level martial artist, kill you, and I still feel dirty with my hands, you can commit suicide." ”

Suicide?

Zhang Li's eyes flashed with fire, his hands clicked into fists, the blood in his body flowed, Zhang Li felt that his blood was boiling, and the flames in his body were even more restless, and there was a tendency to break out of the body.

The yellow-haired young man looked at Zhang Li, who was about to give it a go, and smiled contemptuously: "Shout, stinky boy, do you still want to resist?"

"Huh~!"

The yellow-haired young man's figure suddenly flashed, and the fruit knife in his hand was as fast as lightning, trying to cut through Zhang Li's neck, but Zhang Li's feet changed, dodging the fruit knife, and then his right fist erupted like a volcano - boom!

"Bang~!"

The red blood gloves were as red as fire, and the strength of seven hundred catties hit the yellow-haired young man's back firmly, and with a bang, the yellow-haired young man flew out directly and fell heavily on the ground.

"Bang Bang~!"

The yellow-haired young man turned over and jumped up, glaring at Zhang Li angrily, and just wanted to make a move, but he felt that a flame was rampage in his body, as if it was about to explode: "What?"

"Boom~!"

The yellow-haired youth's abdomen exploded.

"You~!"

"Puff~!"

The yellow-haired youth's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground in disbelief, unable to breathe.

"Hiss~!" The black-haired young man who was originally watching the show immediately widened his eyes, stared at his companion who fell to the ground in disbelief, and turned his head with difficulty to look at the indifferent young man who was walking towards him step by step, "Gollum~!"

One move!

With just one move, a companion with the same strength as himself was killed lightly, is this guy really just a fifth-level martial artist?

"Gollum~!" The black-haired young man's limbs trembled a little, he stared at Zhang Li, and forced himself to calm down, "Zhang Li, right?

Zhang Li smiled coldly and said, "Heh, you are the enemy of your Iron Fist Hunting Group?" Hmph, it seems that you are mistaken, it is your Iron Fist Hunting Group that is the enemy of me!"

The black-haired young man held the black dagger in his hand tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Stinky boy, there will be a date later!" Before he finished speaking, the black-haired young man turned around and ran.

"Run?"

"Huh~!"

Zhang Li's figure flashed, like a firelight, and appeared in front of the black-haired young man like lightning, and said indifferently: "Run?

"You!"

"You!"

"How could you?"

"Wow~!"

The black-haired young man grunted, staring at Zhang Li step by step back, the cold sweat of the bean was dripping, he never dreamed that Zhang Li's speed could be so fast, too fast!

"Rank 8 Martial Apprentice?"

"Yes, I'm an eighth-level martial artist, you can't kill me! If you kill me, our Iron Fist Hunting Group won't let you go!"

"If I let you go, will the Iron Fist hunting group let me go?"

"I ........"

"Boom~!"

Zhang Li didn't talk nonsense anymore, and rushed out directly with a punch, and with a bang, the black dagger of the black-haired young man blocked Zhang Li's fist, and Zhang Li was stunned and said, "Ha, it's a little strong!"

The black-haired young man felt the power of the black dagger, breathed a sigh of relief, regained his composure, and said gloomily: "Seven hundred catties of strength, seventh-level martial apprentice?"

Seventh-level martial apprentice?

Yes, in the eyes of the black-haired youth, Zhang Li was already a seventh-level martial artist.

Zhang Li sneered, his right fist suddenly turned into a sharp claw, grabbed the black dagger tightly, and struck with his left fist; the black-haired young man's eyes narrowed, and he sneered: "Look for death!"

"Bang~!"

The black-haired young man tried to pull out the black dagger with all his might, but he didn't move, but Zhang Li's fist had already reached his abdomen, and a flash of fire rushed into the black-haired young man's body, and the black-haired young man's eyes suddenly widened: "Ah, no!"

"Boom~!"

The belly of a brunette youth... Exploded!

"Xiu Xiu~!"

Two flames fell on the black-haired youth and the yellow-haired youth one after the other, and in a sneer, two black marks were left on the ground, and other than that, there was nothing.

After solving them, Zhang Li's eyes became more and more gloomy: "Kill me, hmph, Iron Fist Hunting Group, wait, see who can have the last laugh!"

"Hmph!" Zhang Li snorted coldly, turned around and continued to walk towards the Wuhua Martial Arts Pavilion, because today was the day of registration, and Cao Jiaying was still waiting for him to participate in the assessment of the Black Crow Hunting Group.

Soon, the Wuhua Martial Arts Pavilion was in front of him, Zhang Li slowly took off the red blood gloves, squinted his eyes, and muttered: "Black Crow Hunting Group, Iron Fist Hunting Group, Heh, this is just the beginning, let's see!"

"Stomp~!"

Zhang Li walked into the Wuhua Martial Arts Hall.