Little Sword Marquis (2/3)

Zhou Heng clenched his right fist and charged at the massive flaming beast. His punch whipped up a fierce gale, as though it could tear the air apart! Boom! But when his fist struck the flaming beast, Zhou Heng immediately sensed something was wrong—the creature's body had no substance at all, and his punch had passed straight through empty air! At that moment, the flaming beast's palm also came crashing down, seething with scorching flames. Clearly, the beast had realized Zhou Heng was not easy prey, so it did not try to seize him and toss him straight into its mouth; doing so would force it to solidify again! Zhou Heng threw another punch with his left fist, activating the minor attack rune. Yet he condensed only ten shattered runes, afraid that one punch might kill the beast outright! Bang! This time, turning into flames was useless to the beast—it was blasted backward by the punch and smashed heavily into the mountainside. A hole had appeared in its body, a bizarre spot where no flames surged. Zhou Heng had been careless at first and was also scorched black by the blaze. His entire upper body had been burned charred, and there was even a faint smell of roasted meat. But with a turn of the minor healing rune, his injuries immediately healed. Only his burned clothes could not be restored. "Awoo—" The flaming beast threw back its head and roared. After taking a great gulp, countless flames were drawn into its mouth. Flames immediately danced wildly over its body, and the hole in its lower abdomen was swiftly filled with fire. In just a few blinks, it had recovered from its injuries. It roared at Zhou Heng again, but did not dare provoke him lightly. That previous strike had taught