The majestic roar was full of energy, like a muffled thunder on the ground, which shook people's ears and even gave people a feeling of shaking on both sides.

And Krezer suffered the most, because the angry shout just now came from Elder Bobosa beside him.

At this moment, Elder Bobosha was holding the silver spear that no one could shake, and the tail of the spear was deeply sunk into the ground, a deep pit the size of a sea bowl, which clearly showed how great the power was just now, and the real reason for the shaking of the earth was precisely from this.

"How long are you two old guys going to hide?, get out of here!" The sharp gaze swept over the two facing fellows, and Elder Bobosha turned his gaze to the walls on either side, the silver spear in his hand passing one by one.

With this move of Elder Bobosha, the walls on both sides were crowded with people, and the crowd of onlookers avoided one after another, and two elderly orcs and old elves appeared on the walls on both sides.

"Don't be so stingy!Bobosha, let the young man try it!" The old orc at the head of the wall squinted his eyes and looked at the former with a smile on his face, as if he hadn't seen Elder Bobosha's anger. "Or are you afraid that my people will be able to lift this spear?"

"Oh, Bobosa, let the young man try his hand! Try it, and you won't miss a sip of wine!" The old elf on the other side of the wall did the same, but his words were more tactful. "Give him a chance! Let him know what it means to be high and thick!"

"Hmph, you two old fellows are talking lightly, don't you see how much a few of us have paid for this weapon?

"Old fox, rabbit ears, you two didn't ask us, and you allowed the two juniors to break in, isn't it too much to ignore the four of us old guys?" At this time, Elder Jin Pi, who had never spoken, suddenly spoke, and the domineering in his words was unmistakable. "Would you like to come down and have a conversation?"

Hehehe!

Scare!

Two completely different laughter sounded on the walls on both sides, and in the midst of Jin Li's questioning, both of them tacitly chose to be silent.

The two elders who turned around and saw the wall chose to be silent, and the two people in the confrontation also retreated, looking at the silver spear in Elder Bobosha's hand with reluctance, and their reluctance was undoubted.

"Wait, now that the lower parts have come down, I think it's okay!" Just as the two of them were unwilling to leave, Elder Jin Pi stopped them again. "How about a gamble?"

"A gamble?" the old elf at the head of the wall raised his eyebrows, as if he was very interested in the suggestion.

The old orc on the other side of the wall did not speak, but judging from his expression, he was also very interested.

"How's that, old fox, rabbit ears!"

"Bet!" replied the old orc, who seemed to be more impatient than the old elf.

"Simpler, Priss crocodile's teeth or a frightening bird's beak!" Elder Golden Thunderbolt said the bet as he looked up at the old orc, then turned to look at the wall on the other side and spoke. "A barrel of silver agave!"

"Huh, it's that simple?" the old elf raised an eyebrow.

"Hehe, old blacksmith, what the hell are you thinking, tell me straight!" the old orc squinted at the former.

"Hehe, we won't trade this weapon, because its owner belongs only to this young man. Elder Jin Pi said with a smile, reaching out and patting Kratzer beside him. "I can give these two young men a chance, whoever can lift this spear can get my chance to make a shot!"

"Is this true?" This time the old orc took the lead in becoming uncalm, and couldn't help but look straight.

"Of course, I'm talking!" Elder Golden Thunderbolt seemed to have anticipated the old orc's reaction, and stretched out his hand to point at the young men of the two clans facing each other. "You have to seize this opportunity, you won't be so lucky next time!"

"Buckard, let it go!" After listening to Elder Golden Thunderbolt's words, the old orc took a deep breath and said to the young orc.

The old elf, on the other hand, had nothing, just frowned, as if thinking about something.

It's no wonder, after all, the area where the orcs live is relatively harsh, and all kinds of resources and minerals are naturally relatively barren, and occasionally precious ores appear, all of which are cherished and collected, just waiting for a suitable opportunity to take them out.

Dwarves, as masters of weapon casting in the famous continent, are naturally the first choice for orcs, but due to various historical factors, dwarves have a higher dislike for orcs than humans, so it is difficult to get a work from a dwarf master.

But I didn't expect tonight's unintentional move to get such a promise, how could this not make the old orc's heart excited, and even this matter was comparable to several tasks on this trip.

The young orc, who also heard Elder Golden Thunderbolt's promise, immediately grinned excitedly, although he couldn't get this silver spear, but he could get a promise from the dwarf master, and it was not in vain for him to take a risk.

Glancing excitedly at the male elf in front of him, the young orc did not hesitate, took a step, and walked straight to the weapon rack, at this time the silver spear had been replaced on it by Elder Bobosha.

Glancing at Krazer proudly, the young orc opened his arms, his fingers wide, and he shook it violently, and the sound of crisp bones crackling was as dense as firecrackers.

Immediately after squatting, leg pressing, jumping on the spot, etc., etc., after a simple warm-up, the young orc stood firmly in front of the weapon rack, his hands slowly resting on the spear, and his knees were slightly bent.

Witnessing this scene, everyone held their breath, some hoped for a miracle, others hoped that it would fail, and the vast majority of those present were those who thought this way, because his identity was orcs, a race that the world hated but could not ignore like goblins.

Unlike the weak goblins, the orcs possess one of the strongest physiques in Montimos, and their belligerence is comparable to that of the barbarians, who are known as 'they would rather die in battle than die of old age', and their strong force is the guarantee of their famous continent.

Under the condition of relative equality, an ordinary orc warrior is enough to be worthy of three well-armed human warriors, and only dwarves and barbarians can wrestle with them one-on-one, and the height of dwarves usually becomes the source of their defeat, so on this continent, only the barbarians who can wrestle head-on with orcs and not fall behind are the barbarians who also advocate strength.

It is precisely because of this that the orcs are extremely confident in their own strength, so the young orcs broke in with confidence, because in his opinion, the strength of these dwarves cannot be compared to his own at all, since the strength of the other party can shake the weapon rack, then he can definitely lift it.

Holding the spear body tightly with both hands, feeling the cold touch, the delicate lines, the young orc's heart fluttered, at this time there was only one thought in his mind, he must be raised, as long as he succeeded, he could have his own weapon, this is something he has dreamed of since childhood.

I didn't expect that there was a chance to achieve it today, how could this not make him excited, officially because of this, he was not ready to make any reservations, and was ready to use all his strength in one go, he wanted to succeed in one fell swoop.

Holding the spear with both hands, he took a deep breath, and the young orc let out a beast-like roar, and then the whole person changed, the exposed limbs quickly grew dense hair, the nails turned into sharp claws, the already tall and burly body was raised again, the canine teeth in the mouth suddenly elongated, and the whole person looked as formidable as an upright male lion.

Seeing this scene, Krazier's heart couldn't help but tremble, and he was naturally knowledgeable that this was the innate ability of the orc clan, beastification! an ability comparable to the barbarian's madness, an enviable talent, enough to increase his strength several times.

Exclamations rang out, and it was obvious that this move of the young orc was beyond the surprise of most people, and he actually carried out beast transformation at the beginning, which showed his importance and determination in this matter.

Seeing this scene, those who did not want to see its success from the bottom of their hearts couldn't help but shudder, obviously they all knew what it meant, which meant that the chances of the young orc's success in the grab were greatly increased.

Looking at the young orc, whose appearance had changed drastically, the onlookers involuntarily grew their mouths and watched his every move, for fear of missing a single bit.

Feeling the amazing power surging in his body, the young orc grinned confidently, although the ability of beast transformation can only last for a while, it is enough, as long as the grasp is successful during this time.

Thinking of this, the young orc did not delay any longer, and his hands turned into sharp claws suddenly exerted force, and his bent knees exerted force at the same time, the muscles of his whole body tensed, and an angry cry sounded from his mouth again.

There was a crunch, small click, but it was still clearly heard by those present, the sound of the silver spear separating from the weapon rack.

With a burst of exclamations, the silver spear placed on the weapon rack was actually slowly pulled up by it, but it was only a fist away, and no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't go any further.

"What a nice little fellow, it's just a pity!" Seeing this scene, Elder Jin Pi touched his beard regretfully.

"What an excellent little fellow, I didn't expect that none of the clansmen I brought this time could compare to him, but unfortunately he is destined to become the great enemy of our clan in the future!" Elder Bobosha also spoke, but he was thinking about the future.

Hearing this, Elder Golden Thunderbolt glanced at the latter, but did not answer, but looked at the young orc with an indifferent gaze.

"That's for later, how many more years can we old guys live, you think too much!"

"Hehe!" Hearing this, Elder Bobosha did not speak, but only chuckled in return.

The sound of small conversation buzzed, and everyone turned their heads to each other, pointing at the young orcs from time to time, and some of them gloated and laughed in whispers, apparently they had seen that being able to pull this spear away from the weapon rack was already the limit of the former, that is, no matter how hard he tried, he was doomed.

At this time, the young orc was still unwilling to hold the spear with both hands and refused to give up, even if his burly body had trembled like a sieve at this moment, his face had already risen bright red, and even the green tendons on his forehead were wriggling like small snakes, and he could no longer lift the spear in his hand.

There was a muffled thud! The silver spear came out of its hand and landed heavily on the weapon rack, smashing it into the ground a finger deep.

The scene was silent, except for the young orc, like a bellows, with a heavy gasp of inhalation.

He stared down at his hands in disbelief, trembling like a sieve, feeling nothing but numbness.

Failed! Failed! The young orc had only one thought in his mind, and he failed to seize this rare opportunity and let it slip away in his hands.

Looking blankly at the silver spear on the weapon rack in front of him, the young orc suddenly looked up at Elder Golden Thunderbolt and pleaded.

"Respected Elder, please give me another chance, just once, I will definitely be able to lift it!"

Glancing at the young orc, who had completely lost his arrogance, Elder Golden Thunderbolt did not speak, but turned his gaze to the old orc above the wall.

"That's enough, Buckd, come back! you can't lift that spear!" said the old orc without hesitation.

"But, Elder—" The young orc looked at the old orc unwillingly, but he was only halfway through his sentence when he was interrupted by the latter.

"Come back!" the old orc's words were full of regret.

In the words of the old orc, the young orc hung his head gloomily, reluctantly glanced at the silver spear placed on the weapon rack, and slowly moved back to the wall that belonged to his side, but did not jump back, standing in the corner of the wall in a daze, looking at the figure who was already standing in front of the weapon rack for a long time.

Compared to the burly orcs, the male elves were much less discolored, with no fat on their well-proportioned and slender bodies, and the two elves were old acquaintances of Krazer, the ruffian elf Rodley and his sister Elida.

Looking at Kraser's puzzled face, the ruffian elf Rodley suddenly grinned, stretched out his hand and pointed to the wall on the other side, looking in the direction of his finger, Kraser saw a petite figure trying to stand firm.

"Big brother, you have to come on!"

After seeing his gaze, the petite figure suddenly stood on the wall excitedly and cheered loudly, and the sincere childish voice came clearly, cheering for Krezer.

Hearing this distant child's voice, the ruffian elf Rodley, who had already put his hands on the spear, suddenly staggered, he didn't expect that the elf on the wall was actually cheering for Krazer instead of him, which couldn't help but make him a little angry.

But at this time, he couldn't care about these things, because he wanted to succeed in the grab, because he also wanted to seize this rare opportunity, and the dwarven master's promise was not something that could be obtained casually.