"Phew" Mograini repelled Carl again, looked at Carl who was about to rush up again, and hurriedly shouted.

"Stop—"

Karl Yiyan stopped and looked at him suspiciously, I finally felt it, uncle, what are you going to do?

Mograini waved his hand,

"I have a general understanding of your situation, and it is easy to think about how to teach you, and let them practice with you first."

"Okay." Carl nodded, looking at the three of them. I didn't notice that Mograini's hands holding the sword were already trembling, and bean-sized sweat was pouring out of his body. Mograine pretended to be proud and looked at Da Suohan, who was carrying a sledgehammer and stepped forward excitedly, and couldn't stop complaining: This kid is really a pervert, he can't be the incarnation of a dragon, how much strength, as well as accurate vision and perverted physical fitness, and if he fights again, he will be tired and tired, haha, Da Sohan, you violent guy, usually smug yourself with great strength, ask for more blessings.

In fact, just as Mograini guessed, after being "ravaged" by Mograini for half an hour, Karl had basically used the skills he practiced freely, and also stole a few tricks by the way, so the last few minutes were completely Carl's attack and Mograini was defending, which was also the reason for Mograini's rapid loss of physical strength. It's a pity that the three guys are arguing about the order of appearance, and they didn't see this scene on the field at all, otherwise I'm afraid the three of them are not arguing about the next appearance, but the last appearance.

"Little ghost, do you still have the strength?" Da Sohan carried a hammer and raised his chin to Karl.

"Old fellow, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on—" Karl, who was desperate to break through, didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and kicked hard, and the ancient tree predator brought a gust of wind and slashed towards Dasuohan.

Da Sohan was taken aback by Carl's speed, damn it, does this guy have a mage's flash? Why did he get to the front all of a sudden, and quickly picked up the hammer to block it.

"Boom-" A large cloud of dust was smashed on the ground, and the three people watching the battle were completely stunned, Da Sohan, this guy who is known as the first warrior and the first strong man in Stratholme, his weapon was actually smashed out of his hands

"Cough~cough" Da Sohan waved the smoke and dust that shrouded him, and his head was still a little unable to turn, what happened? What about my sledgehammer, well, how did it fall to the ground.

Damn, I was actually smashed by this little ghost. Da Sohan looked incredulous, rubbed his face vigorously, and then looked at the hammer on the ground, and finally accepted the fact.

"You, You"

Karl carried the axe, crossed his waist with the other hand, raised his chin and laughed like Dasohan had done before, and then said.

"Well, old fellow, this strength is okay."

Da Sohan's face was flushed when he heard this, and Mograini on the sidelines was happy, fortunately he was smart and retreated quickly when he saw the opportunity, otherwise he should have been the one who was about to suffocate his internal injuries.

"I'm careless, little ghost, don't be complacent." Da Sohan was cheeky enough to pick up the hammer on the ground, "Now is the real beginning, let me tell you what a real warrior looks like." ”

After saying that, they rushed over, and the three of Ferding turned their faces from the side, with an expression of not knowing this guy.

In any case, Dassolhan's Warhammer is worthy of his title as the First Warrior, and the hammer is in the hands of Dasuohan, and although Karl has learned a lot from Mograini, Daselhan's warhammer attack is very different from Mograini's. Although Mograini also uses two-handed weapons, the two-handed sword in his hand is like an antelope hanging horns, and the subtle tricks make it difficult for Carl to parry, and he can barely support it by relying on the strength of his body, until he is familiar with his tricks and gradually begins to reverse.

And Da Sohan uses the war hammer to open and close, the attack is continuous, anyway, it is constantly smashing, slashing, without any breath, not only fast, but also powerful, if it is an ordinary person who can't resist at all, it's a pity that he is destined to tragedy today, and he meets Carl, a pervert who has more strength and speed than him. Dassault smashed, Carl blocked, Dassault Han slashed, Carl still blocked.

So a funny scene appeared in front of Ferdin, only to see the two of them smashing one block at a time, going back and forth around the training ground.

Both of them are stubborn tempers, Da Sohan is unwilling to lose to a little ghost in strength, so he doesn't want to make other moves, and he smashes it hard, so he doesn't believe that he can't overturn you a ghost, and Carl is also angry, but the master has superhuman genes, compare my strength with me, who is afraid of who.

In the midst of the crying and laughing of the three of Ferdin, the two of them smashed for more than an hour, and finally Da Sohan was so tired that he couldn't even lift the war hammer, holding his knees with both hands, gasping for breath, and after a while he raised a hand, pointed at Karl tremblingly, and didn't know what to say for a long time.

Karl was also sweating, and he was also using the axe as a crutch over there, panting with a low snort, and felt Dasohan point at him, raised his head, and straightened his back with a gritted tooth.

"Old fellow, now you know what it means to be young and invincible. Hahaha" After speaking, he staggered and quickly held on to the handle of the axe.

While laughing in his heart, he gave himself thirty-two praises, if Azeroth had an Oscar, how could he win an actor. How could Carl, who has strong physical strength and recovery ability, be tired like this, it is all to take care of Da Sohan's face, he is not a fool with high IQ and low emotional intelligence.

Fording and Danas stepped forward to help the somewhat demobilized Da Sohan, and the two of them believed each other: That guy is a pervert, let's not be abused, hurry up and flash people.

Mograine, who was secretly gloating on the side, saw the intersection of the eyes of the two and woke up, our internal contradictions can be solved internally, and now everyone is unified externally, this little ghost is not a normal person, and the two of them are estimated to be abused goods, so the whole army will be wiped out. Thinking of this, Mograini quickly stepped forward.

"Little ghost, you've been fighting for so long today, we'll be here today and fight again tomorrow, so as not to say that we are bullying you in the wheel war."

Carl saw that Fordin and Danas were almost dragging Da Sohan out, as if a dragon was chasing after him, and immediately understood, looking at Mograine with a "don't take advantage of you" expression, and was about to speak.

Mograini waved his hand.

"That's it, we'll see you tomorrow." Then he turned and walked away without looking back.

Carl despised these guys in his heart, "Actually, I want to say, I invited you to drink, it's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin." ”

After returning to the hotel and taking a shower, he came to the Black Thorn Tavern, which was still hot, and the hostess at the door saw Carl, and welcomed him in with a warm and adoring face, this young master was not only physically strong, but also had a very strong wallet. Carl said that as a traverser, if you don't do it, you will lose the face of the traverser.

Having the waitress take two turns of the wine he hadn't drunk yesterday, Carl sipped through the unique flavors of Azeroth as he gathered news from the conversations of the merchants and adventurers in the bar. What did someone see a black dragon in Alterac, a caravan was attacked by trolls in the Arathi Heights and suffered heavy losses, what Barov patriarch was caught secretly meeting his lover, what teacher and so had a relationship with his students, etc. Karl had to sigh, gossip is eternal, and scandals will always be circulated.

Karl was listening to Azeroth's version of gossip with relish, when suddenly a faint fragrance passed in front of him, and a beautiful figure sat down in front of him.

"This handsome young master, won't you invite me to a drink!" The voice is full of temptation, well, add ten.

"Okay." Carl smiled innocently, two rows of shiny teeth shining in the light.