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"You ......" Lan Wu looked at the humble camp in front of him, speechless for a long time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In front of him was a camp even more modest than the original Rog camp. More than two meters high, on the stone wall, stood a sentry in charge of guarding. The armor on their bodies was in tatters. The only thing that can be called intact is the weapon in hand.

There are few houses in the camp. It is built on the mountain, and a piece of land is enclosed along the mountain. Dilapidated tents, large and small, dotted the camp, which is about the size of three football fields. Some were even able to see the scene inside the tent

The barbarians, who had already risen, were gathering in the only clearing. There was a bonfire burning there, and an iron pot was set up on it, and it was gurgling in it, and I didn't know what was cooking. If he hadn't seen the barbarians, he would have even suspected that this was the camp of the Fallen Demon.

"This is God's punishment for us." Guerrera's gaze swept over the pitiful camp, her expression indifferent, not at all concerned.

The significance of the Sacred Mountain of Arret to the barbarians is needless to say. When the sacred mountain was destroyed, these barbarians who admired tradition did not feel sorry for themselves, or even had a nervous breakdown, but thought that this was their punishment for failing to protect the sacred mountain. This made Lan Wu have to admire their optimism.

At this time, the barbarians in the camp also saw the return of Guerrera and his party. A stout barbarian strode bare-chested from the crowd, and a fierce aura rushed in front of him.

"He's Will?" Lan Wu recognized this barbarian as a direct descendant of the Immortal King Burkeso. But this young barbarian with the blood of the Immortal King was two people at all.

"You...... Are you a benefactor? Will also recognized Lan Wu at this time. But he wasn't sure. And it's no wonder. At the beginning, Lan Wu was covered with strange runes, and he looked like a wizard in an African tribe. And now those runes are all in his body, of course he doesn't recognize them.

Guerrera smiled indifferently and walked into the camp with Vess and the others.

Lan Wu looked up and down at this barbarian who was weak at the beginning, and he was very emotional. After a few years of not seeing, Will has grown into a qualified barbarian. Thankfully, he had planned to abduct Will back to New Tristram. As a result, so many accidents happened, but in the end, they didn't happen.

At the same time, Will was also looking at the benefactor who valued him very much. After a while, he suddenly smiled shyly, hugged Lan Wu hard, and slapped his big hand on his back: "I thought you died at the hands of the demon." ”

"I'm not that easy to die." Lan Wuwan also slapped Will the back.

"Hahaha......" both laughed at the same time. The scenes of that year reappeared in their minds.

After chatting a few words, Lan Wu glanced at Will again and said with a smile, "Do you still have any plans to become a blacksmith now?" If you'd like, come back to New Tristram with me. ”

"Of course I will not forget my ideals. But now my dream is to get revenge on hell. They have destroyed our sacred mountain. Will laughed to himself.

"We'll talk about that later." Lan Wu also changed the subject with interest: "I originally planned for you to win the competition. As a result, unexpected accidents occurred. As compensation, I'll give you a gift. ”

Will was stunned for a moment, then smiled dumbly and said, "If you don't say it, I've forgotten." Utama is still our tradition. However, the content of the contest has changed. ”

"I didn't expect to see you for a few years, and you are racist?" Lan Wu squinted his eyes and rolled his eyes angrily. Of course, he could hear the deliberate evasion in Will's words.

Will smiled wryly. He doesn't want to. But the situation in the camp is not very good now. What can be avoided must be avoided. But he was confident. Even a fervent racist like Guerrera has embraced other professions, let alone others. As long as there is time, everything will go in the desired direction. But not yet.

"Come, let me see how much you've changed over the years." Lan Wu saw that Will had something unspeakable in his heart, so he took out his two-handed sword with a smile, took a few steps back, and hooked his hand at him in a posture.

"Okay." Will wondered how to explain. Seeing that Lan Wu wanted to compete with him, he didn't want to take out his weapon on the spot, which was also a two-handed sword.

The two of them put on a stance, attracting the attention of the others in the camp. Barbarians have always admired force. Seeing the duel outside the camp, most of the people rushed over. In a short period of time, the stone walls were full of dense human heads.

"Be careful." Lan Wu smiled suddenly, clenched the legendary sword with both hands, and slammed it into the ground.

Will has the intention to show the progress of the past few years in front of Lan Wu. I didn't want Lan Wu to suddenly come to such a strange skill, and his reaction couldn't help but be half a second slower. Just this half second has already decided the winner

Suddenly, a shock wave swept away. The flat land suddenly boiled like a raging lake. In just a moment, the shock wave passed under Will's feet.

Will was suddenly devoured by thunder, and the whole person staggered a few steps, and then fell down with a bang, his eyes were full of circles, and he was already stunned by this shocking trampling. As soon as the dizziness was over, he had just regained his vision when he saw a two-handed sword with a terrifying chill pointed at his throat.

"I lost." Will was discouraged. I thought it was enough to compare to Grayra's strength enough to surprise Lan Wu. In the end, it was not Lan Wu's opponent. If he had met an enemy, he would have been turned into a corpse by now.

The crowd behind the stone wall was also dumbfounded. Will has made rapid progress in the camp. In just four years, he has grown enough to rival the best of Barbarians such as Guerrera. Everyone was convinced of him. But what he saw just now, Will didn't even make a move from the other party.

"That's what I'm going to give you." Lan Wu withdrew the Sword of Legends and held out his hand to Will.

Will stood up with Lan Wu's right hand and said in surprise, "Are you willing to teach me?" ”

Lan Wu just smiled, noncommittal. The purpose of this is for Will, the pure-blooded savages. But that's not a good purpose, let's talk about it now. The destruction of the sacred mountain of Arret left nothing but hatred in the hearts of these barbarians.

"Hey, boy, why do I think that skill you just now has a lot to do with us barbarians?"

Suddenly, an unceremonious voice came from the crowd. Lan Wu looked up and was happy. Isn't the guy behind the stone wall none other than Chassi's father, Rasuk. Didn't this guy run to see his daughter Chasy in the first place?

"Actually......" Lan Wu didn't care about Rasuk's tone. After all, the relationship with Chasi is there. It's okay if people are not polite as elders. It just shows that Rasuk doesn't treat himself as an outsider.

But in the blink of an eye, his expression changed slightly, and the words that followed were swallowed back into his stomach. (To be continued.) )