Chapter 6 First Battle

Outside the town of Mawass is an endless verdant mountain forest, but now, this mountain forest that should be uninhabited has more life.

From time to time, players in the town kept walking into the woods, and from their backs as they drifted away, Sioux City guessed that the spawn points in the vicinity were not frequent, so they needed to go deeper into the woods.

And after walking in the woods for nearly a minute or two, Sioux City finally saw the first thing that resembled a creature.

It was a strange creature between an insect and a snake, with a huge body, covered with strange blue bone armor, dozens of pairs of spiky hands and feet grasping at the trunk of a tree, and a pair of eyes that were red like blood, but there was no god, probably because of the snake's poor eyesight.

After discovering Sioux City, it did not actively attack, but still hung from the tree.

Its fist-sized head shook slightly at Su Cheng, and two dark green fangs stretched out from its slightly open mouth, as if hesitating and wary.

Soon, it cautiously spat out its forked snake tongue, which moved rapidly, detecting strange creatures approaching it through the snake signal located on its tongue, and at the same time emitting a chilling hissing sound like air leaking from somewhere.

It's just that for Sioux City, this qiē is not as intimidating as the red-purple name that floats in its head.

【Intermediate Warcraft???? 】

Although Su Cheng has enough confidence in himself, the judgment of the system is fair, and what the red and purple words represent is absolute attribute suppression.

Of course, although the mid-level Warcraft is strong, as long as it does not provoke the other party, this kind of mid-level Warcraft located in the initial area never takes the initiative to attack, and it does not even transfer its position much, and basically does not leave its own territory.

Although he knew the other party's habits, after all, it was the first time to face this situation, and Su Cheng still didn't dare to act rashly.

He slowly stepped back until the beast's slender snake letter left in his direction, then turned and fled quickly.

Until he couldn't see the demonic beast anymore, Su Cheng pressed his chest like a palpitation, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Exploring in the shaded jungle and escaping from the mouth of a giant elephant-like basilisk is a thrilling adventure that probably all boys have fantasized about, including Sioux City.

Yes, no matter how heavy the burden on his shoulders is, it is so heavy that he forgets to entertain, to laugh, to be silent, to make him stagnant.

But he was only twenty-one years old.

Twenty-one years old, not yet the age to become numb.

Sioux City smiled, kind of understanding why this game was so fascinating.

Roar!

At this moment, some kind of roar between a dog and a beast sounded at Sioux City's side, interrupting his thoughts.

The roar sounded more like a warning than a challenge. The impatient roar echoed through the trees for a moment, and soon vanished without a trace.

Su Cheng immediately turned his head and looked at the source of the sound.

It was a monster that was close to a large dog, probably stained with mud and dust on the ground, with four hooves showing yellow-brown, and the hair on its vigorous body was silver-gray, but it was not bright, and it did not have a sense of nobility given by the silver-gray fur, but gave people a sense of decay and decay.

Finally, Sioux City's gaze fell on the black-and-red interplay on its head.

[Low-level Warcraft: Rotten Wolf]

"That's it."

With his eyes fixed on the rotting wolf, which was restlessly moving in place, Sioux City began to cautiously approach the other party.

The rotting wolf suddenly tensed up and tried to stop Sioux City from moving on.

It howled under its breath, its voice getting lower and lower as Sioux City approached, and its body bent even lower, as if it was lying on the ground.

In the gray eyes of the rotting wolf, Su Cheng saw the smart wisdom, which he had seen in the puppy he had raised when he was a child, which made this rotten wolf seem to have life.

But apart from the agility, its eyes were more offended with anger, and the sheer malice of the forest beasts.

The rotting wolf was still lying on the ground, its tail flapping rhythmically on the ground, and the muscles under the sparse fur were tense with a visible appearance.

Sioux City took a tentative step forward, frozen time as if it flowed as he went.

In an instant, the earth splattered, and the silver-gray rotten wolf pounced like an arrow from the string!

The fishy smell came to his face, and in Sioux City's eyes, everything seemed to be in slow motion, and everything suddenly became slow.

Memories of past boxing matches and training flooded into his body like a flood, Su Cheng gritted his teeth, his eyes were round, his left foot was naturally horizontal, and he stopped building a wall at the same time, and at the same time, his right shoulder accelerated, and he threw a right hook that was as standard as a textbook at the silver-gray figure.

The next moment, the soft touch of the rotting wolf's waist on the fist came at the same time as the dog's wounded wail.

It was a powerful right hook that hit the rotting wolf right in the waist.

It even triggered the talent of [Boxing Strength].

With the addition of talent, this punch brought out a violent air break, and after the hit, it was like a hot knife cutting oil, almost piercing its soft waist, directly taking away half of the life force of the rotting wolf, and attaching a negative effect of serious injury and internal bleeding to it.

However, the rotting wolf's thorny tail was accompanied by a ferocious volley.

The tail cut through the air, and in an instant, Su Cheng barely raised his hands and reflexively posed with his hands to protect his head. However, this blow still made his vitality almost drop by 30%, and it had the negative effect of weakening and moderate bleeding from his upper left fist.

After the middle punch landed, the silver-gray body of the rotting wolf rolled around on the ground, and saliva flowed out of its jaw like flowing water.

Sioux City stepped forward quickly, and without waiting for the rotting wolf to stand up, he smashed the foot that was raised high on his head and stretched to the limit like a hammer in its face.

The hard heel was as heavy as a battle axe with the help of the momentum, and it made full contact with the face of the rotting wolf.

At the same time, after Su Cheng landed on his right foot, his face was expressionless, with his right foot as the axis, his body only made a violent left half rotation, and a whirlwind instantly jumped out with a strong wind, sending the rotten wolf flying from the ground.

With both fists on the left and right sides of his chin and his armpits tightened, Sioux waited cautiously again.

Wait for the other party to die and struggle.

I saw that the rotten wolf reluctantly stood up, but before he could stand firmly, he spit out a lot of black blood from the ground. The blood seemed to have deteriorated long ago, and the half-coagulated blood even got stuck in the rotting wolf's throat, causing it to cough in pain. But instead of trying to escape, the rotting wolf, who was more seriously injured than Sioux City, leaped ferociously towards Sioux City.

The rotting wolf opened its hideous mouth, and the foul saliva splashed on Sioux City's cloth, and the big mouth had only one target, which was his throat.

However, it was greeted with an uppercut that hit the chin.

Black blood splattered on Sioux City's firm face, and after a strange crisp sound, the rotting wolf rose like a cannonball, and fell not far from Sioux City with a snap, like a drowning man, his limbs scribbled in vain on the dirt, and then, he never stood up again.

It just twitched slowly, let out a low wail, and the vitality above its head was already blank, probably equivalent to the time when humans were dying, not far from death.

Black blood gushed out of the wolf's mouth, wetting its silver-gray fur with a slight clot of blood like the mud of a sewer.

Seeing Su Cheng approaching, the rotting wolf stared at him deadly, with a desire for life in his eyes, a fear of death, and more hatred for Su Cheng.

However, due to the negative effect of internal bleeding, the rotting wolf quickly ran out of blood.

Su Cheng looked down at his filthy body, then wiped a handful of blood from his face, and sighed helplessly.

He's more of a rookie than a full-time gamer.