The Orphine Elephant Man Warrior of the Beamon Orc, known as the strongest warrior of Beamon.

Note that it is the strongest samurai, not the strongest warrior.

The two are only one word, but the meaning is very different.

Samurai are born to fight for the sake of fighting, and warriors fight to serve the war.

The Orephine elephant clan is a special race, the number of the group is very scarce, the whole Bimon is estimated to be less than a hundred, and each member will be taken care of by the royal family after birth, just like the children of cadres, eat and drink everything, and are born with a noble title.

Every Elephant Man warrior is the guardian of the royal family, they do not have to serve in the army, and they are always loyal to the royal family.

Whether the Beast Emperor is a lion or tiger or another race, they will always be the most loyal guardians of the royal family, even if the Beast Emperor is a Pig.

If we talk about how the human race distinguishes the strong, then their way is very scientific, it is nothing more than how many levels of fighting spirit, what level the magician has reached, how many can lie down and so on.

And the Beamon orcs are very simple and rude, that is, whoever is big is the boss, because generally the big one has a big fist.

Babylon the Great was able to become the strongest warrior of the Bloodhoof tribe because this guy was born to eat, and he was taller and stronger than the other tribesmen.

And this guy is very smart, he knows that all barbarians are a starting line, and there is no use in practicing combat skills hard, and eating more to grow a good physique is the king.

All the intelligent creatures in the continent of San Cassis have evolved their own civilization, except for the dragons and giants, and the largest known species is the Orephine Elephant Man of Beamon.

Of course, if the second fool, the Millennium Tree Man, is added, then theoretically the Orephon Elephant Man will be ranked fourth.

One of East's arms was thicker than the waist of an Orephine Mahout, but his IQ was noticeably not as high as that of a talking-winged python.

The Orephine Elephant is not only large, but also destructive, and has a very good physique that can withstand beatings.

Theoretically speaking, this kind of big man does not pose a great threat to Allen, because the large size means that he is slow to move, slow to react and other disadvantages, especially in the special terrain on the walls of the Holy Light Castle, the combat effectiveness that can be exerted is extremely limited.

Usually the big guy only shows his advantage in large-scale battles, so Alan didn't take the two elephants seriously at first.

However, the mad elephant people are a different matter, because both their reflexes and actions will increase exponentially.

Just like Dwayne Johnson has Bruce Lee's reflexes, it's a nightmare for all enemies.

So Ronningt, the chief gold medalist of the Southern Diocese, was whipped off with a nose, and Allen was also shot against the wall.

Seeing the elephant warrior with bloodthirsty eyes shining towards him step by step, and with each step there would be a tremor on the city wall, Allen's nerves tensed all over his body.

It's been a long time since I've felt like I'm on the verge of being a great enemy, and Eren raised a middle finger at the elephant warrior.

The Mad Elephant Man couldn't read Eren's gestures, but he could make out the look of disdain on Allen's face.

Like a bull in heat, the elephant man flicked his long nose and rushed towards Allen, and the city wall seven or eight meters wide was almost crowded by his huge size.

Alan lowered his posture and also rushed towards the elephant man.

If Eren is a nimble cheetah, then the Mad Elephant Man is a nimble giant.

Like a waist-thick elephant's trunk smashed a chasm in the city wall, Allen, who barely flashed, was shattered by the broken bricks flying on the ground, and his face ached faintly.

The Mad Elephant Men seemed to have regained their ancestral habits, and their two thick arms hammered down and fell to the ground on all fours, and began to trample continuously.

Alan dodged sideways and rolled around, secretly saying that if the terrain was too narrow, if it weren't for the fact that the terrain was too narrow, and the arm of the mad elephant man just encountered some obstacles from the stone bricks on the side of the city wall, it was estimated that he would have become a meatloaf now.

The reason why the Orephin Elephant Warriors later gave them the name of Samurai was because they not only learned martial arts, but also had racial talent.

The pace of the stamping became faster and faster, and when he got under the elephant man's belly, Alan suddenly felt dizzy, and was almost trampled into a meatloaf several times.

"War trampling!" This is the Elephant Man's racial ability, and in the constant trampling, enemies in the surrounding space will cause intense discomfort due to the stampede, including slowness and vertigo.

Danger Rings Allen inspired the barbarian war ring beneath his feet.

The Warring is more or less resistant to a negative status, and is almost 90% immune to the negative effects caused by this physical force.

Finally got into the crotch of the elephant man, and after Alan laughed fiercely, he kicked hard with his legs to make a cupola.

Alan deliberately learned a superman take-off pose, his right hand stretched out and clenched into a fist, and the posture was coquettish.

He knew that the physical defense of the mad elephant man was very perverted, and a good scimitar would crumble into pieces, so he deliberately picked a more vulnerable place to attack ---- crotch, which is commonly known as the crotch.

Alan felt his right fist hit a large iron bar, and his arm was faintly numb from the shock.

A deafening wail resounded from the walls of the Castle of Light, first high-pitched and powerful, then delicate and hoarse.

Alan really couldn't think of such a big guy being able to scream such an ecstatic voice, and he got goosebumps when he heard it.

In order not to let the ears suffer, Alan once again took a superhuman take-off pose, jumping up on the spot and another cupola.

But this time, instead of feeling his fist hit the big iron bar, it hit the big iron ball.

A crisp sound of eggs cracking sounded above the city walls, and a group of fanged wolf cavalry and hand elf archers looked at Eren with inexplicable eyes.

This guy is too insidious, isn't he。。。。。。

"Boom." The mad elephant man, who suffered two heavy blows to his crotch in succession, slowly covered his crotch with his arms, and slowly fell to the ground, rolling his eyes and twitching from time to time, gasping in his mouth.

Alan said disdainfully: "Don't you say that after the blessing of the mad war song, you can't feel the pain?" What are you doing when you're crazy, the idle eggs hurt. ”

Another mad elephant man who was far away, although he entered a state of madness, the wails of his clan could still be heard, and when he looked back, he saw his fellow clansmen fall to the ground in pain, and rushed over with a roar.

Alan wanted to repeat the old trick, but the mad elephant man was not fooled at all, and after landing on all fours, he rushed over with sharp tusks.

Alan squinted his eyes at the top of the two tusks, and kept calculating the distance in his heart, and after a few breaths, the mad elephant man was only less than three meters away from him, and Allen's figure jumped up, and a high whip leg struck the elephant tusks on the left side of the elephant man warrior.

The tusks, which were nearly two meters long, broke off the tip of the tip and flew into the air after Allen's whip leg was struck by a blow from the whip leg.

And the mad elephant man's head involuntarily twisted to the right, and Alan seized this fleeting opportunity, his body twisted in mid-air, and his legs rode on the elephant man's neck with the help of the inner wall.

After his legs clamped the mad elephant man's neck, he clenched his hands together and smashed them down.

Before the mad elephant man could react to the severe pain after the tusks were knocked away, there was a more intense pain in his head, but this was only the beginning.

Allen, like a diligent drummer, stabilized his body and smashed his fists hard.

With each clashing of fists against the elephant man's scalp, the fanged wolf cavalry and beast elves watching the battle from a distance jumped in their eyes.

At this time, the elephant man was powerless to grab the enemy from his neck, and the sharp pain in his head made his eyes glow, and he subconsciously kept shaking his head, trying to throw the enemy off his neck.

How could Alan do what he wanted, his legs were like virgins entering the cave room, and he stepped up desperately, almost strangled the elephant man directly.