"Anyone?"

The emaciated man who had just ascended the sacred mountain walked directly into the gate of the holy mountain with a brazier, shouting loudly by the way.

After spending more than a decade visiting those legendary martial arts masters, he has never felt so calm for a moment.

"Newcomer? Come with me. ”

Quarkek was right at the gate of the Holy Mountain, and the old general always liked to walk around the gate.

"You are?"

The emaciated man suddenly saw the presence of a ghost, and he was frightened.

On weekdays, he can hear more or less about superpowers, but the existence of ghosts is still beyond his knowledge.

"Quarkek, general of the barbarians."

Qualkirk has always been a man of few words, but when he does it, his voice is louder than the others.

"Barbarians?"

The man muttered quietly, and followed behind Qualkek.

On the other hand, the conversation between Rumlow and Steve is almost complete, although there is no positive answer from Rumlow, but the current progress is not bad.

"Rumlow, you'd better talk to Talik about your plans, that guy will be able to give you some useful advice."

Maddock said angrily, compared to Matthew and Rumlow, there is still a gap between his heirs.

Not to mention that Matthew has been guided by Reccle, after all, the ancestors who lead the way cannot determine the upper limit of a barbarian.

But the changes in Matthew's body were really seen by them, and Rumlow's physique also caught up.

Luke's little talent is no longer so remarkable in the continuous strengthening.

"I will, Ancestor Madoc."

Rumlow responded to Madoc with a more respectful attitude, and he was very humble about the guidance of these barbarian ancestors.

"Qualkek has brought a newcomer, come and see! He was still holding a brazier in his hand! ”

Vader's good joke reached the room, and Colick walked out with a stinky face.

He also ran to the gate with a brazier in his arms, and he wanted to talk about Vader's description of "stupid".

Before Kolik could get to him, he heard the loud voices of a group of ancestors.

"It doesn't look like this guy is weak, why is he so haggard?"

"Whatever he is, but I think I've seen that brazier somewhere?"

"Isn't that the one that Colik just brought out? Colick, that guy always seems to like to do this kind of thing as a gesture of kindness. ”

The man who was surrounded by a group of ancestors was a little big at this time, and these ghosts were judging him like a monkey.

He looked up at the projection above his head, a little concerned.

"Do you want to fight me!"

Colik roared loudly, and although he had never been a careful person who liked to hold grudges, it did not prevent him from taking revenge on the spot.

"Colik, how do you know there's going to be someone coming up at the door? I thought I'd see you go get this brazier in a moment. ”

Orlongus grinned, and then saw Colik fly in front of him with a leap.

"Phew!"

"!"

Orungus and Kolik fought directly on the spot.

The two people seemed to be waving their fists roughly, and a muffled sound was transmitted.

Then came the sound of the idle ancestors cheering.

"Colik, your fists and kicks are about to catch up with Cassius!"

"Kotur, you! Kolik is a hundred of you away from me! ”

Cassius, a warrior from the Tagous tribe, is a barbarian who reveres the occult power of "pain purification" more than other tribes.

Cassius was the best of the tribe, and his ability to ignore pain was unattainable, making him the most skilled warrior among the Barbarian Ancestors.

That's right, the fool waved a pair of fists and burst the powerful demon of the Neck Choker.

By the way, he also burst his arms.

Then he died because he was too injured to use the potion in time.

Since then, the barbarians have always heard from their ancestors that every barbarian should use the skill of "ignoring pain" with caution, and cannot discern their injuries without knowing the pain.

Cassius's somewhat hilarious way of dying can't temper his strength, and even Voruske, who likes to swing his fists, admits that he can't win against Cassius in a contest of skill alone.

Cassius yelled as he joined Kolik and Orungus in the fight.

A pair of iron fists and agile steps cleanly hammered Orungus, who was already at a disadvantage, to the ground, and then began to suppress Kolik.

"MD, Cassius, you have the ability to compare with me, who can blow each other's heads with a stone fifty meters apart!"

Hongus rubbed his eyes, cursed, got up and withdrew from the battle.

An Ancestor, who was more adept at long-range attacks, encountered a guy who was known for melee combat, and it was not uncommon for him to be violently beaten.

"Kotur, you bastard! Don't go up to help yet! ”

Orungus directly dragged the culprit into the water.

If it weren't for Kotur's praise, how could he have been beaten up in front of the newcomers.

"I said, I don't know what this place is."

The emaciated man looked at Cassius's furious and swift punches and kicks, and his attention was immediately shifted to this place, and there was some excitement in his eyes.

Tocasias didn't use all his strength and his eye for years of training, and he was able to catch some shadows of Cassius's fists.

As he continues to learn martial arts, he is fascinated by Cassius' superb boxing.

"This is Harlogas, the sacred mountain of the barbarians."

Kotur stroked his long braided beard and said like a roar.

Then he squeezed away from Qualkek, a strong body half a head shorter than Bourkeso's and into battle.

Kotur, leader of the Great Bear Tribe after Orlac's death.

He wasn't tall among the barbarians, but his neck was completely covered by the muscles on his shoulders as a sign of his strength.

The high muscles on his shoulders connected directly to the back of his head, and his thick waist made him look like a pillar of the Earth Devil.

Coupled with the limbs that were thicker than Orlac, the strength was evident in his body.

As someone who can use the Agren troll as a barbell to sharpen his muscles in wrestling, he's not afraid of Cassius' invisible fists.

After all, he was too strong, and even if Cassius hit him in the chin with all his might, he couldn't shake the head that was as stable as the holy mountain of Harogas.

As long as he is caught by Kotur, he will only be slammed to the ground.

When this guy is picking people, he will also trample the ground to make the ground stronger.

The earth is his weapon, and the harder the earth, the stronger he becomes.

Then he reached out and put his arm around Cassius's neck, separating the two men.

"You bastard!"

Finally gaining some breathing space, Kolik spat out a mouthful of blood, and then drew the power of Bastin.

With a roar, he rushed towards Cassius.

Indeed, the only people who could defeat Cassius on the Holy Mountain with their bare hands were Bulkeso and Voruske, who was crushed by force.

But Cassius can only be regarded as first-class when fighting, and he can't beat Colik.

"Alright, it's my fault!"

Kotur threw Cassius in his arms behind him, then puffed up his muscles and rushed towards Colic.

He took over all the contradictions without surprise, as Kotur always did, bearing all the mistakes with his body.

Colik hurriedly withdrew his strength, but Kotur directly used his strong muscles to clamp the giant axe in Colic's hand to his waist, and then held down Colik, who had a blue nose and swollen face.

He deliberately hurt himself this time, Kolik is not the kind of guy who can't hold his hand when he swings his weapon, this is Kotour's way of apologizing.

"You're always doing such boring stupid things!"

Kolik put away his weapon and looked at Kotur in front of him.

This guy is a little upright, all he was pulled by the guise of a competition for strength to wrestle with the chokler, and in terms of strength he won, and then he was poisoned by the poison of the choker.

By the way, Cassius beat the choker in order to avenge him.

"I say, what did you bring me here for?"

The man, who had been ignored for a long time, said calmly.

"It wasn't us who brought you here, it was you who were called by the Holy Mountain."

Qualkek paced to the middle.

"Alright, guys. Who wants to train this kid? ”

On the Holy Mountain, Qualkek is still very prestigious, and although whoever says this sentence can have the same effect, only Quarkek will get a relatively quiet speaking environment.

"He's not like a guy who throws weapons and smashes demons."

Orungus was still rubbing his dark eyes.

"I wanted to teach him punches and kicks, and his body looks like he's been trained in martial arts. So ......"

Cassius, who had just gotten up from the ground, said something like that, but was stopped by Kotur with his eyes.

"He came up with the kindness of Colick."

Kotur glanced at the brazier on the ground, then at Kolik.

Qualkirk nodded, then turned and left the scene.

Not far away, Steve and Rumlow, who had just walked to this place.

Then Orungus glanced at the few people who had come over, and his eyes were focused on Hawkeye.

Hawkeye Barton's gear indicates that he is a good guy in mid-to-long range combat, and although Orungus is not very interested in longbows, he also wants to have an heir.

Cassius and Olungus looked at each other, then walked straight to Natasha.

"Lao Tzu's heir can knock over your heir, and I can break your pebble with five punches at most!"

Cassius was still thinking about what Olongus had said about throwing stones fifty meters away, and Cassius, who was aggressive by nature, never gave up.

Even now, he always challenges Bourkeso.

After all, skills are not something that should be weakened because he loses his body, but only becomes stronger with accumulation.

"A month from now, then?"

Orungus said with a mocking, not feeling that what he threw would be easily stopped.

After all, the barbarian's throwing is to pay attention to a strong and weighty!

He was twenty percent stronger than Cassius in terms of strength alone, and if he weren't really good at melee combat compared to other ancestors, he wouldn't always be beaten up.

Orungus calculated that a month would not allow a melee fighter to have the strength to break through far beyond the defense, and Cassius would definitely agree.

Aggressiveness is Cassius' greatest weakness.

"Bet! The one who loses goes to Burkai and asks for his treasure, at least five bottles! ”

These two guys didn't think about whether they would be rejected at all, but with the opportunity to become stronger in front of Hawkeye and Natasha, these two agents would not refuse.

Although these two people have not reached the level of kindness, they can be regarded as acceptable.

More barbarians are needed now, so that the moment Masayir appears, they will be able to fight better.

After all, that angel still has an army of Soul Reavers under his command.

"Boy, what's your name?"

Kolik stood in front of the emaciated man, rubbing the bruises from his face.

"Bruce Wayne."

Bruce's eyes looked at Cassius's back from time to time, and he still remembered the superb boxing technique.

"Cassius's iron fist is indeed superb, but I am stronger!"

Kolik has one thing to say and nothing to hide.

Kolik, who never hides and brags for the sake of face, is the most honest one on the Holy Mountain, and he won't even show off.

Stick to the bottom line, that's what a barbarian must do.

And Kolik has the highest bottom line among the barbarians, and he has never violated it.

"When I am my heir, I will show you the way to become stronger."

Colick looked at Bruce in front of him, his eyes were sincere and frank, but his flower-like face was a little funny.

"Can I think about it?"

Bruce was very tempted, but he was more cautious by nature and would not make rash decisions.

Even if he yearns for power, for power that can change everything.

But he had to know the place and the people in advance.

He believes that by doing some work, you can better achieve your goals.

"Of course."

Colick gave Bruce Wayne a deep look.

"I'll give you a place to stay, and there are a few new recruits in training there."

Colick turned to lead the way, and Bruce looked up at the projection overhead.

Behind the shivering girl above, a crack appeared in the metal door panel, and a faint yellow light pierced through.

And that noisy roar.

"What is she doing?"

Bruce clenched his fists and asked a little impatiently.

It was clear that the girl was in danger.

"She is looking for a chance at redemption, and she is only qualified to take action to wash the blood off her hands if she survives."

Colick turned his head and glanced at Bruce's line of sight: "It's just that the stains on her heart can't be washed away, and she has to spend the rest of her life in reflection." ”

Bruce probably knew something, and Colick had already said a lot.

He took a deep look at Jessica's frightened face in the projection, then took two quick steps and followed behind Colick.

"Am I going to undergo this kind of trial to gain strength?"

"After you've gone through the basics."

The two men walked towards the row of dormitories.

Rumlow's dormitory is not yet full, and multiple people can be more angry when they go in.

Next, the "three fools" returned to the same starting line, and after they all have heirs, the competition between them will shift to the competition between the heirs.

Kolik felt that the person he had chosen was the guide of the Holy Mountain, and he would not lose.