Now their hope is only Victor, the first strong man in the hearts of all the young people of the Alpine Ward tribe in their 20s.

Without interfering with Philip's action of picking up the brass rod, Victor stood there, watching Valery being carried down, watching Philip pull off the hairband that bound his hair, because most of the movement that had been too violent just now had been dispersed.

Philip gasped, his physical exertion much greater than expected, especially the muscles in his arms that were a little sore from swinging the heavy copper rod at high speed.

If it weren't for the fact that there were enough hole cards, he wouldn't have the strength to play to this level just by virtue of madness, and of course he paid enough price, and blood was flowing out in four or five places on his body.

Although there are no big blood vessels, and although there is not much bleeding under the control of the muscles, it still makes him look much more embarrassed than the other party.

He decisively turned the amplitude of the frenzy back to three times, and now it was time to meet the big man.

Anyone with an enhanced ability is the most difficult to deal with at any time, unless you kill him all at once, the superior resistance brought by the powerful body will make them like Xiao Qiang who can't be killed.

No matter how many advantages you have achieved in the early stage, as long as you are a little negligent and he seizes the opportunity, it will make you lose all your achievements and fail.

This is a truth that has been proven countless times in countless films, television and animation works in previous lives.

Philip looked at the copper rod in his hand, the quality was not bad, and it had not been deformed until now, but he didn't dare to fight with Victor, it was looking for death.

"It's just the two of us, let's get started. He said.

Victor's face became more and more solemn, and he said, "It should have been like this a long time ago. ”

The brutal collision unfolded again, and the two figures, one big and one small, collided together without flinching.

Despite staggering the direction of the strongest moment, Philip was sent flying.

But he rushed forward again without fear, and collided with the opponent's mace again and again with the copper stick in his hand.

This kind of brave scene is the easiest to make people feel bloody, and many young people on the sidelines have changed their perception of him and cheered for him, especially the young people of the Sunset Tribe, even Ale, who has always looked at him unpleasantly, waved his arms and jumped up and down on the sidelines.

Knock this big man down and get angry for him.

However, Philip is not a simple hard fight, and it seems that the battle is just brushing up the image score, leaving a deep impression on the hearts of all the people of the Alpine Ward Clan, otherwise it would be more effective for him to directly use his speed to attack other parts of Victor.

Each time, he secretly added the power of Huangquan to it, all acting on the joint between the mace handle and the head of the club.

Although it is not much every time, but when the other party still has the strength to resist, he can only grind his kung fu like this, otherwise he is likely to suffer a heavy blow.

Twenty times in a row, using faster speed and reflexes, almost all hit in the same position.

Even though Victor knew that there was fraud in it, he still had to be in awe of Philip, he could see that the other party's hands had become bloodless due to the force of the shock, and his arms and legs began to tremble, but he still persevered.

Regardless of whether it is tricky or not, among the young people who can fight with him to this extent, among the dozens of tribes, except for Ale's stupid boy who lacks heart, this is the first.

Just when he thought that this kind of confrontation would continue, the twenty-first collision sounded, and he suddenly felt a light in his hand, and the huge rod head broke into two with a click, and only a bare rod handle was left in his hand, with a little iron filings on it.

Victor is a little blindsided, although this mace is not a legendary-level weapon, but it is also a rare boutique, it took him more than a whole year of prey to ask someone to forge it as a whole, how could it be broken so easily.

However, Philip, who was opposite him, saw this, casually threw away the deformed copper rod in his hand and walked in front of him.

"Continue?"

"Come on. ”

Victor also threw away the bare handle, and the two men struck each other with their bare hands.

A second-level strength, a first-level wall awakening, a first-level madness, a first-level wall awakening, without the bonus of weapons, the two people seem to be more evenly matched.

Both of them tacitly avoided their heads and faces, and the hard iron fist hit the skin with a thumping sound, leaving clear red fist marks on it, especially the fairer Philip, which made many girls bite their lips and feel distressed.

Even Aphrola couldn't take her eyes off the tenacious figure in the field, and couldn't help but think that she had seen the same scene in the Spirit Core Hall that night, and her heart swelled with indescribable feelings.

Victor weighs more, has more strength, and is more resistant to blows, shaking only slightly with each punch.

But every time he struck Philip, the thin figure took two or three steps back, but quickly rushed up again.

Philip suffers from his physical weakness, but he is faster, and if it weren't for the deliberate creation of this bloody and shocking feeling of punching, he is more than capable of avoiding all punches.

Every time he hit Victor three times, he would get a punch, but he avoided the vital point and tried to greet him with a thick flesh.

Even so, when five minutes passed, there was no good piece of flesh on his body, and his whole body was sore.

The same goes for Victor, this kid is so tenacious, but it's a great fight.

Not only him, but even all the spectators on the sidelines, including Qian De and others, watched it with blood boiling and addicted.

The liquor in his hand poured into his stomach one after another, and the blood in the bones of the Ward people was completely stimulated by such a battle.

He was somewhat conflicted about whether or not to use the power of divine punishment again.

If it was purely for the sake of victory, he could definitely end the battle quickly as long as he used the power of divine punishment now, but that would not be in line with his original intention.

Although the young man in front of him has a voyeuristic heart for Afu, he is definitely a prominent person in the future Alpine Ward Clan, and it is not impossible to inherit the throne of the patriarch in a few decades.

If possible, he still hopes to have a good friendship with the other party, and using the power of divine punishment is somewhat tricky.

He was still hesitating, but Victor on the other side was discouraged, and his blood boiled and aroused the rage in his heart.

I saw him suddenly roar, and the huge sound wave even shook the surrounding flames violently.

Victor's arms began to grow with a large amount of brown hair, then his neck, cheeks, and even his ears began to sharpen, and the fangs in his mouth began to stick out.

"Oh no! He's beastial, it's nonsense!" Vladimir, the patriarch of the Shaking Mountain Tribe, stood up and was about to step forward to stop him.

Beastification is the biggest secret of the Shaking Mountain Tribe, and it is also Victor's biggest hole card, but it is just a competition in front of him, how can he expose his hole cards.

And Victor's strength is still too weak, and there is a great sequelae of reluctantly using this awakening ability, that is, his mind will become confused.

The biggest hit was still Philip in the field, he was knocked out by a huge force, rolled on the ground several times, and the little arm bone used to block was also moaning slightly, almost breaking.

But he didn't sit still, which made him make up his mind, only to see him mobilize a trace of divine punishment in the spirit core, and hit Victor's furry body.

Sadly, the fart didn't work, and instead he angered the increasingly violent beast and was almost knocked out on the spot.

If the power of divine punishment is only wrapped in the fist, the loss is minimal, but the effect is not great, it is better for the first-level awakened, and the effect is very poor for the second-level awakened and above.

But if he unleashed all the divine punishment power in that moon blade, even he wouldn't be able to control it perfectly, which was completely different from appearing as a spirit body in the Spirit Core Temple.

In desperation, Philip could only cover a complete piece of divine punishment power on his fist for the first time without the cooperation of the Yellow Dragon's power, even if he himself would also temporarily lose the ability to awaken because of this.

Sure enough, a white light invisible to the naked eye appeared on his hand, and it slapped lightly at the fluffy Roshan that had swelled several times in size.

"Don't!"

For some reason, Aphlora on the sidelines clearly saw the power of divine punishment and exclaimed.

At this time, Vladimir had already arrived in the arena and was about to attack the scarlet-eyed Victor.

Strange to say, everyone had already stood up, and watched as the thin figure was about to die under the mouth of the behemoth.

But this kid didn't know how to dodge, but slapped it with a gentle palm, is this stupid, I'm afraid that even a mosquito can't shoot to death with this kind of strength.

But something surprising happened to them, and the moment the mighty beast touched the palm of the hand, it was as if it had suddenly fallen into a frost trap, and it did not move, and froze there.

All the fur on the body is rapidly degrading, and the fangs are constantly shortening, and the naked eye is visibly out of the awakened state.

Not only him, but even Vladimir, who rushed in, felt a slight fluctuation in his spiritual power, and almost went into disorder.

You know, he's still a few meters away from Philip.

"What did you do to him?" he asked angrily.

Philip shook his head, sat down on the ground, rubbed his sore arm and said, "He's fine, he'll be in a coma for a few hours at most, and Aphrola should be able to treat him and wake him up faster." ”

Sure enough, after Aphlora intervened, Victor woke up in less than a quarter of an hour.

Even without the protection of the spirit membrane, just a divine punishment power would not cause much damage to him, but I don't know if he will leave the seed of this power in his spirit core.

It's really fucked, not only can't the power of divine punishment be controlled as arbitrarily as the power of the Yellow Dragon, it's either an itch or a deadly ultimate, but the weapons of the existing materials are not compatible.

Otherwise, Philip will be much more calm in a few battles, and he needs an artifact.

Afu glanced at Philip reproachfully, and carefully treated the bruises on his body.

Philip asked quietly, "Is his spirit core alright?"

Afu shook her head, hesitated for a moment, and finally didn't hold back, and comforted: "You better keep more, don't waste it here." ”

The words of concern made Philip stunned for a moment, his heart warmed a little, and he nodded slightly.

No matter what kind of strange relationship he has with this girl now, it is still very heartwarming to be able to hear this kind of heartfelt concern, not to mention that this is still a superb beauty.

At this time, Victor, who had recovered, came to his side, helped him up, and apologized embarrassedly for his impulsiveness.

The two of them talked and laughed, and walked to the middle of the field together, while Vladimir and old Ivan were also waiting here.

The two old guys looked at each other, Vladimir nodded, and old Ivan said loudly: "Everyone saw a bloody match tonight, and our guest Philip also proved himself with his bravery.

Now I declare that tonight's winner is ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Philip.

"Uncle Ivan, Patriarch Vladimir, I have a few words to say. ”

Old Ivan had nothing to say, and he wanted to see what the boy could say.

Philip was heard circling around and said aloud: "As a wanderer far from home, I am grateful to the Alpine tribes for taking me in, and for giving me encouragement and help in the most difficult times for me and my companions, and this place is as warm and comfortable as my home, so that we can forget for a moment that our homeland is still sinking in the flames of war among the steppe people."

And today, on this beautiful night, through the coming-of-age ceremony of the beautiful goddess Aphlora, I was fortunate to have met so many friends from the mountains, and I am very happy.

In the competition just now, whether it was my partner or the friends of the Alpine tribe, they all proved the bravery of our Ward clan with their own blood and sweat, and we are well-deserved sons of the god of war.

Before the game, I boasted, this is Meng Lang, I have to apologize for my rudeness.

Whether it's Viktor, Valery or Sergey, you are all worthy warriors, and of course I am.

I want to be true friends with you, and there is no victory or defeat between friends, because we are not enemies, and this is not a battlefield.

Let's forget about the unpleasantness of the past and have a good drink, for the sake of the beautiful girl Aphlora, you have conquered me with your beauty and kindness.

Cheers!"

When he was wandering around, he had already picked up a large glass of wine, and at this time, he poured it directly into his stomach.

The mellow but hot liquor ran down his throat, making him roar excitedly.

Everyone in the audience cheered, poured the wine happily, and began to enter the rhythm of the carnival.

The patriarchs, large and small, all nodded, happy that Philip had a general understanding of what was going on and what was going on.

Old Ivan in the back gave Vladimir a look: look, I knew it would definitely be so.

Vladimir also walked down helplessly, and the match ended in such a hurry, and the difference between victory and defeat was inconclusive, but he himself admitted that it was the best result.

The atmosphere eased, Philip naturally wanted to seize the opportunity, he kept toasting to the patriarchs, and none of the dozens of patriarchs were left behind, and he vomited three times in a row but still insisted on walking a circle.

Later, he drank with Victor and other young people, and it wasn't until Afu saw that he was getting drunk that he came to the middle of the venue again and began to dance.

Countless young people couldn't suppress the excitement in their hearts, jumped into the venue, and danced along with her rhythm.

Unlike the previous dances, the movements in this section are very simple, with only three parts, waving hands, twisting the hips, and shaking the hair.

The young men held hands, shouted words that Philip did not understand, and formed a circle in the middle, writhing wildly.

Philip was pushed by old Ivan behind his back, and he himself couldn't help it for a long time, so he rushed to Afu's side with a dodge, and took her hand without giving up, and on the other side was Ale.

The other eager young men were a step too late for hesitation and timidity, but they couldn't complain about anything, according to their custom, Philip's performance tonight had proved his strength, and Ave would be his wife from now on.

Soon, with almost all the young people present participating, the whole party went into carnival mode, and even Julian joined in with a few young people.

When they are tired of dancing, they go back to eat and drink, and when they are full, they come back and jump again, venting the always vigorous and abundant energy of young people.

Only Duke and Chandler have been on the sidelines, the former is really not interested, and the latter is hard to do his duty.

That night, Philip was drunk, and I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, and was sent straight to Aurora's room.

But the interesting thing is that even Ale, who has always had no good feelings for Philip, did not stop it, as if it were logical.

Afu looked at the unconscious teenager lying on the bed, sighed, came to the bed, and wanted to wipe his face with a wet towel, but found Philip looking at her stupidly, smirking in his mouth.

He reached out and touched the girl's cheek, causing Afu's face to turn red visibly, and pulled his hand down in mid-air.

"Yun'er, you're back. Philip whispered as he enjoyed the warmth on his face.

Afu's hand that was wiping paused, and the expression on her face stiffened slightly.

She was about to turn around and leave, but Philip grabbed her wrist, and kept shouting, "Don't go, stay" in a mournful tone.

Ave broke free with just a flick of her wrist, causing Philip to fall onto the bed and let out a groan of pain.

She regretted her childishness, and was just about to go up to check on him, when she suddenly noticed that his face had changed, his eyes widened in horror, and he covered his mouth and lay on the side of the bed.

"Wow~"

Suddenly, a foul smell filled the air, making Miss Afu's face even more ugly.

The next day, when the warm sun came into the house, Philip was awakened by a warm and humid breath, and he thought it was raining, but when he opened his eyes, he found Natalie's big face, followed by a somewhat sneaky Arthur.

The doors are tall and wide, and there is no pressure for a 2-meter-tall unicorn to walk in.

"Go away, Natalie, you're making my face saliva. Philip pushed the beast's head away, wiped it on his face, closed his eyes again, and complained and struggled loudly on the bed.