The last brick that crushed the pig

Droros's nerves tensed, his adrenaline continued to secrete, his muscles stiffened, and the wild boar rushing towards him brought a huge voice, if he was not determined at all, Droros would be frozen in place and waiting for death.

However, the perennial knight training still made Zhuo Luos react, and the "basic footwork" that he had mastered played its due role.

Although it is called "basic footwork", this basic skill, after systematic and careful deduction, can mobilize the muscles of the whole body excellently, with the strong lower body strength and extraordinary coordination of Zolos, showing excellent displacement and dodge functions.

In the real world, this "basic footwork" will definitely become an untold secret of a knight family.

In terms of absolute speed, Zoloth could not compete with the wild boar that launched the charge, and the wild boar with the highest speed had reached a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour, and its huge body carried unparalleled kinetic energy, smashing all the trees and stones in its way.

Facing the onrushing boar, Zoloth forced himself to remain calm, stopped where he was, and silently waited for the boar to approach, and in a matter of seconds, the boar rushed closer.

Blind escape could not change the outcome of Zoloth being chased by the boar, and his only way to survive was to face the boar and use his "basic footwork" to complete a thrilling dodge.

Drotos waited for the boar to rush in front of him, and at the last moment, he made a thrilling leap and successfully flashed to the boar's side, and the wild boar howled angrily again as he saw his fangs miss the enemy.

Through his actions, Zoloth firmly attracted the hatred of the boar, and after the boar missed the attack, it stopped with difficulty, and the huge inertia caused it to rush forward for dozens of meters, and once again knocked down a row of trees.

The boar turned around and charged at Zoroth again, this time he had already thrown it far away, and then the complicated terrain on the hills, and made a rapid advance.

The "Basic Footwork" helped Zolos to step on each landing point with precision, and his feet were skillfully used, and his body flew through the forest like a butterfly through the flowers.

He attracted the boar's attention, hanging the distance between him and the boar, and whenever the boar came closer, Droross would use his body to quickly adjust his course, so that the boar had no time to turn, and buy himself some time to buffer.

Slowly, the boar and Zoloth got closer and closer to the hole he had discovered, and Dro Loth became more and more calm, and his chance of victory was about to appear.

Finally, a man and a pig arrived at the perimeter of the pit that Zoloth had arranged, and Dro kept adjusting his position to get closer and closer to the pothole, and the danger he faced became more and more violent!

As his range of feet became smaller and smaller, the space for his dodge slowly shrank, and the boar got closer and closer to him, and several times in a row, the boar almost touched Zoloth.

Drotos's breathing became more and more rapid, and the continuous change of direction and acceleration made his physical strength close to the threshold, and he was about to be exhausted.

Eventually, Drotloth found a perfect route, and after two consecutive switchback jumps, he came to the side of the pothole, and the boar was already very close to him, across the pothole.

Drotos stood in place in a defensive stance, facing the boar, gasping violently and sweating like pulp.

The boar had already lost his mind in a rage under his repeated teasing, and when Droross finally stopped, the boar rushed towards Droros, regardless of it.

Before the boar could pick up speed, it suddenly felt empty under its feet, and then it fell headfirst into the hole.

The size of the pit was just the right size for the boar, whose head was down, firmly stuck in the pit, unable to twist its body at all.

The wild boar struggled frantically and screamed violently, but the law of gravity of nature is by no means so easy to overcome, and the wild boar has no focus at all, and cannot pull itself out at all.

The hole was more than five meters deep, and the boar was still more than a meter away from the hole, and its hind legs kicked wildly, but it could not hurt Zolos standing on the edge of the hole.

Zoloth breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the wild boar trapped in the cave, and couldn't help but feel a strong sense of accomplishment, this is a creature that ordinary players can't help dozens of, and now he is trapped here, at the mercy of others.

Killing him will be able to harvest his first XP.

However, the wild boar's rough skin and thick flesh defense also presented a problem for Zoroth, he did not have a particularly good way to kill it for the time being, the main point of the wild boar was at the bottom of the cave, only the back of the body was up.

There was no way, Zoloth had no choice but to find another way, only to see him take out a steel javelin from his inventory, stand at the entrance of the hole, and poke it fiercely at the chrysanthemum that was moving below.

With all his strength, Zoloth thrust the javelin into the boar's body, and blood flowed down the javelin, accompanied by the boar's strange howl!

The javelin was inserted twenty centimeters, and it was difficult to move in again, and with the strength of Zoloth, it was impossible to further damage the wild boar.

There was no way, Dros, but he picked up a huge stone slab from the ruins where the boar rushed beside him, and put it against the other end of the javelin, forming a strong support, and he began to carry huge stones from around him and throw them down from the hole.

Most of the weight of the stone was pressed against the slab, and gravity was transmitted down the slab to the javelin below, causing the boar to howl violently.

Droroth was patient, and he calmly began to calmly throw the stones he found into the hole, increasing the gravity of the javelin.

The stones in the cave piled up, the boar's howl grew weaker and weaker, and its vitality continued to drain, until finally, as Droros dropped the next stone, the boar buried under the pile of stones finally fell silent.