Far east, there was a turtle that fought with a firebird, was defeated, and in a fit of rage broke the mountain where the firebird nested and defeated the astral plane. What happens if it chooses to hit the firebird? A good warrior should know how to control his anger.

—said Elder Shandora

I opened my mouth and spat out a few wine bubbles, which is a favorite game in my free time. But now, as soon as the bubbles left my mouth, I had burst them. I have to make those guys understand that now I'm angry!

It's hard to find hops, but it's my favorite! Why do these people disturb me from eating! And come twice every three days! I've already beaten that big, twice in a row! The wine lily is already mine! Those people are still gathering so many to bully me!

God Mako has said that the Creator bears the burden of humiliation on the tortoise, but don't treat it as a human shit!

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are not tolerated tortoises, but tortoises that can't endure them!

I roared in my heart.

But after all, I don't have the experience of fighting with so many people, and the momentum of those fluffy tails when they pounce like wolves and dogs really scares me. Because the wolf and the dog are two animals that I am afraid of, they always gnaw at my carapace while I sleep, and the piercing gnawing sound will turn into a nightmare every time to wake me up.

I was thinking about how to act like a "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle" in a group fight, and those fluffy tails had already taken the opportunity to rush in front of me!

"Nothing is unbreakable in the world, only fast is unbreakable! To become a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, you must make a change!"

At this moment, I am reminded of this famous quote of the Son of God. I've been working hard for many years to become a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, and I've been making changes, and I've been eating sake for many years. Now, now that you've broken my "cloud of intoxication", I'm going to change the way I fight so that you can see in advance what a future Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle will look like!

Shen Zhenzi said: Yi Yi, according to the situation.

Since the first step for the turtle to change itself is to imitate the fighting style of other animals according to the current situation, then I will choose the cow, the Astral Fighter!

I clamped my tail tightly, cut through the earth with all four feet, and slammed into the ground, mooing like all charging oxen. I'm glad that the turtle's cry is similar to that of a cow, and I still have two horns!

I really rushed forward like a cow, with my horns on my horns, and I couldn't move forward!

The fluffy tails let out an exclamation, and the pace of the charge was a little disjointed, obviously frightened by my attack!

I made the right choice!

This feeling of no longer holding back and breaking through the shackles made my whole body boil. Especially in my head, I felt very hot, as if I had a fever.

Oh, it's not a fever! It's me who has become smarter! An active brain gives me new ideas! I remember that I'm a turtle, and I'm not like a cow!

My neck was longer and more flexible than that of a cow! I tried to swing it, and I found that the two horns were no longer like kingfishers pounced on one fish, but became two dancing bees, flying from one flower to another.

I really saw the flowers, blood flowers, blooming in front of my eyes!

I still have a tail, a tail with a hammer! Why should I be like a cow, with a chrysanthemum between my tail? That is not my weakness at all!

I couldn't help but let out a cry of excitement. Roar, put it up! Handsome tail! Swing it to grandma's house! Throw out all the way of red flowers to her old man!

It was the second time that Kou Sha had been knocked open by the star-tailed turtle, and his internal organs were suffocating, and a blood groove was drawn by the protrusions on the turtle's shell behind him.

Kosha got up from the ground again, and saw a mastiff being picked up by the horns of a turtle, rolling on the turtle's back, and the direction in which it fell was the turtle's tail that looked like a dog's tail and grass!

Kosha recognized that this guy was one of the people who had just joined at the crossroads, and he was big, but stupid.

"Stupid!" Kosha cursed, gritting his teeth and jumping towards the Gumi, where the iron rod stopped him.

As soon as it collided, the iron rod was knocked out, and all that was left was the numb arms. Kosha's blockade is useless!

Luckily, two more iron rods came in and crossed to block the swing of the tail hammer, so Kosha didn't need to use his upper chest against the tail.

The unlucky egg on the turtle's back fell, and he didn't know how many wounds were scratched on his body, and he was stained with blood, and unfortunately landed on the spiky tail hammer, let out a muffled grunt, and rolled to the side.

"What now!" Kosha heard a roar.

Now do you continue to compete with the Wolf Werewolf, or do you step back together and hand over the Startail Turtle to the two high-level demonic beasts to deal with?

Kosha didn't care about these calculations, because he suddenly saw an opportunity, a momentary opportunity that the unlucky guy had taken out with his body. For a second, Gumi stopped swinging!

Kosha jumped up and hugged the tail tightly, his legs gripping the hammer even tighter. At this moment, he noticed that his hands had already cracked, but he was more worried about the tail hammer between his legs, praying that he would never slip back, otherwise he would be beaten with chickens and eggs!

Even though there was a person hanging on it, the tail kept flicking, and Kosha didn't know how many people he had hit, how many rocks he had broken, and he was even more dizzy.

Kosha suddenly realized that he was stupid! he had double the strength of his madness, and instead of hanging on it, it was better to land on his feet and give the Startail Turtle more resistance!

"Soldiers, throw the net!"

Before Kosha could pull his trouser leg off the tail barb when he heard the command.

Throwing nets is a compulsory skill of the wolf clan, and the excellent wolf cavalry of Wolf can cover three enemies at the same time with a throwing net, and then go up to the wolf, and fall with a knife in hand.

The Doug also have the same skill, but instead of throwing nets, they throw ropes! Just leave the time to look at the iron rod and forget the rope.

Kosha lifted his eyes, and one threw a net at his head, followed by a second, and then a third......

"Obis Slatch, damn Wolf, wrapped me in the old ways!!"

On the left and right, there are mastiffs and werewolves jumping over, pulling and throwing nets, to unite the strength of everyone, and pull the tail of the star-tailed turtle. The sudden tightening of the net choked Kosha's scolding.

More nets are hung on the star-tailed turtle, and the protrusions on the turtle's shell for defense have become the best point to restrain itself. More than fifty werewolves and mastiffs piled on the Startail Turtle and turned the Startail Turtle over on all fours.

The iron rod in the mastiff's hand was no longer merciful, and greeted the star tail ****, so that it couldn't distinguish between east and west, north and south, and howled again and again.

No sooner had he broken free from the throwing net, and Kosha suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Be careful! it's going to cast magic!"

"Cover its mouth!"

Thinking of the "intoxicating cloud" that could turn the situation around and turn defeat into victory, the people who guarded the turtle's head were in a hurry, and under the reminder of the unknown person, they used an iron rod to pry the star-tailed turtle's mouth, stones, weeds, mud, throwing nets, and all kinds of things into the turtle's mouth, trying to block the star-tailed turtle's throat.

The star-tailed turtle struggled hard, and the blood-stained dirt continued to spew out, and another mastiff man returned with an iron rod and pestle.

"Obislachi! What are you doing! Kill it! With a knife!

Immediately, Wolf pulled out a scimitar and stabbed the star-tailed turtle in the neck, but found that the turtle's skin was extremely tough, and it couldn't be pierced for a while, and the star-tailed turtle, which was constantly struggling, let the knife slip and cut the person next to him.

"Get out of the way! I'll cut it!"

Another Wolf roared, raising his scimitar and slashing down.

The star-tailed turtle suddenly erupted with a burst of force, and its limbs slid up as if it were swimming, supporting the crowd and borrowing strength, and turned its body at an angle, dodging the scimitar that was split.

"Hold on tight! Split someone!" Wolf, who raised the knife, weakened his hand and did not dare to strike again.

I suddenly felt terrified!

The pounding of the iron rod made me dizzy, and my throat was full of blood. The scimitar that was cut down was like the grim smile of death. It took me a lot of effort to get out of the way.

I ventured into many places in search of all kinds of natural sake. The Startail Turtle is only a kind of magic, and it is also a special type of wine. I don't know, I can only sense the water element, and I have also learned water magic, but all the wine that is released is brought with me, and "water archery" becomes "wine archery".

Because of this special nature of the wine, the Startail Turtle can only spit out of its mouth. Now that my mouth is gagged, I feel hopeless. The last time I felt this kind of hopelessness was when I was a child. That time I was swallowed by a whale, and after sliding over that slippery tongue, I thought I would be digested.

But that time I was lucky enough to get out of the whale's nostrils.

Yes, my nostrils are gagged, my mouth is gagged, and I have two more nostrils!

The smell of wine was again permeating, and I managed to put everyone down, but it was not a pleasant thing to squirt through my nostrils, which made me sneeze a dozen times in a row, but there was also a bonus, and everything in my mouth squirted out.

I shook off my fluffy tails and looked around. The fluffy tail that was still standing hid from the wine mist, and the dragon eagle in the air chirped again, and those red points of light swooped down on me again.

I suddenly felt a sense of frustration, and after I couldn't bear it anymore, I finally had to choose silence.

There are too many enemies, and it's not a joke in the Warcraft world that ants bite and kill elephants. And I understand that I am no match for the Golden Dragon Eagle at all, it can fly, and it is also fire-based, and my delicate skin will be roasted by it!

I turned around and ran, hid in the forest, and when you were gone, I would come out to eat!"

I waited three years to eat that strong pitcher plant! The last thing a turtle lacks is patience!

Seeing the Startail Turtle fleeing away, Ouyang didn't seem to be in a hurry, turned to the Thunder Camp's curtain chief, and said, "Tuke Sacrifice, who do you think won?"

Tuco straightened his waist and said, "These mastiffs are beyond my expectations! It must have been through an unusual battle to have such tenacity to fight for your life. Although this kind of tenacity is engraved in the bones of the Beamon strong race, it is not an easy thing to carve on the faces of the warriors and emerge from the outside! I have been in the camp all my life and know it best. Servebauai could break one arrow, but ten could discourage Orephon. Whether or not he can twist the things in Beamon's bones into one strand is the difference between a ruffian and a warrior. Wolff's warriors have a long-standing training method that allows new recruits to grow quickly. In my opinion, the Wolf warriors in Thunder Valley are like the iron rods in the hands of the mastiffs, strong and straight, but the personality is monotonous and lacks variety, while the adult mastiff warriors are the scimitars in the hands of Wolf, varied and full of tricky tenacity. ”

"So, the weapons they use are reversed! But I still want to know, what is the outcome of the battle?"

Ouyang left time for the embarrassed people to think, and instead ordered the two big guys in the team, "Fizz!

Tu Ji sent the two Golon to roll into the lily field, like a rolling stone falling from the top of a mountain, crashed into the Startail Turtle, and asked Ouyang rhetorically: "Lord Lu Kai, if you don't throw the net, can they stop the Startail Turtle's charge?"

"I've taken this group of mastiffs with me, hunted the spiky, aggressive Norwegian backbone, fought against the earthly python that rushed with its size, and now this star-tailed turtle has turned a defensive advantage into an offensive advantage. Our enemies won't just be the pot-bellied ogre of Oak Oak in the wasteland. An iron rod should also play eighteen changes, and fight as they please, which is what I ask of them. The mastiff has a poor foundation and is not smart enough, and the quality is not enough to stop the star-tailed turtle. The Wolf cavalry's specialty was to throw nets, and the mastiffs were not bad at throwing ropes, and the clothes they took off should not be thrown in place. If you want to fight to the death, you must remember to 'make the most of it'. If it were me, I would have taken off my pants!"

Tuco looked at the fat man's pants in amazement, the size, the hood down, really no worse than Wolf's net throwing.

"Look at those two Gorons. Ouyang gestured, "There is a world of difference between a rogue and a warrior, but a warrior who knows how to play hooligan is an invincible warrior." Because of the unexpected, it is always a strange move to defeat the enemy. ”

Camp Thunder is close to the Godot Wasteland, learn about the wasteland, and get to know Goron better.

Tuco looked at the chase in the distance, and as the first attacker, it was not Goron, who had the advantage in size and strength, but the faster little Gron, who was carrying the goblin.

Little Groon leaped over the Startail Turtle's head, and a pair of punches that seemed to shatter the rock did not fall on the Startail Turtle, but on the ground in front of the Startail Turtle. Enemies descending from the sky, trembling ground, bouncing dirt, frightened star-tailed turtles stopped. At this moment, it is facing the disadvantage of attacking in front and back.

"In the face of such a disadvantage, the Startail Turtle must have cast a cloud of intoxication. I think Goron's magic resistance can't resist high-level magic. Do they want one to seal the head of the Startail Turtle and the other to attack?"

Sure enough, Doon, who caught up, immediately smashed the startail turtle's back with his arms wrapped around the chain. Golon's strength was comparable to that of a giant elephant, and this punch was quite effective, making the star-tailed turtle short.

Tuco saw this kind of attack, but shook his head, "Goron is still too stupid, and the blow on the back is applied to the streamlined carapace of the star-tailed turtle, which has no effect at all. Knowing how to attack the cover door is a must for a warrior. It takes three years of practice for a Wolf warrior to master how to exert force on a scimitar. Lord Lukey, you want to train Goron to become a warrior?"

"Nope. I mentioned it to Cullen and he told me that Goron's mindset doesn't teach anything at all, and that their improvising personality only enjoys the devastation of direct violence. This is just a kind of beast, which has not been sorted out into a system, and will never be able to go to the battlefield. I asked them to shoot to show you something interesting. ”

With Ouyang's point breaking, Tuco finally found that the scene was different. Instead of punching the Startail Turtle's head as he had guessed, Gelung, who had attacked the first attacker, jumped up and down from there, occasionally delivering harassing punches. Looking at its routine, it is very similar to the boxing skills of the Kangaroo people of the Beamon boxing master, the saint-Kailu clan, harassment, raiding, and winning with one blow.

How did little Gronn learn this? Was it taught by Sergeant Major Cullen?

Tuco looked at it, and felt like it. He remembered the tanuki who ran into the camp to steal food, and the tanuki encountered a wolf like this, tempting and harassing, a seemingly reckless behavior of selling cuteness.

The Startail Turtle seemed to have lost patience, and its roar rang out, and it was about to cast the "Intoxicating Cloud" again. But its roar immediately became strange, staccato and staccato, and each one seemed very rapid.

Tuco asked, puzzled, "Lord Lukei, is the Startail Turtle coughing?"

"That's Goblin Fitz. When I met them in Godot Heath, it was a combination like this. Fitz plays with a slingshot, harassing with bullets such as stones and clods of dirt, the only thing that is powerful is a paralyzing cobra snake venom. Later, Miriam found it interesting and gave Fitz a bullet test made of various things. What I use now is a kind of choking pepper planted by the land spirit, and when you suddenly eat it in your mouth, it will make people choke and cough non-stop. ”

"That's a different kind of Knight of Golon. Fortunately, the robbers we dealt with were not such a combination!"

"The 'Mr. Heavy Fist' they formed was quite intimidating in the Godot Wasteland, and when they went all the way north, no robbers dared to disturb them. ”

"The timid goblin, the running little Gelon, and the irascible Goron are ...... such a combination" Tuco thought for a moment, understood, and said with a smile: "With the timid and cautious of the goblins as the command, the little Gelon is not only mobile, but also a good example of obeying orders, plus Goron as a fortifier, this is like a small army." Lord Luke, you can really imagine!"

Having succeeded in sealing the Startail Turtle's magic, the Goron team began to attack, picking up a stone and smashing it on the turtle's head. Golon's strength is several times larger than that of a mastiff. The star-tailed turtle immediately couldn't bear it and wailed.

But it didn't seem to be able to push the startail turtle into a corner, only to see it suddenly raise its front body, and then slap it hard, crushing Flegg under it.

The wooden device shattered to the ground, and the second pressure of the star-tailed turtle fell, and a panicked Flegg rolled out as fast as he could, grabbed the goblin Fitz, and jumped to the side. Cautiously leaning in front of him, observing his friend's injuries, apparently unwilling to fight again, leaving Doon alone to deal with the erupting Startail Turtle.

Everyone says turtles are lumbersome creatures. But I've seen more bulky creatures, walruses, fat maggots, and no legs! But the walrus fights in the most powerful way I've ever seen, far more than the courtship of bulls, horned deer, and so on.

This is because the walrus is able to gain tremendous impact force in a very small space.

Can't a tortoise be like a horned deer and take a dozen steps back and then charge, right?

Successfully pushing off the first cyclops boosted my momentum. After fighting off the second head, I considered the situation in front of me.

The golden dragon eagle in the air looked down on the delay, and it was hopeless to escape to the forest. There are so many enemies, there will always be a way to hold me back, and I've been held back twice by different enemies. By doing this, the other party must have bought the Golden Dragon Eagle time to cast a powerful magic.

I know that the Golden Dragon Eagle is a magical beast living in the forest, and the only way to escape the pursuit of the Golden Dragon Eagle is the colorful cloud in the air, where I came. But I couldn't jump that high.

I am reminded of the legend of Shinko. The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles exist for revenge, and the battle is to inflict maximum damage on the enemy until death! The day Shinko became the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, she crashed into a mountain!

Standing up again, I didn't fall, but tried to stand on two legs, just like the one who had been kind to me.

I spent three years waiting to eat a strong pitcher plant until I met the grown-up. A deer-antler, an old-fashioned, drunken antler-emissary, a high-ranking race in the astral plane. The old antlers accidentally fell into the flower sac in order to drink the liquor from the strong pitcher plant. It was I who couldn't resist taking the opportunity to eat the spirited pitcher plant so that he could avoid being digested.

The antlers made me see that I was also a long-time friend, and taught me a way to shed the carapace with the help of wine. "Daughter, will enter the wine", I will always remember the words of the Antlers.

As long as I eat 100 kinds of wine-brewing plants and brew them in my body for another ten years, I can achieve "a thousand golden furs, and suddenly want to exchange for fine wine" according to that method.

The hundredth is a fragrant lily, but it is only a new wine that has been brewed in the body for a month!

"After you take off your carapace, you can come to Nine Star City to find me and teach you more powerful magic. If you don't have a name, you'll be called Patrick in the future!"

This is my agreement with the old Antlers.

I always thought that when I took off my carapace, I would be the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

Or is Kamiko-sama right, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, just a desperate turtle that has to fight with their backs!

I stood there, spewing out the mist again.

I know that the wine mist will be lit into candles by sparks.

But, that's what I wanted.

Boiled wine!

On heroes!