Two in a row

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The barbarian, who had begun to be defeated by Othello and had some green burn ointment on his body, as well as the crowd who had watched the battle before, had their eyes staring out a few centimeters at this time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Is this an illusion?!

They admit that the human who fought and won the battle against the barbarian warriors before is a qualified warrior, and his strength has been recognized by everyone.

When they arrived near the professional-level bosses, there were still a few people who were dissatisfied, thinking that the other party had won the first battle, and that no one wanted to bully the opponent, so unconsciously ran in front of it.

When one of them came forward to intercept him, some people booed.

But the result?

Not to mention the professional peak warriors who blocked the way, the professional bigwigs behind them all consciously gave way and prostrate to welcome.

Even the master giants don't make much difference!

Only the representatives of the twelve grandmaster overlords of the big clans, all of whom have been passed down for many years, are all powerful warriors in the minds of all barbarians, and the big men who have surpassed the patriarchs of their own clans have barely maintained their dignity.

But even so, the venerable Great Shaman, who was hundreds of years old, even took the initiative to give up his best seat.

This contrast, this difference in status, is incomprehensible to all the barbarians who have not faced it.

A small number of other races who came to the ceremony also showed different faces.

The Terrans, this strange and unheard of small race, are just beginning to spread among the seats!

The host of the ceremony has not yet appeared, but the human race sitting in the first place has become the protagonist of the scene.

No shots, no fights, no muscular collisions that barbarians love, but they come here with a silent and irresistible attitude!

The holy bonfire in the center seems to be suppressed, and everything is centered on this person.

The whole audience was taken away by Xuanye, and all the original fighting and eager scenes cooled down, and it seemed that only Xuanye's barbecue and self-drinking on the seat could attract everyone's attention, as if in order to cope with this cold field, the real owner of the ceremony also came out from behind the scenes.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect such a strong person to watch the ceremony, it's really exciting, I, Sama Brutehammer, welcome you on behalf of the Brute Hammer clan, respected friend. ”

Every move and gesture seems to be pulling the rules of heaven and earth, because everything he has not yet stepped into the holy seat is more easily captured by mortals, resulting in a visual impact and shock that may even exceed that of the real Holy Body.

As soon as he appeared, he seemed to have seized half of his aura and competed with Xuanye.

Feeling the breath of the violent pavement, the unscrupulous battle intent, Xuanye didn't have much ill feeling towards this barbarian powerhouse who didn't leave a trace of history, and raised his own wine glass.

With the resonance of the other party's current breath and rules, the probability of entering the holy position is more than ninety percent, but unfortunately, he is the variable in that one.

"Hmph, aren't humans vassals of Zupan Steelfang, you don't have a good relationship with the barbarians, what are you doing here? ”

Sama Hammer, as the owner, did not say anything, but another cold voice came, but it was another troll with a faint aura of the Holy Throne, and the skulls were made into necklaces and decorations.

The style is completely different from the Zupanr Troll Empire, and he is a demi-saint of the Split Skull Clan!

Although they are both trolls, the relationship between the two troll forces is extremely bad, but the style of the split skull clan and the barbarian is very similar, and the relationship between the two sides is even better.

In addition to representing the etiquette, the demi-saint of the Split Skull Clan who will appear in front of him is probably also aimed at letting him see the aura of other people's sanctification, so as to find an almost cut off opportunity for sanctification!

As a de-saint, a demi-saint who failed to break through to the holy position and has little chance of the future, in addition to gaining powerful power, his mood is naturally full of anger, coupled with the nature of the splitting skull clan itself, his opening is accompanied by bursts of undisguised killing intent.

"Oh, I don't know when the barbarians will be at the mercy of the Split Skull Clan, and you will be the representative of this important ceremony. ”

Gently taking a sip of the divine wine in the wine glass, Xuanye said lightly.

Because of the database characteristics, it is easier to deduce the rational opponent's thoughts, but being able to see through the thoughts is often difficult because of the opponent's optimal choice, and for fools, even if they can't guess the opponent's goal, they can easily counterattack according to some stupid flaws of the opponent.

It's very simple to sow discord, but the effect on the impulsive and hot-blooded barbarians is explosive, and almost all the barbarians on the scene looked at the skull-splitting troll with annoyed eyes, completely ignoring the strength of the other party.

"You, Brother Sama, I just said the wrong thing, don't take it to heart. ”

Hearing Xuanye's change of topic, he instantly stabbed himself with his backhand, although the troll of the skull-splitting clan wanted to refute, but the troll was a little more rational than the barbarian, and knew that he had to appease his allies first at this time.

Even if he didn't realize it himself, after he opened his mouth like this, he simply acquiesced to what Xuanye had started, admitted his mistake, and fell directly into the pit, but it was a reluctant solution to the problem.

"Haha, it's okay, it's all friends who come here. ”

Sama Hammer didn't know whether to respond to the troll ally's apology or to respond to Genya's previous questioning, but the awkward atmosphere was finally dissolved.

In the face of such an upright opponent, Xuanye did not detour the other party again, but put down the wine glass and said loudly

"I have heard that barbarian warriors must go through the baptism of adulthood on the day they reach adulthood, and that only if they succeed can they become warriors, and if they fail, they can only become hard laborers, and I have come here to ask Chief Sama Brute Hammer for advice. ”

After saying this, Xuanye had already stood up from his seat, his whole body full of fighting intent, and with his human body, he exuded a wildness like a desolate demonic beast

"Let's see if you have the means to be holy. ”

The domineering and direct words were in line with the nature and customs of the barbarians, making a large number of ordinary barbarians feel excited and enthusiastic when they heard it, and they could not have the slightest disgust with the people who kicked the game.

"Hmmm!"

The high-spirited voice of the evolution of the word warrior in the barbarian language was shouted by many barbarian warriors under the guidance of Xuanye's domineering challenge words, soaring into the sky!

The clouds in the sky were shaken apart.

"Sama, he's here to make trouble, and he can't be ...... easily"

Although the trolls are not a race with excellent intelligence, they are a little more rational than the barbarians, especially when it concerns the enemies of their own clan, and the trolls of the Skullsplitting Clan hurriedly spoke up to stop Sama Brute Hammer from agreeing.

However, before he could finish speaking, Xuanye smiled freely again

"In order to prove that I have the qualifications to challenge, I first fought against this old enemy of my own clan, and used his head as a battle book for the challenge!"

In an instant, the troll demi-saint who opened his mouth felt a sense of freezing from his soul.

Before he could react, the next moment he felt the world spin, leaving only a tall, headless corpse with countless familiar skull pendants hanging from the corpse.

He is a half-saint, but he is not an enemy!

This......

What is sacred......

A neck blood splattered in the air, like a red Changlian falling from the sky.

With a wisp of blood on his face, he grabbed the hair from the troll's skull and lifted it up to Sama Hammer

"Fight?"

The demi-saint who fails to break through ordinarily, the demi-saint who does not have its own unique means, killing it is like killing a chicken!