Maintaining a good spirit is the most important thing, and An Wenxuan couldn't help muttering before going to bed: "Tomorrow is really important." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

When I woke up, my spirit was exceptionally good, and I was full of confidence in today's competition, Xiao Lori came in the morning, and gave An Wenxuan a lot of delicious food, saying that An Wenxuan would make up for it, so that he could win today's game.

After eating breakfast to her heart's content, she felt that her body was full of strength, and she was even happier when she looked at the little Lori who brought breakfast, because An Wenxuan had eaten all the things she had taken.

Out of the cave, An Wenxuan and Xiao Lori walked towards the ancestral hall of the dwarf clan, because the location of the competition was there, and after a while, the two came to the door of the ancestral hall. This place has long been full of dwarves, obviously the dwarves are very concerned about this matter, and they came early, and the number of dwarves in the mountains is very large, and the entrance of the ancestral hall is crowded.

But fortunately, everyone here knows Little Lori, and coupled with An Wenxuan's display last night, these simple dwarves consciously made a way for the two. In this way, the two of them entered the dwarf ancestral hall unhindered, the dwarf ancestral hall is a holy place for dwarves, and not all dwarves can enter, so those who enter today are all contestants.

The superfluous people can only wait outside, this is about the legacy of the dwarven heroes, the battle for Thor's hammer is about to begin, and the mountain dwarves outside can only do it in a hurry. Some of the rock dwarves left behind by the Scar Dwarves gathered in a small group at the entrance of the ancestral hall, and they were taller than the mountain dwarves.

Standing at the door very arrogantly, he didn't take these mountain dwarves in his eyes at all, in their eyes the mountain dwarves were a rubbish race. These rocky dwarves outside the ancestral hall looked at the surrounding mountain dwarves with disdain, and the scar dwarves entered the ancestral hall, so now it was Barnard who was in the lead.

Barnard's strength is not very strong, but he is very good at judging the situation, and his kung fu is even better, and he follows the Scar Dwarf every day. Now that Scar Dwarf is gone, he is the head of these rocky dwarves: "It's really nice to be in charge." ”

He was very happy in his heart, he hated these short mountain dwarves very much, and even hated them, if it weren't for these damn dwarves, how could he be so short? If they obediently handed over Thor's hammer, the patriarch would definitely be rewarded by the beast emperor when he returned, and wouldn't he have a lot of benefits?

"Shhh This is too much of a sin for Barnard, who can only slap his beard, when has he been so seriously injured?

His eyes stared at the surrounding mountain dwarves with resentful eyes: "It's all these dwarfs who are to blame, otherwise I won't be hurt." Barnard blamed the mountain dwarves for everything.

Therefore, when the rock dwarves outside the ancestral hall provoked the mountain dwarves, not only did he not stop them, but also fanned the flames next to him. The mountain dwarves are very simple, and they only endure the provocations of the rock dwarves. Just when these rock dwarves were extremely arrogant, An Wenxuan walked out of the passage automatically given way by the mountain dwarves.

"Can dogs be here too?" the soft words, the breezy voice, as if they had nothing to do with all of this.

An Wenxuan didn't even look this way, still walking slowly towards the entrance of the ancestral hall with little Lori, and Barnard felt his blood quickly rush to the top of his head. An Wenxuan's contemptuous eyes made him feel great humiliation, he was a red man next to the Scar Dwarf, when had he been treated like this?

"Little bunny, you stop me!" Barnard called An Wenxuan fiercely, his face gloomy, he felt that his self-esteem had been greatly humiliated by being so despised by a human teenager.

If a mountain dwarf powerhouse was here, Barnard would never dare to say that, but the other party was just a human teenager, what was there to be afraid of him. Hearing Barnard's words, An Wenxuan's steps forward suddenly stopped, and as soon as the figure turned around, Barnard saw a pair of eyes as black as ink.

"Bang!" Two crisp sounds resounded in the ears of all the dwarves, and at some point, An Wenxuan, who was still walking side by side with Little Lori, had already arrived in front of Barnard. And Barnard stood there stupidly, his cheeks were swollen on both sides, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, not only Barnard was stupid, but even the rock dwarves around him were stunned, they didn't find out when An Wenxuan had passed.

At the same time as Barnard spoke, An Wenxuan took eight steps to catch the cicada, and used his super speed to instantly come to Barnard's side and give Barnard two slaps. After fanning it, ignoring Barnard's dull eyes, he turned around and walked towards the little Lori at the entrance of the ancestral hall, and a faint voice came out of An Wenxuan's mouth: "Don't let me hear you say a word insulting to the mountain dwarf again, otherwise, I guarantee that you won't be able to get out of the misty forest." ”

The words were faint, but they contained an unquestionable tone, Barnard opened his mouth and did not speak, although he was used to being a fox and a tiger, he was not stupid. The human boy in front of him can come to his side in an unconscious environment, that strength must not be underestimated, what is impossible to come to his side silently and kill himself?

What's more, the patriarch took some of the strongest people away again. What scared Barnard the most was not these, but the look in the human boy's eyes when he looked at him, the coldness in his eyes, the naked killing intent!

As if to match An Wenxuan's words, the surrounding mountain dwarves all picked up their own weapons, some with axes, some with hammers, and some even directly copied the nearby stones......

More than 10,000 dwarves took up arms at the same time, what kind of concept was that? These mountain dwarves could crush these rock dwarves to death with a single stone! Those rock dwarves who were originally arrogant and invincible were like wilted eggplants, and they stayed there honestly, not daring to breathe.

Although the mountain dwarves are honest and simple, it does not mean that they can be bullied, An Wenxuan's words just now are like a fuse, arousing the anger in the hearts of the dwarves! Sure enough, after An Wenxuan left, those rock dwarves were very honest.

As soon as she arrived at Little Lori's side, Little Lori cheered: "Brother, you are so amazing!"

It looks like she's happier than beating Barnard herself, and the little stars are almost filling her eyes, so it's no wonder that Lori has seen these nasty rock dwarves begging for Thor's hammer before. But his grandfather and those elders were all puffed up by anger, and there was no way out, just gulping wine.

But An Wenxuan is different, he gave them a bad breath and gave those big bad guys a hard lesson, and he was very afraid of An Wenxuan when he looked at the appearance of those big bad guys. An Wenxuan has become a hero in her heart.

In the heart of a little girl, she doesn't need to do much to create the image of a hero, and now An Wenxuan undoubtedly has this point. Little Lori's eyes are big, her eyelashes are long, fluttering, and she is really beautiful, and this happy personality is really cute.

An Wenxuan shouted at Little Lori: "Let's go, otherwise we won't be able to catch up with the competition." ”

When Little Lori heard this, she said anxiously: "Ah! Yes, let's go!"

After speaking, pulling An Wenxuan was like running in a cave, the cave was very long and a little rugged, and there would be a torch on the cave wall every short distance, illuminating the cave as if it were daylight. As I passed through this cave, I saw some dwarven warriors standing there like a mountain, thick and unshakable.

The muscles on the arms are like hard rocks, and each dwarf is like a robot, solidly guarding the ancestral hall of their ancestors, which is the resting place of their ancestors, and cannot be desecrated by others!

After a while, the two of them came to the end of the cave, and the Great Elder had been waiting for a long time, talking to the Scarface Dwarf, and there were not many people on either side. There are only more than a dozen, these are the contestants, because others are not allowed to enter the dwarf's ancestral hall, the reason why I chose here today shows how much the mountain dwarves value this competition, and it is also to give those rock dwarves some psychological pressure.

No matter what, the Dwarves of the Rock Land can't change the fact that they are dwarves, and although they have converted to the Beast God, they can't change the fact that they have dwarven blood flowing in their bones. When I walked to the end, my eyes suddenly opened up, and the first thing that caught my eye was seven statues of dwarves, each ten feet tall and bronzed.

These dwarves carved vividly, the material is like copper but not copper, like gold and not gold, as if it were real, and the seven dwarves stand in the wind, with smiles on their faces, as if they are talking about something. Not at all like statues, but like seven real dwarves, their knotted muscles bursting with explosive power, as solid as a rock of steel.

Seven dwarves, no! It should be said that they are seven giants, and their ten-meter-tall bodies make them look like giants holding up the sky! The seven statues seem to have a magical magic power, and when An Wenxuan's spiritual power is close, it is actually bounced out, and these statues are like insulation, which makes An Wenxuan very surprised.

Slowly retreated his spiritual power, and did not test it again, because this is the ancestral hall of the mountain dwarves, although his spiritual power is very strong, but the spiritual power of some mountain dwarves is not weak, and it is not good if it is perceived. When An Wenxuan's spiritual power probed the seven dwarf ancestor statues, An Wenxuan also found one thing. There were seven divine senses around this ancestral hall, and when An Wenxuan's spiritual power lingered on the seven statues, those divine senses immediately locked onto him.

The strength of these seven divine senses is not weak, and those seven divine senses don't seem to have any malicious intent, just a warning. This is also one of the main reasons why An Wenxuan hurriedly returned to his divine consciousness, seeing An Wenxuan retreat to his divine consciousness, those divine senses were no longer entangled.

With the disappearance of these divine senses, An Wenxuan's eyes looked at the corner of this ancestral hall as if nothing, Xiao Lori was stunned when she saw An Wenxuan enter the ancestral hall, and thought that she was shocked by the statues of those dwarf ancestors, pulled An Wenxuan, and explained with a smile: "Brother, I'm scared, these are the statues of our ancestors!"

Little Lori is full of reverence for her ancestral statues, and her tone is full of pride. An Wenxuan retracted his divine sense and said with a smile: "Yes, your ancestor statue is really magnificent! It is the truest and best statue I have ever seen!"

An Wenxuan had a feeling that these statues were not dead, but rather alive, as if they had been suddenly fixed here by something. Shook his head, throwing away his own idea that even he thought was ridiculous, the ancestor of the dwarf race, the seven heroes of the dwarves were comparable to the existence of the main gods, who had such a great ability to imprison them!

When Xiao Lori saw An Wenxuan boasting about her ancestor statue, her heart was even more beautiful, and there was only a gap left when she smiled with her big eyes. Both parties were preparing for the competition, and An Wenxuan and Little Lori walked directly towards the side of the mountain dwarves.

From the tense faces of the mountain dwarves, we can know how important this competition is, An Wenxuan is sure that if he loses this time, it will definitely be a fatal blow to the mountain dwarves! The mountain dwarves are likely to collapse and survive like walking corpses from now on, what is the most terrible thing for a race to lose? Confidence! Even the last inheritance left by the ancestors is not able to protect it, which is absolutely fatal to the simple dwarves!

An Wenxuan told himself in his heart, no matter what, he must help the dwarves win this competition!

On the other hand, the rock dwarves are much more relaxed, because they have absolute confidence in themselves, and after the blessing of the beast god's divine power, they have some of the abilities of the orcs, which makes them much stronger than the mountain dwarves.

Walking over, An Wenxuan saw that most of the people here knew each other, the seven elders were there, as well as Nobion who struck iron, Shakra from the hunter group, and so on. At this time, they all lowered their heads, looking dejected, without a little confidence, as if they were lost, An Wenxuan sighed secretly in his heart, how can they win like this?

"You don't have confidence in yourself?"

"What are you afraid of in the face of traitors?"

Pointing to the statue of the seven dwarf heroes, An Wenxuan said loudly: "Look at your ancestors, what kind of posture do you have? ”

An Wenxuan hated the iron and looked at the mountain dwarves in front of him, and was swept away by An Wenxuan's gaze, and they all lowered their heads. "You are the descendants of the Seven Heroes of the Dwarves! Their blood is in your veins! You are noble, how can you be defeated by some traitors who believe in mongrels?"

The dwarves' heads are lowered, their faces are red and feverish, these dwarves are very good at everything, the only drawback is that they are too kind. Otherwise, with those few rock dwarves, they would not dare to shout, and the entire population of the mountain dwarves would drown those rock dwarves with a single spit.

What An Wenxuan has to do is to change their personalities, so as to save the time when he is not there, and others will bully these mountain dwarves.

"Touch!" An Wenxuan walked in front of the Seventh Elder and kicked it, and this kick showed no mercy at all, and kicked the Seventh Elder directly into the air.

"Bang!" the Seven Elders flew out like a big leather ball, crashing into the mountain wall behind them, knocking down several pieces of rubble.

An Wenxuan said to all the dwarves with disdain: "I look down on you! you have lost the face of the seven heroes of the dwarves, and it is their shame to have descendants like you!" After speaking, he walked the way he came from without looking back.

"Wait......"

"Ahem!" The Seventh Elder, who was kicked by An Wenxuan, stood up against the mountain wall and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. "You're right, we're descendants of the Seven Dwarven Heroes******!

Stopping to leave, the dwarves felt different. Completely, completely, completely, An Wenxuan saw a flame in their eyes! This is not a real flame, but a flame of pride, a flame of self-confidence, the dwarves have regained their self-confidence, belonging to the sense of superiority flowing in their blood! Their eyes are no longer low-spirited and listless, but proud!

The pride hidden in the depths of my heart! The pride that belongs to the descendants of the Seven Heroes! The current mountain dwarves are the real dwarves!

Scar Dwarf had been watching the movement, and he was so happy to see the dwarves listless, he knew he had won. But that damn human had ruined these, and it was only a few words for the mountain dwarves to regain their self-confidence, and the cohesion was terrifying.

The mountain dwarves looked at their expressions completely changed, no longer kind and cowardly, but contempt, which made the scar dwarves very uncomfortable. Staring at An Wenxuan resentfully, as if he felt his cold gaze, the damn human boy didn't know when he turned around and looked at him.

The human boy's eyes were dark, pitch black like a bottomless abyss, and there was a cold, piercing chill in his eyes, which seemed to penetrate directly into the skin of the scar dwarf. The temperature of the space around the unprovoked feeling decreased a lot, and the Scar Dwarf had a feeling that winter was coming, and his body couldn't help but shiver. The Scar Dwarf found himself suddenly afraid to make eye contact with the human boy.

The kind-hearted little Lori had already run anxiously towards An Wenxuan, and she didn't want An Wenxuan to go.

An Wenxuan turned his head to look at the dwarf who had changed greatly, and smiled very happily: "You didn't disappoint me, let these miscellaneous things look at it now, the descendants of the seven heroes of the dwarves are not all people who can be bullied!"

When Xiao Lori saw An Wenxuan coming back, the tears on her face that flowed from her face suddenly disappeared and turned into a smile. An Wenxuan walked up to Little Lori, stretched out his hand, wiped the tears for Little Lori, and comforted: "Silly girl, don't cry, if you cry again, you will become a big cat." ”

"Then you're not leaving, are you?" Little Lori's big eyes looked at An Wenxuan pitifully, An Wenxuan was her best playmate when she grew so big, so she naturally didn't want An Wenxuan to leave.

An hour later, the contest that would determine the Dwarven Thor's Hammer finally began, and the results of the contest would affect the dwarves' lives for the rest of their lives.

The dwarves are not good at others, but brewing and crafting are definitely second to none on the continent of the gods, and the weapons and armor created by the dwarves are almost priceless on the continent. If a weapon or armor made by a dwarf appears anywhere, it will be sold out immediately, and in the Continent of the Gods, nobles are proud to collect equipment made by dwarves.

Some wealthy nobles often brought a weapon or armor made of dwarves to banquets, because it was a status symbol.