Ronald did not have the slightest concern about the minotaur named Qita. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He was able to subdue him just now with a broken rib, let alone now. This tower has a body of brute strength, but there is no trace of fighting spirit, if his opponent is a bronze level, he may be able to rely on brute force, but in the face of the silver level, it can only be a target.

"Come on, humans, fight the towers head-on!" the towers snorted with their axes in both hands, and seemed to be extremely excited and excited.

When Ronald heard his words, he laughed in his heart, the difference in strength made Ronald not need to fight to see the results.

One of its towers is not enough to make Ronald feel jealous, but there are so many minotaurs around. Even if Ronald wins, what will he do when the next group rises up and attacks?

Especially this minotaur named Mata, his strength is definitely not on the same level as his tower, judging from the brute strength shown just now, even Ronald has power gloves that have not suppressed his certainty.

Seeing Ronald standing there without saying a word, his tower was a little dissatisfied, and the giant axe in his hand turned in the palm of his hand: "Human, why don't you pick up your weapon yet?"

"Does it make sense? What if I win against you? Can I get out of here?" Ronald shook his head, looking at the minotaurs around him with a sneer.

"Human, what do you mean?"

"Are you saying the ironhorn tribe's duel is unfair?"

"Damn, I want to twist his head off. ”

When the surrounding minotaurs heard his words, they immediately became angry.

As soon as the shaman waved his hand, the boiling sound around him was suddenly suppressed, which showed that his status in the minds of these minotaurs was very high.

"Human, I've heard of you before, you were picked up by Gordon, right? Humans picked up from Stormwind Valley...... In the name of the shaman of the Iron Horn Tribe, I promise you that if you can defeat its tower, the Iron Horn tribe will not pursue you!"

"The duel initiated by the tower in the name of the beast god, no one in the Iron Horn tribe can stop him. If you can defeat its tower, then no one can retaliate against you for it. ”

Ronald listened to the shaman's explanation and thought in his heart: "Defeat...... He?"

"Yes, defeat him!" the shaman stood there, looking at Ronald, whose face was only slightly old and showed no expression, except that there seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Defeat, not kill......

"It's kind of interesting. "Ronald understood a little, it seems that this is really an orc...... Or rather, the customs of their Ironhorn tribe.

The duel initiated in the name of the beast god is like setting up a ring, fair and just, and no one can question its outcome.

However, this duel in the name of the beast god seems to be too simple, as long as one of them has the will to do so, it is enough to challenge the other. Even if his strength is weaker than that of the counterpart.

"But it's just a hint that I'm defeating him, not killing, and it seems that these minotaurs aren't stupid, and they can see the difference in strength between me and his tower. So this shaman doesn't want his tower to die either?"

"It's just a matter of custom, so they have to respect the will of their tower and support this duel with a completely unequal strength. ”

Ronald understood a little, looked at the shaman and asked, "What if I win?

"Being locked up in the beast pen is the treatment of a slave, and if you win, then you will be treated as the victor in our Iron Horn tribe...... But you're human, so ......" the shaman stopped talking.

"Can I leave?" Ronald asked.

"Let you get out of here, that's fine. Although you were picked up by Gordon, according to orc custom, you are the property of Gordon. But it doesn't matter, if you win, then Gordon's loss will be borne by Mata and his son. The shaman nodded, and said without hesitation.

The shaman said this, and the minotaurs around him did not question anything, although it was difficult to make out their expressions from their appearances, but the eyes were not deceiving. The eyes of these minotaurs are 'as it should be'.

They recognized the priest's promises.

Ronald nodded: "Very good, then after I defeat him, I will ask to leave here safely, and give me some food and water......"

"Human, are you underestimating Qita, my axe will make you regret it......" Qita heard Ronald's words, roared angrily, and waved the axe in his hand, but he didn't cut it down: "Pick up your weapon, fight me, don't waste time." ”

"It's been a waste of time. Ronald let out a low groan, and with a movement of his feet, without looking at the heavy hammer on the ground, he rushed towards its tower.

Seeing Ronald rushing over empty-handed, Qita was subconsciously stunned for a moment, and then reacted quickly, roaring and swinging a giant axe towards Ronald.

Although the Minotaur Qita does not know how to fight, his physical qualities are too strong, so strong that it is difficult for humans to compare with them.

Whether it's height, strength, defense, explosiveness...... Minotaurs have a strong advantage.

It's a pity that Ronald is not an ordinary human being!

At Ronald's speed, when the axe of his tower fell, it was just right to split Ronald in half. From this point of view, the tower is not a minotaur who fights purely by brute force, at least in terms of timing, speed, and the use of weapons, there is still a certain skill.

Ronald was a little surprised, but not nervous at all.

Yunlong's three-fold light skill was used, and the speed suddenly increased by three points.

A pair of bull's eyes in his tower burst out with a glimmer of light, and with both hands holding the power of the giant axe, Ronald's giant axe was faster.

"Flowing water accelerates!"

"Super dodge!"

Ronald used two martial arts at the same time, and his body that was originally rushing forward suddenly stopped, and the head-on giant axe was almost touching his forehead, but under the ultra-evasive visual explosion speed, the speed at which the giant axe fell became so slow.

With a twist of his body, the giant axe grazed Ronald's body and slashed down, falling to the ground with a bang.

Ronald smiled slightly, jumped to his feet with a giant axe, and slammed the power fist of his left hand towards the head of his tower.

"If you can kill him, now is a good time to use the Burst Angel. Ronald thought to himself as he watched the huge bull's head facing him.

Ronald punched the throat of his tower, although he did not infuse the fighting qi with all his strength, but the power of the power glove amplification should not be underestimated. I saw that Qita snorted, let go of the giant axe with both hands, took a few steps backwards holding his throat, and sat on the ground.

"I won!"

Ronald stood still, looked at the shaman and said slowly.

The surrounding minotaurs fell silent, looking at Ronald in disbelief, although they didn't think that the minotaurs were the strongest, but Ronald defeated his tower so easily, which still made them feel unacceptable.

However, there were also a few minotaurs with calm expressions, and they had long seen that Ronald's strength was far superior to his tower, and the result was certain, but it was still a little surprising to them in terms of time.

The shaman moved his steps forward, looked at Ronald and said, "You have won, according to the rights of the victor, you can leave the tribe safely, and I will have someone prepare some jerky and water for you later......"

Ronald breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and it would be best if the other party could fulfill his promise.

"Shaman...... The shaman ...... "At this moment, a minotaur suddenly ran in the distance, shouting loudly.

All eyes were drawn to the past.

"Shaman...... Seeing a caravan of humans passing by......" the minotaur ran over and shouted at the shaman.

"Caravan ......" The shaman's eyes showed a hint of joy, and his head subconsciously swayed: "What kind of caravan is it?"

"Shaman, it's the caravan trail found by Quint, who came by the agreed trade route...... More than a dozen carts, covered in canvas, Quint couldn't see what the cargo was, but it wasn't supposed to be weapons. The Minotaur said.

"Not a weapon?"

The minotaur in the crowd said with a little disappointment.

However, the shaman was even more surprised: "It's not a weapon...... That's selling fine salt and spices...... Medicinal herbs ......"

"Mata, you immediately take a group of men along the way to secure the caravan! Tell Gordon to come with us, let us take out the hides and other things we have recently saved, and exchange them directly if we need any goods. The shaman gave a quick command to the surrounding minotaurs.

All the minotaurs left and began to do as the shaman had commanded.

The speed of the orcs hunting is very fast, although the last caravan has only passed for a short time, but the Iron Horn tribe also has a lot of things, and they can exchange a little human goods for some of them.

Ronald stood there, watching with some surprise.

From rumors, humans and orcs have been fighting for thousands of years, or even longer, and almost every few years we hear about orcs invading human territory. A big battle broke out between the two sides, each with damage, and eventually the orcs retreated.

It is not too much to say that humans and orcs are rivals and feuds.

Why did these minotaurs hear that the human caravan was so excited, and instead sent someone to protect it?

"Human, you're in luck. Originally, we were going to sell you as a slave to the caravans, but you won the tower, so you were freed. Now you can choose to leave here on your own, or with a caravan looking for humans. ”

The shaman asked, turning his head and looking at Ronald.

On the ground, the tower groaned and shook its huge head from the ground, Ronald's blow just now, although it was powerful, was far from enough to kill the strong Minotaur.

Ronald thought for a moment and said, "I'm going to find the caravan!"