On the second day, Milega and Mondo returned directly to the village of Stubborn Stone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I heard it from afar, and there was a faint wolf howl in the village. Mondo was in good spirits, the village of Stubborn Rock was not capable of raising wolves, and it seemed that there were guests visiting.

Lisa also became excited, and raised her head and snorted in response.

In the blink of an eye, Lisa was at the gate of the village, and Mondo was still chasing after her. Although he had honed his wind steps on the iceberg and was as strong as a fly, he was still far behind the frost wolf.

"A frost wolf, huh, this wolf is not simple!"

"That half-breed in the back is running so fast, he's Millga's apprentice?"

At the entrance of the village, several heavily armed orcs stood together and exchanged ears. Beside them, the two sitting wolves were also excited to try, and when they saw Lisa galloping towards them, they also jumped out and blocked their way.

The three wolves confronted each other, a low growl coming out of their throats. In contrast, as a purebred frost wolf, Lisa is significantly more majestic than the other two motley frost wolves. During this time in Storm Canyon, Lisa ate the meat of the Frost Demon Bear every day, and also got a lot of nourishment.

Especially in temperament, Lisa was activated by the heart of the beastmaster to activate the ancient beast, and the cruel and cold aura steadily suppressed the two companions with impure blood.

Mondo stood far away and did not come, carefully observing the movements and roars of the three wolves. The world of wolves is also full of order and rules, especially frost wolves, when communicating with each other, every roar is meaningful.

From provocation to retraction of provocation, to recognition and surrender, the three wolves quickly communicated. The other two frostwolves actually made a bend of their front legs, and then let out a friendly moan, and became intimate with Lisa.

The frostwolf's bending movement means surrender. However, this action is not subtle, and only a few orcs who have a thorough understanding of the habits of frostwolves can see it.

Lisa really has the appearance of a queen! Mondo was overjoyed.

"Damn, two wolf cubs actually admit it!" said an orc, dissatisfied.

"Half-blood, is this wolf yours?"

The two orcs at the door, at first glance, were battle-hardened old mercenaries, lazily leaning under the watchtower, their bare arms covered with scars.

Before Mondo could speak, a tall orc rushed out of the village and shouted excitedly, "Half-blood dwarf, you came just in time, come and eat my punch." ”

Sandru of Boulder Village, why did this second cargo appear again!

Mondo shook his head, he didn't want to fight for some boring reason, this kind of battle was meaningless except to win a little sense of honor.

However, if he doesn't crush the self-esteem of this second goods, I'm afraid he will continue to mock and provoke endlessly.

"Give you one chance, only once, win or lose, don't pester me like a woman in the future!" Mondo stretched out an index finger and waved it lightly.

"Roar!"

Sandru was instantly enraged, his forehead was tense, and he was about to explode. Mondo continued, "We don't use tomahawks, we just punch and kick. ”

With that, he took the tomahawk from his back and threw it in the snow.

"Do you think that if you don't use a tomahawk, you can't crush your bones?" Sandru also took off the tomahawk and threw it away, and with a "boom", a large snow stain was splashed.

The eyes of the two mercenaries leaning under the watchtower flashed brightly, this battle axe was so heavy, it was unexpected. There is no doubt that this big orc has extraordinary strength.

"Roar!"

Lisa, the sitting wolf, also sensed the hostility of the other party, and immediately bared her fangs. Mondo whispered to reassure him, and then he stood across from the orc.

Without foreshadowing, Sandru couldn't wait to wave his fist and slam out of the snow, like a mountain crushing him. Although it is large, it is not clumsy at all, but as muscular as a cheetah.

Mondo stood calmly in the snow, his eyes reflecting a hideous face and fists, from far and near. He has entered another state of "Silent Heart" - fearless in the face of danger. Even in the face of the danger of death, we must be like an iceberg, not moving.

In an instant, just when Sandru thought he had won the blow, Mondo moved, and the whole person was like a ghost, fluttering and dodging, and then took a side step and stood behind him.

"Boom!"

There seemed to be a slight tremor on the ground, and Sandru smashed his fist into the snow, smashing the ground into a large crater with a diameter of two blades.

One hit missed, and the backhand was a swinging fist, and in an instant, the fist wind roared and drove the snow dance, smashing like thunder. This second cargo really came prepared, and the reaction this time was not slow, and the mercenaries watching the battle also showed expressions of appreciation.

Mondo's footsteps moved slightly, and he dodged again.

Although the fist of the second cargo is fast, it is nothing compared to the wind blade scythe in Storm Canyon. Mondo easily saw through all the movements and easily dodged.

He finally understood why Millega wanted him to cultivate the "Wind Walk", although eyesight and reflexes were important, but having the ability to act as he wanted was the real strength. The eyes are high and the hands are low, and they are all fake handles.

"This half-breed Wind Walk is very good, worthy of being the apprentice of the Shadow Master. ”

"I just don't know what the power is!"

The two mercenaries watched the battle with great interest, and the old, young, women and children in the village also rushed over when they heard the news, all of them were elated and happy.

Fighting competition is the favorite sport of orcs, and such performances are indispensable at major festivals every year. The arena of Augurita is often packed. Slaves of all races and professions fought in the arena, which has become the most famous tourist attraction of Oghurita.

Sandru also noticed that there were more and more spectators around him, and he suddenly became more excited, exaggeratedly bared his fangs, and roared, "Half-breed dwarf, when are you going to hide, come, have a man's duel with the uncle." ”

"Defeated!" said Mondo with a blank expression.

Sandru was enraged again, and immediately roared and galloped like a tank in the snow.

"Poof!"

With his right foot like lightning, Mondo kicked a piece of snow up and smashed it directly into Sandru's face. However, this second cargo was not hindered in any way, and the huge fist roared and smashed.

This time, Mondo didn't choose to dodge and swung his fist to meet it. The two people faced each other for the first time, and in contrast, there was an incomparably strong contrast between the two body types.

Sandru is nearly three-bladed tall and is gifted among adult orcs. Mondo was nearly a blade and a half, barely up to his waist......

"What a shame for Lao Tzu!" In the crowd, Kragg's face was flushed, and he was about to step forward to stop the duel, but his shoulder was pulled, and when he looked back, Miller suddenly appeared behind him and shook his head at him.

Kragg bared his fangs and said disdainfully, "You don't think that bastard can't even beat a child!"

"Let's see!"

As soon as the words fell, the two were already close to each other.

Mondo dodged Sandru's right fist, and the whole person rushed forward like lightning, turned in the air at an incredible angle, appeared to the left of the big man, and punched him in the face. At the same time, Sandru threw a left fist that was blocked by Mondo's left arm.

"Bang!

Sandru fell like a wall and took a few steps back. But Mondo was like a cannonball, and it shot back fiercely. However, his posture was extremely dexterous, and he turned his head in the snow, and then unloaded the great force of his body, and his feet made a long mark on the snow.

"Good!"

The orc villagers who were watching immediately applauded. How strong Sandru's strength is, the villagers of Razor Ridge have long seen it, and when the long-haired sheep were slaughtered at the Spring Festival celebration the year before last, Sandru had a whim and burst the head of the adult ram with one punch.

This second goods became famous in Razor Ridge, in addition to his strength, there are two.

If it is compared to strength, let alone orcs of the same age, even among the brute warriors among the mercenaries, there are few who have won him. Mondo was punched by him, and he was able to retreat in style, which was simply incredible.

How powerful this punch is, Mondo has the most right to speak. I almost lost feeling in my left hand, and if it was a few points heavier, I was afraid that I would have broken it.

He sighed secretly.

Mondo originally intended to compete with Sandru to test his cultivation results. At this time, my heart was full of disappointment, I thought that after the blessing of Agamagan and the cultivation of the "Horn of the Giant God", I was confident that I could crush this big man, but it seemed that I still underestimated the strength of the orcs, and I had to be more diligent.

Sandru shook his head, spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and smiled hideously, "Half-blood dwarf, is your left hand broken!"

Mondo raised his left hand and hooked his fingers defiantly.

The orc villagers cheered just right! In the crowd, Kragg's face was full of incredulity, he knew in his heart that his son's left hand was at least thirty percent stronger than his right hand, which very few people knew, in order to use it as a miracle move in times of crisis. However, a punch in his left hand could not even destroy one of the half-blood boy's arms.

In this way, the son's strength and physique do not have much advantage in front of the mixed-race boy.

This half-breed is also born with divine power.

Cragg was a little shocked! He had never heard of such a gifted half-blood orc in his life.

There is no point in fighting any longer, and Kragg is ready to stop the duel between the two.

"It's too boring to fight back and forth like this!" At this time, the orc mercenary who was watching the battle suddenly spoke in a lazy tone, "It's better to add a little festive atmosphere." ”

"Roar!" the mercenary let out a roar like rolling thunder, drowning out the whispers of the audience.

To the ears of the villagers watching the battle, this roar was nothing more than ordinary cheers.

However, the two who were fighting on the field suddenly fell into a rage.

Damn! Cragg was furious, and it was clearly a war cry - "rage".