Chapter Fifty-Eight: Ending the Wolf King

"Roar. ”

The wolf king took the lead and pounced on Abdul-Jabbar, who was still warming up on the ground.

But Jabbar reacted very quickly, and at the moment when the wolf king pounced and tore up, the orc uncle quickly lowered his head, lowered his height by one-third, and at the same time clenched his left hand into a fist, and a heavy punch that used the strength of his entire shoulder smashed steadily into the wolf king's abdomen.

Between the galloping and surging, a wolf and beast battle has been seen, the wolf king Berbato was hit in the abdomen, moaning in pain, but after the air after the Belbato wolf king did not fall, but endured severe pain and still stood on the field, a pair of fierce eyes continued to stare at the defenseless orc.

Fortunately, he didn't let his wolves pounce on the attack, otherwise, with the skills of this orc, he would not be able to subdue them without killing a dozen werewolves. Thinking like this, the wolf king Berbato couldn't help but feel glad for his decision just now, but the gladiatorial battle continued, and if the battle was lost, according to the tradition of the timberwolves, the orcs would have the right to have their own territory. That won't work, although Jabbar is not here to grab the land, but in this era of deceit, who knows if this orc's words are true?

"Roar. ”

Thinking like this, the wolf king Berbato rushed forward again. This time, the cunning Timberwolf King chose to feint, trying to confuse the enemy, and then quickly attacked another place.

But Abdul-Jabbar still saw through the wolf king's tricks.

After all, he has been crawling in the pile of dead people, has experienced large-scale wars, and has also experienced countless gladiatorial battles in the arena, for this kind of thing with mortals, Abdul-Jabbar is simply hand-to-hand, almost without thinking about it, Abdul-Jabbar relied on his long-term combat experience, he knew that the wolf king's attack on the head was an illusion, and the real target of the attack may be below, the most obscure position, werewolves, so cunning, they can't do anything, and Abdul-Jabbar has not fought with them.

After seeing the wolf king's intentions clearly, the orc uncle will make a plan, pretending to defend his head with all his might, but he took a slight step under his feet, until the wolf king pounced on Jabbar's head, Jabbar jerked his legs, a rapid retreat, the wolf king tried to attack the lower part of the orc in the next second, but he pounced again, and at the same time, Abdul-Jabbar clenched his right hand again, and a fierce punch directly hit the wolf king's eyes!

"Whew. ”

This heavy punch directly knocked the wolf king out of blood, and the wolves were stunned by this sudden scene, and they all took restless steps, but the next moment, the Belbato wolf king stopped the wolves in time again.

This is a gladiatorial fight, werewolves and orcs, are all races that abide by ancient traditions, in the gladiatorial match, unless one side takes the initiative to admit defeat, the clansmen on the sidelines cannot interfere in the situation on the field. This is the tradition of werewolves, but also the tradition of the orcs, the reason why the orcs and werewolves were able to unite during the First World War was also because of the same values, the traditional concept is the same, the two races have many similarities, of course, there are many differences.

"Do you want to fight?

A punch bleed from Berbato's eye, and Jabbar stood in place, slightly defiant. In fact, this is not Abdul-Jabbar's original intention, but the silk itself is difficult to eradicate, trampling people under their feet, and occasionally showing off.

"We don't know the winner yet. ”

The wolf king Berbato struggled to stand, although one eye was already congested and swollen, but the battle for glory could not end so easily.

The leaders of the two clans stood on the field, ready to launch a third attack on each other.

Puff puff.

The Wolf King used his front paws to dig through the dirt on the ground, making it look like he was about to sprint, and Jabbar also squatted down, shifting his weight downward, making a furious charge.

"Roar. ”

With a roar, the two beasts launched a final onslaught in the center of the field.

This time, Abdul-Jabbar no longer defended and counterattacked, but took the initiative to charge, and so did the wolf king Berbato, surging furiously. The two beasts roared at each other, and in just a second they pounced on each other.

Violent fighting, Abdul-Jabbar had met werewolves outside of Dicas, and at this moment, the orc chieftain was fighting in the simplest, most violent, and most primitive way.

The wolf king's claws rested on Abdul-Jabbar's shoulders, and his sharp teeth swooped down on Abdul-Jabbar's neck, a consistent hunting technique for giant wolves, looking for the weakest parts of their prey to attack. The frantic battle has turned this gladiatorial match into a bloody massacre, and the wolf king's attack method is obviously no longer point-to-point, but wants to bite the opponent directly.

But Abdul-Jabbar is also well aware of the beast's attack, and the first opponent after the orc uncle crosses is the Nightblade Leopard, and the number of fights with the beast will not be less than the number of times he **Raphael. At this moment, the wolf king's obvious offensive intention was directly blocked by Jabbar.

Holding the wolf king's mouth with one hand and the wolf king's front legs with the other, the orc uncle threw the Belbato wolf king out in the most violent and bloody way.

This almost took the life of the wolf king, was thrown to the ground by the violent force of the orcs, Berbato was thrown out of several meters before stopping to rub the body of the ground, leaving blood stains on the ground when the wolf king was thrown out, a little blood stain indicates that the wolf king has been injured internally, this time, if the gladiatorial fight is not over, Jabbar can directly ask for the wolf king's life.

However, after all, the orc uncle doesn't want to kill the wolf king, one more enemy is better than one more ally, kill the wolf king, although the wolf clan will also abide by the previous promise, not to attack Jabbar and his party, and let themselves go, but from then on, Abdul-Jabbar and the werewolves of this forest must have formed an indissoluble hatred. That's not what Uncle Orc wants.

"Honorable Lord of the Forest, you are defeated, admit defeat. I won't ask you for a piece of land, I just need a promise, and if we won the previous agreement, I will let us go. ”

Abdul-Jabbar walked beside the wounded Wolf King, crouched down and tried to persuade King Berbato to give up the fight, and it had already lost, so completely that it didn't even hurt an inch of Jabbar's skin.

"I lost ......"

After a long silence, the wolf king Berbato spat out his decision to admit defeat.

"He, I said you wouldn't have to suffer from this flesh and skin. ”

Gelman said, walking into the arena. At this moment, the druid's actions made the wolves outside the field suddenly alert again. What does he want to do?

"You can go. ”

Saario, the son of the Wolf King, walked in, he didn't know what Gelman was trying to do, but he knew his father couldn't be hurt anymore.

"Wait, my brother doesn't mean to mock your wolf king, but that he can heal your leader's wounds. ”

Abdul-Jabbar sensed that the atmosphere on the field was not right, and quickly got up to explain the misunderstanding. Gelman is a druid, that is, the legendary leather armor three wastes, although he can fight and resist energy, but each item is not the strongest, so on the battlefield, he is like a panacea, where he is needed, he will appear.

Just like when he was just surrounded by wolves, Gelman was a giant bear that could withstand the attacks of at least five timberwolves, and his skin was extremely thick, and now, when someone was injured, he could transform into a night elf form and heal the head wolf's injuries. (To be continued.) )