Under Xia Zuo's strong leg force, the strength of this foot is enough to divide gold and stones, and the steel chest guard on Delong's chest shattered under Xia Zuo's feet without accident, but although he hit the target, the touch on his feet is completely different from what he imagined, strong shock force, Xia Zuo felt that the kick was not **, but a pure piece of steel, even harder than a steel block, with his foot strength, even if it was a fine steel block, it was enough to smash it with one kick.

Xia Zuo didn't have time to think about why Delong's body was so hard, and the heavy big knife seemed to be light in front of him, Xia Zuo hurriedly put out both hands, stirring and blocking Delong's strong knife momentum.

Delong held the knife in his right hand with both hands, and his left claw quickly grabbed Xia Zuo's right leg in his chest and kicked him, and suddenly dragged inward, Xia Zuo's move was old, and it was too late to pull the step, although he blocked the blade, his body was suddenly dragged by the other party.

But seeing Delong suddenly lift his knee, the knee covered with a stainless steel knee pad went straight to Xia Zuo's lower abdomen, Xia Zuo's movement is not unfast, while blocking the knife momentum, it is like opening two more hands, quickly crossing in front of him to block the violent knee impact.

Who would have thought that under this impact, Xia Zuo's body, which only supported the ground with one leg, immediately bounced up, and Delong did not hesitate to follow up with a lightning-like flying kick, straight under Xia Zuo's ribs, and suddenly he only felt that the sky was spinning, and Xia Zuo had already flown upside down.

Delong stood in place and did not continue to pursue, stroking the shattered breastplate on his chest, through the gap of the huge palm, he could vaguely see the purple bruises on the sturdy chest that were bulging with more than an inch, this young little lord, his strength was far beyond his expectations, and it was the first time that someone could inflict such a serious injury on him when he was using the steel body of the Taggo Secret Fighting Technique.

However, this far more interesting competition than imagined has also ended, and the kick he just got in definitely didn't leave any room for it, even if the flesh is strong, the minotaur can't still get up from the ground in a short time after this kick.

Although the strength of this little lord was far beyond his expectations, and he had already been recognized, he was the one who won in the end, and the loser had no right to lead the victor.

DeLong sighed, casually put the war knife behind his back, and was about to turn around and walk back, but heard a cold voice behind him: "It's just the beginning!

Delong's high-level warrior's kick with all his strength was absolutely uncomfortable, and Xia Zuo, who flew out upside down, only felt that his internal organs were stirring together, and the pain was like being torn open by a big hole, and most of his body seemed to be his own, his mouth was filled with the smell of blood, and only a piece of red and black was blurred in front of him, and his mind was more like thousands of chirping birds at the same time.

Natsuzo, who was lying on the ground, stretched out his hand to cover the sore spot under his ribs, the proud blood of the Saiyan was enraged by the humiliating defeat, the hot blood was flowing and boiling rapidly, and a violent hot current gushed out of his abdomen, spreading to his limbs, making his entire body begin to burn, his blood vessels were beating, and his muscles were expanding.

In the stunned gaze of everyone, Xia Zuo struggled to get up from the ground, making a crisp sound of "click" all over his body, throwing off the animal skin coat on his body, revealing the bulging muscles of his upper body, and roaring hoarsely in his mouth.

DeLong turned around and stared at the little lord's changes in amazement, the expansion of muscles made the slender body much thicker than before, and the thick blood vessels and tendons wriggled under the skin like cyan earthworms.

"Berserker?" the elite warriors under Delon's command suddenly exclaimed, but then they realized that although Xia Zuo's strength had increased rapidly, there was no wildness in his eyes that almost only left the killing instinct of the Berserker.

Delong's pupils contracted suddenly, although he didn't know what method Xia Zuo used to improve his strength, but the change in the opponent made his just stopped fighting spirit even more high-pitched, and he removed the burden that had been shattered on his body, and Delong was also naked with his upper body.

"Roar" of a tiger roar, with the continuous improvement of the fighting spirit, Delong's body also changed rapidly, the already burly and majestic body swelled rapidly, his eyes began to become blood-red, his hair and beard automatically flew wildly without wind, he raised his head to the sky, let out a wild and domineering roar, and sounded the horn of battle.

This howl resounded through the tribe, and immediately attracted everyone's attention, attracting a large number of onlookers, and the water surrounding the training ground was blocked.

"It's over, the boss is serious! Now the little lord has suffered!" Several powerful warriors under Delon's command couldn't help but smile bitterly at each other, and hurriedly pushed the onlookers backwards to avoid being affected by the battle.

Now they only hope that the boss will not be in a state of madness, and if a little lord is killed if he can't hold back and hurt a lord, then they will be in big trouble.

Madness is the talent of the orc clan, and there are a small number of half-orcs who have this talent, only a warrior of a hundred battles can master this skill, and stimulate the violent wildness in the bloodline of the orcs through their anger and fighting will, so as to increase their strength several times and make themselves a killing machine.

The surging explosive power of the "roar" almost erupted outward from his body, waving his fists, Xia Zuo roared angrily and rushed towards Delong with the afterimage that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye in the state of the Eight Poles Collapse, in this state, it seemed that every cell was full of power, so that Xia Zuo could easily tear anyone's body apart with his bare hands.

"Roar!!" Delong with red eyes, the same roar roared, waving sharp claws and grabbing Xia Zuo, he didn't pull out the war knife behind him, a berserk Campas warrior, he doesn't need those cumbersome, sharp claws and fangs, is the most terrifying weapon of a berserk Campas warrior.

The sharp claws in Delong's hand have not yet touched Xia Zuo, and the strong and sharp wind pressure has cut Xia Zuo's cheeks in pain, and he barely dodges the key point of his head sideways, but his cheeks are still splashed with blood by the sharp claw wind, and suddenly his eyes are blood-red, although he can't see it, but the touch on Xia Zuo's fist still makes him sure that his attack has also hit the enemy.

The move fighting skills became unobjectionable at this moment, the brain of the berserker warrior was almost completely filled with anger and killing, and Xia Zuo, who drove the eight poles to collapse, was even more surging with strength and did not vomit or be unhappy, just like Xia Zuo's first fight with a high-level warrior, primitive fighting, everything depends on whose body is stronger and whose perseverance is more tenacious.

Suddenly, the two people on the training ground were drenched in blood, their claws and fists, roaring and shaking the sky, and pieces of flesh and hair were flying all over the sky.

Mira, who was attracted by the roar of the tiger, happened to see the two people in the field splashing blood colliding together, **'s chest was densely covered with horizontal and vertical scratches, and blood was constantly gushing outward in the flesh and blood that was turned over to both sides.

Covering his mouth, he found old Griffin in the crowd in a panic, took his arm and said anxiously, "Daddy, you quickly find a way to separate them!

"No way!" Old Griffin shook his head, "That tiger is a berserk warrior, and that stinky boy is also burning in war now, they fight like this, and they will never stop without distinguishing the winner or loser!" Although his own strength is weak and pitiful, old Griffin has a deep understanding of the warriors of various countries and races, and he is also very aware of the power of the Campas Berserker, and at the same time, he is also curious about how such a Tygo soldier who has the power of madness can run out as a mercenary.

As for Xia Zuo's comfort, the old Griffin was not worried at all, although Delong's blood-red eyes were full of anger and tyranny, but from time to time flashed a calm luster, but it was obvious that he was not completely controlled by the beast nature in his own blood, which only a strong and determined Campas warrior could do.

Since Delong didn't have the consciousness of being completely consumed by the damp anger, even if the stinky boy was defeated, his life would not be in danger, and he would just lie in bed for ten days and a half months at most.

"That's why I'm begging you to find a way to score them!" Mira anxiously watched the scramble in the field, although Delon was also injured, but it obviously did not enter Mira's eyes.

"Do you think it's a kid fighting?" Old Griffin covered his head helplessly and explained, "Now that they are fighting like this, anyone who comes into their attack range will be regarded as an enemy by them, who of us here can block the attack of the two of them?" Besides, Old Griffin paused slightly, rubbing Mira's hair, "If you interrupt their competition now, the stinky boy will hate you to death!"

Old Griffin knew very well what such a battle meant to the warriors of Campas, a glory more precious than life.

Although she understood the old Griffin's words, Mira looked at the field, the respected people were covered with dense scars, pieces of flesh flew away from the body, anxious eyes were hot, biting her lip, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to rush in to stop it with a spear.

Old Griffin had already noticed her movements, and as soon as Mira moved, four thick arms suddenly stretched out from her side, and no matter how Mira struggled, she couldn't break free from the control of the two snow ape people behind her.

In fact, Xia Zuo's condition is not as bad as Mira's appearance, although he is scarred, but for his Saiyan strong physique, most of them are just some skin injuries, and Delon has no fewer scars than him, but Mira has not paid attention to it.

The boiling blood continued to flow faster and faster in the body, and the instinct of the Saiyan blood to become stronger and stronger began to appear, Xia Zuo only felt that his body was becoming more and more dexterous, his fists were becoming more and more powerful, and the brain that was invaded by the anger in the blood was becoming more and more sober and calm.

PS: Thanks to Gu Yan for providing a cameo!!!