El really has no deterrent appearance at all, he looks like an ordinary country boy, not tall or strong, and has an overly weak face, which is handsome at best, and like a girl if he doesn't. Whoever thinks that this must be a child who has been bullied since he was a child.

Tika certainly wouldn't think so, because she and El grew up with a bare ass and knew exactly how tough he was. When he was five years old, he smoked all the bear children in the village, became a hunter at the age of seven, and dared to hunt bears when he was ten years old, and no one in the village dared to treat him as a child.

Tiana didn't think so either, because she had seen El split the ghoul's head like a chopping wood, and although she didn't see it, she later found out that the more perverted gargoyle was also dealt with by him, otherwise she wouldn't have accepted his protection for herself.

After all, it's better to be away from home, and more is better than less. Tika still kindly pulled the corner of Lael's clothes, hoping that he wouldn't cause trouble, but this action made the other young people on the spot more and more jealous, and secretly scolded the flowers for sticking them in cow dung, and they all pouted Kevin to teach the kid a lesson.

"Do you really want to find fault?" El didn't think he was a troublemaker, so he stared at Kevin to confirm again.

"You're finding fault, boy!"

Kevin smiled and stretched out his palm to push at El, in his opinion, this kid's head is not as big as his own palm, and a slight push will definitely fall. At his point, he can hunt wild boars, at best, he shoots arrows well.

With the unique logic of the Xi people, he thinks that as long as he puts this little white face down, that cute little girl like a flower will definitely favor him. Kevin's mind had already begun to imagine some ambiguous scenarios, but all that awaited him was an oncoming foot.

In front of all the onlookers, El kicked Kevin in the abdomen unhurriedly, holding back what he was about to say. It seemed to be a light kick, but it carried a huge impact, and at that moment, Kevin only felt that he was being hit by an angry bull. The muscles of his whole body lost sensation for a moment, and his mind went blank, and he staggered back a few steps and slammed into the person behind him in a funny posture of pouting his ass.

"Stop, what do you want to do?" George reacted, drawing his sword in anger, he didn't expect El to start hitting someone without saying a word.

Elby picked up the stake holding the tent and whipped a stick on his head. There was a muffled thud, the stake broke in two, and George fell down without a word, bleeding from his face.

The young onlookers finally reacted, shouting and trying to rush up.

Unmoved, El grabbed a punch that hit him, lifted the unlucky guy upside down, and threw it with his backhand to overwhelm the whole body. Against these rookies who didn't even wear armor, he didn't even need to dodge, no matter who rushed over, he kicked them away. It only took three or two strokes for these people to lie on the ground with a chirp and never get up again.

El shook his neck from side to side, stretched out his arms. In the frightened eyes of everyone, the bones of his whole body made a series of crisp sounds like firecrackers, and the momentum of the whole person exploded, like a tiger that had just woken up.

"Aren't you trying to find fault? Why are you all soft? Get up and keep playing!"

Listening to the screams and curses coming from the ground, El smiled coldly. He felt that he was so kind and kind that he was still in the mood to teach these rookies who had never seen blood. In the forest, the weak eat the strong, the survival of the fittest, and the winner is king. This simple but crude truth often has to be experienced with one's own life. If you are just beaten, the memory may not be profound, and it is better to start a little heavier.

In his opinion, it is an incredible miracle that this group of guys can go through most of the journey safely. Could it be that the goods transported by the old merchant this time are all talismans of the Temple of Fortune?

"They're in good shape, but they haven't been trained yet. ”

Tiana whispered as she stood behind El, and although she didn't pay attention to the young mercenaries either, out of caution, her hands hidden in her cloak began to glow with a faint white light.

The atrocity of El just now had alarmed the entire caravan, and when they saw their clansmen fall to the ground, the other hot-blooded youths of the Creek tribe also gathered around with red eyes, and some of them were carrying weapons in their hands.

"It's just a rabble, and I haven't done anything like beating a child in a long time. El raised his eyebrows, and he lowered his head, leaned forward with his upper body, his knees slightly bent, and sprang out like arrows.

He didn't have much confidence in his own strength, there were too many powerful beasts in the forest, and even the brown bear he often hunted could slap him away in anger. As a hunter, El's true strength is his physical agility.

The Insight Rune gives El a superior power of observation, allowing him to easily judge the behavior patterns of his targets, so El's has always focused on exercising his physical agility since he was a child, so that his speed can react in a timely manner according to the results of his judgment - this is the real reason why he can move freely in the forest.

Most of the young people who rushed up were mercenaries of the Xi Clan, to be precise, they were hairy boys who had just picked up their weapons and were pulled over to fill their numbers. They have potential, they are energetic, and they have the hormones that are doubly secreted...... It's just that there is no real experience of struggling between life and death.

Because their naturally strong physique makes them as strong as oxen, which is their strength and flaw. They only know how to rely on brute force, but they don't know how to fight, and they don't even know how to cooperate with each other. On the surface, their attacks are violent, but in fact, they are flawed all over their bodies. Like the ferocious iron-maned boar, rampaging through its invulnerability, but in the eyes of a good hunter it is nothing more than a large piece of ham.

Most people just rushed over, and then they saw a black shadow passing by, and then their head was grabbed by something, and they involuntarily hit the head of another person, and passed out. The more unlucky person only saw the huge fist that suddenly appeared in front of him, and then heard the sound of his own nose being broken. Or standing unsteadily, being kicked in the back, and kissing into the wet dirt before you know what's going on......

El walked like a loach through the chaos of the crowd, and to others he seemed to be driving away a bunch of stupid wild boars.

"Stop, what are you bastards doing, stop me!"

Jupiter, who ran out in his pajamas, brandished his horsewhip and roared loudly in anger.

Coldly, he couldn't help but gasp when he saw El covered in blood in the chaotic crowd.

El's thin coat had been torn to shreds, revealing the muscles of his upper body, sweat from the intense exercise mixed with blood. The blood on his body was left by others, and El picked at other people's faces to beat them. A broken nose and front teeth will impress the other person without completely losing their combat effectiveness.

Someone slammed a stick at his back, and El shrunk his shoulder, the stick grabbing his back and sliding aside. The man then screamed, as El turned around and grabbed his right hand, broke his fingers at once, grabbed the stick and slammed it around the heads of the crowd around him, and there was another wail.

The screams stunned the others' footsteps, and El's figure flew out and stood in front of the old merchant. The fierce fight just now only caused his breathing to become a little heavier, and he smiled at the old merchant, and the wild momentum on his body gradually subsided.

"It's just a warm-up exercise in the morning, and your men look quite energetic. El laughed.

What a carnivorous beast!" Jupiter sighed with half joy and half sorrow in his heart.

"I'm ashamed to make you laugh. If it weren't for the caravan's stall, it would be embarrassing to get this group of hairy imps out in one round. Jupiter chuckled dryly at his old face, then turned back to the others and scolded the others.

"Why don't you fight? Aren't you all unconvinced? Why are you all lying on the ground? Get up and work for me! We all like to fight so much, are we all full and have nothing to do! Then don't eat, everyone who fights has no dinner today!"

In the roar of the old merchant, the mercenaries and the men were in a panic again, and they scattered with their heads down. Only four or five unlucky ghosts, including Kevin, were left, still lying on the ground and struggling. By the gift of Bair, the number of non-combat attrition in the caravan had suddenly doubled that morning.

Jupiter shook his head in annoyance and looked at El with a sad expression.

"I'd advise you to speed up your march. "The atmosphere in the forest is not quite right, the beasts are the most sensitive to natural changes, and now many of them are leaving their habitats to migrate, which does not bode well." ”

Jupiter's flushed old face suddenly became bloodless, he had been running merchants outside all the year round, and naturally knew the danger, but he had to focus all his energy on the interior of the caravan before, and he couldn't notice this danger signal for a while.

He didn't care about continuing to greet him, turned around and hurried away. After a while, the sound of whipping and shouting was heard in front of him, and under the careful urging of the old merchant, the caravan was ready to set off at an alarming speed.

El unhurriedly finished the breakfast that Tika had prepared, and helped the two girls to sit on the pack horses. This time, there were no more annoying eyes around, and every time he turned his head, the young people who were being watched subconsciously lowered their heads. No matter where it is, the fist is still the last word.

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