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The wind wolf collapsed to the ground, it didn't seem to be reconciled, it struggled viciously, and wanted to make a final dying struggle, opening its mouth wide, revealing a pair of sharp fangs in the front row to bite the Turdragon desperately.

After all, Turlong didn't have the combat experience of Dil, and he lost his mind under the fierce momentum of the wind wolf, and forgot to continue to mend the knife for a while, but subconsciously raised his arm to block it in front of him.

"Be careful." At the critical moment, Dill gathered the light element in full force on Turron's body, forming a light barrier in front of him. His light elemental magic power was only level 6 for a quasi-warrior, and he couldn't immediately withdraw in front of the Tur Dragon, and he knew that he might not be able to resist the Wind Wolf's attack, so all he could do was to weaken the damage that the Wind Wolf inflicted on the Tur Dragon to the greatest extent.

The barrier only broke through the moment when it resisted the wind wolf's attack, and seeing that the wind wolf was about to pounce in front of Turlong, its attack suddenly stopped, he withdrew the arm that was blocking, and saw that the vines of Aran had already jumped to the wind wolf's head at some point, and strangled his neck fiercely.

Seeing this, Turlong finally stopped hesitating, his eyes shot a chill, and the hand holding the dagger stabbed out fiercely, and the black trajectory bloomed in midair, and the dark element mixed with the speckled blood stains sprayed and smashed down in the air, and also stained the dagger and his right hand holding the dagger with blood red.

"Whew." After confirming that the wind wolf in front of him was completely dead, Turon collapsed to the ground as if he had removed all his defenses, his face pale and gasping for breath.

Dill silently walked over to Turron and patted him gently, "It's okay, you've managed to kill it." ”

"Thank you, Diel, Aran, if it weren't for you, I would have been bitten by that beast." Turon hugged Dill like a child, and his gaze at Dill and Aran became a little aggrieved.

"It's nothing, it was really dangerous just now, if it were me, I'm afraid it would be the same as you." Aran walked over and comforted gently.

"Warcraft itself is dangerous, the first time to fight Warcraft, in the face of these fierce and powerful Warcraft, no one will inevitably be afraid, it's nothing. This is the first time, and we will continue to hunt Warcraft after that, and we may experience this situation again, and we will have to learn to adapt. Dill said calmly.

His mind couldn't help but think back to the beast's attack on them, and he would never forget that despair......

"You're right, I won't be so cowardly next time." Turron paused, and when his eyes focused again, he suddenly stood up as if he had been beaten with blood, clenched his dagger again, and swung it fiercely at the dead wind wolf, taking out the beast core.

Dill didn't speak, and sighed lightly as he watched the process of removing the beast core.

"Actually, we are all very good, we cooperate very tacitly, two warrior level and one warrior level defeat a beast sect level Warcraft, it's already very good." Aran looked at the two of them and said.

"Yes, we don't need to be discouraged, keep going, we're also very good." Turron simply wiped the blood on his hands and dagger, nodded, and smiled.

"Let's wait for a break and continue the hunt." Dill laughed too, and the fact that his friends weren't hurt was enough to make him happy.

Then, he took out the scent powder issued to them by the academy to cover up the smell and smell of blood before leaving.

After a short rest, he embarked on a journey to find the monster again, and in the afternoon, the three of them also met a few monsters, and their cooperation was still so tacit, Dill was mainly responsible for assisting, and from time to time he used exquisite combat skills to wander and interfere to create opportunities for Alan's control, and Turon took the opportunity to release a secret arrow to sneak attack, and the vast majority of demonic beasts below the beast sect were difficult to resist such an attack. Although there were some of them who escaped by luck, they also harvested five beast master-level, two beast master-level beast cores, seven beast cores, nine points, plus the morning ones, a total of fifteen points in a day, such a result, even some squads of the Demon Source Elite Class could not reach it in three days.

It was getting dark, and many of the demonic beasts had also entered an active state, while the three of them who had been fighting for a day had entered fatigue.

"Let's camp here." At night, after some brief observation, Dill chose a clearing near the river.

"The squad leader said it's okay." After a day of fighting, although Yalan was the main force in control, she was also convinced by Diel's assistance and his excellent combat performance, plus she also knew that Diel's theoretical knowledge was very good, and she didn't think it was much of a problem, so she naturally obeyed her words.

"Let's get started, we're going to die of exhaustion after a day of fighting." Turron agreed.

The three of them were divided into two tents, one for Aran and one for Turon and Dil, and as soon as the tent was set up, they simply sprayed a potion to hide their breath, and the three of them quickly got into the tent.

"Today's animal hunting activities are much more tiring than the physical training arranged by the old class on weekdays." Lying in the tent, Turron sighed.

"What is he doing for the evening?" Curiosity, Dell asked.

"Hey, you don't know, three kilometers a Saturday, or the kind of iron suit, according to everyone's physical fitness weight is also different, although my weight is not much, but I am still tired half to death every time, not running is a variety of exercises, what to lift barbells, throw solid balls, and all kinds of messy bells and whistles, anyway, I am tired to death. Suddenly I envy you, we are so tired that we are dying after returning to the dormitory every day. When Turon mentioned the physical training arranged by Oduosho, his complaint was mixed with a little helplessness.

"Wow, that's pretty miserable, but the pain of heart disease isn't that easy to bear." Dill chuckled.

He couldn't think of that scene, but just listening to Turlong's narration was also a little trembling, fortunately, he had the privilege of not participating, and he didn't have to suffer from these "flesh and skin suffering", although returning to the Demon Xing Hall was a succession of magic cultivation, but most of them were still spiritual and magical cultivation, and his body had very little to bear on weekdays, and perhaps because of this, his heart had stabilized a lot these days.

"But I'm sure my source power will soon surpass yours." Not to be outdone, Turon said.

"Oh? How much power do you have now? Dill asked with interest.

"I have a little foundation, and now I am a quasi-warrior level five, although I am not as good as Lu Jiali and Yalan, my source power level is also among the best in the class."