The Frost Armor Hilichurl King is the king of the hilichurls and the king of this area. Unlike the ordinary hilichurls who like to gather together in an ethnic life, the hilichurl king, as a king, is always lonely and silent.

It sat on the ground against a broken wall, motionless, as if watching the wind and snow that had not melted for thousands of years in the Longcrest Snow Mountain.

The Frost Armor Hilichurl King is also proud, and as long as he doesn't invade his territory, he never even looks at each other, let alone roars like ordinary hilichurls

“Yayaika！ Kua！ "Then rush up and try to expel the humans. The Frost Armor Hilichurl King's extremely tempered body alone was enough to deter most adventurers.

The silent majesty of the Frost Armor Hill King was like the epitome of the Dragon Crest Snow Mountain, cold and terrifying, and people couldn't help but be full of awe.

With a thud, a figure that suddenly fell into the snow interrupted the lonely eternity of the Frost Armor Hilllock.

How dare a weak and small human being come to it? Frost-armored hilichurl king felt that his majesty had been challenged, and he was furious, and this human would pay the price for his ignorance!

"Hoohoo!" With a low roar coming from his mouth, the Frost Armor Hilichurl King hammered its muscular chest like a gorilla, and then rushed in front of Anping with his hands and feet, two fists the size of a wine vat raised high and smashed down, threatening to deliver a single blow

"Kuchapupugushazido" hammered into a mess of mud in the snow! The soft and slippery snow didn't have a good focus point, and Anping's dodging movements were a little clumsier than on land, almost rolling and crawling to dodge the heavy hammer of this big man.

But even so, Anping was still flipped a few times by the impact of the powerful blow of the hilichurl king.

Being big doesn't mean he's bulky or slow, and the Frost Armor Hilichurl's visually explosive muscles are the best example of his physical prowess.

When he failed to strike a single blow, the hilichurl king immediately jumped high and fell with the force of Mount Tai's top, simple and rough, with no skill at all.

Just like the simple social law of the hilichurls, as long as they are strong and ruthless enough, they are the kings of the hilichurls!

An Ping, who was kicked by Ying, could only dodge in a hurry, and he was about to roll into a snowball on the ground.

"In terms of physical strength, you can't compare to King Chuchu, blindly dodging has no chance, so let's find a way to fight back." Ying found a location with an excellent view, took out a handful of pine nuts and took a sip of them, and guided Anping along the way.

"Even if you have to challenge this kind of opponent, let me prepare first..."Where does the embarrassed An Ping have room to fight back, if he forbids the use of elemental power, it will be difficult for him to dodge the attack of this hilichurl king on this snow.

Even if the hilichurl king's moves could be seen through at a glance, the innate advantages brought by the huge size and absolute strength could not be compensated for by seeing through the moves, and An Ping couldn't even mention the idea of trying to block the hilichurl king's attack.

"It's not a competition, how can the enemy wait for you to be ready before making a move? Any unexpected situation will come when you are out on an adventure, and you must always stay in combat mode, you know? "Teacher Fu Ying is a practical way of education.

Anping understands the truth, but this initial trial opponent is inevitably a little out of the ordinary, so can't you start practicing with an evenly matched enemy first?

Compared to him, this hilichurl king is simply a professional player beating a children's player. But An Ping was not discouraged, and gradually adapted to moving on the slippery snow, and there was no longer the embarrassment of rolling on the ground at the beginning.

At least the dodge posture looks much more graceful. Although this hilichurl king is very different from ordinary hilichurls in terms of size and strength, he is still a simple-minded hilichurl after all.

Even though its movements are not clumsy, its moves are always wide open and close, and each blow is full force, so the sluggishness of regaining its stance after each attack is a little longer.

Anping recalled the scene when Shiying in the Golden House fought with the Demon King's armed son. Move and dodge in a small area, and the range of action must be small enough to catch the interval between the opponent's attack backswing and output... The hilichurl king hugged his elbows again and put his shoulders on the front of him and launched an impact, like a runaway locomotive, rushing through the mountain, An Ping stared at its movements, and at the moment it rushed over, it jumped sideways and dodged at the same time, drawing his sword and turning around to crack the undefended back of the hilichurl.

Winter! An Ping crackled as fast as the sword bounced off. It didn't feel like a sword cracking flesh at all, but more like hitting a basketball with a stick.

The hilichurl didn't cut off a single hair.

"Ying! I can't cut it at all! Anping complained loudly.

"Remember how you felt when you cut down meteorites that day, apply it to the battle, come on, you can do it!"

"Paimon will cheer you on too, uh-uh

"It's not the same at all! This guy's skin is soft and tough, and the hair on his body is still as slippery as ice cubes..."The hilichurl king rushed over again and smashed it down with a punch, and An Ping jumped back and retreated, and then quickly tried to stab the hilichurl king without fur to defend the pitch-black chest.

One hit. But this feeling is like poking pigskin with a rolling pin! How can a meteorite compare to a trained body?

！ What's more, it's not like the hilichurl king won't move the target that will let An Ping test the sword!

"Different paths are the same, the essence is the same, in the final analysis, they are all control forces, you should be able to comprehend it, right?" Different means to the same end... Control the power... Anping pondered as he dodged the hilichurl king's attack.

When mining stones, what you have to do in the face of ores that are harder than a sword is to transfer power to the inside... The fur of the hilichurl king is obviously not the same substance as the ore, and the power transmitted through it becomes negligible through the cushioning of the muscles... More important should be the cohesion of strength!

Anping figured it out in an instant. But it's easier said than done, it's not that you can do it if you think about it, even if you use a one-handed sword to mine Anping is not so proficient now, not to mention that the completely opposite forces converge at one point.

This kind of thing can only be practiced diligently, and there are no shortcuts. Swinging his sword again and again, or stabbing or cracking on the body of the frost-armored hilichurl king, according to the different feelings, Anping gradually comprehended that skill.

From being able to leave a white mark on the body of the King of the Chuchu and gradually being able to cut the blood marks after a few swords, Anping's talent that surprised Keqing was revealed.

"Whoa! kundelaye”！ It's been a long time since a creature can hurt itself, and the Frost Armor Hilichurl King looked up to the sky and roared, and his body was covered with a layer of ice armor.