"Have you heard? Today is the last day of the 'Beast God Temple' trial in the God of War Palace, and we will decide who is the strongest trialist this time. ”

"The strongest trialist?! This is the highest honor that the younger generation has received every time the Qingcang Ancient Realm is opened. ”

"That's right, but I don't know who is qualified to compete for such an honor this time?!"

"You don't even know what this big news is, and now the whole god is talking about it, and there are only two winners in the end. One of them is Stathu of the 'Rhine' Golden Lion Clan, and his brother is the one from the Golden Lion Clan......"

He didn't finish his words, and he didn't say the name of the person of the Golden Lion Clan, just because, in the Beamon Empire, especially in this 'Campasdel Divine Capital', that person was so famous that he had become a legend among the younger generation.

"The Golden Lion Clan, no wonder, that is the tribe of the Lionheart Emperor ten thousand years ago, the natural bloodline is strong, and there are many strong people, who else dares to compete with the people of this clan?!"

Hearing this, some people exclaimed, the Golden Lion Clan has a strong bloodline, the only emperor-level powerhouse in the history of the Beamon Empire, the Lionheart Emperor, known as the 'First Emperor of 100,000 Years', is from this clan, and the strong people of the past dynasties have emerged in an endless stream, and now one of the four saint-level ancestors of the Beamon Empire is from this clan.

"However, what is the other competitor from? Could it be another royal family, the White Tiger Clan, or the ...... of the 'Bright Holy Tiger Clan' or 'Big-Winged Jinpeng'?"

Everyone was curious about the person who could compete with the Golden Lion Clan, after all, the clan was too amazing, too powerful, and had few opponents for thousands of years.

"No, it's neither! You don't believe it, the man is from the Keitel Minotaurs. It is a dark horse that appeared in this Qingcang trial, which is enough to compete with the Golden Lion Clan. ”

Whetting everyone's appetite, the man said unhurriedly.

"How is it possible? There will be such a brilliant figure among Keitel's younger generation?!" someone said loudly before he could finish speaking.

Although the Kettel Minotaur Race, which also belongs to one of the eight strong fighting races of the Beamon Empire, has a strong physique, terrifying strength, and unyielding character, it has always been the most powerful spearhead of the Empire. On the battlefield, totem poles are wielded. The terrible trampling of war has definitely become a nightmare for the enemy. However, compared to the other seven races, the Minotaurs have a fatal weakness.

That's the mind!

There is a saying in the Empire that reasoning with the Celts is like putting your hand in the paste, and it doesn't work at all, because their heads are full of muscles.

Although this sentence is straightforward, at least no one in the Keitel clan will agree with it. But to some extent, it can also show that the Minotaur uses his fists much more often than he uses his brain. Problems that can be solved with fists will definitely not use their brains. As for all sorts of intrigues. They are simply insulated from them, and for this reason, the Minotaur are also known as 'the most reassuring companions'.

In many times of crisis, the Keitel minotaurs are meat targets.

It's also because the brain is not very good. Minotaurs are born with a strong physique and strength, and an unparalleled talent for warfare, but few people can reach the pinnacle.

And. To be honest, it is not without reason that the Tiger Clan and the Rhine Lion Clan can be called the two major royal families of the empire, at least, at the same age, these two clans are more powerful and talented than the other seven tribesmen.

Compared to them, the Keitel Minotaur has always been at the bottom of the eight strong races.

Therefore, when they heard that in this final battle, a minotaur actually reached the finals, and he had to compete with the golden lion for the strongest, and many people's first reaction was impossible. After all, there has never been a Minotaur champion in such a battle for the strongest.

"Don't talk about you, I didn't believe it when I first heard about it. However, this is true, the minotaur called 'Drew', but all the way through, the masters of the Golden-winged Peng Clan and the White Tiger Clan were defeated by him, and broke into the final battle. ”

However, there were still some people who didn't believe it, shook their heads again and again, and insisted on saying: "If those guys with muscles in their heads, developed limbs, and simple minds can compete for the strongest title, then I am still a saint-level ancestor!"

A silver-level Wolf Black Wolf Clan warrior sneered beside him, the relationship between Wolf and Keitel Minotaur is not very good, and when it comes to things that can belittle each other, of course they will spare no effort.

It's just that he didn't see the more and more strange expressions on the faces of the people around him.

"Hmph! you seem to have a problem with the Celtic Minotaurs!"

A dull voice sounded behind him, and heavy breathing sprayed on his neck, making the Wolf Black Wolf Clan warrior can't help but shiver. When he turned his head, a huge fist was constantly enlarging in front of him, and it smashed into his face with a 'bang'.

"Damn Wolf, you like to chew your tongue behind your back, and my old black fists don't have eyes. ”

The Keitel man snorted angrily, and his huge fist slammed up, but he didn't hesitate at all.

Suddenly, the cries of applause, rebukes, schadenfreude, and screams all rang out at once, and the avenue was in chaos.

......

Not far away, a young cyan figure stood still, looking at the scuffling street, with a hint of surprise on his face: "Drew broke into the finals? and ?...... today."

Someone around inadvertently turned their heads and saw that the image was quicksand blown by the wind, diffusing little by little in the air until it finally disappeared.

At that moment, the man thought that he was dazzled by a mistake, rubbed his eyes, and when he checked again, it was empty, leaving no traces, and the cold hair on his back stood up all of a sudden, and his face was full of horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

The disappeared figure was naturally Ye Han, he came all the way, and just happened to hear everyone's discussions.

As for the situation of disappearing with the wind, it was because Ye Han's speed was so fast that he couldn't even keep up with his eyes.

After the initial fusion of the three major fields in the Qingcang Xiaoshi Realm, Ye Han's comprehension of the rules has deepened day by day, and he has entered another level, just now it seemed that Ye Han was still standing in place, but in fact, his body had already left this street and appeared hundreds of meters away.

......

In front of the Beamon Temple, there were all kinds of bustling discussions, and the strong men of all races and tribes, as well as many young people who participated in the trial, were waiting one by one, staring at the two figures facing each other in the ring, and they were all talking in whispers.

This is the finale of the trial of the 'Beast God Temple' of the God of War Palace, and the final battle.

No matter which one of them wins, they will not only receive the title of the strongest person in this class, but also the inheritance of the Temple of the God of War.

This is a great temptation, the ancient Beast God Temple, representing the highest martial arts holy land in the Orc Kingdom of the Beamon Empire, the final victor will receive the highest honor and the full cultivation of the Beast God Temple, which can be called a step to the sky.

Don't look at it as just a competition, but in fact, it has already determined many future results, so it has attracted the attention and attention of countless people and countless forces, which is by no means as simple as imagined.

It wasn't easy for Drew to get to this point, making history as a minotaur and becoming the first and only Keitel to reach the final. However, Drew is afraid that he is in danger, and it is even more difficult to win against the Stattu of the Golden Lion Clan, which is too terrifying, too amazing, and has the inheritance of the ancient Lionheart. A Keitel elder said with a sigh.

"Who's to say it isn't? In other races, you Dru have a good chance of winning the last victory. The elders of the other tribes next to him, who were friendly with the Celts, also regretted it.

"However, he also has a big face, such a talent, and at such an age, he has already entered the eyes of those people. ”

He pointed his finger to the sky, and the meaning of his words was already obvious.

"Yes, the Ironhoof tribe is an outlier even among the Kettle tribe, there was Reilly before, and now there is Drew, if it wasn't for that incident back then, I'm afraid it would be more than that. According to the bloodline, they are probably not inferior to the current Rhine and Tygo tribes. ”

In the distance, a minotaur elder sighed.

Obviously, there is also some knowledge of the history of the Ironhoof tribe.

"Stantu, you have to come on, don't smear your eldest brother's face, he is a legend, and you, as his younger brother, must also inherit this glory. On the other side, cheers were heard from the crowd of the Rhine Lion.

Everyone in the square was talking about who would be the winner in the end, but most of the discussion was still in favor of Stato, after all, this race was too powerful, too amazing, and beyond the capabilities of ordinary people.

In front of the Temple of Beamon is a huge ring, all made of hard black shining gold stones that can resist all kinds of energy. This kind of stone that is unique to the Western Wilderness Continent is inherently resistant, and a powerhouse that surpasses the ninth level can only barely leave a shallow trace when he slashes it, and even if he is a master who breaks through the Void Secret Energy Dao, it is difficult to completely destroy it.

The ring built by Heiyao Jinshi is the best martial arts venue, and it can only be seen in major competitions.

In the ring, Stantu was dressed in a military uniform, his golden mane was blowing in the wind, his figure was tall and powerful, the sun was shining on his body, and there was a unique powerful energy rattling.

"Drew, the battle in the Qingcang Xiaoshi Realm is not over yet, and it is only just beginning. Stattu looked at his rival and spoke.

"It's still the same after a few more fights, you can't beat me. The tall Drew said lightly, his words were very light, but there was an unmistakable taste.

...... (To be continued......)