The tiger roared, the sound turned into a sound wave and spread, and the snowflakes falling in the sky were scattered, and then his skin gradually turned dark red, and it was a fine bead of blood rising outward, and his body was not only stable, but also counterattacking.

The smell of blood drifted away with the cold wind.

Xu Longxiang was surprised in his heart, his eyes widened unconsciously, he noticed that the strength of the tiger man was several times stronger than before, which made his not very bright brain, and he couldn't understand the reason.

"Captain Human, what did he do to himself, why did his strength suddenly explode!!" In the Meng family's army, there were also recruits who were surprised and puzzled.

"You just joined the Meng family's army, so you don't know. In fact, Captain Barbarian Tiger is a barbarian, and now he has only activated the brute blood in his body! The barbarian is good, and once the brute blood in his body is activated, his strength will naturally double. But this also has a disadvantage, it will damage his own blood qi, so every time he activates the brute blood in his body, he will be weak for a few weeks. One of the veterans sighed and explained.

"Barbarian!!" the recruit exclaimed, in disbelief.

The barbarians and Daqin are in a hostile relationship, and there is actually a barbarian hidden in the Mengjia army, and this barbarian is still a forward captain!

This thing is really incredible!

"What, don't listen to his old. Our Captain Brute Tiger is not a pure-bred barb. His mother is a woman of our Great Qin Empire, and she was only raped by the barbarians during a barbarian invasion, and then gave birth to him, and then the barbarian tiger was abandoned by his biological mother in Huyuan Ridge, and it happened that General Meng led the army to pass by to save him, otherwise he would have died long ago, and since then, he has been called the brute tiger!" An older Meng Jiajun opened his mouth and scolded, slowly telling the life experience of the brute tiger.

In the ring, Xu Longxiang's pressure doubled, his knees were a little bent, and the sweat on his body had already soaked his clothes, but he didn't panic, because he also had hole cards.

"Good boy, you can force me to activate the brute blood, you are proud enough!" The brute tiger thought that he had won the game, and he began to be proud.

Above, the corners of Lu Yao's mouth rose slightly, pretending to inadvertently raise his right hand and snap his fingers at random.

Immediately, I only heard a snapping sound from Xu Longxiang's body, as if some kind of shackle had been opened.

Immediately afterwards, pieces of black bumps fell from Xu Longxiang's body, and there were forty-six pieces.

These black bumps are extremely heavy, and when they fall to the ground, they will smash the ground into craters, and even people who are 100 meters away can feel a slight vibration from the soles of their feet.

Seeing this, Montaigne stood up nervously, his eyes widened, and he said in a daze: "This! These are level 7 Xuan Jing lock rings!?"

The Xuanjing Lock Ring is a common body refining artifact, but level 7 is rare.

Because the level 7 Xuan Jing Lock Ring was too heavy, and the refining materials were precious, few people would use such precious materials to make such a thing.

The corners of Lu Yao's mouth rose, his jade forehead tapped, and he said softly: "Since I found out that Xu Longxiang is innate divine power, I have begun to deliberately cultivate him, and these Xuan Jing Lock Rings are also specially refined by me for him. After a year, he can already bear the weight of forty-six Xuanjing lock rings, and the total weight adds up to 38,400 catties, and today is the first time he has taken off these lock rings!"

Lu Yao then said: "Although this barbarian tiger has the blood of the barbarian race in his body and his strength and talent are extraordinary, he is much worse than Xu Longxiang, who is born with divine power!"

Montaigne's face turned blue, he secretly clenched his fists, and did not speak, he knew that what Lu Yao said was right.

In the ring at this moment, the brute tiger has shown signs of losing strength, and Xu Longxiang is like a giant elephant breaking out of the cage, full of excitement and full of strength.

"Comfortable—I haven't been so comfortable in a long time—" Xu Longxiang, who had lost his restraints, shouted excitedly, and the strength in his arm exploded again.

There is no doubt that the Brute Tiger is no match for it at all.

In an instant, the tall and mighty body of the brute tiger fell heavily on the snow, and the whole ground shook twice because of his fall.

The brute tiger lay on his back in the snow, looking at the dark and gloomy sky, exhaling rough breath in his mouth, his body was weak, and the side effects of activating brute blood had manifested.

This was the first time he had really lost in strength, although he had lost to Montaigne before, but that was because Montaigne was a general, so he deliberately lost. Sister Literature Network

And this time, he was really defeated, and he was defeated by a child.

It sounds like storytelling.

But this incident will not only not become a stain on his life, but will also become a chatter for him to show off when talking to people many years later.

Seeing the defeat of the brute tiger here, they jumped and cheered one after another, and the sound shook all over the world, and the falling snow seemed a lot more cheerful.

But Meng Jiajun's side was silent, and many people dropped their jaws in shock, and their eyes were wide open.

Killing them didn't expect that the brute tiger, who was known as the number one in strength in the army, would actually lose to a child in terms of strength.

"In the first competition, Dream Dye the country wins!" Yan Bin reluctantly tapped the gong in his hand and shouted loudly.

"Concession-concession-hehe-hey-" Xu Longxiang grinned, his hands clenched into fists, a pair of cross-eyed eyes squeezed, and there was a trace of saliva at the corner of his mouth.

Although he looks a little silly, his strength is first-class, so no one dares to underestimate him.

As long as he doesn't die halfway, decades later, he will definitely become a trembling Yuan Martial Strongman, after all, he is a very rare dual-line Yuan Soul!

Montaigne squinted his eyes and stared at Xu Longxiang very longingly, and he made up his mind to pay attention to it, he must return it to Daqin!

Lu Yao's heart was exquisite, and he naturally saw what Montaigne was thinking, and asked with a chuckle, "What is General Meng thinking?"

Montaigne came back to his senses, waved his hand, and deliberately sighed: "You really have a dream of dying the country, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

Lu Yao covered his mouth and smiled: "The general praised it, and your Mengjia army is not bad." ”

After the two flattered each other, they didn't say anything more, and they all secretly smelled of gunpowder.

"General, the venue for this second competition has also been prepared, and it is time to start the competition. Yan Bin came to Montaigne, arched his hand and said.

Montaigne bowed his head, raised his head to look at him, and said with great meaning: "This second scene, you can go! Don't let me down!"

Yan Bin was expectant, and hurriedly clasped his fists and responded: "Obey the order, the last general will definitely live up to the general's trust!"

Montaigne kept a straight face, waved him down, and at the same time turned his head to look at Lu Yao and asked, "I wonder who Gang Master Shen is going to send to participate in the competition this time?"

Lu Yao took a sip of white tea and said with a smile: "This second competition should be a wrestling competition, right? Wrestling is also a competition linked to strength!" He stood up and shouted below: "Dragon Elephant, this second game, are you still coming?"

Hearing this, Xu Longxiang below hurriedly raised his head, nodded with a silly smile, and kept patting his chest, as if he was making a guarantee to reassure Lu Yao.

When Montaigne heard that Xu Longxiang had come out again, his face was darker, thicker than ink!

"What, is the general unhappy?" Lu Yao asked very inopportunely.

Montaigne snorted lightly and said coldly: "Wrestling is not a wrenching arm, sometimes you will fall behind if you have great strength!"

Lu Yao pretended not to care and nodded, but in fact, he was already sneering in his heart.

Wrestling, no one is more suitable than Xu Longxiang!