Between the two big horns rising into the sky.

It was Meng Chao's fists raised high.

His fingers were crossed and his fists were clasped together, forming an unparalleled war hammer.

There is no summoning, and there is no need to summon the two chain blades "Skull Crusher".

His iron fist is a unique weapon capable of crushing all obstacles.

boom!

Meng Chao raised his fists, and a series of "crackling" bones erupted in his body. The surging spiritual energy, driven by the wild dance of the nine dragon veins, roared out along his arms and smashed hard towards the ground.

The ground suddenly seemed to have been attacked by a ground-penetrating bomb, and a bulge with a diameter of more than ten meters rose.

A series of criss-crossing cracks like spider webs, driven by the shock wave, spread rapidly in all directions, instantly spreading to the feet of every Bloodhoof warrior, blowing out layers of ripples on the surface of their totem armor.

The Bloodhoof warriors tasted the suffocation and fear that they had tasted in the "Triangle of Death" thousands of years ago.

They all thought in unison that Meng Chao was bare-handed from the beginning, and all the weapons he used were taken from the hands of the Bloodhoof warriors.

This is a "fist" habit.

The founder of the Bloodhoof clan also disliked the use of weapons of any kind.

The reason why "Fist" cast the skull of the "Triangle of Death" into the "Warhammer of Death" is simply that he felt that his invincible iron fist was too fierce and no one could withstand his fist's full blow.

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Could it be that the heroic spirit of the legendary "Fist" actually descended into the body of the black dwarf in front of me?

Otherwise, how can we explain that the momentum of a mere black dwarf was like an iron wall, blocking an entire Turan army!

But the thickest and longest crack in the earth, like an angry dragon with its teeth and claws, extended all the way to Kasava's feet.

The murderous intent visible to the naked eye was like a blazing whip, lashing hard at the totem beast dragging the war drum cart.

These ferocious-looking totem beasts were so frightened that they broke free from their reins and fled in all directions.

Even the wheels of the war drum cart were stuck in the earth torn apart by Meng Chao.

The war drum cart suddenly tipped over, and Kasava was caught off guard. The drums and the war drum rolled off the cart and fell into the mud.

Meng Chao took one step at a time, approaching Kasava.

He extended his right arm toward Kasava, showing his fist.

First, he gave a thumbs up and waved it slightly.

Then he slowly rotated his wrist 180 degrees, followed by his thumb, drawing a "throat-cutting" arc, from pointing toward the sky to vertically toward the ground.

In the tradition of Turanze, this is a very insulting gesture.

Represents the highest level of contempt and provocation.

At the same time, it is also a signal to launch a challenge.

If any Turan warrior was made such a gesture and did not respond, he would never be able to raise his head for the rest of his life.

Hundreds of Bloodhoof warriors gathered around cautiously.

But he didn't launch a charge.

If the black dwarf in front of him is really recognized by the founder of the Bloodhoof clan, he obviously cannot be a "spy" or "spy".

The totem armor with such a strong Bloodhoof style on him also shows that he is "one of our own".

Besides, he has already challenged Kasava.

According to the tradition of Turanze, as the supreme commander of this army, Kasava should use his minions, swords and horns to personally defend the glory of this army!

If this black dwarf is really recognized by "Fist", there will naturally be nothing to say.

But if the black dwarf played any tricks and deceived everyone, then Kasava will definitely defeat this damn liar with the blessing of the Bloodhoof ancestors and make him pay an extremely heavy price!

"Come on, Kasava!"

"Show him the courage of the Bloodhoof warriors!"

"The black dwarf is not qualified to use the power of the fist. Only you, Kasava Bloodhoof, only you have this qualification!"

"Tear off the fragments of Fist's armor from his body and prove it to us, Kasava, prove yourself!"

The Bloodhoof warriors cheered for Kasava.

But to their great disappointment, Kasava was as motionless as a frozen stone sculpture. Not to mention the two giant axes he was proud of, he could not even lift his fingers, even at the height of a hair.

No, he is simply worse than an ice sculpture.

Ice sculptures don't tremble.

He can.

Before today, Kasava always thought that he was a brave warrior who was not afraid of death.

He once wielded a giant ax and defeated the most terrifying totem beast.

He also defeated one "ace" after another on the arena stage of the Blood Skull Arena, winning the cheers of tens of thousands of spectators.

He even conquered Black-Corner City and defeated no one in Black-Corner City except him who dared to take "Great Axe" as his name.

He also thought that he might encounter an extremely powerful and invincible opponent.

Even in the battle of glory, death comes.

When he thought he would never be afraid.

I have even imagined countless times that I would die in battle with great force.

There is nothing terrible about death. It is just about gathering together with the heroic spirits on the top of the holy mountain to enjoy the eternal fighting and glory. Kasava once thought that he believed this from the bottom of his heart and sincerely.

until today.

Until now.

Until he was like an undefended city, exposed to Meng Chao's overwhelming murderous intent.

Until Meng Chao's gaze was like the scythe of death, cutting back and forth through his throat, carotid arteries and cervical vertebrae.

The stinging pain was like a cold noose, making him unable to breathe.

Only then did he realize that he had never been a strong man, let alone a brave warrior who was not afraid of death.

Only when a person faces a powerful enemy that cannot be defeated will he know how much courage is contained in his blood and marrow.

Only when you face the grim smile of death will you know whether the deepest voice in your heart is roaring or crying.

In his own arena, after taking the steaming secret medicine, relying on the heavy armor inherited from his family, he defeated the gladiators who were far inferior to him amidst the cheers of the crowd.

And launch the last charge in his life towards an opponent ten times stronger than himself.

The power required is two completely different things.

Kasava discovered with great pain that he only had the former power.

He is just a so-called "strong man" who bullies the weak.

Under the pressure of Meng Chao's aura, his mind went blank.

The idea of ​​"crushing every bone of the black dwarf with my own hands" has long since disappeared along with my thin courage.

In front of his eyes, Meng Chao seemed to expand step by step, from being a few points shorter than him, to more than ten or twenty arms tall, to thirty or fifty arms tall, to hundreds of arms tall, until he turned into an invincible giant standing tall against the sky and the earth.

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But he himself became shorter and shorter, smaller and smaller, so small that he could hide in the grass or even dust.

Meng Chao's aura was like four high walls, trapping him in the middle and squeezing him into a ball.

From above, he exerted the power of the Holy Mountain on his Heavenly Spirit Cap, making him unable to escape. He wished he could shrink himself ten times more and burrow into the cracks in the ground.

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Kasava wanted to scream hysterically, to run away at all costs, to fly up by his horns and fly out of this nightmare. Yes, he must be dreaming, doing a ridiculous thing. Nightmare, how could such a terrifying existence appear in reality? How could he be drained of all his strength and courage by this black dwarf who appeared out of nowhere!

Wake up, wake up quickly!

As long as he wakes up, he will still be the majestic leader of the "Blood Skull Chapter", he will still be the most powerful person respected by everyone, and he will still be the powerful warrior of Turanze with the name of "Giant Axe"!

Casava was deep in his heart, shouting at the top of his lungs to himself.

It's a pity that no matter how piercingly he screams, he can't muster even a little bit of courage.

He could only stare at Meng Chao, dumbfounded, trembling, walked up to him step by step, and slowly stretched out his right palm towards the top of his head.

And he couldn't even hold his battle ax high and block.

The Bloodhoof warriors who were watching the battle gradually saw his ruthless nature and couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Turan Orcs are beings who love and hate clearly.

As long as you show amazing strength and courage, even your enemies will receive their unreserved praise and even worship.

But if they are strong on the outside and weak on the inside, and do not live up to their reputation, even their own leader will be ridiculed and even reprimanded mercilessly.

No rebellious orc warrior would tolerate his leader turning out to be a coward as timid as a mouse.

If it weren't for the astonishing aura released throughout Meng Chao's body, it came from the founder of the Bloodhoof Clan.

Many bloodhoof warriors, especially the tauren, wanted to sharpen their swords and stepped forward to knock this embarrassing thing like Kasafa to the ground.

Among the hundreds of Bloodhoof warriors, boos erupted one after another.

There were also people whispering to each other. It seemed that the black dwarf had really gained the power of the "fist". Otherwise, how could he have suppressed Kasava to such an extent?

Amidst the increasingly noisy applause and discussions, Meng Chao stood down and pointed at Kasava's head, spreading his palms and spreading his fingers.

The palm of his hand was filled with spiritual energy, and the life magnetic field expanded along the fingertips in all directions, attracting a large amount of dust, gravel and metal fragments from broken weapons, all surrounding his palm, and rotating faster and faster.

The ultra-high-speed friction of dust of different properties, catalyzed by the spiritual flame, instantly triggers an effect similar to a "dust explosion".

And Meng Chao's life magnetic field firmly restrained a series of shocking "dust explosions" within a stable and controllable range.
Chapter completed!