Blackmoore's face turned red, he kicked off his back foot and charged towards the monk.
However, the obese Pandaren only turned to the side seemingly casually, while drinking strong alcohol to himself. But just like this, he managed to avoid Blackmoore's charge!
"Varied……"
The guy couldn't believe it, but before he could say anything, Chen Stormstout took the wine jar and punched him back.
"boom!"
This punch, with the inertia of a wine vat, hit Blackmoore's beautiful breastplate with real force, causing the strong plate armor to deflate in an instant.
Just as Blackmore charged forward, he returned the same way.
"grown ups!"
The two followers, Bandrack and Skallock, rushed to help Blackmoore, who was knocked back, but were immediately pushed back by the huge force.
A trace of panic flashed in Blackmore's eyes, and he looked around and shouted.
"What are you doing standing still! Come with me!"
After all, it was quite bloody. It said 'Follow me' rather than 'Fuck me'.
It's just that Black can't block this punch, let alone his other subordinates?
It has to be said that Blake usually trains his men well. Those few people cooperated seamlessly with swords and shields, making the attacks continuous.
But the panda man named Chen Kuifeng did not show any panic at all. Instead, he staggered back and forth as if he was drunk.
"Oops! This pandaren is drunk!"
Brian, Magni and others who were watching the battle said eagerly that when Chen Stormstout was drinking heavily, they were full of admiration and praise, but when they saw that the opponent was in danger of losing because of his drunkenness, they began to blame the heroic man.
Pandaren shouldn't drink so much.
For example, the straightforward and loyal Muradin even wanted to enter the scene and forcefully stop the battle.
Originally, Blackmore's side used to bully the minority, but now that the other party is drunk, he should not take advantage of others' danger!
But before Muradin could even take a step forward, he saw a scene he would never forget in his life.
Chen Stormstout, with his drunken steps and helpless posture, could always just dodge the opponent's long sword! Amid the attacks in the big waves, Chen Stormstout was as calm and lazy as if he was on an outing.
.
"Hey! Pay attention."
The Pandaren were like murmuring in a drunken dream, mumbling in surprise and surprise. When Drac was called, he suddenly raised his head and saw the enlarging fists in his eyes.
Then a punch hit him in the face, causing him to fall to the ground unconscious.
The people around were shocked at the time, thinking that someone had been killed. However, the panda stood up straight and wanted to drink again, while he spoke nonchalantly.
"Don't worry, you won't die."
After taking another sip of wine, he leaned over to avoid the attack from behind. He raised his leg and kicked behind Scarlock without looking back. He kicked Scarlock directly in the chest, and then he fell forward again.
Slowly, the people watching the battle discovered the pattern. This dashing pandaman either didn't take action, but whenever he did, he would definitely knock the enemy to the ground with one blow!
Gradually, Blackmoore also realized the gap in strength between him and his opponent. He could not accept that he would be inferior to a beast. In desperation, he finally revealed his despicable nature.
While changing his pace, he pushed his two henchmen who were still capable of fighting and pushed them onto Chen Stormstout. At the same time, he actually pulled out a short gun made by a dwarf from behind him!
This short dwarf gun, which has been filled with gunpowder and loaded, has arcane magic inside to increase its power, and can kill even a giant beast.
At this time, Blackmoore was completely murderous, and he didn't even care about the lives of his two men!
Chen Stormstout originally had the intention of playing and pushed away the two guys who were pushed over with his belly, but after his vision cleared, he immediately saw the short gun in Black's hand and the smoke produced by the explosion at the muzzle.
!
"boom!"
The next moment they saw the smoke, the sound of gunshots reached everyone's ears.
Everyone exclaimed, they didn't even have time to worry about the safety of the pandaren, they found that Chen Stormstout was like a wisp of smoke, dissipating in front of the bullet in an instant.
"rat!"
With a long afterimage, Chen Stormstout appeared beside Blackmoore.
Before the other party could show his shocked expression, the fist as big as a water bowl fell on Blackmore's face.
Originally, he just wanted to teach the other party a lesson, but the other party's behavior completely angered Chen Stormstout. As a result, at this moment, he didn't hold back at all.
With just one punch, Blackmoore was sent flying like a cannonball! This flight actually flew directly over the square of the Explorers Association! Flying towards the center of Ironforge!
Ironforge is a ring-shaped city with a large forge filled with magma in the center. Blackmoore regained some of his consciousness while still in the air.
As soon as he opened a crack in his eyelids that were so swollen that he couldn't open them, he saw that they were all red. At this moment, Blackmore had already sentenced himself to death in his heart.
And just when he was about to fall into the magma pool, he suddenly felt a pull on his legs, and he stopped in the air less than half a meter away from the magma.
"Ah……"
Chen Stormstout punched his throat, and Blackmoore could not speak, only whimpering without meaning.
"Zu Niao! Don't move!"
The temperature of the magma almost scorched Blackmoore's hair, and he was currently entangled in Chen Stormstout's thigh with the rope holding the wine jar. The pandaren held the rope with the wine jar in one hand, and climbed onto the Great Forge with the other.
Rivets protruding from the furnace.
Chen Stormstout swung violently, and both Blackmore and the wine jar were thrown out of the large forge. Chen Stormstout lifted it with one hand and returned to the ground lightly.
At this moment, people rushed out of the square and surrounded him. They pointed at Blackmoore who was lying on the ground with a face full of flowers and kept cursing. Of course, most of them praised Chen Stormstout regardless of the past.
"Master, why did you save such a scumbag? Why don't you just let him die?"
Chen Stormstout didn't say anything, he just picked up the wine jar on the ground, drank the last bit of remaining wine, and put it aside.
"We despise such a despicable villain. He hurt me a little but he couldn't hurt me in the end. From this point of view, this person can be killed, but he is not necessarily killed.
If I punched him to death in anger, then I would kill him. But now that I am intact, there is no need to kill him. He will fall into the magma, and I have the ability to save him but don't save him.
The fault lies with me.
This man deserves to die, but he doesn't deserve to die like this. The Sa family has always acted openly and aboveboard, so killing someone like this makes me unhappy."
When he said this, Chen Storm seemed drunk but not drunk, but there was a hidden truth in his drunken words, which made everyone admire him.
At this moment, several of the men who had been beaten down by the pandaren struggled to get up from the ground. They trotted over and uttered ouch, and struggled to help Blackmoore up from the ground.
But before these people could say anything to beg for mercy, Chen Stormstout waved his hand casually.
"Go away! I'll spare your lives today. Just remember that after today's beating, you humans are just ordinary characters in Azeroth, nothing special.
Get out! Just because of you guys, I didn’t enjoy the wine today!"
Hearing what Chen Stormstout said, several people felt like they were being pardoned, but at this moment, someone came up from behind and stopped them.
"stop!"
It was Li De who spoke. Blackmore had no respect for Li De just now. Now he suddenly stopped a few people to stop adding insult to injury.
But what they didn't expect was that Li De handed over something. It turned out to be the dwarf musket that fell to the ground when Blackmore was beaten just now.
"Ironforge only made a hundred of this short gun. I didn't expect that someone like you would order one. King Magni said that he felt disgusted that a dwarf's gun was being used by such a guy, so he asked me to
Come and exchange for me.
Now, grab your things and get out! You are not welcome in Ironforge!"
As he spoke, Li De couldn't help but walked towards the Pandaren's wine vat with some curiosity. How powerful could this monk punch someone and send him flying across half the square?
With the intention of giving it a try, Li De held the wine vat in his hand, weighed it, and then sighed.
"Are these idiots blind? This wine vat must not weigh more than a ton when filled with wine. It's a shame they think the people who can handle this instrument only rely on brute force!"
Hearing what Li De said, several of Blackmore's cronies were so frightened that they almost peed. They nodded, bent down, and helped their master leave while crawling.
Blackmoore's eyes were filled with the fear of the aftermath, and in addition, there was deep hatred, but he forced himself to hide it well, and just let himself be carried away in silence.
At this time, Li Decai walked towards Chen Stormstout holding the wine jar.
"Master, your wine vessel. I think that guy will not learn the lesson. On the contrary, he will even hate the master."
The panda thanked him, put away the wine jar and laughed. As he laughed, the pores all over his body opened, the strong smell of wine spread in the air, and Chen himself regained consciousness.
"I don't care if he hates me or not, what can he do to me?"
The adventurers around him were even more impressed after hearing this. Even Lothar, Antonidas and others also had a good impression of this Pandaren monk.
But at this moment, the panda man seemed to have thought of something, and he patted his head and said in a naive manner.
"Oops! The Sa family just uttered arrogant words while drunk. I was just scolding those narrow-minded and arrogant people. It's not that I look down on the human race. I hope all the sages of the human race won't be surprised."
While speaking, he did not forget to bow to all the humans. When he spoke the common language, he still had the characteristics of his native language. He was particularly particular about the words and sentences, just like an old scholar.
"Haha, Master, no need to explain, we understand what you mean, I even think you are scolding lightly."
Lothar and the others couldn't help laughing as they said this to the pandaren.
This private fight was a small disturbance in the selection of warriors, and then the battle was back to the main topic, if you ignore the exchange of "wine culture" between the dwarves and the pandas.
However, after Chen Stormstout, there was no suitable candidate among the adventurers present. Just when things reached a deadlock, a man stood up in the corner of the square.
This man was covered in a cloak, and no one knew what race or identity he was. Anyone who was interested noticed that when Chen Stormstout and Blackmoore were fighting just now, this man was sitting there, like a sculpture.
He remained silent and did not express any opinion on the matter.
Now this mysterious man walked over, and people noticed that he was carrying a huge war hammer behind his back. He was talking as he walked.
"As a human being, I feel very sorry for what happened just now. It is true that there are scum among the human race, but there are also trustworthy people.
Your Excellency, what do you think of me?"
While he was talking, the man took off the hood on his head. He was a middle-aged man with a neatly groomed beard and a slender appearance.
And when she saw this man's appearance clearly, Lothar couldn't help but call out his name.