Standing in front of the door of the prayer room, Lei Kuang heard voices in the prayer room.
It was the gentle prayer of the great warrior.
"Great Barbarian God, you are the lord of the barbarians, you are the source of strength, and you are the crown of glory."
"You are the patron god of the barbarians, you are the emperor of ice, you are the releaser of misfortune, and you are the totem of warriors!"
"You stand high on the top of the ice. Under your icy gaze, all things are in awe and the frost surrenders. You protect your children with the majesty of the frost. With the blessing of your unparalleled power, the barbarians are as strong and unyielding as wolves."
"You wield the ax of doom, weave destiny with your endless wisdom, tear apart dangerous situations with your tenacious palms, and guide the barbarians through boundless suffering and remain standing."
"Your mercy is as bright as the stars. In your quilt, our souls are purified and are as pure and innocent as children."
"O Barbarian God, my Heavenly Father, my supreme Master, I sincerely pray for your forgiveness and guidance!"
"I was lost in the swamp of ignorance, and my heart was tightly entangled by the vines of darkness, but you witnessed my past and knew the marks and sins deep in my heart."
"Your greatness is greater than my sins, and your kindness is far greater than my wanderings."
"I ask You to open up a road of atonement and allow me to embark on this journey to cleanse myself of past sins and embrace a pure future."
“Let me remain steadfast in the path of atonement and glorify your name until my soul is purified and resonates with your divinity!”
Lei Kuang waited patiently until Wen Meng's long prayer was over, and then he gently knocked on the door.
There was a sound of getting up in the room, and soon the door opened and Wenliang appeared.
He is an old man. Time has made his muscles no longer full, but his warrior posture is still upright.
His upper body was exposed, and he wore a dusty leather skirt around his waist. He had no shoes on his feet, and you could see scars all over his body.
The scars vary in size and are distributed irregularly throughout his body.
When Lei Kuang saw these scars, his eyes immediately shone with envy and reverence. This is the glory of a warrior!
But on Wenliang's back, there were iron-like branches inserted. There were more than a dozen branches, and the wounds caused by Wenliang's movements caused a little blood to leak out.
"Great warrior Wenliang, please forgive me for interrupting. You saved my life, but before I could express my gratitude, I had to ask you for help again." Lei Kuang lowered his head and looked ashamed.
Wenliang shook his head slightly, his voice low but gentle: "I am no longer a great warrior of the barbarians, I am just a sinner."
"Besides, I am not your savior."
"I just embarked on the path of atonement. Not long after I planted the twelfth branch of the sin branch, I heard your shout."
"This is the great barbarian god guiding me. This is the path of salvation he gave me."
"And now, not long after I prayed, you took the initiative to come. This is God's arrangement, and it is also the road to salvation that I will take next!"
"So, I should be grateful to you."
"Please tell me, what exactly is it?"
Lei Kuang's Adam's apple rolled, and he almost asked the question "Does the Barbarian God exist?"
But he still swallowed these words, his face became even more ashamed, and he only spoke about his current predicament.
"That's it." The gentle hand touched his heart, bowed his head and praised God's name, "My path to atonement is here."
"I will take action, participate in a duel, and challenge the wielder of the magic construct [Cold Pudding]."
"Ah?" Lei Kuang was surprised.
Wenliang said: "Your doubt is that you cannot really determine the performance of the magic construct [Cold Pudding]. Your dilemma is how to seek reinforcements from the Ice Sculpture Kingdom."
"When I show the strength of the barbarians, I believe that the Ice Sculpture Royal Family will pay more attention to your request."
"Dueling is prevalent in this country. It's time to show the strength of our clan."
…
The head of the military found the root cause of violence: "There is good news and there is bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"
Violent Roots: “Good news?”
The person in charge of the military said: "The statistics of the last duel have been calculated, and they are very good."
Violent Gen was overjoyed: "So, I can challenge that guy in the Dragon Server!"
The military officer was in charge but shook his head: "Not yet, an accident happened."
"Someone wants to challenge you."
Violent Gen's face suddenly collapsed, and his anger rose: "Who?!"
The person in charge of the military said: "The barbarians used to be great warriors—tame."
Violent Gen's expression froze and he was in disbelief: "Great warrior? A strong man at the sanctuary level wants to challenge me?"
The person in charge of the military shook his head: "Wenliang was just a great warrior in the past. Now he is just a guilty person. His extraordinary level has also been knocked down, and he is only a gold level."
"However, you must not be careless."
"Since the other party can openly challenge you after you have demonstrated the superior performance of the magic construct [Cold Pudding], they are naturally confident."
"This is the action of the state guest. Therefore, we must respond!"
"If you want to deal with the dragon suit, you'll have to wait at the back."
"Hmph!" What else could Violent Gen do? He could only grit his teeth and nod.
…
In the largest duel arena in the Ice Sculpture Capital, the dragon boy came to watch the battle again.
This time it is the culprit of the barbarians - the docile one who openly challenges the master of the magical construct [Cold Pudding] - the violent root!
As soon as the two parties came together, the whole audience was in hot discussion.
The violent root is fully armed, while the gentle one is burdened with sin, with empty hands and no equipment. The two form a sharp contrast.
The audience's eyes were attracted by the black iron-like branch of sin behind the gentle man.
"He is really the guilty one!"
"Forcibly inserting branches into their bodies, barbarians are really crazy."
"Hiss...this hurts just looking at it."
"It's more than just physical pain. The negative effects of the sin branch cover the whole body and can add a huge burden. At the same time, it can also make people mentally depressed. Don't look at Wenliang's expressionless face, every move he makes is in severe pain
The pain burst out from his body and mind, and it was so heart-piercing!"
"He has carried more than a dozen sins on his back. What crime did he commit to deserve such inhuman torture?"
The audience was talking a lot and were quite curious.
However, the information about Wenliang was limited. Everyone tried hard to find out, but they only found out that he was once a great warrior of the barbarians. He was once a saint, but now he has fallen to the gold level.
With a solemn look on his face, Violent Gen began to take the initiative to attack.
Taming mainly focuses on dodging.
Violent Root uses fighting skills and uses magic to construct the two attack components of [Cold Pudding], and the attack density is getting bigger and bigger.
Wenliang stepped on the ground with bare feet, his movements were simple and unpretentious, without any bells and whistles.
Most of the attacks were avoided by him, giving people a very relaxed feeling.
"Dodge your intuition!" The answer emerged in Violent Gen's mind.
Barbarian warriors live in the Frost Continent and are subject to the test of harsh frost. Some barbarian warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles and possess talents can rely on the tempering of nature to temper their spirit and will, thereby mastering the ability to dodge.
Barbarians with dodge instincts are not afraid of being attacked. They can dodge complex and intensive attacks in a very short period of time without thinking, just by relying on intuition.
Just like now, Taming shows like this.
"Hide, hide, how long can you continue to hide?" Violent Gen was very wary at first, but when he discovered that Wenliang was just a dodger and didn't even have an offensive posture, he felt humiliated and became angry.
, the offensive became more and more wild.
On the one hand, he relied on the magic construct [Cold Pudding] for defense, and on the other hand, he consumed his own fighting energy and continuously performed fighting skills. Many fighting skills covering a wide range came one after another, gradually overwhelming Wenliang.
Boom boom boom...
Huge plumes of smoke gradually spread and enveloped the battlefield.
An astonishing breath suddenly emerged from the smoke, exploding the surrounding smoke and clearing the battlefield.
The smoke and dust completely dissipated, and Wenliang remained standing.
I saw that his whole body was filled with golden fighting spirit.
Some of these fighting qi are in the shape of threads, woven into the shape of mammoths, some are condensed into blocks, like armor, and are draped on the surface of the mammoth. Others are spirally entangled and twisted into long mammoth teeth.
Wenliang's body is suspended in the air, his feet are about one meter above the ground, and he is among the fighting mammoths.
Appearance - Mammoth!
The audience was in an uproar.
"What is this?"
"This is the first time I have seen this special fighting skill."
"Appearance, this is an appearance! It is a fighter's skill that surpasses [Jin]."
The dragon boy subconsciously sat upright.
These days, he has been on the offensive, learning from Long Meng the appearance of [War Commander].
It's very difficult and I haven't learned it yet.
His extraordinary talent as a warrior finally encountered a severe challenge.
"I didn't expect that this gentle barbarian could actually use [Shape]!" The dragon boy concentrated his attention, this was a great learning opportunity.
"What the hell?" Violent Gen snorted and continued to attack.
However, all kinds of fighting skills were used on the mammoth shape, and almost all were blocked.
The dragon boy's heart suddenly moved and he immediately analyzed it: "The mammoth shape contains the defensive fighting skills of ice armor!"
The fighting mammoth lowered its head and raised its spiral tusks.
The next moment, it suddenly sprang out, so fast that it directly formed an afterimage in the naked eye!
Violent Gen thought for a moment and activated the defensive components, first forming a ball cover and then condensing a single-arm ice shield.
As a result, the moment the mammoth tusks hit the ball cover, they suddenly grew larger, thicker, and became as sharp as a knife.
After being slightly hindered, the mammoth tooth knife successfully penetrated the light ball shield and then hit the ice shield.
Violent Gen had quite a lot of combat experience. His heart skipped a beat and he quickly knelt on the ground. He raised the ice shield above his head and tilted it at an angle.
This action saved him.
Most of the impact force of the mammoth tooth knife was deflected away, but the thick tusks showed their sharp side when they violently rubbed against the shield surface.
The violent root was able to withdraw in time and directly throw away the ice shield.
In just one second of friction, the ice shield was almost cut into two pieces.
The dragon boy's eyes lit up: "The transformation of the mammoth's tusks is obviously a fighting skill. But the tusks are not sharp, but they have a cutting effect. This is the blessing of [cutting power]!"