"What!? You actually threw the battle ax out!? Did you really just give in!?"
When he saw the high platform, D'Artagnan suddenly frantically threw the only enchanted battle ax that he could rely on at Montaigne like a disposable prop. The minotaurs in the audience were all shocked, and they all speculated that the wild boy was a hitman.
If you can't go down anymore, just surrender.
Only Zurob, with his glaring eyes and solemn expression, knew that in addition to the enchanted battle ax, d'Artagnan actually had a "sharp weapon" on his body that had never been revealed so far!
When he saw the huge tomahawk spinning like a violent storm, the torch prophet on the opposite side smiled instead of being surprised, feeling deeply confident that victory was already within his grasp.
The next moment, the battle ax flew towards him, and Montaigne held up his stainless steel totem staff to block it in front of him.
"Click!"
Only a sharp sharp sound was heard, and in a burst of bright red sparks, the bowl of the totem staff was almost cut in half, and Montaigne's right hand holding the staff was also struck by the ferocious explosion of "+1 heavy hit attribute"
It became dripping with blood, and a huge wound was torn on the tiger's mouth, and the bones were visible.
"Blocked!"
However, the serious injury to his right hand after his left hand did not affect Montaigne at all. On the contrary, the Torch Prophet, who successfully blocked the opponent's "last blow", was full of excitement and excitement. Dadani, who lost his enchanted battle ax
Ang is like a beast with its teeth pulled out, and can no longer do harm. Although Montaigne's hands were injured, he is still unable to move. With the assistance of the Shadow Lizard, this battle is a sure win!
And when almost all the minotaurs on and off the stage were thinking like Montaigne, suddenly, they saw d'Artagnan taking another step with empty hands, and a thin layer of totem floating on the surface of his body.
The fire suddenly disappeared after trying its best to dodge. But then, on the large wrought copper armor it wore, a totem of ox horns surrounded by a beautiful cloud pattern suddenly shone.
"not good!"
For the first time, Montaigne sensed the danger.
As a torch prophet, he immediately saw that the gorgeous-looking armor was actually a totem equipment. God knows, the "Forge Tribe" is just a wild tribe. But its descendants can also possess an enchanted battle axe.
How can this make other tribes in the Ancestral Spirit Hall sequence feel embarrassed if they receive totem armor?
However, after feeling tense in his heart, Montaigne quickly relaxed.
Haha, so what about a piece of totem armor. Without the enchanted battle ax, D'Artagnan has no means of attack. Relying on a piece of armor alone can only last a little longer. The final victory still belongs to the "Kasha Tribe"
.
However, the Torch Prophet was still too happy too early.
The next second, after being suppressed for a long time, the almost explosive power of the totem was completely compressed into the "Horn of Fire Cloud". Without stopping, d'Artagnan directly launched his biggest trump card, "Horn of Fire Charge", which he had worked so hard to hide so far.
!
"Boom!"
When d'Artagnan's giant hooves stepped on the iron wood floor, they made a roar like thunderous war drums.
At the same time, a pair of brown-red flames ignited violently on its horns like blazing torches, and even the "ancestral spirit suppression" fire curtain could not restrain it.
"What!?"
In an instant, d'Artagnan's sudden outburst once again shocked the entire audience, and a cry also sounded in the square.
God knows, this wild boy has broken the common sense of the tauren time and time again. How many tricks does it still have that it has not used? What's even more outrageous is that it still hid this trump card when it fought Reddock in the preliminaries?
When thinking of this, many tauren's expressions became strange again. It has to be said that to be able to achieve such forbearance and forbearance, d'Artagnan's character has surpassed that of most of his predecessors. Even some others
The leader of the tribe or the torch prophet looked at this wild boy now, and his eyes were not full of contempt and hostility.
In a word, only talents can be found. The Tauren have never lacked warriors who dare to fight to the death, but they have always lacked generals who can lead the army in battle. And now look at that d'Artagnan. He does have the demeanor of a famous general.
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Of course, as his current direct opponent, Montaigne could not care less about famous generals.
Seeing d'Artagnan rushing towards him like a man-eating beast, Montaigne immediately realized that the situation was critical. But this genius torch prophet was not mediocre. On the one hand, he tried his best to activate the sacrificial fire, trying to
The power of the opponent's totem is always suppressed in the props and cannot be released outside; at the same time, he orders the demon pet Shadow Lizard to give up invisibility and directly change to a frontal attack to provide himself with maximum cover and containment; while he himself uses all his strength and holds both hands
Hold the stainless steel totem staff and prepare for your opponent's thunderous strike.
And at this moment, it seemed that it was the last moment of the first game of the finals. The guardian of the maze, who had never glanced at the high platform, finally raised his blue eyes and gently looked in the direction of d'Artagnan.
He cast a glance. At the same time, the little calf Eva in his arms also shook her head and waved to the field, as if cheering for the two players.
Finally, when d'Artagnan of the "Charge of the Fire Horn", carrying the two-hundred-year wish of the "Forge Tribe", was rushing towards Montaigne of the "Kasha Tribe", "Boom", a huge force containing the ferocious power of the explosion,
Suddenly it broke out between the two young tauren.
For a moment, Montaigne felt as if he was in the crater of an erupting underground volcano, and almost his entire body was about to be crushed by the overwhelming force.
However, for the sake of the honor of the tribe and its own dream, the stubborn Torch Prophet refused to take a step back. Then one of its arms was immediately broken by the opponent's charge, but it still resisted and refused to take a step back.
Not lost! Not lost yet!
Montaigne gritted his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at D'Artagnan in front of him. In any case, it still had a shadow lizard in its hand. As long as it could hold on, it would have a chance to make a comeback.
And as if hearing the voice of the torch prophet, at the same moment, the vicious shadow lizard appeared from the side in mid-air, and opened its big mouth to bite the totem warrior's exposed neck after lowering his head. If this bite is real,
Maybe he could really seriously injure d'Artagnan or even kill him instantly.
It's a pity that at this moment, when the afterglow of the huge explosion of "Fire Horn Charge" has not dissipated, suddenly, another violently churning brown-red flame exploded, including Montaigne, Shadow Lizard, and even half
Multiple high platforms are all covered.
"boom!"
In the exploding flames, the Torch Prophet could no longer hold on. After spitting out a mouthful of hot blood, he fell straight back and fainted completely. The shadow lizard that had just sneaked up from one side was even more miserable.
The Abyssal Beast, who was born with the talent of being semi-invisible, had no tolerance for the power of fire, and was instantly killed by the ignited "Cloud Flame".
"this!?"
Finally, when I witnessed Montaigne being knocked to the ground by the "Fire Horn Charge" in an instant, and the Shadow Lizard's large-scale group attack flames burning into a pile of coke, the tauren watching the battle from the high platform were also completely petrified.
, as if they were collectively attacked by Medusa's "Petrified Eyes".
"Your armor is somewhat interesting."
And in the dead silence of the square, on the marble gold throne, the guardian of the maze suddenly spoke inexplicably. Although his tone was calm, it was like a thunder blasting above the heads of all the minotaurs.
"Yes, the distinguished Lord Keeper of the Labyrinth."
Immediately, d'Artagnan turned around and knelt down on one knee towards Cleveland. Even though it was covered in blood and dripping with wounds, he did not dare to fail. Even the blood dripping from his head spread over his eyes, covering his eyes.
, and didn’t dare to wipe it. He just knelt down respectfully.
"Well, go ahead."
After another glance at this wild boy who kept making surprises, the maze guardian waved his hand casually, then lowered his head and started playing with the little calf Eva.
"Yes!" Immediately, the warrior chief in front of the palace bowed deeply and announced to all the tauren in the square: "The winner of the first round of the 'Ancestral Spirit Sacrifice-Totem Fighting Performance' final is: Representative of the 'Melting Furnace'
The tribe's d'Artagnan!"
"good!"
No matter how much I was dissatisfied, or I still looked down on the "Melting Pot Tribe" who had not yet entered the ancestral temple sequence, when Mekalis roared to announce the final result, a landslide and tsunami of cheers immediately erupted in the square. No matter what,
, the winner deserves to be praised. And to be honest, the performance of d'Artagnan, a wild boy, is indeed worthy of such cheers.
Finally, he won this crucial victory. After another deep kowtow to the guardian of the maze, d'Artagnan stood up again and walked slowly down the high platform. As for Montaigne, who was still unconscious on the high platform,
Naturally, there would be others to help him get medical treatment, and d'Artagnan was not so hypocritical as to step forward and do something stupid like laughing away his grudges.
And then, when d'Artagnan finally came down from the high platform, he was immediately hugged by Jourop who rushed up.
At this time, the old tauren's eyes were red and bloody, and his expression was as ferocious as anger. Of course, this did not mean that Julob had any dissatisfaction or anger, but d'Artagnan's victory was too crucial and too important.
It's precious. Not only did he win the top four seats in the martial arts performance, but it also attracted the Cleveland adults to "talk and laugh". And this kind of treatment is even rarer and more beneficial than winning the final martial arts championship. Therefore, even the old Minotaur,
Under this situation, it was completely unable to control the emotions in its heart. If it weren't for the throne of the maze guardian not far in front of it, it would almost be unable to help but roar into the sky to vent the excitement and joy in its heart.
Well, the top four positions have been obtained, and the reputation of the "Melting Pot Tribe" has also been completely established in this celebration, and even attracted the attention of Lord Cleveland. Then, as long as he takes out that set of things, the return of the tribe will be
Completely realized!
Holding d'Artagnan in his arms, Jourop's passion finally turned into a deep sigh.
The young tauren lowered his head, laughing silently, and at the same time swallowed the blood in his mouth again. (To be continued)
