Demon King

　　The green shield of the warlock was split by Barlow with a sword, his face was full of blood, and he stared at Barlow in anger.

　　 He couldn't believe that he could not beat Barlow, the little-known swordsman.

　　 The warlock injured both legs, bleeding all over the floor, unable to move, he was struggling to say something, Barlow didn't bother to listen, and sent him out with a single sword.

　　The Ice and Bell Academy was defeated by Ender and two silver creatures. The alchemist of the Great Artist Academy was thrown around by Hades, who was constantly flashing, and they were all eliminated by cutting their throats.

　　The three people who finished their battle and the herd gathered in the woods, and Ivo descended from the sky riding a steel-winged gryphon.

　　 The wild beasts roared up to the sky, venting their excitement, and the prey finally turned to become a hunter.

　　 "What are your plans next?" Barlow asked.

　　 Ivo smiled, "No need to plan, fight all the way!"

　　 Steel-winged Griffon took Ivo off and flew to the next stronghold. The beast ran along on the ground as if it sounded the horn of counterattack.

　　……

　　 There are a total of eight strongholds in the forest. The captains of the five strong teams all guard one stronghold, and the other three strongholds are stationed at other teams in these academies. Ivo swept all the way with the beasts and cleared these three strongholds.

　　 Together with the previously defeated Seabird Academy, half of the stronghold is in the hands of Ivo.

　　 But his goal is not to score points. He directly forced the beast to demolish the stronghold. The stronghold fortress can be destroyed. However, in order to earn points every day, other participants dare not want to destroy the stronghold even in battle.

　　 The herd of beasts killed the next stronghold mightily.

　　 Outside the stadium, all the spectators were in an uproar, and there was more discussion.

　　 "Why can they order the beast?"

　　 "Are the rules allowed?"

　　 A gambler who bet on Seed Academy saw that the situation was not good, and shouted, "This is cheating!"

　　 "With the help of wild beast competitions, this is too shameful!"

　　 "Coward! He has lost his honor!"

　　 Although there are mixed praises and criticisms, it is undeniable that Ivo, who rules the beasts, is beyond everyone's expectations.

　　 The king's eyes lit up, "Donald, you are right, he can really make people's eyes shine."

　　……

　　 This is the fifth stronghold. It is the base camp of Gregor Warrior Academy. The beasts madly attacked the city wall, being repelled by bows and spears again and again, roaring constantly.

　　 Huolu's double axe danced wildly, the axe light on the wall was chaotic, and he chopped a lot of beasts. He was bloody, his face was cruel, his skin was red, and his muscles swelled as if he was inflated.

　　He is a berserker. The first war pattern is the berserker's signature ability [Bloodthirsty and Rage]. There is no pain, and his physical fitness is greatly improved.

Although the formation of war pattern abilities is random, after thousands of years of research, pioneers have discovered many ways to easily form certain fixed war patterns, such as Berserker’s [Bloodthirsty Rage] and [Anger Outburst], Assassin’s [Dark Jump] [Assassination Mark] And so on, this has also become the signature ability of some professions.

　　 But this kind of fixed war pattern is mediocre, and many people are familiar with it, and there is no unexpected effect.

　　 "I'm going to block him." With a warlike expression on his face, Barlow leaped up, raised his sword, his sword air was like a half-round white crescent, and he slashed towards Huo Lu.

　　 Huolu's double axe united, crushing sword energy, sparks splashing everywhere.

　　Baluo stepped on the back of the beast, jumped onto the wall, flew his sword like flying, swaying his sword incisively, Huolu was unwilling to show weakness, double axe rotation, a series of generous blades smashed down, fiercely fighting.

　　 The fighting styles of the two are both open and close. The walls are rusty and gray, and the bricks and tiles are covered with sword marks and axe marks.

　　 When Barlow entangled Horu, the beasts took the opportunity to attack the city wall, and the trainees of Gregor Warrior Academy continued to fall to the ground injured.

Barlow’s sword aura stained the wind white, like a gusty wind mixed with frost and snow. It was cold and sharp. Huolu’s blood was evaporating, his axe hardly blocked the sword aura, and the second battle pattern on his body was shiny. After a layer of brown, he roared, with double axes in front, and charged with strides, like a galloping buffalo, around his body the phantom of a buffalo appeared, and every footprint was deeply plunged into the stone bricks.

　　Baluo was not afraid, facing up and cutting down with his sword, the air was cut into a long slender white track, the sword energy was highly concentrated, and it made a screaming sound.

when! The blade of the sword and the blade of the axe fought, and the energetic force generated by the collision lifted the beasts around, echoing like a bell, buzzing.

　　 The counter-shock force was huge, Huo Lu fell into the stronghold, Barlow staggered to the ground with a backflip, and the two were evenly matched.

　　 Ivo waved his big hand, and the six-meter-high hill giant subspecies rushed towards the city wall. A fist larger than a human head smashed down. With a bang, the wall collapsed and the beasts drove straight in.

　　 In the stronghold, the beast surrounded Horu and the few remaining team members, eager to try, and roared in a low voice.

　　 Huolu held his axe, guarding the team members behind him, with a furious expression on his face, turning around and glaring at every beast that approached, making a gesture of slashing down at any time to deter the beasts.

　　 Ivo was about to order an attack, when Horu suddenly roared: "Who is your commander?! I'm looking for him!"

　　 Ivo looked strange, and stepped forward, "What do you want to do?"

Horu plunged the double axe into the ground under his feet, and said seriously: "I want to challenge you to Tagora and bet on my honor and dignity. If you win, we will withdraw from the game. If you lose, let us go. Leave!"

　　 Ivo found it ridiculous, and laughed: "Do you think you are qualified to make terms with me? You also challenged gambling, are you still awake, dream about you."

　　 "The situation is in my grasp. You don't have the capital to resist. Anyone with a little bit of logic will not agree to it. Are you insulting my IQ? Maybe you are insulting your own IQ."

　　Holu roared: "You coward! Tagora is sacred, and those who reject Tagora are not worthy of being called a warrior!"

Ander suddenly said: "Mr. Ivo, he is right. God of War is the common belief of all warriors, and Tagora is the sacred tradition of warriors. Obtaining the blessings and gifts of the God of War is a battle witnessed by the gods. Tagora’s honor does not allow violations and violations, and the challenger dares not accept it. He is not worthy of being called a warrior or a believer who is not worthy of being called the God of War, no matter when and where It is the act of a coward to escape Tagora and will lose all honor and dignity."

　　 Ivo looked inexplicable. Who the **** set the tradition, and he is not allowed to refuse when and where, this is the brain watt.

　　 He was not a bird, and waved his hand, "Flip him!"

　　The wild beasts rushed forward, and Horu struggled hard without yelling: "Coward! You are a mean and weak! Insidious! Despicable!"

　　 Ivo poked out his ears calmly. The curse words in this world are too monotonous. After the baptism of the explosion of information in the previous life, the immunity has broken through the sky, and I don't even feel cursed if you don't greet my ancestors.

　　 Ande stammered: "Mr. Yi and Ivo, it is timid to refuse Tagora and is not worthy of being called a fighter..."

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　　 "But, but Tagora is a glorious warrior tradition, and real warriors will fearlessly accept..."

　　 Ivo pointed at Horu, who was submerged by the beast tide, "If I accept, then I will not only be a fighter, I will be a **** fool!"

　　 "Tagora is a tradition inherited from the epic of the God of War. To insult this tradition is to despise the majesty of the God of War..." Ander seemed a little angry.

Ivo looked at Ander with unpredictable eyes. When Ander was looked at by Ivo like this, he immediately persuaded him, shrinking his head in a wince, Ivo smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said calmly: " Then let the **** of war eat papa."

Ander was so frightened that he slobbed, stunned, his face flushed, "Mr. Ivo, how can you insult the gods?! This is, this is..." Ander searched his stomach and didn't think of how to describe it, and finally suffocated. The word: "This is blasphemy!"

Ivo stretched his hands. "I just suggest that the **** of war eat some papa and calm down. This is just a sincere opinion. Let him stop engaging in the traditions of moths. Also, I am not named Roger, don't talk to me next time I say blasphemy."

　　 You think too much about the tradition of a simulacra who respects God.

　　 Ande was confused and confused. He didn't understand at all. He thought Mr. Ivo was talking nonsense again.

　　 "You are a coward with no honor at all! A cheater!" Horu was the last to be eliminated in the roar.

　　 Gregor Warrior Academy, all destroyed!

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