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Worldstone Fortress, Barbarian Arena.⊥

The seemingly infinite competition space was filled with a wild and destructive storm, which seemed to tell how fierce a battle had taken place here just a moment ago.

In the center of the storm, there was silence, leaving only the cautious, defensive, like the breathing of a beast waiting for an opportunity, echoing continuously, one, two, three, four, four in total.

"Boy, hurry up and admit defeat this time. Our time is very precious." Korik used the giant ax in his hand to scrape the sweat from his temples, grinning his good teeth and said.

"That's right, you're not qualified now. You won't be qualified in another year and a half."

Madoc also echoed. He seemed to have forgotten that at the beginning, he was very sure that the druids in front of him would not even think of taking the heart of Harrogath from the hands of the three of them for ten or twenty years. Now,

, this ten or twenty years has turned into one and a half years, maybe it will change?

"I want to drink. Give me another bottle for a long time, and I can practice with you more." Zhi Rentalik said in a sullen voice.

[Hahaha, aren't you three the ones who should give up? Look at you, you are already old. I can't bear to bully you because you are so old. Why don't you give me the reward earlier? It will be a good thing for everyone.

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The three barbarians wanted to send me away easily, but there was no way. I finally managed to hold on for an hour and twenty-five minutes, and I had to use up the remaining few breaths. Maybe I could hold on for another five minutes and ten minutes.

They fell down first and wanted to start a quarrel, right? I temporarily woke up from my numbness and counterattacked forcefully, you guys are still too shabby.

"Old? Brat. You really dare to say that. A weird bear-man who can't even speak dares to laugh at us." A brave barbarian will never admit that he is old. Listen to what I say...

Oh no, seeing me move the wooden sign like this, the three uncles immediately laughed angrily.

"Well, I beat you half to death every time, and even we can't bear it. We originally thought that we would let you, a brat, go down the mountain more easily this time, as a reward for your persistence in the past two months. You

The boy said such words ungratefully, it seems there is nothing he can do."

The three barbarian uncles looked at each other, and all showed ferocious smiles. They raised the weapons in their hands suddenly, and the muscles in their whole body swelled rapidly, especially the inverted triangle of the upper body, which seemed to burst the armor. The aura they exuded in an instant was like.

A muscular giant standing tall and tall.

Their lungs were inflating like balloons, and their necks were twice as thick as normal. Their ferocious faces turned red, then they opened their mouths, and with three loud roars, the entire arena shook violently, as if it was being torn apart.

The roars intertwined to form a huge and terrifying wave of energy. From a distance, it looked like the shock wave formed when the universe exploded and was born.

Even cosplay bears who have reached perfection now will suffer a lot of damage if they forcefully use this move. However, I just want to say to them that using the same move a second time will have no effect on the Saint.

The huge cosplay bear also raised its neck and let out a roar, stepped forward fiercely, and the ground of the arena suddenly surged like waves, with three shock waves, facing the barbarian's three roars.

However, this alone was not enough to stop the noise attack of the three people. The cosplay bear then raised its claws high, and the four claws stretched straight, like a holy sword, standing vertically from top to bottom.

It was chopped straight down.

Improved type - an angry attack from Youjiang, a otaku who has been single for twenty-four years.

Well, it's actually still a triple shock wave, but it's an improved vertical shock wave that uses air as the medium and is swung through the bear's claws.

The ordinary horizontal shock wave propagating through the ground, plus the improved vertical shock wave propagating through the air, formed an inverted T shape, and collided towards the barbarian's three throats one after another.

The horizontal triple shock wave was encountered first and was overwhelmed by the three throats. However, the momentum of the three throats also changed subtly. It was like a giant ball crushing everything, encountering a tilted wooden board. Although the giant ball pressed

He continued to move forward along the plank, but the direction of his advance was lifted at some angle.

Then came the improved vertical shock wave, which was like a blade. With a hiss, it cut a crack into the terrifying sound wave, a door just enough for the cosplay bear to be unscathed.

This is the classic combination of point and surface. First use the surface to change the direction of the attack, reduce the frontal pressure, and then use the points to defeat. I have fought three barbarians for more than 10,000 times. These are not on the table but are very useful.

I have learned all the little tricks.

"Boy, the speed at which your skills have improved surprised us."

"But it's still far from enough."

At the same time as the three throats were broken, three giant shadows, like giant spirits descending from the sky, had completely enveloped the cosplay bear.

Ten minutes later, the cosplay bear fell onto the street again.

"That's why I said you're still too young." Korik shook his finger disdainfully.

"Let me be quiet." After canceling the transformation, I remained in a prostrate posture and fell into deep thought. Should I teach them how to behave with complete rage? Is this cost-effective? No, wait, I seem to have entered a misunderstanding. What if

What should I do if these three uncles see me risking my life and go crazy together on a whim?

Thinking of this, I immediately broke into a cold sweat. Don't underestimate the persistence of the barbarians in fighting. They might really do this. Fortunately, I thought of this. It seems that going completely berserk won't work.

"How's it going? Is there anything else you want to say?" Madoc winked at me. It was probably the sentence he just said about you being old that stung their hearts, and he was particularly rude.

I raised my head, smacked my lips a few times, and a thousand words turned into one sentence.

"Let's play Gwent."

"Hahaha?"

If I remember correctly, today is the third month and tenth day of challenging the Third Barbarian Master.

The realm of dreams...

[Evelina, you little bitch, come out here. Master Ben Druid will make you stunned.]

"Oh? I'm really looking forward to it when you say that."

[Hmph, hey, my bear claws are poisonous claws coated with poison.]

Wu Fan, died.

"Something's wrong, bastard, why are these three knockoffs more powerful than before?!"

"Oh, I see you guys are enthusiastic. I thought you were 120% sure, so I raised the difficulty a little bit." Evelina laughed maliciously.

"You bastard, villain, despicable, obscene and unpalatable salted fish sword."

"It's not that it tastes bad, it's that it's inedible. If you want a delicious sword, I wouldn't mind turning your salmon sword into a honey pastry sword. Of course, there's no way to guarantee its performance."

"Can it still be like this?" My eyes lit up.

"For the time being... I can barely do it, maybe... maybe..." Evelina said in a tone of "Oops, I accidentally let it slip".

"Okay. After the battle with the Hell Clan is over, you can help me change."

"what you up to?"

"Can't the salmon sword be reborn infinitely? The pastry sword should be able to do it too. I want to open a pastry shop. The cost is zero and I will definitely make a lot of money." I made a small calculation in my heart, and the two were about to turn into the shape of gold coins.

There is no other way. You have to find a way to make a living when the time comes. The Hell Clan has been repelled. This means that there are no more little monsters. It means that there are no more gold coins, gems, and equipment. If you think about it, then the entire continent will

Every adventurer will encounter an economic crisis. My dear, I have to prepare a retreat.

"You guy... you have been the savior for ten years, but your thinking is still at the same mortal level as before." Evelina looked at you from afar.

"Humph, I am the savior. I don't bother to do sneaky and shameful things like you."

"Since when did I become so secretive?"

"The former is a matter of time. If the latter is the case, why don't you bury half of the hammer in the ground to be shameful?"

"Extremely ignorant! This is a test. Have you heard of the story of the sword in the stone? I am waiting for a capable sage who can pull me out, not a useless druid like you!" Avri

Na became angry with embarrassment.

"Ah, is that so? But I remember that at the end of the story, the sword was thrown into the lake. To put it bluntly, it is a disposable item that can be thrown away after use, probably."

"I'm angry, I want to recycle the barbarians." Evelina yelled playfully.

"Wait, this is a foul!" I screamed.

"Stupid, I have the final say on my territory."

"You are a monopoly and your store is bullying customers." I felt sad and angry.

"Are you going to bite me?"

"If you have the guts, come down and I'll bite you if you come down!"

"You begged me so sincerely, I will grant it to you." A holy light fell from the sky, but this guy, not Evelina, actually appeared in my dream realm, and she was still half buried underground.

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I tried with ill intentions to control the disappearance of that part of the soil and get a glimpse of its true appearance, but I found that I couldn't control it. Damn it, this bastard who occupied the magpie's nest, what did he do with my dream realm? I am the one who did it.

How nice are the creators here!

Cursing, I transformed into a cosplay bear again, spitting some saliva or something on the bear's claws, rubbing them again, and then came to Evelina.

Evelina said that you can only approach it when you reach the realm of world power. As a result, I fell into the word game. It is only close to it, but if I try to touch it, it will still be bounced away without hesitation.

Now, I have reached the state of perfection. Can I touch this salted fish sword?

With an anxious mood, I stepped forward step by step, and finally stopped in front of the half-unearthed salted fish sword. I stretched out my bear claws and gave the sword a firm grip.

With a "bang" sound, a strong repulsive force bounced back, and the cosplay bear was ejected dozens of meters away.

At this level...you don’t have to give up!

The bear's eyes glared, and I looked like an ordinary person struggling to walk against the wind in a hurricane. I put one hand in front of my forehead and pushed forward with the other, bending my waist to almost ninety degrees, and then moved forward step by step.

Ten meters, five meters, close, almost touching!
To be continued...