Dawn of the Grey Tower

In the face of the brother ’s question, Ensod has hundreds of ways to answer it. He can explain and can request cooperation. As far as he knows, although his fourth brother is grumpy, he is by no means ignorant. As long as he puts down his posture and speaks with each other, there is no reason for the other party to trouble him at this critical moment ... The way of the problem. To show weakness means to have scruples; to defend means to have conspiracy. A true leader will not show his thoughts to others so easily. Being strong does not mean arbitrariness, but only for the fastest and smoothest solution to the problem.

"I don't have time to explain to you now, elder brother." The white wolf pulled the scimitar out of his waist and put it on his left arm, which is flat and stretched out.

The son of the wolf lord with two moustache immediately understood Ensord's thoughts, and his lips, which appeared thin because of thinness, raised upward. But this does not mean that he is angry. On the contrary, the top warrior in this tribe is even a little happy. The grassland respects the strong, because only the strong can lead his followers to survive in the harsh environment. In order to express this joy, he also put on the same posture as the white wolf. The two brothers approached slowly by the soaring fire column, "Don't delay the time. Three strokes, how are you?"

If it is in peace, let alone three strokes, it is something that Ensod would n’t dare to think about in 30 strokes, but now he has a heavy responsibility, since the old shaman is stepping into the flames Before handing over the task of rectifying the tribe to him, then he had to face all the difficulties that hindered him. So the white wolf ripped the wolf skin cloak off his body and exhaled, "Okay, come on."

Come on, the machete is already chopping head-on with a low voice! Three strokes, which means that they have no chance to test each other, nor to consume each other's physical strength in anticipation of the opponent's omissions. The only way to win is to abandon all defenses and defeat the opponent with the most rapid offensive! Both knew this, so when the elder brother's blade was close, the blade of the white wolf was already waiting for it on the track.

"Cang Yao!" The blade hits the blade. The machete is not a weapon that is good at defense. The white wolf must use both hands to withstand the blow. He knows very well that when it comes to speed, he ca n’t compare to his brother, so if he wants to win, he can only take advantage of the opponent ’s old tricks. "Squeak!" The scimitars rubbing against each other splashed Mars. That's why Ensod wanted to swing the opponent's weapon against the arc of the scimitar and let his blade slide into the opponent's chest. The plan is good. It was just that he forgot what his brother's other hand was doing when he defended the blade with one hand against his one-handed blade.

"Well!" The wrist hurts as if it was clamped by iron tongs. Legend has it that his brother can crush the enemy's skull with his bare hands. This is somewhat exaggerated, but the clamped wrist can't move at all. If you can't move, you can't move at all! The white wolf gritted his teeth lightly, stepped his right foot forward, and at the same time handed the weapon to his left hand. The whole person relied on the wrist of the opponent's death as the fulcrum. This knife is a gamble. The blade, which is turned nearly 360 degrees, will give the opponent a chance in the process of waving, but his brother is also not good at adjusting his posture when he is firmly grasped by one hand. If it is not easy to adjust, the speed will be slow. If it is slow, you will have a chance!

The calculation of the white wolf was successful. Moustache did not expect his brotherhood to deliver the weapon to his left hand so decisively when his dominant hand was captured, but the success of the white wolf was only half. Because of contingency, it has always been a compulsory course for excellent fighters. After a long battle, the body will react faster than the brain to the solution of the current situation. The circle, after all, is not finished, the blade is facing the blade, both sides rely on inertia and one on strength, and the intersecting point slides directly from the middle of the scimitar to the hand guard. Also out of a subconscious reaction, they all chose to depress their weapons at this time, trying to cut off their opponent's fingers. And the result of this is that the two people's weapons are released at the same time during the process of pressing down, and the two hands are forward and the opponent's tightly clasped to one place!

This confrontation seems to have entered the link of strength competition. The two sides of the wrestling are not fighters who are good at strength, but wrestling is no stranger to them. It is a traditional sports on the grassland.

"Now think about it, I haven't fallen with you seriously once." The white wolf's brother licked his lips and pressed down the white wolf's right hand. This process was inevitably resisted.

"I'm almost ten years old from you. When I can wrestle, you have already gone out for your father. Besides, I rarely walk with my brothers." Ensord replied with his teeth gritted.

"I know." Somewhat unexpectedly, his elder brother did not choose to mock or provoke the white wolf, his expression was quite vague under the light of the fire, "I know that there is a little guy who was pushed out to guard the market alone. My father once told me that under his caretaker, the order and profitability of the bazaar are far better than before. He is very happy about this. "

Words, not bad words. If the white wolf usually hears this prestigious brother among the tribes commenting on him, he may have a completely different impression of this person. And the other person mentioned their father, who was a little vague to Ensod. His heart is a little messy. When the heart is disturbed, the power is dispersed, and the whole body is pressed backwards. If he didn't realize it in time and stabilized his body, he might be knocked down to the ground. But to say that this is the other party's strategy, I'm afraid it's not always true. There is no need to lie like this at this time.

"Then he must be watching in the sky at this moment. I will, make him proud." Ensod's words seemed to be addressed to each other and to himself, he growled in a low voice, actually in the power During the confrontation, he began to fight with his brother in court. White Wolf's actions changed his brother's eyes. This time, it was his turn to seize the opportunity.

Strength can no longer be generated from nothing. No matter how strong a person ’s muscle strength is, there is no ground to stand on, and his strength ca n’t be used. So when shaking, your feet will only be set on the ground like rooting. This is the source of strength and the foundation stone. The opportunity that Ensod seized was the subtle ups and downs of the duo's power in this electro-optical flint, and he was able to lift his right foot and reverse his foot to the other side's left leg! The foundation was broken, and the power of the mustache was immediately lost to the white wolf. ~ Www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The body also fell back uncontrollably. And because of the change of position when the two are fighting, behind him is the fire.

Watching the moustache fall into the flames, Ensorde subconsciously reached out to grab the other's shirt. But this catch was used by the opponent. The fourth son clasped his wrist with his backhand and used his weight to lose the balance of the white wolf. The position of the two was reversed. Ensod was immediately knocked down and his chest was pressed by the opponent's knee. Can't move.

"You lost." The fourth son of the wolf master said condescendingly. Ensod, who was trampled on the ground, could not refute this. He may have a chance to win, but he gave up this opportunity himself. You can't expect everyone to show kindness to your kindness. This is the case in this world. In winter, you feed a wolf that is going to starve to death. In spring, it will take the wolves to kill your sheep.

"I lost." Exhaling the air in his chest, the white wolf seemed to be relieved suddenly. His mind calmed down, although the flame was overhead, but his brain was now very calm. What is he doing, the clan killing each other, the threat of Allai, the old shaman's request, all this is not true like a nightmare. Fortunately, it is also time to wake up from this nightmare.

But he didn't wait for the blow of relief. On the contrary, after his chest became lighter, he looked up and saw his brother kneeling on one knee in front of him.

"Three strokes have passed. You will win in three strokes. I'm willing to gamble to lose. I understand that before, my people and my sword are fighting for you. Now is not the time to open up the territory. On guarding and maintaining, you Is the most suitable candidate at this time. "