Mage Joan

Joan's current "mutated snow monster" form is no different from the barbarian in terms of height and weight.

Onlookers may not be able to imagine that this seemingly clumsy mutant snow monster is actually more flexible than the ape.

The size and strength of the two sides of the fight are similar, so the key to winning or losing depends on who has a more flexible skill and a super high agility with a strong contrast to the figure. This is the source of confidence that Joan dares to fight against the bulls!

Joan strode into the fighting field, and the man opposite the cow seemed to be shocked by the image of him suddenly becoming tall and magnificent. He could not help but back two steps, his eyes wide, showing surprise and vigilance.

Joan stood at 30 feet across from Caesar, and his double fist with "stone fist" collided in front of his chest, with a thumping roar and Mars splashing.

This provocative action successfully angered the barbarian cow, lowered his head to show sharp horns, shaved his hooves, and rushed over with roar.

The Barbarian looks reckless. In fact, he has extremely rich combat experience and adaptability. While launching the charge, he points the gravity in the direction of Joan, and gains an additional acceleration of gravity, which is surprisingly fast!

Barbarian's skill of using subjective gravity field to accelerate the charge is indeed beyond Joan's expectations.

Fortunately, his agility is high enough, and he also "accelerated" in advance, doubling the speed of all actions-correspondingly, in his eyes, the speed of the outside world is equivalent to a half slowdown.

Joan stared at Caesar, and when the monster rushed to him, he suddenly flicked the horns to collide, and raised his hand to grab Caesar's right horn, pushing hard, pushing it through the inertia of the bull charge. On the ground.

Caesar weighed more than 30,000 pounds, sturdily patting the ground, shaking the ground trembling, the roar almost overturned the roof.

The onlookers exclaimed in unison, then applauded excitedly and applauded.

Joan was not stunned by a temporary victory. An arrow stepped up, straddling Caesar's back, grasping its horns with both hands, adjusting the direction of gravity, and using his own weight to press the wild cow to the ground.

There is no problem with his repression thoughts. Unfortunately, he is not a professional fighter after all. Both his combat experience and skills are lacking. After barely repressing Caesar for a few seconds, he was thrown away from his back by this mad barbarian, staggering back and falling. Sitting on the floor.

Caesar turned and jumped, glaring at Joan with his head down, and suddenly opened his mouth wide, with green smoke pouring deep into his throat.

Seeing this scene, Joan immediately guessed that the bull was going to breathe out petrochemical gas!

At this time he was still sitting on the ground, too late to dodge.

Fortunately, here is the astral world, all spells are instantaneous, and casting spells is more convenient than getting up!

In a flash of thought, Joan raised his right hand, instantaneously 2 rings of "Wind Creation"!

The turbulent rage blasted thinly from Joan's palm, and almost at the same time, Caesar's mouth opened a thick green smoke.

Before the petrified smoke spreads, it is turned back by the oncoming gale wind and pours into the wild cow's large throat and valgus nostrils.

Petrified cattle are immune to the petrified poisonous smoke produced by themselves, but a large amount of dense smoke cannot be poured back into the lungs through the mouth and nose, and Caesar coughed repeatedly, suffering.

Joan took advantage of the opportunity to stand up and sprayed a magical cold current with his mouth open, freezing the barbarian cattle stiff.

Joan flew a kick, kicking Caesar over and down, striding forward, straddling on the neck of the barbarian cattle, clenching his horns with his left hand, forcing him to lie on the ground on his side, unable to move, **** with his right hand, and punching on his face Go on!

boom! boom! boom!

The mutated Snow Monster blessed the huge fists of "Magic Teeth" and "Stone Fist", which were hard like granite, and the three fists were hammered **** the bull's head. The beating Caesar was dizzy and dizzy, and his nose and mouth were bloody, so he had to give up resistance, "moo Moo wailed for mercy.

When Joan saw that the bull had already conceded, he stopped beating and slowly stood up, looking back at the crowd on the sidelines.

Medea, Ruby and Jessica were all excited, cheering and applauding the wonderful performance of Joan's submission to the barbarian.

Dalia also smiled and gave him a thumbs up, praised loudly: "Little Master, good!"

The cheering and applause echoed in the ears made Joan feel a little at a loss. He could not help getting his ears hot. He had to calmly calmly and waved to the crowd in response to the enthusiastic appreciation of the audience.

At this moment, Jo Ann was suddenly thankful—thanks to being a mutant snow monster, he was born with a black face that was “untouchable”, even if he was blushing and shy, no one else could see it.

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Caesar, really, as his master Dalia said, eat hard or not soft.

Since he was beaten in public by Joan on the training ground, this grumpy barbarian has become obedient and obedient in front of him. He is gentle like a little sheep. A full set of medical examinations, it did not show the slightest resistance.

In addition to the blood test, Joan also took out the "perspective hand mirror" and gave Caesar a full-body perspective examination, which incidentally depicted its musculoskeletal and internal organ anatomy.

With this method, Joanne does not need to actually open Caesar's stomach, he can clearly see the anatomical structure of all organs in his body.

The supernatural petrification ability of petrified cattle is not the same as the unicorns, chickens, snakes, petrified lizards, snakeheads and Siesta that Joan and Medea have studied before. They are not caused by natural weapons used to directly kill prey. Petrochemical, nor indirect conduction of petrochemical toxins through sight or aura.

Caesar's "petrochemical spitting" is between the "direct" and "indirect" modes mentioned above. The dense smoke emitted contains petrochemical toxins. When the biological skin comes into contact with poisonous smoke or inhales poisonous smoke, it will be eroded by toxins. If the physique is not strong enough, it will become a stone statue in a blink of an eye.

It can be seen that Caesar's "petrochemical spitting" is still a supernatural toxin attack, and there is no essential difference from other petrochemical creatures, but the way of conducting petrochemical toxins is special, similar to "dragon breath".

In the following week, Joan and Medea conducted an in-depth study of the petrochemical cow's breath attack.

At first, Joan felt that Caesar's way of spitting out gas was very similar to that of the Green Dragon. Later, a series of experiments and Caesar's lung anatomy pictures all confirmed his guess.

The dragon's breath is not spouted from the stomach. The organ that actually produces this supernatural fluid is the dragon's lungs.

The structure of the lungs of petrochemical cattle is similar to that of the dragon family. In addition to the left and right lung lobes used for normal breathing, there is also an auxiliary lung lobe that specifically produces petrochemical toxins.

When Caesar launches a breath attack, inhale deeply and pump a large amount of gas into the third lung lobe through the respiratory tract, mixing it with tiny toxin particles-actually an aerosol-into a haze-like suspension After the lungs are fully pressurized, they are ejected through the respiratory tract to form a "petrified spit".

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