The Great Conqueror

The slightly crowded venue was suddenly emptied, and there was no one around Zou Liang, and a road leading to the battle altar appeared at the same time.

"Is it Shura?"

"It's him, I've seen one of his battles!"

"Like the picture."

"Look at the portrait of what kind of shit. There is no one else but Shura who is so defiant without any equipment."

Zou Liang's name is too convoluted, and people prefer to call him Shura, the Shura of the beast god performing martial arts.

"There's a good show to watch."

The battle where Zou Liang killed Anthony Lika still caused a sensation and attracted the interest of many young and strong men from various cities of the Orc clan.

Not only because of his arrogant title, but also because of his hidden beast spirit power. Everyone knows that this guy has won many games, but he hasn't built a single piece of armor. If he wins against him, he will definitely gain quite a lot. At the same time, he can also write a big mark on his credit book.

Zou Liang could feel the awe in the eyes of these soldiers, which was completely different from when he first arrived in the Amond Beast God Continent.

Up, or not up?

Looking at the road leading to the battle altar, Zou Liang swaggered forward. This feeling was quite wonderful, which no man could refuse.

An impulse came.

But... the most important thing is that he can't die anyway, so of course Student Zou is willing to be a hero!

Not to mention that Zou Liang is really a bit of a hero under the eyes of everyone. He thinks that every time he participated in a fighting competition, the more people there were, the more excited he would be, and a surging desire to perform would emerge from his bones.

Come on, he is waiting for the opponent.

Facing Zou Liang, there are no fools who still think this is a meat target at this time. Whether they know it or not, they will do what they can when they see such a cautious scene, so it is relatively rare to miss it.

"How about Santa Febo, are you interested in challenging the legend?"

"Buenavan, don't you people in Clone City claim to be unparalleled in the world, this is a good opportunity, the beast god is performing martial arts."

"Hehe, the god of beasts is performing martial arts. I don't know who is pretending to be a ghost. I only know if it is a mule or a horse. I hope I don't waste my time."

"Hey, there are always people who can't help but go up."

"Look, it's Buenavan in Clone City and Santa Febo in St. John's City!"

During the spring festival, masters will appear more frequently. Young people like this who are all in white armor and have full data are undoubtedly the best in major cities, and the ones who can be recognized at a glance are the elites among the elites.

The so-called full data refers to a complete set of white equipment, helmets 1~3, armor 1~5, armguards 1~3, leggings 1~3, shields 1~5, weapons 1~5, if you want full data, on the one hand, you must have enough beast spirit power, and on the other hand, you need a pretty good soul engraver. The average soul engraver still has a good success rate in making a white outfit with full data, but it is a bit difficult to complete all six pieces with full data to form a full data. .

Buenaven, a clone city that belongs to the province of Shenyao, Fox fox clan, white outfit full data, occupation, hunter, member of the hunter guild, and friend of the fox Anthony Lika, heard that Anthony Lika was completely defeated by Shura, and he also became very interested.

Santa Febo, which belongs to the city of St. John in the province of Shenyao, is a city favored by the beast god. The Ego eagle tribe, professional, archer, is also a young man trained by the archer guild, and he has a superb 1~6 attack attack bow that makes countless archers drool.

"The highest state of hunting shadows, how is this possible, this guy Anthony must be confused, a guy who is about the same age as me, even if he started practicing from the mother's womb, it is not enough."

"Is he looking for reasons for his failure? Isn't this what your fox clan is best at?" San Feibo said calmly at the side. Although the Yige Eagle clan is a small clan, they often produce excellent archers, and they are also attracted by major forces.

"If you're not happy, we'll fight each other!" Buenavan glanced at his opponent.

"Anything, do you think I'll be afraid of you? Hunting Shadow is an archer, it depends on who the opponent is!" San Feibo is not afraid at all, he is one of the few archers who can defeat other tribes, because he is an eagle tribe, not to mention he has a strong enough attack bow in his hand!

This extra attack power, as long as it is used well, no matter whether the opponent uses a shield to block it or not, it will hurt if it is touched.

"You two, do you want to fight all the time, or go up for fun, let a meat target take pride in us for too long, and we will lose face."

A head of dazzling blond hair, undoubtedly only possessed by the Rhines, who made other races unhappy. San Feibo's eyes became sharper, "Murphy of Daros!"

"Golden Lion Murphy?"

"Hehe, what kind of golden lion, I'm just dressed in white just like you. I heard that there is a great person. I'm lucky. I happened to meet him. How about it? I took a look. If you have the strength to try, it's just the three of us. If you are humble, you can give it to me."

Murphy laughed. His words were full of confidence, but he had already started to attack. They were in the same situation as Zou Liang. When fighters of their level appeared, the people around them would make room.

Fame is the feather of the orc, everyone cherishes it.

"Leave the matter of Hunting Shadow to our Hunting Shadow, and I will do it!" Buenavan whispered. He originally wanted to avenge his good friend, so naturally he couldn't use other people's hands. If this meat target loses, then he would lose his chance. He knew the strength of these two people, and they were the leaders of their generation, especially that Murphy.

"Hehe, it seems that he is not a hunting shadow. This person has dual skills of warrior and hunting shadow. He is really too arrogant. Since he is known as a beast god performing martial arts, why not let me, an archer, try it."

Santa Fepo said, the corners of their mouths had the unique pride of the Eagle tribe, and the hooked nose was raised high. Even facing the Rhine tribe, they would not put away their arrogance. Unless they were facing the Bismai Swan tribe, even if they met the Tianmei tribe, the Eagle tribe would still have the strength to fight.

"Buenavin of Clone City, I really want to see the strength of Santa Febo, who ranks eighth in the white outfit level of the Archer Guild, how about you?"

"Tch, the archers of the Eagle Clan are all famous rogues. That guy is unarmed and will die. Don't fly if you have the ability."

"Flying is the ability that the Beast God bestowed on our Eagle Clan. You call it envy, jealousy and hatred." San Feibo pushed back unceremoniously. The younger generation of masters refused to accept anyone. It is not popular for the Beast Clan to say humility, and it is a shame to shrink back.

"Don't capsize in the gutter!"

Buenavin snorted coldly, and Santa Fepo strode forward without hesitation, he wanted to show his fighting power in front of this guy known as the Golden Lion.

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