Wizard: I crush the legend with my martial arts

Alphonse had already seen the minotaur who came to report the news running to the opposite side of the square, next to an unusually strong black bull head, whispering to each other, and laughing sinisterly.

Needless to say, they must have set up this conspiracy and diverted the tiger away from the mountain.

I thought that the tauren were all honest and honest people, but I didn't expect that they would also play some tricks.

Tsk!

Naturally, this little disturbance in the square was not hidden from Ganges' ears.

He couldn't help but laugh, "Leo is more restless than I expected. He was actually deceived by such a little trick."

Tacoz snorted, "If there are any difficulties and obstacles, she can't solve them, and she is not qualified to be the leader of the Minotaurs!"

Having said that, Tacoz was relieved in his heart. It was hard for him to interfere if Leo was to win in front of all the tribesmen.

Although Newmant's methods were a bit crude, he was strong enough and could be considered a capable male tauren.

As the leader of a clan, one should not be too simple-minded, but he is still a good candidate.

The drums of war subsided, and the first contest began soon.

It looked quite enthusiastic, and many tauren girls cheered loudly.

But it is now clear that the tauren can withstand a beating. Even if he is hit by the heavy metal stick on the Tianling Cap, he will not die. If an ordinary person is hit by such a stick, his brains will probably burst out and he will die.

There is no way, compared to the Minotaurs who are entrenched in the ruins of the labyrinth, Alphonse's height is indeed shorter. Many female tauren are taller than him, and Alphons looks very tall. emaciated.

How to fight?

The two tauren were of equal strength, and they were in a stalemate for a long time before one of them was defeated. The victor didn't seem to get much advantage. His head was uneven, and he couldn't count the number of tumors on his body. There were bruises and scars everywhere.

Alphonse had no subtlety in this move at all. It was purely a competition of strength, and a fight in which injuries were exchanged for injuries really didn't arouse much interest.

There are no tricks in the way of fighting, there are no tricks like feints at all, it's all straight forward, head-on confrontation.

Before the referee could say anything, Newmant had already laughed ferociously, "Now that Leo has disappeared, I have no enemies! Linnai's husband, the next leader of the clan, is none other than me, Mr. Newmant!"

But suddenly, he discovered that the strong black bullhead who had planned to make Leo leave also strode forward.

The loud sound of "Pengpengpengpeng.!" is endless.

Leo asked me to delay.

The two tauren walked into the field, and their power was released at the same time. In an instant, their bodies grew larger.

Just rely on body skills to swim for a while?

Alphonse thought as he walked towards the field holding the metal stick lightly.

He pointed out that Alphonse was a foreigner, but the rules did not restrict foreign tauren from participating.

Is he Newmant?

All the minotaurs watching the battle were just surprised by Alphonse's figure.

The bullhead who served as the referee shouted, "The second contest, Newmant vs. Alphonse from the mountain bullhead clan!"

Will you follow Leo to Maze Town, are you attracted to that ugly monster woman? Hahahaha, for a thin tauren like you, maybe you and Leo can give birth to a stronger calf and improve the height of your offspring! "

Alphonse really couldn't comment on the Minotaur's aesthetics. Leo was not ugly by any means. It was safe to say that she was a beautiful woman, but her figure was a little too big.

Neumant said as he raised the metal stick in his hand and pointed it directly at Alphonse, "Although you are a little thinner, I don't hate foreign compatriots. If you surrender to me now, I can let you Be my direct report.”

Following the words, he took a step forward and showed off the dark cow's hooves, "Now here, in front of everyone, kneel down and lick my hooves as proof of your surrender!"

His behavior seemed not to be welcomed by others. All the minotaurs watching the battle showed disgust, and many minotaur girls looked at Alphonse sympathetically.

No matter how you look at it, the skinny Alphonse has no chance of winning.

Alphonse curled his lips angrily and glanced at the referee on one side, "Can we start?"

"Okay!" The referee nodded and struck with one hand, "The competition begins!"

Then he quickly backed away.

Alphonse's careless attitude had already offended Newmant. With a deafening roar, his whole body suddenly swelled up as if it had been blown away, and his figure became even larger.

His normal size is about 2.78 meters, which is better than the average tauren. This release of power surpasses Leo, and his height is more than three meters, like a hill.

The roar was still echoing in his ears, and Newmant was already holding the metal stick with both hands, and hit Alphonse's head hard with a powerful and heavy stick.

clang!

Alphonse held the stick in one hand, raised it like lightning, and blocked the blow impartially.

The extremely strong force caused the two metal rods that collided to bend instantly. It was unknown what kind of metal the rods were made of and had good flexibility.

Newmant's strength was great, but after just one blow, Alphonse felt his arm was slightly numb from the shock, but his true energy circulated slightly and he returned to normal.

In terms of strength alone, humans are far from being a match for the tauren. Even among the orcs, only the elephants can beat the tauren.

However, Alphonse has the blessing of internal power, which makes him different.

I originally wanted to fight for a while to delay some time, but now I have changed my mind.

At that moment, he no longer held back, and took advantage of the shock of the stick in Newmant's hand to shake him back, and stabbed it straight into Newmant's waist and abdomen.

Newmant was also shocked by Alphonse's strength. He didn't expect that such a short and thin tauren could have such tyrannical power.

He was secretly happy when he saw the fast-moving stick coming towards him.

Just poking at the abdominal muscles will not cause any harm at all.

Without blocking, he hit Alphonse on the head with another stick.

Once this stick hits him hard, Alphonse will be dizzy even if he doesn't die.

Pong!

Stab with a stick, it's like beating leather.

But this seemingly ordinary stick had already released all the strength of Newmant's body, and his whole body was bent like a shrimp. The stick that was supposed to hit Alphonse was completely deflected and hit the ground. superior.

Newmant's eyes widened and he couldn't help but bend down, saliva dripping from his open mouth.

pain!

Indescribable severe pain!

He only felt that the internal organs in his body were all broken into pieces by a knife, and they were still being cut violently.

Alphonse didn't simply poke the stick, he also used the technique of hitting a cow from across the mountain. His true power penetrated deep inside and injured the five internal organs.

Before Newmant could recover, the overbearing stick shadows had already struck down in succession.