Chapter 212

"Ha ha, master, the princes and generals have their own kind. Don't worry, I won't be impulsive."

"I'm very relieved about this. You can rest assured that no matter how you choose, I will support you!" Thomas said mildly that he had achieved the chief priest in red, but the gentle side in Thomas's heart still did not disappear. In fact, in a way, Thomas's ambition was not very vigorous. To a large extent, his becoming the chief priest in red was the result of Zou Liang's Secret promotion.

Zou Liang was moved. He knew that Thomas said this, that is to say, no matter what happened, he would protect him.

"Master."

"Ha ha, you boy, the master calls you the most sincere. Just like you said, every family was not born out of thin air. Everyone has hope. When the order of the Holy See comes, Lord shaman has set a time. We will go to the imperial capital together."

Thomas said.

Zou Liang's heart moved. No wonder Thomas wanted to talk to him about Aurelia and the trip to the capital?

Thomas also told him that as a trainee priest, Zou Liang would not be eligible to see the Pope for eight years, even if he had a medal of commendation. The Vatican is a rigid place and pays too much attention to time and age. However, Zou Liang has done too much to make Benedict Ma XV want to meet this young man. Of course, in name, he still praises God Provinces.

Back in the room, Zou Liang is lying on the bed. He is not the timid Zou Liang who came to Mengjia, nor is he a new and arrogant Zou Liang. Despite the scenery in yerushamo, he can feel the complex power in daros. The reason why he is not under pressure is that he has not touched the interests of the big people and the other side Because of the care of the temple, his survival strategy has been well mastered, but what about the imperial capital?

Olivia Young generation of top ten masters, that lovely stupid aurelia, top ten masters The ranking even surpasses the Golden Lion Murphy, which makes Zou Liang a little unimaginable.

But this is the land of amund beast God. Everything is possible. All he has to do is face it.

No matter what orizia becomes, he will meet her. Escaping is not Zou Liang's style.

The light flashed through the room, and pieces of equipment flashed in Zou Liang's hands. It was not enough, but needed to be strengthened. The shadow killing team of tambulong did remind him of this battle. If their strength was close, the result would be unimaginable. However, the whole shadow killing in the underground world was not attended by anyone. The cruelty of the orc society was reflected incisively and vividly.

Survival of the fittest!

After running around, Zou Liang took a deep breath. Hearing the news from aurelia, he had to admit that his mood was affected to some extent. In fact, he understood that the real situation might be worse than what Thomas said, but Thomas didn't say it.

Before going to the imperial capital, he wants to complete the equipment of this level.

Animal spirits.

Shura has appeared. Now Shura is famous for its fierce reputation. It is really people who block the killing Buddha.

When the purpose became extremely clear, Zou Liang did not care so much.

The orcs are not afraid to die. If you are well equipped, you may scare off others. However, there is no Shura that can not stop the orcs' desire for luck.

Kill!

Kill!

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

No matter who the emperor is waiting for his opponent, he will not let the other side feel better!

Boom boom boom

A Rhine armored soldier erected a tower shield to resist, his eyes opened, his teeth grinning and his life fighting. Zou Liang killed infinitely, but at the same time, he was pursuing his own limit. He wanted to explore the limit of the world law.

Boom

Crazy kicking, Rhine armored soldiers like lotus leaves in the wind, helpless swing.

You know

A dragonfly skims the water.

The Rhine warrior was directly kicked to death with his shield broken.

Zou Liang landed on the ground and looked around. Every time the equipment was broken, the beast spirit would be rewarded a little more.

A man fell on the altar.

They also don't have any equipment, but people know that they exist. This is another type of power pursuit in Mengjia empire. They call themselves boxers. This kind of boxers appeared after the disaster of the purgatory orcs. People were shocked by the terrible killing skills of the Inferno warriors. Some people decided not to engrave during the period of white clothes, but to temper their bodies and skills When they enter the bronze burning level for engraving, such soldiers are much stronger than ordinary soldiers. They are also more ruthless. Even when they wait for the silver level, the longer they endure, the more dangerous the process will be, and the stronger they will be.

They all have a common symbol, a big "prisoner" character.

This is the ancient god word. In Mengjia, it means to seal oneself in order to seek the strongest power.

There are few kungfu masters. In a way, Shura is also like a boxing master.

The name of Shura finally attracted the attention of the boxers, who was the wolf clan.Osho, a member of a boxing master, is unorganized. He is a different kind of man in the Mengjia empire. Osho observes the battle of Shura and is a model of infinite combat.

Most people focus on how to engrave the strongest equipment, but ignore the importance of combat skills. If the rhythm is good, he can easily defeat white soldiers.

That kind of fierce attack doesn't prove to be strong.

There is no fear in the heart of the boxer, and the Shura is still very calm in the face of famous animals and spirits.

Osho's body is slightly arched, his hands are clawed, and his eyes are fixed on Shura. His boxing master intuitively tells him that his opponent is not a boxer.

"Kill!"

With a blast, Osho killed him like a thunderbolt.

There was a flash in Zou Liang's eyes. He missed such a battle. His body and movement were so harmonious. He paid so much attention to angle and connection.

"Kill!"

Osho's attacks are coherent, pure physical attacks, but one punch and one foot have incomparable confidence. Zou Liang is dodging. He can see the rough and thick joints of his opponent's hands. All these are the result of years of exercise. The wind of his palms sweeps through his hands and his face tingles.

Osho's attack is not very fast, but every attack is full of self-confidence. This is the real pursuit of martial arts.

Fist, palm, claw!

In Osho's attack, Zou Liang dodges with almost the same rhythm. He can't bear to break such coherence. With so many battles, for a master who dominates 3D combat by controlling rhythm, the fighting style of orcs can't bring him more happiness.

The wolf clan in front of us reminds Zou liang of his unique scenery and pride.

"Kill!"

Osho's double claws dance all over the sky, and the movements are not separated from Zou Liang's key points. In such an attack, the position, pace and rhythm are all well mastered.

Zou Liang found a trace of resonance.

In the world of fighting, the world of warriors, there are 10000 people and 10000 roads, but the road is hard to find. Zou Liang walks alone on a wandering road. In the strange world of the orcs, he does not have the slightest sympathy, or gives up the things of the previous life. Unfortunately, he can't do it.

The appearance of Osho undoubtedly tells him that all existence is reasonable.

Wolf tooth crazy claw!

Osho is like a crazy wolf. His claws bring cold light and the wind of the claws even cuts Zou Liang's cheek. The blood is gradually left in Zou Liang's mouth.

When the wolf claw dances wildly, suddenly, one hit kicks the leg, the pace knocks to the advantage card owner Zou Liang.

Osho has great confidence in his own killing. In the eyes of the boxers who are proficient in fighting skills, these warriors who are obsessed with armor and strength are full of flaws.

Even if they can't give full play to the power of the beast spirit, they can also lead the majority of them. They just put themselves at a disadvantage, let their bodies feel the subtle danger, improve their insight, and when they engrave, they become top experts.

Boom

Right in the middle.

Zou Liang was kicked out.

Since the fury of Shura, most of the people who go up are killed. There are some special equipment, but everything is so fragile and vulnerable.

What beast fighter is just a ghost under the fist, and now suddenly a man appears who can concentrate on Shura.

"Osho the wolf king!"

"Yes, it's really Osho the wolf king!"

"True or false, it's the little wolf king!"

Although they are still lonely in the big family of orcs, they are still lonely. Their talent is not very good. They can burst out terrible energy in group war, but their personal strength is not the top level. Therefore, the wolf clan embarks on the road of pursuing the ultimate strength, and the most accepted path of boxing is the wolf clan.

Many werewolves are crazy to temper their bodies in order to be able to achieve great success when they are engraved.

In this generation, the craziest one is Osho, the wolf king. In a battle, his body, which is not engraved, defeated the bronze soldiers. He shocked the wolf clan for a moment. Of course, there is fame. Not everyone believes that rumors are always exaggerated.

"You should have more than that." Osho said faintly. A trace of bloodthirsty loneliness appeared in his aloof eyes. He longed for an opponent who could make him progress in martial arts.

It's true that technology alone can't break through the distance between beasts and spirits indefinitely, but there will always be beasts, but technology can't be understood at any time. The older you get, the more you can't feel it. It can be said that the foundation determines the height of the future.

When he heard of the existence of Shura, his joy at that time was indescribable, but now he saw that disappointment was more than hope.

Zou Liang smiles. There are a group of people who share his views in the world, and they are the original orcs.

He wants to thank this guy.

Boom

Spread the momentum!At this moment, Zou Liang once again became the king of fighting, what engraved, what attribute, his mother stood aside.

The surging pressure came on his face, and Osho's expression changed and his expression was dignified. This man stood so simply and was full of flaws. But why did he feel that all the flaws were traps? (to be continued, please visit www.qidian.com , more chapters, support authors, support legitimate reading! )

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