The Great Conqueror

"Hehe, master, the prince and general Xiangning are kind, don't worry, I won't be impulsive."

"I'm very relieved about this, and you can rest assured that no matter what you choose, I will support you!" Thomas said gently. He became the chief priest in red, and the gentle side in Thomas's heart has not disappeared. In fact, from a certain point of view, Thomas' ambition is not very strong. His becoming the chief priest in red is largely the result of Zou Liang's secret promotion.

Zou Liang was moved. He knew that what Thomas said meant that no matter what happened, he would protect him.

"master."

"Haha, your master's words are the most sincere, work hard, just like you said, every family is not born out of thin air, everyone has hope, the order of the Holy See has arrived, and the 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 tell him about Auricia, the trip to the imperial capital?

Thomas warned a few more words. As Zou Liang, a trainee priest, he is not qualified to see the Pope in eight lifetimes, even if he has a medal of commendation. The Holy See is a rigid place, and it pays too much attention to time and age. But Zou Liang has indeed done too many things to make Benedict XV want to meet this young man. Of course, the name is still to praise the province.

Back in the room, Zou Liang was lying on the bed, feeling a surge of emotion. He was neither the cowardly Zou Liang when he was in Mengjia, nor the fledgling Zou Liang who was defiant. Although he was in Jerusalem, he could feel the complex forces. The reason why he was not under pressure was because the interests of the big people had not been touched, and on the other hand, it was also because of the care of the temple.

Auricia... the top ten masters of the younger generation, that cute and stupid Auricia, the top ten masters... the ranking even surpassed the golden lion Murphy, which really made Zou Liang a little unimaginable.

But this is the Amond Beast God Continent, everything is possible, all he has to do is face it.

No matter what Auricia became, he would have to meet her. Escaping was not Zou Liang's style.

The light flashed in the room, and pieces of equipment flashed in Zou Liang's hands. It was not enough, and it needed to be strengthened. This time, Tamburon's shadow killing team really reminded him that if their strength was not good enough, the result would be unimaginable. However, no one cared about the entire shadow killing in the underground world, and the cruel side of the orc society was vividly reflected.

Survival of the fittest!

Zou Liang took a deep breath and heard the news about Auricia. He had to admit that his mood was affected to a certain extent. In fact, he understood that the real situation might be worse than what Thomas said, but Thomas didn't say it.

Before he went to the imperial capital, he had to completely complete the equipment of the level of white equipment.

Beast world.

Shura appeared, and Shura has a bad reputation now, it really is people blocking and killing Buddhas blocking and killing Buddhas.

When the purpose became extremely clear, Zou Liang didn't care so much about what to do.

The orcs are not afraid of death. If you are equipped well enough, you may scare others away, but Shura, who has nothing, can't stop the orcs' desire for luck.

kill!

kill!

kill! kill! kill! kill!

No matter who the opponent is waiting for him in the capital, he will not make it easier for him!

Boom boom boom boom boom...

An armored warrior of the Rhine tribe erected a tower shield and desperately resisted, his eyes widened, his teeth grinned, and he resisted desperately. Zou Liang killed infinitely, but at the same time he was pursuing his own bottom line, he wanted to explore the bottom line of the world's laws.

boom……

With crazy kicks, the Rhine armored warriors swayed helplessly like lotus leaves in a strong wind.

bass……

Superficially.

The Rhine warrior was kicked to death and his shield was shattered.

pat~~

Zou Liang landed on the ground, looked around, every time a piece of equipment was shattered, the beast spirit would be rewarded a little more.

A person fell onto the altar.

They also don’t have any equipment, but people know their existence. This is another type of the Mengjia Empire that pursues strength. They call themselves boxers. This kind of boxer appeared after the Purgatory Beast Fighter’s catastrophe. People were shocked by the terrifying killing techniques of the Purgatory Beast Fighter. The longer, the more dangerous the process, the stronger it becomes.

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

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

There are very few boxing masters, and in a way, Shura is also very similar to boxing masters.

Shura's name finally attracted the attention of the boxing master, and the boxing master in front of him was the Wolf Clan.

Osho, a member of the boxing school, this kind of person has no organization and is an exception in the Mengjia Empire. Osho observed Shura's battles, and he is simply a model of infinite battles.

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

That kind of hard attack doesn't prove strong.

The boxing master didn't have any fear in his heart, facing Shura who was in the world of beasts and spirits, he was still very calm.

Osho's body bowed slightly, his hands were claw-like, and his eyes locked on Shura. He didn't have the slightest murderous look on his body. His boxing instinct told him that the opponent was not a boxing expert.

"kill!"

With a loud shout, Osho's whole body was killed like a thunderbolt.

There was a flash of light in Zou Liang's eyes, nostalgia, how much I miss this kind of battle, such coordination of body and movement, such attention to angle and connection.

"kill!"

Osho's attacks were coherent, pure physical attacks, but he had incomparable confidence in his punches and kicks. Zou Liang was dodging, he could see the roughness of the opponent's palms and thick joints, which were the result of years of training.

Osho's attack may not be very fast, but every blow is full of confidence, without others and without self, this is the realm of true pursuit of martial arts.

Fist, palm, claw!

Changing between Osho's attacks, Zou Liang dodged at almost the same rhythm. He couldn't bear to destroy such a coherence. With so many fights, for a master who relies on controlling the rhythm to dominate 3D fighting, the fighting style of the orcs really couldn't bring him more happiness.

The wolf clan in front of him brought back memories of Zou Liang, the only scenery and pride in his previous life.

"kill!"

Osho's claws danced all over the sky, his moves could not leave Zou Liang's vital points, and in such a powerful attack, his position, pace, and rhythm were all mastered very well.

Zou Liang unexpectedly found a sympathy.

In the world of fighting, the world of warriors, there are ten thousand roads for ten thousand people, but the road is hard to find. Zou Liang walks on a wandering road alone. In this strange world of orcs, there is no resonance at all. He has to give up the things of his previous life, but unfortunately he can't do it.

Osho's appearance undoubtedly told him that all existence is reasonable.

—Spike fangs, crazy claws!

Osho was like a crazy wolf, his paws brought a cold light, and the wind of the claws even cut Zou Liang's cheek, blood gradually left in Zou Liang's mouth.

While the wolf's claws were dancing wildly, suddenly, with a kick, Zou Liang was the owner of the good card.

Osho has incomparable confidence in his lore. No matter what kind of fighters, in the eyes of their masters of fighting, these fighters who are obsessed with armor and strength are full of flaws.

Hard training, even if they can't fully display the power of beast spirits, can still draw most of them. They just put themselves at a disadvantage, let their bodies experience subtle dangers, improve their insight, and the moment of engraving is the moment of becoming a top master.

boom……

middle.

Zou Liang was kicked out.

Since Shura went crazy, basically everyone who went up was dying, and many of them were equipped with special attributes, but everything was so fragile and vulnerable to a single blow.

Any beast fighter is nothing more than a dead ghost, but now a person suddenly appeared who can concentrate Shura.

"Little Wolf King Osho!"

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

"Really, it's the little wolf king!"

The wolves are a lonely race. Although they are still lonely in the big family of the orcs, the talents of the wolves are not very good. They can burst out terrifying energy in group battles, but their personal strength is not top-notch. Therefore, the wolves have embarked on the road of pursuing the ultimate power, and the one who most accepts the path of boxing is the wolf.

Many wolves have gone crazy and tempered their bodies in order to be able to achieve great success when accepting engraving.

In this generation, the craziest is the little wolf king Osho, because in a battle, he defeated the copper-branded warrior with his unengraved body, which shocked the wolf tribe for a while. Of course, he has a reputation, but not everyone believes it. Rumors are always exaggerated.

"Your strength should be more than that." Osho said lightly, a trace of bloodthirsty loneliness appeared in his aloof eyes, he longed for an opponent who could make him improve in martial arts.

It is true that technology alone cannot break through the distance of beast spirits indefinitely, but there will always be beast spirits, but technology cannot be comprehended at any time. The older you are, the less you can comprehend. It can be said that the foundation determines the height of the future.

When he heard about Shura's existence, his joy at that time was indescribable, but looking at it now, he was more disappointed than hopeful.

Zou Liang smiled. There are also a group of people in this world who have the same views as him, and they are still the original orcs.

He wants to thank this guy.

boom……

Let go!

At this moment, Zou Liang once again became the invincible king of fighting, with all his engravings and attributes, he stood aside.

The surging pressure rushed towards his face, Osho's expression changed suddenly, his expression was solemn, this person just stood there, full of flaws, but why did he feel that all the flaws were traps?