"Is anyone there?"
The thin man who had just climbed the Holy Mountain walked directly into the gate of the Holy Mountain with a brazier in his arms and shouted loudly.
After spending more than ten years visiting those legendary fighting masters, he has never been as calm as he is now.
"Newcomer? Come with me."
Qualkek is right at the gate of the Holy Mountain, and the old general always likes to hang around the gate.
"Who are you?"
The thin man suddenly saw the existence of a ghost and was frightened.
On weekdays, he could hear more or less news about people with super powers, but the existence of ghosts was still beyond his knowledge.
"Quar'Kek, General of the Barbarians."
Qualkek has always been a man of few words, but his voice is louder than others when he takes action.
"barbarian?"
The man murmured quietly and followed Qualkek.
On the other side, the conversation between Rumlow and Steve has basically been completed. Although he did not get a positive answer from Rumlow, the current progress is pretty good.
"Rumlow, you'd better tell Tarik about your plans. That guy will definitely be able to give you some useful advice."
Madoc said angrily, compared to Matthew and Rumlow, there is still some gap between his heirs.
Not to mention that Matthew has received guidance from Leiko, after all, the ancestor who leads the way cannot determine the upper limit of a barbarian.
But Matthew's physical changes were really noticed by them, and Rumlow's physique also caught up.
Luke's talent has become less conspicuous as he continues to grow stronger.
"I will, Ancestor Mardoc."
Rumlow responded to Madoc in a more respectful manner. He was very humble about the guidance of these barbarian ancestors.
"Qualkek has brought a new man, come and see! He is also holding a brazier in his hand!"
Vida's playful laughter reached the room, and then Korik walked out with a stinky face.
At that time, he also ran to the gate with a brazier in his arms. He wanted to give a good explanation to Vader's "silly" description.
Before Korik could reach him, he heard the loud voices of a group of ancestors.
"This guy doesn't look like a weakling. Why is he so haggard?"
"Whatever, I think I've seen that brazier somewhere?"
"Isn't that the one that Kolik just brought out? That guy Kolik always seems to like to do this kind of thing to express goodwill."
The man who was surrounded by a group of ancestors was a bit confused at this time, and these ghosts were surrounding him and commenting on him as if they were watching a monkey.
He raised his head and glanced at the projection above his head, feeling a little concerned.
"Do you want to fight with me?"
Korik roared loudly. Although he has never been a petty person who loves to hold grudges, this does not prevent him from taking revenge on the spot.
"Kelik, how do you know there will be someone coming at the door? I thought I would see you go to get this brazier soon."
Orlongus grinned, and then saw Korik flying in front of him with a jump slash.
"Pooh!"
"grass!"
Orlongus and Korik started fighting on the spot.
The two men waved their fists in a seemingly rough manner, and a muffled sound was heard.
Then came the hooting sounds of the idle ancestors.
"Kelik, your fists and kicks are almost catching up with Cassius!"
"Kotur, you're talking nonsense! Korik is still a hundred times away from me!"
Cassius is a warrior from the Tagus tribe. Compared with other tribes, the barbarians of the Tagus tribe admire the mysterious power of "purification of pain".
And Cassius is the leader of this tribe. He can improve the power of ignoring pain to a level that is difficult for others to achieve, which makes him the most skilled warrior among the barbarian ancestors.
That's right, this idiot waved his fists and beat up the powerful demon, the Choker.
By the way, he also blew up his arms.
Then he died because he was too seriously injured and did not use the medicine in time.
After him, barbarians would always hear the teachings of their ancestors, requiring every barbarian to use the "Ignore Pain" skill carefully. Without knowing the pain, they would not be able to identify their own injuries.
Cassius's somewhat funny death methods cannot diminish his strength. In a contest of skills alone, even Warusk, who likes to punch, admits that he cannot beat Cassius.
Cassius shouted as he joined the battle between Korik and Orlongus.
A pair of iron fists and agile steps neatly knocked Olongus, who was already at a disadvantage, to the ground, and then began to suppress Kolik.
"MD, Cassius, you have the ability to compete with me to see who can hit the other person's head with a stone from fifty meters away!"
Olongus rubbed his eyes, cursed, got up and quit the battle.
When an ancestor who is better at long-range attacks meets a guy who is famous for melee combat, it is common for him to be beaten violently.
"Kotur, you bastard! Why don't you go up and help!"
Olongus directly dragged the culprit into the water.
If it hadn't been for Kotur's praise, how could he have been beaten in front of the newcomers.
"I said, I don't know where this place is yet."
The thin man looked at Cassius's violent and fast fists, and his attention was immediately transferred here, with some excitement in his eyes.
Tocasius did not use his full strength and his eyesight trained for many years, he was able to catch some shadows of Cassius's fist.
He was constantly learning fighting techniques and was fascinated by Cassius's superb boxing skills.
"This is Harrogath, the holy mountain of the barbarians."
Kotur smoothed his long braided beard and said as if roaring.
Then he pushed aside Qualkek who was blocking him, and the strong body, which was half a head shorter than Bulcasso, walked towards the battlefield.
Kotur, the leader of the Great Bear Tribe after Orac was killed in battle.
He is not a tall person among the barbarians, but his neck, which is completely covered by the muscles on his shoulders, shows how strong he is.
The tall muscles on his shoulders were directly connected to the back of his head, and his thick waist made him look like a pillar that beat the devil.
Coupled with the limbs that are thicker than Orak, the strength of his body is clearly visible.
As a guy who can use the Agren Troll as a barbell to build his muscles in wrestling, he is not afraid of Cassius's invisible fist.
After all, he was too strong. Even if Cassius hit his chin with all his strength, he could not shake that head that was as stable as the Holy Mountain of Harrogath.
As long as he is caught by Kotur, he will only be beaten to the ground.
When this guy is beating people, he will also trample the ground to make the ground stronger.
The earth is his weapon. The harder the earth, the stronger he is.
Then he put his arms around Cassius's neck and separated the two men.
"You bastard!"
Finally gaining some breathing space, Korik spat out a mouthful of blood, and then drew out the Bastin's Power.
With a roar, he rushed towards Cassius.
Indeed, the only two people who could defeat Cassius on the Holy Mountain with bare hands were Bulcasso and Volusk who crushed him with strength.
But in a fight, Cassius can only be considered a first-rate player, he can't beat Korik.
"Okay, it's my fault!"
Kotur threw Cassius in his arms behind him, then flexed his muscles and rushed towards Korik.
He took over all the contradictions without any surprise, as Kotur always does, using his body to bear all mistakes.
To be continued...