The mad warrior threw away the whip in his hand.

For them, the whip is too soft and their own claws are better to use.

The young dwarf held his pickaxe tightly with both hands. He knew that he might not see the sun tomorrow, but he would rather die if he continued to live such a humiliating life.

The demon and the dwarf only had a brief confrontation before the demon launched an attack impatiently. It used its strong legs to jump like a real toad, and swung its two claws condescendingly towards the target.

The dwarf tried to defend, but the pickaxe was not very good at playing the role of a shield. He reluctantly opened the first blow, but was unable to deal with the second blow that followed. He could only barely protect his vitals in time, and was struck by a blow.

The claw hit hard and flew out.

The onlookers cheered, and even the supervisor forgot his duties and gave a sharp cheer.

The young dwarf stood up with difficulty. Horrible wounds appeared on his arms and shoulders, but only a small amount of blood flowed out.

Dwarves have rock-like bodies and are naturally resistant to bleeding. Although this young dwarf looks quite embarrassed, he successfully avoided the vital points and has not lost his fighting power.

Seeing him stand up again, the toad demon opposite let out an angry roar. This time it got down on all fours and rushed over like a wild boar, opening its bloody mouth and biting down hard.

The young dwarf held his head and rolled to the ground, narrowly escaping the blow.

The audience booed loudly, they didn't like this kind of hidden fighting.

As the duelist with the upper hand, the berserk demon was driven a little crazy by the boos from his companions. It turned around impatiently and rushed towards its opponent, intending to use the two consecutive claw attacks that had just worked.

The young dwarf no longer tried to parry with the pickaxe this time. He continued to roll on the ground with his short body and dodged the attack.

But this time there was something else.

The Berserker's upper limbs are very thick, its head is directly on its shoulders, and it has almost no neck. This makes it unable to see clearly the movements of the dwarf beneath it in the air.

As he rolled under him, the dwarf stretched out his pickaxe viciously.

The relatively short body has many wonderful uses, such as being able to quickly adjust the posture to attack with force when rolling and dodging.

There was a sound of bones breaking. The young dwarf accurately drove the tip of the pickaxe into the knee of the Berserker, smashing the bones inside.

The Mad War Demon let out an earth-shattering scream. The way he landed aggravated the injury to his knees, which made him completely unable to stand. He could only support himself with his claws and lie on the ground.

"Haha, who said it's hard to find a three-legged toad in this world? Isn't that right!"

All the dwarves laughed crazily, and even the whips falling crazily could not stop them.

The pain completely angered the berserk demon, and the rage and desire to kill had completely taken over its mind. It just wanted to tear the hateful dwarf in front of it to pieces.

With one intact leg and two claws, it rushed towards the dwarf again, but the dwarf turned around and ran away, circling at the bottom of the mine.

The three-legged toad demon couldn't catch up with the nimble dwarf. It was dragging a broken leg and crawling around on the ground with two claws. It was very funny, making everyone including the other berserker demons laugh.

Maybe the laughter stimulated it, maybe the dwarf was tired from running, and the distance between the two gradually became closer.

Finally, the three-legged toad seized an opportunity, kicked off the ground with one leg, and shot forward violently. The dwarf in front seemed to have accidentally ran into a dead end. There was a rock wall in front of him.

There is no room to dodge.

"No no no no!"

"Tear it up!"

"son!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Be careful!"

"Quah!"

The audience let out various screams. In the eyes of the demons, the outcome was already doomed. The dwarf may be flexible and strong, but the successful attack just now was just a matter of luck. If they faced each other head-on, there would be no chance of winning.

They seemed to have seen the dwarf being torn to pieces by those sharp claws. The dwarves looked desperate, and the fire of hope that had just been slightly ignited was quickly extinguished in their pupils, and the timid ones even covered their eyes.

The young dwarf did not look back, but continued to run forward.

Just when the claws were less than ten centimeters away from his vest, an amazing scene appeared.

I saw him stepping on the stone wall, and then ran vertically up the stone wall for a step, then jumped back, leaped over the Mad War Demon, and landed behind his opponent, dodging the enemy perfectly.

Aiming for a sure blow.

With a loud bang, the big toad hit the stone wall hard, and the huge momentum almost made it unconscious.

Behind it, the pickaxe in the dwarf's hand was raised high.

The heartbreaking sound came again, and this time the knee of the other leg was also smashed.

Pickaxes are really effective on hard objects.

The noise in the auditorium suddenly stopped, and everyone looked at the scene in disbelief. A dwarf slave defeated a Berserker Demon with just a pickaxe?

The big toads with weak brains were still trying to digest the facts in front of them. The dwarves with normal intelligence held the pickaxes in their hands tighter. A few of them looked around with empty hands to confirm the nearest cross.

Pickaxe location.

This mine is like a gladiatorial arena, and the battle in the arena is not over yet.

Even though the knees of both legs were broken, this big toad still showed the terrifying physical fitness of the devil. It crawled on the ground with its two claws and thighs, and pounced on the young dwarf again.

Fear is one of the devil's weapons, but at this moment, its opponent has already gained confidence. The young dwarf dodged all the attacks, and then, looking at the right opportunity, he broke the two elbows of the Berserker Demon.

However, the demon still did not lose its fighting power. With its final ferocity, it opened its bloody mouth and bit the young dwarf.

Its opponent did not dodge this time, but stretched out the pickaxe in his hand.

With a pop, like a fish biting the hook, the two ends of the pickaxe passed through the nostrils and chin of the dying mad warrior demon.

The pain caused it to struggle violently, and this mad fighting demon showed everyone how terrifying the demon's vitality is.

At this time, a foot stepped on its back.

The young dwarf grabbed the wooden handle of the pickaxe, used the demon's pierced upper jaw as a fulcrum, and pulled the pickaxe back with all his strength.

The muscles on his shoulders and arms were hunched high, making him look like a switchman working in the Dwarven Royal Metro, trying to save a train that was about to derail.

"Whoaaaaahhh!!!"

The dwarf roared with all his strength, and the head of the berserker under his feet was hooked higher and higher.

A certain critical point was finally broken through. First, the mandible of the Berserker Demon was completely torn off, and the long tongue fell out of the throat without being connected to the chin; then the skull, which was like a steel helmet, was completely opened.

, revealing a brain slightly larger than an apple with numerous disgusting tumors growing inside.

After a brief silence, the entire mine boiled.

The dwarves cheered desperately, and the fighting demons roared angrily, but the most piercing thing was the scream of the demon overseer:

"Crazy Fighting Demon! Kill him! I'm going to skin him!"

In fact, a mad war demon had already jumped down before the demon overseer's words came out. The young dwarf was no match at all. He could only take advantage of his short stature to dodge back and forth, but he was unable to defeat the four hands with just two fists.

He tripped and fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a while. The situation was extremely critical.

The dwarf slaves took action one after another. They grabbed their pickaxes and waved them around randomly, dragging down a few Berserker Demons. However, more Berserker Demons jumped down from the auditorium, preparing to join in the siege of the gladiator.

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A black shadow was faster than them, and it was Lancelot who had been hiding aside and watching for a long time.

The young dwarf's fight made his blood boil, but he refrained from taking action immediately, because it was not the behavior of a knight to interrupt a glorious duel.

However, he also took the opportunity to see the enemy's situation clearly. The berserk demons are strong and strong, and mainly rely on their sharp claws and fangs to fight. However, they are violent and stupid, and have no brute strength, fighting skills and beasts.

There is no difference. The overseer does not seem to be good at close combat, but the fly-like body and the sword-like mouth suggest that its fighting style may be more focused on assassination, and the sharp voice indicates that it may also have some kind of sonic attack.

Dantian emits surging energy, and true energy flows through every meridian.

This was Lancelot's first battle after becoming a cultivator. He felt that the giant sword in his hand was so light, and his whole body was filled with endless energy.

When he landed, he directly pinned an enemy to the ground. When he twisted the hilt of the sword in his hand, there was a bloody hole in the back of the enemy's head.

On the human battlefield, holding a giant sword with both hands, he would rush to the front of the team and smash the enemy's dense gun array. In the abyss, when dealing with the Berserker Demon, who is a head taller than a human,

When it comes to enemies, the two-handed greatsword performs even better. The long blade allows Lancelot to stay as far away from the dangerous claws of the Berserker as possible, and the destructive power of the greatsword allows him to seriously injure everyone he hits.

enemy.

After cutting off several pairs of claws and splitting several toad heads, the siege on him had stopped. The mad warriors only surrounded Lancelot, but were too afraid to step forward.

Lancelot then stretched out his hand, pulled the brave young dwarf up, smiled and said:

"You're playing really well, little brother."

"You're so young, you don't even have a beard."

The two laughed loudly, and then Lancelot introduced himself:

"My name is Lancelot Durek, a knight who lives here, no, a knight. What is your name?"

The young dwarf bowed:

"Thank you very much. My name is Pluto Frostforge, a blacksmith. You don't seem to be able to use the shield on your back for the time being. Can you lend it to me for a while?"

"You haven't officially completed the apprenticeship course yet!" The old dwarf seemed unlikely to die for a while.

"That's because of these damn demons!" Brotto yelled back with excitement and embarrassment when he discovered that his father had woken up.

Lancelot happily took off the shield behind his quilt. It was a cavalry shield, used to resist the enemy knight's spear charge. It was very thick, but it was too heavy and was not suitable for use when dismounting. However, under Pluto

It fits perfectly in the hand - although dwarves are only two-thirds as tall as humans, their weight is about the same. Their bodies are very stocky and their strength is stronger than humans, and the shield is just big enough to protect their whole body.

Lancelot looked at Pluto, who instantly transformed into a heavy infantryman, nodded with satisfaction, and said:

"Are you ready to deal with the rest of the toads?"
Chapter completed!