Starting from World of Warcraft, the wind swept the world

"Do you fight separately and get broken one by one, or do you join forces to fight and win."

"And is your clan willing to huddle in such a fortress?" Nairgo asked him, "Join the tribe, and become a member of it, your clan can have a broader future, the Hell Roaring Chief has conquered the Hanging Mallet Castle, then you..."

Nairgo looked proud, "The ogres of Hanging Hammer Castle have surrendered.

"It's incredible. Kargas muttered, a hearty smile on his face.

He was captured by the Hanging Hammer Fort to become a gladiator, and he still remembers the experience of life and death.

"And if you want, you can go to the Hanging Hammer Castle again after joining the tribe." Nairgo added: "As a conqueror and a dignitary.

Kargas was noncommittal, "I know your intentions, you want me to obey Gromash, usually I ignore you, but you defeated ogres, I like it, so I am willing to give you a chance."

He pointed to the arena below, "I heard that the warriors of the Warsong Clan are each one for ten, and presumably you, as the Warsong Orc, are no exception.

"Of course, how dare I come here without force sufficient to be proud of the world?"

"Kargas said a condition that is almost impossible for ordinary orcs to do.

"Come, defeat 99 orcs, just in this arena without using any spells, relying on combat skills alone. "

“99？"

“99。

"No problem, count for me how many I'll beat." But he miscalculated, Nairgo was not an ordinary orc, not even an ordinary shaman, and his fighting skills were just as brilliant.

"Okay, gladiators, let's fight again, with warriors from the Warsong clan. "

When Nelgo stood in the arena, from time to time several spectators would jump down from all sides of the arena, including the audience, and besiege him together.

Just after blocking an iron hook, another blade slashed, and the gladiators of the Broken Hand Clan swarmed towards it.

But Nairgo is not afraid at all, and the sword in his hand seems to have gained its own soul by taking life in many battles.

Fast, ruthless, steady.

In just a few moments, a dead person had already appeared in the arena of the Broken Hand Clan.

But no one mourned the dead gladiators, they all cheered for Nairgo.

“96。 "

“97。 "

“98。 When

Kargas shouted to ninety-eight, no more broken hand orcs took the initiative to come down to challenge.

"How is it 98?" shouted Nairgo towards Kargas on stage.

He was covered in orc blood, including his face, and he reached out and touched his face to make sure his vision was not disturbed.

"Excellent gladiatorial fight. Kargas first praised him, then he jumped offstage, "Because, the last one is me!"

And Nairgo did not dodge, not disdainful, but his brain could not react, until the last moment, he narrowly dodged the scythe blade of the broken hand.

"Good response. Kargas nodded.

His face was understated, but Nelgo's face was solemn.

He finally knows why Kargas will become the great chief of the evil orc tribe in the future, and finally knows why Tyrok, who is known as the incarnation of Rukma in version 6, will say that Kargas is also a difficult opponent in his heyday.

Kargas flicked the chain and threw it in a very orc-like way, wanting to put it on Nairgo.

Click.

A sound of chains breaking sounded, and Nelgo's sword cut off Kargas's chains at once.

"Good weapon. Kargas walked slowly towards Nairgo, and instead of using his lightning speed, he stepped forward slowly.

Just a simple puncture.

The sharp scythe blade slammed down, and in the sunlight, the scythe blade reflected an icy cold light.

This move does not look amazing, just an ordinary flat A, but that also depends on whose flat A it is, it is the attack of Kargas, a terrible attack that is enough to split an adult orc, even a shield with people, in half in one go.

It's like he did in King of War.

Nairgo didn't dodge either, the scythe was getting faster and closer, and Nairgo drew his sword again and took a step towards Kargas.

But when Nairgo came closer, he found out.

Kargas's move was like a whirlwind, he didn't expect that an ordinary attack of this chief would be so powerful.

With this hand alone, Kargas is enough to enter the top ten in the history of orc warriors.

For a moment, Nairgo seemed to see his arm cut off and become an orc with a broken hand like Kargas.

Horrible, really terrible.

Nairgo raised his sword to block the blow, but the sword became a little overwhelmed by the long battle.

Finally, under the fierce offensive of Kargas, the sword broke.

The crisp sound did not make Nairgo lose his fighting spirit, or it was only then that he aroused the strength in his heart.

"The weapons are broken, can they still fight?" however,

Kargas's answer was only to continue.

On the stage, watching the chief's great display of might, one by one the orcs let out earth-shaking cheers.

However, Kargas did not smile because he found Nairgo's fist to be just as powerful.

After becoming a wind elemental creature, Nairgo's reaction and speed have long been not ordinary people, and he couldn't see it with a sword before, but now, Kargas only felt a lot of pressure in the face of Nairgo's fist flashing with electric light.

Nairgo swung his right hand, punched hard, and slammed down with precision at Kargas' lightning speed.

This ferocious offensive even caused a sonic boom in the air.

It's not like an ordinary punch, but like an electric ball, and if hit, Kargas is bound to be injured.

[PS: Nairgo unleashes the Lightning Fist, and the effect is outstanding.

However, Kargas dodged anyway, relying on the terrifying speed he had trained for a long time to avoid the blow along the edge of his fist.

He was nearly seriously injured.

But arenas that don't move are less lucky.

The onlookers suddenly stood up, and in their line of sight, the arena was filled with dust.

When the dust cleared, they discovered that Nairgo had punched a big hole in the center of the arena, and the attack continued.

Kargas' blade dance.

Nergo's punch.

The continuous attacks overwhelmed the arena, and the onlookers did not dare to step forward.

I could only hear the maniacal laughter of the two people inside.

"For the first time, I saw someone who could fight the chief. The broken hand orc sighed in surprise.

"I'm afraid this is no longer the power that mortals can have. His companion responded.

Just listen to the boom.

The arena fell, and no one knew which of the two of them won.

I saw that the two people who came out of the ruins were each injured.

Kargas's body was bleeding nonstop, and one wound after another cut through his flesh and blood, remaining on his body.

"Sure enough, after ascending, fighting pure warriors has a lot of tolerance rate. Nairgo thought to himself.

But he was not happy, his heart, a rare unelementized place, was hit hard by Kargas, although it did not cause him to die immediately.

But if you want to stay in the Broken Hand Clan for a while, I am afraid that it is inevitable.

After winning Kargas, Kargas finally began to seriously think about the tribe, and the spies he sent during this time also learned a lot of news about the Warsong Clan.

"You want to conquer the whole world.

"And I've been waiting for this opportunity, the warriors of the Shattered Hand Clan are excellent orcs who have been in war for a long time, and if there is such a big scene, then we will definitely not choose to be bystanders." He said: "If the tribe can satisfy our thirst for killing and war, then the entire Broken Hand clan will be loyal to the Hell Roar."

"The destiny of the tribe is to conquer. Nelgo's voice was a little too muffled, his injury hadn't improved yet, maybe he needed to go to Shadow Moon Valley and seek Neozu's help.

And another word for conquest is killing, countless conquests, countless killings.

Nairgo pointed to the seated Kargas and said, "What are you waiting for?" and Kargas

got the answer he wanted, maybe the tribe would be able to go to the Arranka Peak Forest after it was just established.

"I, Kargas, hereby declare my allegiance to Hell Roar, and the Broken Hand Clan will offer loyalty to the Horde. Kargas's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty.

He couldn't wait to talk to Nairgo about the torture that tormented his enemies.

It was clear that his spies were a little too competent to hear about Nairgo's earlier piercing deeds and the top ten tortures he had mentioned in passing.