As soon as Guerz Huanhuo approached the family training ground, he heard a "bang bang" beating sound from inside - the movement was so loud, it was like a heavy blunt weapon repeatedly beating a sandbag.
"Master Patriarch!"
The guard at the door bowed his head and saluted.
"Well, is Lorgar practicing?" He pointed to the half-closed door.
"Yes, she came early in the morning, and said she was okay not to disturb her."
"I gonna go see."
"But the patriarch..."
"Huh?" Goulz glanced at him.
"No, please come in." The guard couldn't help trembling.
It seems that his daughter is getting more and more dignified, he is not dissatisfied with the guard's blocking, but raised his eyebrows with interest. In this way, when he is no longer able to climb the scorching high platform, the Crazy Flame Clan will also have a new successor.
Pushing open the door, a training hall made of thousands of cowhide, hemp ropes and wooden poles appeared in front of him. It was possible to build such an indoor martial arts venue in Iron Sand City, except for the clan with the largest stone castle. First and foremost, no one can do this.
The hall is not covered with mud or stone bricks, but with fine yellow sand. Walking on it is like walking in the desert. Although the gravel is small, it is not soft, and there are many stubborn things hidden in it, most of which are teeth or weapon fragments left by the trainer. Of course, a lot of blood had infiltrated, so some of the yellow sand had turned a faint dark red.
Guerz's father's father said that if all the yellow sand in this place can be dyed red, Crazy Flame will always occupy the position of the head of the clan, and there will be no rivals in the extreme south. Therefore, he had considered that if the clan was defeated and had to leave this stone fort, not only the cowhide tent above his head, but also the yellow sand would be transported away. Even if such a training ground cannot be built again, at least after regaining the first position, there is no need to start the blood stain again.
A row of iron booms stood at one end of the training hall. His daughter was naked, rolled up her trouser legs and sleeves, and threw a heavy punch at the hanging sandbag. Goulz has no doubt that if such a fist hits a person, it will definitely tear the internal organs to pieces.
"Why, are you excited to see the performance of the Aosha clan?" He smiled.
Lorgar spun around and swept back the sandbag with a roundhouse kick. His slender legs were as fast as lightning, and he knocked out the bag that was as tall as a person. Circle, hit the ground heavily, and the sand inside also spilled on the ground.
"Huh..." She let out a long breath, her beastly hands gradually returning to normal, "Don't say it, Father, you know what I'm thinking."
"You took a fancy to the goddess named Ash, right?" Goulz laughed, "After all, it's hard to find an opponent who can match you in the entire Iron Sand City."
Luo Jia pouted, "Unfortunately, they just won the qualification to enter the iron sand city, and they should not use their actions for a long time. Even if they are invited to a competition, Osha probably will not agree."
"Of course, as a newly promoted clan, there are still a lot of trivial matters to deal with in order to gain a firm foothold in Iron Sand City. I am afraid that by the spring of next year, they will welcome new challengers, and no one will be wasted at this time. strength."
"So I can only find sandbags to chat," Lorgar sighed. "Is that what you're looking for?"
"Would you rather chat with a sandbag than with your father?"
"Uh... that's not it," her ear above her head trembled and fell down as if admitting her mistake.
"Cough, expression." Goulz resisted the urge to reach out and touch his daughter's soft fluffy ears, and reminded with a stern face. Although her appearance is quite cute, it is not suitable for the expression of the head of the clan - as the future clan leader, you should always be serious and unsmiling, so as to make your subordinates feel awe and obey.
"Oh!" Lorgar immediately straightened his ears and responded solemnly.
Goulz nodded in satisfaction. Since her daughter awakened as a goddess, she has become more and more fond of fighting with people, and her strength and ability have become stronger and stronger. This is not a bad thing in the eyes of Mojin people, but as she grows older, the abilities endowed by the three gods gradually show sequelae to her. Luo Jia’s appearance is undoubtedly similar to ordinary people at first, but only when she uses her abilities will it change into a huge The wolf of the desert later mastered the individual limb transformation skills in battle, thus possessing a certain means of restraining the Stone of God's Punishment. After all, the range of the divine stone's influence is only two to three steps, and by pulling the distance a little, she can turn her arm into a beast.
This made her invincible in the duel. Originally, in order to protect the first position, the samurai team with severely damaged personnel and some unstable foundations became extremely powerful again after she joined, and no one dared to challenge the flames in the past five years. status. However, the long-term battle has turned parts of her body into a wolf-like shape, such as pointed ears and a half-exposed tail. Even if the ability is withdrawn, these parts will not be transformed into the original.
This makes Lorgar a monster that is half man, half wolf.
It is conceivable that she will never be able to live the life of a normal goddess in her entire life - at least no handsome warrior will fall in love with her body, and those who are too bad Lorgar will not be able to see it.
I am afraid that only Gulz, who is a father, would not mind whether his daughter looks like a human or a beast.
So she had to be the Patriarch of Wildfire—only standing in a position that everyone had to look up to could cover up these controversies.
"What do you think of this holy duel?"
"It seems to make people's blood boil, but it is actually a trick of Aosha Clan Chief Drow Yinyue. Except for Ashes, there is nothing outstanding." Lorgar wagged his tail.
"But I have to say that this hand is really beautiful. It uses the ability to include people outside the field into the duel, and avoids the restrictions of the rules, and almost completely controls the direction of the duel." Goulz stroked his beard and said. , "It's been a long time since no one died to decide the winner. I guess the Bone Clan will not hate Aosha even if they think of this."
"This kind of trick can only be used once at most," Lorgar said disapprovingly. "I bet that the next holy duel will require bystanders to wear the God's Stone of Retribution. Also, Osha's approach can win the opponent. The respect for them is tantamount to asking for trouble. The respect can’t fill the stomach, and after the short training period is over, maybe the first challenger they welcome is the comeback Clan Clan.”
Goulz patted his daughter on the shoulder with relief, and being able to see this, put the interests of the clan at the top of the list, and he already has the qualification to be the patriarch—perhaps she wants a close and hearty contest , but will not dismiss threats by deliberately seeking out such opportunities.
Just at this moment, the guards who were guarding outside the training hall suddenly walked in quickly, saluted the two of them, and reported: "Lord Patriarch, news just came from outside that the Osha Clan once again issued a request for a sacred challenge!"
"What?" Guerz was stunned, and his expression changed. It's only been a day since they won the qualification to be stationed in Iron Sand City. "To whom?"
"The fourth Sandstorm clan."
"They didn't move into Iron Sand City from the small oasis?"
"Yes, there are also claims that they rejected the move out of the bone-cutting arrangement."
What the hell are these guys thinking? Could it be that Aosha's purpose was not simply to enter the Iron Sand City
"Looks like we all guessed wrong," Lorgar was silent for a while, then chuckled. "Perhaps the chance to fight Ashes is not as far away as I thought... What do you think, father?"