Traveling through Dungeons and Warriors

Chapter 205 The Real Test (2) Entering the Ridge for the First Time

The Stru Mountains are located in the east of the Wannian Snow Mountain, which is a natural barrier that isolates other places in Arad. On the ridge of Stru, Bantu warriors are stationed here to prevent outsiders from entering.

I have to say that Spark's ability to enter the Wannian Snow Mountain was purely an accident. If it weren't for the magic circle on Rotes, it would be almost impossible for ordinary people to cross the dangerous Stru Mountains and pass through the ridge stopped by the elite Bantu fighters.Thinking of Rotes, Spark couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed. The original cowhide book is still quietly lying in his luggage, and the contents inside Spark are more than half sure, but when Rotes mentioned the Devil World The content of the content made Spark uncertain whether it was the truth, but the test he was facing now still did not allow Spark to bother to think about these. "Let's wait until we have time to investigate slowly, after all, it's too evil!" Shaking his head, Spark murmured.

Although Spark was exposed to the cold, wind and snow along the way, the snow mandrill leather armor on his body was a rare good thing. At this time, although Spark's face was hurt by the cold wind, his body was indeed warm. Arriving at the foot of the Stru Mountains, Spark also had a headache looking at the endless mountain road, but since he chose to face the test of the Bantu tribe, Spark had no choice but to bite the bullet and climb up the mountain road.

Fortunately, Spark can be regarded as a moderately accomplished trainer. Although he was out of breath when he climbed the mountain road, he finally reached his destination.Spark, who came to the ridge, was "warmly welcomed" by the Bantu warriors the moment he showed his figure. There were many other things, such as the frozen wind blown towards him by the Bantu female warriors following the tall wooden fence. Just let Spark go headshot.

"Sisters, work harder, we have quick-frozen dumplings to eat today!" What made Spark furious the most was that these Bantu shrews actually yelled at Sparke as quick-frozen dumplings waiting to be cooked!

"Grandma, a bunch of stinky bitches dare to bully me!" Spark finally understood. Before he came, these Bantu warriors stationed here were ordered by Orka to "entertain" Spark well. Seeing that there was no peaceful solution at all, Spark had no choice but to grit his teeth and rush forward.

Under the joint action of no less than thirty Bantu female warriors, the frozen breath rained down on Spark. Fortunately, Spark was most proud of his ability to dodge. Slowly moving forward, Spark finally came to the wooden fence safely, "Hey!" With a low growl, Spark gathered the blood energy and mind energy under his feet and jumped up vigorously, until Spark appeared Those Bantu female warriors came to their senses in a daze, wondering if this outsider had practiced pole vaulting before?How could such a high fence not have the slightest effect?
Seeing these Bantu female warriors in a daze, Spark naturally wouldn't be polite. After all, he had finally found a chance to take revenge, and jumped into the Bantu female warriors, standing on his head the moment he landed. Stand up, put your hands on the ground, stretch your feet flat on both sides, driving your body to rotate, and shouted at the same time: "Look at the trick, roaming technical reform: roundabout kick!" I saw two groups of red lights suddenly appeared on Spark's feet , directly with a gorgeous roundabout kick, the Bantu female fighters who got hit fell to the ground one after another, but the other Bantu female fighters showed no fear at all, since the long-distance freezing breath didn't work, These old women suddenly turned into shrews and rushed forward, scratching, scratching and kicking Sparke.

"Oh, let me go, what is this test for you, it's purely for me to fight with a group of prodigal girls!" Sparke dodged his claws, and couldn't help cursing in his heart, but now is not the time to complain, although Sparke is considered a A "gentleman" would not stay behind someone who wanted to hurt him, even if she was a woman, in the eyes of Spark in battle, she was nothing more than a tough bitch.

Since he was too close to the opponent after landing, Spark didn't intend to use the Colt automatic pistol on his waist. He simply used his recently more proficient blood energy to counterattack with physical skills. This powerful move of kicking was also frequently used. After a while, there were no Bantu female warriors who could stand up.

Looking at the group of Bantu female warriors who could only lie on the ground and pant heavily after their fist fights, Spark pinched his booger and said, "Hey, why are you all panting so coquettishly?" Waiting for my brother to put you all on the spot? I don’t know how to look in the mirror and put on makeup, I don’t like shrews!” After smearing on the ground, Spark continued to walk towards the ridge swaggeringly.

But within two steps, following countless shouts, about thirty more Bantu male warriors stood in front of Spark.

"Oh, hello? Why is your husband here to avenge you?" Spark turned around and said, but these Bantu male warriors didn't care about your teasing, and they all attacked Spark, and just got close to Spark. Punch.

"Damn it! You don't know if you don't hit someone in the face! Do you know the rules?" Sparke yelled while avoiding the heavy punch with a sideways move, but what happened next made Sparke too lazy to scold. He thought he had discovered that these thirty or so Bantu fighters were all masters of beating people and slapping people in the face.

Facing such an unruly opponent, Spark naturally wouldn't be soft-hearted. From the few dodges just now, he observed that although these Bantu male fighters punched with amazing strength, they were not as sensitive as those female fighters in reaching out, so Spark There was a smirk at the corner of his mouth, and then he stepped back a few meters and took out the Colt automatic pistol from his waist. It's very small, but it's just to measure the power of ordinary shooting. Today's Spark uses it very differently. Under the wrapping of blood energy and mind energy, the bullet also flashes a red light and shoots forward.Another advantage of automatic pistols is the fast shooting speed and the large number of reloads. Spark's mobile shooting is so cool this time. After all, the more bullets, the longer the shooting time can be. The Bantu male fighters with the neutron bullets were also quite strong. Although the bullets with blood energy and mind energy made them scream, they didn't have the effect of making a big hole like before.

But one shot can't kill you, but I can't kill you with two shots?With this thought in mind, Spark pulled the trigger faster and faster, and the two magazines were used up in a short while.After taking back the Colt automatic pistol, Spark also nodded in satisfaction, only to see that the Bantu male warriors who had returned to the crowd just now were already lying down and falling, and they still had the momentum just now.

"Hey, both of you here as husband and wife return home, I have to go up!" Seeing that there are no enemies here, Spark is sure that the first line of defense on this ridge has been completely broken by him, although it depends on the process. Going up is very simple, and Spark is also frequently making jokes, but at this time, Spark is very serious in his heart. After all, there are such strong fighters on the first line of defense on this ridge, so how difficult will it be to go up?Thinking of this, Spark's face darkened, his hands were always swinging on both sides of his waist, ready to draw his gun to fight back in the face of a sneak attack.

(End of this chapter)