The Domestic Hero

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"Huh? Wait?"

Igor stopped at the same place and looked at Wang Yan in the field with suspicion. He couldn't figure out the situation for a while.

Behind him, Anatoly and Harbara were equally confused and puzzled.

This son of flame, if you want to fight, what should you do when you "wait" suddenly? Is it possible that he will not be afraid?

Now it is easy to seduce the Son of Fire into the bait. It is the best time to gain fame, and the best time to weaken Palisa. If he does not have the guts to change the hexagram now, wouldn't it be a failure?

The audience of the Winter Gods present at the scene was also puzzled and had many discussions.

The flame of hope that had just ignited in the heart of the ancestral family from the side of Berissa immediately went out. On the other side, from the tribes of many side branches, there is a trace of mockery on their expressions.

In their view, in the last game, Igor and Isan Norman were equal in strength, but they could still occupy a high advantage, and finally defeated strongly, or even seriously injured the other party, which shows that Igor's personal strength and skills are outstanding. , Is definitely not comparable to the general superpowers.

That Wang Yan can be seen from the title of the Son of Flame, he is a fire superpower. In the rules of fighting against the Winter God tribe, only the most primitive physical strength and fighting skills can be used.

Fire superpowers do not use fire, so how can he fight?

Many Dongshen people think so, and their explanations are indeed correct.

In the superpower world, strength is indeed an advantage, but in the same level, experience, skill and reasonable tactics are often the key to determining victory or defeat. Just like their Winter God clan, all of them are hunters, but in the process of hunting, they will inevitably become prey.

Right now, this son of flame suddenly asked for a pause, mostly afraid, and changed his mind.

"Why? The famous son of flames will not be frightened?"

Igor provocatively said that he was really afraid that Wang Yan would not dare to fight, otherwise an excellent opportunity would be lost.

Hearing Igor's opening, there was even more discussion around the Winter God Clan. In their eyes, the Son of Flame asked for a timeout, and eight achievements was the reason for cowardice.

Only after Wang Yan, Nan Lian and others gradually withdrew the coercion of the outgoing, Belisa glanced sympathetically at the three Igor, and the red tank's expression was more relaxed, turned around and picked up and just dropped it I put on my coat again, and I didn't even plan to shoot again.

The reason for this is naturally simple, but this old king like a tiankeng has to start pretending again.

These are the words, but Pharaoh's patent. Once these two words came out, basically it was the guy of Pharaoh, and he began to prepare to pit people again.

"Timidity? Ha ha, you think too much." Wang Yan waved his hand, revealing a harmless smile for humans and animals. "My strength is higher than you, so I plan to make you another one."

"Let me?" Igor's eyes lit up, and interest came immediately. "Oh? I don't know the powerful son of flames, how do you plan to make me?"

This son of flame doesn't know the boxing skills. Isn't the skill at all comparable to superpowers? Even let him? I do n’t know what to do!

Of course, the silly the opponent, the happier he is.

"I think your technique is more like a master of using weapons, so you can fight me with the weapon you are accustomed to." Wang Yan raised his chin and continued, "If you don't get it, you lose your heart."

"Enable, use weapons?" Igor has some unbelievable ears, his eyes wide open to Wang Yan, "Really, really?"

Anatoly and Halbara both looked at Wang Yan opposite inconceivably, and they felt a little embarrassed.

"I've seen death seekers, never seen such death seekers. This son of flames is really arrogant. Not only does he suppress the power, but also fights with his fists and weapons, is he crazy?"

The people around the tribe were immediately in an uproar, and the whispering talks continued.

"Fighting gatherings of our tribes always use only fists, and no one has ever used weapons!"

"That is, let alone use fists to fight weapons, a little accidental death or injury!"

"The child of flames looks humble and polite. In fact, he is so arrogant and ignorant. If he turns back and is seriously injured, don't blame our Winter Gods."

"..."

These arguments sounded as if they had never entered Wang Yan's ears.

Even the hairy crab beside him was not affected by the outside world at all. He and the white bear king Reynolds, lying on the left and right beside Nanlian and others, quietly watching what happened in the field.

In their eyes, how familiar is all this happening in front of them? There are always people in this world who think they are strong and smart, so there are so many disputes about asking for trouble.

Silly, these humans are really silly!

This principle even understands this hairy crab, but why can't they understand it?

Wang Yan glanced around, and Yun Danfeng lightly said flatly: "Yes, you can use weapons."

Now that we decided to start, we must win a bit of dominance to win naturally. When there is no clown, there is a clown who jumps on the beam and jumps out successively to get rid of it.

They can hide their faces, but Wang Yan is troublesome.

As soon as these words came out, the people around the Winter God clan were in an uproar. The son of flames in front of him is so arrogant!

Igor, Anatoly, and Harbara were all stunned, but a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and his heart suddenly rejoiced.

Suppress power, and use fists to fight weapons? Oh, he can think of it.

Since the Son of Flame is looking for death, don't blame them for being ruthless!

Seeing the other party secretly rejoicing, Wang Yan not only did not feel a bit nervous, but rubbed his fist and set his eyes on Igor.

"Because, to deal with a small character like you, it is enough to use a fist."

The joy that had not yet bloomed on Igor's face suddenly stiffened.

"what did you say?"

Anatoly's eyes also burst into anger, and was looked down upon again and again, and no one could stand it.

But the anger was fleeting in his eyes, and then there was a dark sneer on the corner of his mouth. "Since the son of flames is so underestimated of us, then show him the power of our Winter God Warrior!"

"Igor, you need to pay attention to ..."

Especially the last sentence, which seems to be an understatement, actually reveals a strong sense of danger.

"I understand that the Son of Flame is a noble guest of our Winter Gods, and I will naturally take care of it carefully." Igor's eyes flashed coldly, his hands flicked, and his weapon was illuminated.

A pair of dark and heavy metal gloves immediately wrapped his two forearms.

The glove can be seen to be made of some kind of cold iron alloy, and it exudes a sense of coldness throughout the body, especially the tip of each glove, three half-foot-long pointed claws, extremely sharp, like a dagger, cold and exposed.

Such a thick, strong, and extremely sharp glove, and extremely strong defensive ability, naturally needless to say, if a punch is hit on the human body, the internal organs will be rotted by the thorns.

The opponent blocked with his arm? That's exactly, the opponent's entire arm would be shattered with a punch.

How can human flesh and blood be compared with this fast and fierce steel blade? What's more, the cold air attached to the cold iron fist will frostbite the other party's wounds.

Anyone who is injured by him and cuts his body for amputation is already the best result.

Such a dangerous cold iron fist, when it appeared, caused a crow of exclamation from the tribes watching around.

The tribes from Zu Ting are so stunned, as if they have seen that the Son of Flame will pay for his arrogance.

Those tribes from the collateral lineages rushed through with bloodthirsty eyes, Qiqi shouted for Igor, as if seeing the noble child of flames, the appearance of a severely wounded defeat, it will be a very interesting and explosive Things.

Nanlian, Bai Lisha, and the Red Tank are all three, and at this moment their eyes are tight.

Although they knew that Pharaoh would not make a decision without a chance of winning, they couldn't help but worry about it now. It was too dangerous to use this glove against a bare-handed person.

And Igor's strength and skills are very strong, a little careless, even the old king is likely to be miscalculated!

"Oh, son of flames, you asked for it."

Igor licked his lips excitedly, "Son of Flame, take the trick!" He seemed to have seen the Son of Flame fall miserably and howl. There was a chuckle in his throat and he rushed away.

He was like a de-roaming shell, leaving a series of virtual shadows behind him in an instant, and it was more than ten meters away in one step.

"Oh, uh!"

After a few steps, Igor jumped up suddenly, and the whole person jumped into the air, just like a falcon rushing down, rushing towards Wang Yan.

At this moment, time seemed to stop.

Igor gritted his teeth, groaned in his throat, and straightened his muscles tightly, like an iron lead. His right fist was pulled back, and the sharp spikes on his glove were in this extreme north. Under the icy, pale sky, the coldness of the Yan people exudes.

And the three hard and sharp spikes on the fist, which can destroy the broken jade jade, are aimed at Wang Yan's heart!

All the Winter God tribes watching around held their breaths, held their hearts, and watched the two people about to collide in the field.

Igor's strength and means have already been verified in front of everyone. This time he shot with all his strength and took the deadly key of the son of flame.

If he is really punched with a punch, the sharp thorn on the fist will directly pierce the heart, and the son of flame will inevitably die!

On the other hand, the son of flames still stands with his hands still and still.

His appearance seemed to be trapped in a thick sea of ​​air, calm and calm, and even his breathing became slow and long.

This seemingly slow, but in an instant fleeting moment, Igor has rushed to Wang Yan, with spiked gloves, the next moment will reach the other party's chest.

At this moment, Wang Yan in Ang's position finally moved!

He couldn't avoid flashing, until Igor's fist came close to him, and then he slammed his right fist, and the whole arm swelled and tightened instantly, as if at this moment, the strength of earth was gathered.

"Wow!"

Wang Yan suddenly stepped short and suddenly punched!

The right blow came first, and then passed through the gap between Igor's hands cleverly, hitting the other's cheek bone fiercely.

"boom!"

A loud noise!

It was as if the boulder had fallen to the ground, and everyone at the foot shook slightly.

Igor immediately turned his eyes white, his nose and mouth were bleeding, and his cheeks were dark purple. The whole person was knocked down by Wang Yan and hit the ground heavily.

The hard frozen ground of the fighting field immediately collapsed down, like a spider-like pit!

At this moment, the audience was dead.

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