The strongest training system

Chapter 387 The First Warrior
"boom!"

Balur's body hit the ground heavily, and the ground of the entire Tauren Tribe trembled violently, as if an earthquake had occurred. Several children who had not received the blessing of the Tauren God even lost their standing and fell to the ground.

The deep pit on the ground was five or six meters deep. Balur's head was buried in the soil, leaving only half of his body still in sight.

"Gudu!"

Some barbarians subconsciously swallowed their saliva. Such a huge pit indirectly proved Wang Hao's terrifying power!
Wang Hao landed on the edge of the deep pit with a proud look on his face. He asked, "Leader, can I go out on your behalf now?"

The leader's frown did not disperse. He couldn't understand how a guy who had never shown himself, who was a warrior in the tribe half a month ago, suddenly became so powerful, even with himself who had no divine power. , comparable.

He moved his mouth slightly, ready to ask questions. At this moment, the sound of earth and rocks cracking suddenly came from the deep pit.

"Snapped!"

Balur pulled out his upper body from the deep pit, revealing his appearance.

His appearance at this time can be described as very tragic. His entire nose was sunken by Wang Hao's elbow, and the blood and mud mixed together, sticking to his cheek.

Because of his anger, he opened his mouth and panted violently. Only then did people realize that half of his two front teeth were broken, like a half-open window, letting in air.

Wang Hao looked down at Balur, he had to marvel, the physical fitness of the barbarians was much stronger than that of humans, if it was a human warrior who was severely injured by this, even if he did not die, he would lose his fighting ability.

"Who told you that Balur was defeated!"

Balur's eyes were red, he clenched his fists tightly, and his skin gradually turned red.

Looking at the changes in Balur, Wang Hao was slightly shocked. He could feel that the power of Balur was growing rapidly!
"Could it be that he can also borrow divine power?"

Wang Hao quickly rejected this idea. In the battle in the canyon, the leader of the evil god tribe had chanted before borrowing divine power, which was completely different from Balur's current situation.

Just when Wang Hao was puzzled, an exclamation suddenly came from the crowd.

"It's madness! It's the unique madness of the Tyrannosaurus Army!"

"Frenzied? Are the rumors true?" A barbarian seemed to be in disbelief, "It is rumored that after special training, the fighters of the Tyrannosaurus Army enter the state of madness by provoking themselves, and the fighters in the mad state , will lose his mind and become a guy who can only kill!"

Wang Hao stared at Balur, and he quietly lit the golden pupil.

Through the golden pupils, Wang Hao saw the heart in Balur's body, beating several times faster, and his blood carried a lot of energy, and it was rampaging in his body.

Wang Hao secretly said in his heart: "The madness of this is very similar to my 'Blood Soul', but I don't know how much more powerful it can catch up with the Blood Soul."

"Balur, this is a tribe, don't stop!"

The leader shouted loudly, wanting to wake up Balur, the berserk warriors of the Tyrannosaurus Army will become monsters that can only kill, this is a tribe, the old, the weak, and the disabled are all watching the battle here!
His warning sound was too late, Balur's eyes were already red, and he could no longer hear any sound!

The sound of cracking joints reached everyone's ears, and Balur's already tall body swelled up again, becoming even bigger!

The muscles of Balur's limbs swelled, and the power contained in them was terrifying.

"Balur!"

Balur yelled violently, jumped out of the deep pit, and charged at Wang Hao. After he became berserk, both his strength and speed had improved by more than one notch.

The leader wanted to stop it, but when he saw that Balur's target was Wang Hao, he chose not to do it first. He wanted to see how strong Wang Hao was.

"Tyrannosaurus Fist!"

Balur's fists turned into afterimages, hitting Wang Hao like a storm.

The maddened Balur was stronger than Wang Hao's imagination. He didn't have time to use martial arts, so he could only cross his arms in front of him to resist Balur's attack.

Huge fists landed on Wang Hao's shoulders, arms, and stomach... The dull bombardment made the surrounding crowd sweat secretly for Wang Hao.

"Balur!"

The more Balur fought, the more manic he became, and the speed of his punches became faster and faster. In just three breaths, thousands of punches had already hit him.

Wang Hao's body is like a rock, standing firm in the shadow of fists like a torrential rain!
Balur's face became more and more red, and even turned a little purple. His punching movement stopped suddenly, and he concentrated the last strength in his right hand.

"Balur!"

Balur's screams shook the heavens and the earth. He swung his last punch with all his strength and slammed it into Wang Hao's arm!
"boom!"

This punch finally shook Wang Hao's figure. Wang Hao's figure collapsed a house, and his figure was buried.

Balur wheezed loudly, and after venting frantically, he regained some sanity.

He believed that Wang Hao must have been smashed to pieces by himself and could never stand up again.

The crowd was silent, and there was no sound of discussion. The three Fat Rats looked at the collapsed house with some concern.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and the collapsed house exploded.

Wang Hao's figure reappeared in everyone's sight. He patted the dust on his body, his face was calm and there was not even a trace of pain.

Balur's violent panting stopped, and his eyes turned red again.

"Balur...will...kill you!"

Wang Hao sneered, he already understood everything he wanted to know, and it was his turn to get serious.

"Blood soul!"

On his body, red blood mist overflowed from his skin, like a burning red flame!

"Second stage madness!" A voiceless exclamation broke the silence, "Wearing blood and bright eyes, this is the performance of second stage madness!"

"Second stage madness? Oh my god! Isn't that a magical skill that only the squadron leader of the Tyrannosaurus Army can do?!"

"Madness has always been the secret of the Tyrannosaurus Army, how did he learn it..."

The discussion sounded in his ears, and Wang Hao laughed in his heart, "It turns out that there are classifications for madness, which is better. If the tribal leader asks later, I can explain it easily."

Balur rushed towards Wang Hao again, the ground trembled slightly without taking a step.

"Balur!"

He swung his fists, and the rainstorm-like shadow of his fists reappeared.

Wang Hao sneered: "Do you think this trick is still useful to me?"

After the words fell, Wang Hao stretched out his hands, and inserted them into the shadow of the fist like lightning.

"Crack!" "Crack!"

Only two crisp sounds were heard, and the shadows of fists all over the sky dissipated in an instant, and Balur's arms were firmly grasped by Wang Hao.

"ended!"

Wang Hao raised his leg with one knee, bumping against Balur's chest. Balur's body after being berserk was not crushed by Wang Hao, but the violent impact still made him vomit blood.

"Crack!"

With a flick of Wang Hao's wrist, Balur's two arms rotated 360 degrees and twisted into twists.

"Roar!"

Baluer let out a cry of pain, but this is not over yet, the opponent is a barbarian, and Wang Hao, who has seen the tragedy of Xiaoxin's family, has no reason to forgive this race.

Wang Hao's body bounced high, and he slashed down, hitting Balur's head heavily with his heel.

"Oh!"

Balur's huge body fell to the ground, and his entire head sank into the ground.

Wang Hao moved to kill, and prepared to take the opportunity to end Balur's life.

"stop!"

However, to Wang Hao's regret, when the tribal leader opened his mouth, he could only dissipate his killing intent and landed on the ground smoothly.

Balur pulled his head out of the ground, trying to struggle to get up, but fell down again, and he lost consciousness.

The leader strode up to Wang Hao, "Although tribal competitions are not limited to life and death, Balur is a member of the Tyrannosaurus Army after all. If you take his life, it's hard to explain."

He paused, and asked: "I remember you were only at the second level of the Earth Martial Realm before, why is it now at the fourth level of the Heaven Martial Realm?!"

Wang Hao knew that the tribal leader would definitely ask such a question, and he had already thought about how to answer it.

"Boss, last night, in my sleep, I dreamed of Lord Minotaur. He said that I made a heroic sacrifice for the tribe and deserved to be rewarded. He gave me supernatural power to help you conquer the tribe of evil gods!"

Hearing Wang Hao's explanation, the leader frowned. There is no doubt that gods exist, but this is the first time he has heard that gods grant power through dreams.

But if it wasn't like this, how would the Wang Hao in front of him become so powerful overnight?

"Big Witch, come and verify."

Every tribe is a great shaman, if what he said is true, the great shaman will naturally be able to verify it.

The big witch held a staff and walked up to Wang Hao with the support of the tribal warriors.

Wang Hao smiled, but quietly opened a container with his hand in his sleeve.

The container was full of evil power, which he collected from the totem to prevent the current investigation.

The big witch walked around Wang Hao for two weeks, and then said to the leader: "I can feel the aura of the Minotaur on his body. Congratulations to the leader, the Lord Minotaur has appeared!"

Hearing the great witch's affirmative answer, the leader couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Hahaha! God, God! Even the Lord Tauren is willing to help me! This crusade against the evil god tribe will definitely succeed in one fell swoop!"

The leader looked at Wang Hao and asked with great satisfaction, "What's your name?"

"Boss, this subordinate's name is Philip." During the intelligence gathering a few days ago, the Fat Rat and the three had already found out the names of the four of them pretending to be barbarians.

"Very good! Feili, I now order you to be the number one warrior of the tribe, and take full responsibility for this attack on the evil god's tribe. You can dispatch all the fallen warriors!"

"Thank you for the leader's trust, Felix will not let you down!"

Wang Hao bowed his head in thanks, but the leader didn't notice the strange smile on Wang Hao's face.

(End of this chapter)