The Great Sun of the Super Seminary

Chapter 108 The Out-of-Control Barbarian King
Suddenly, a thunderous roar came from the ground under their feet, interrupting the two people who were kissing passionately. They froze for a moment before remembering the battle below.

Thinking of this time, Olaf was still fighting the barbarian king with his bare hands, while he was fighting with Yanhe here... Yanhe couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, and he stopped grumbling, let go of his arms, and shook his hands , the two black hand axes were spinning like two wheels and flew downward.

"Whizzing!"

Olaf, who was lying on the ground temporarily unable to move, suddenly heard two sounds of breaking through the air, and the barbarian king in front of him seemed to have noticed the danger, and retreated instantly with his beast-like fighting instinct.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two groups of black shadows smashed hard on the ground between the barbarian king and Olaf, splashing countless smoke and dust.

At the same time, a hot voice sounded from Olaf No. [-] High School: "Olaf, take the weapon in front of you and defeat him!"

Olaf got up from the ground with a hesitant expression on his face.

"Although, he is your king, but now you are my warrior of Lieyangxing! Don't forget, you still carry the brilliance of my sun god, don't tarnish it! Go, don't forget that you are Glory to a warrior!"

Olaf froze for a moment, with a resolute look on his face, and walked towards the big pit where the dust gradually disappeared in front of him, revealing its original appearance.

At the same time, the barbarian king who was pushed away by the hand ax roared towards the sky, as if he had sensed that something was there just now, ruining his good deed.

"Hey! That's tough enough!" Yan said, looking at the barbarian king with red eyes and roaring below, but he couldn't hide the playful smile at the corner of his mouth.

On the ground, as Olaf approached, the two handaxes in the pit were also exposed.The metal axe, the handle made of unknown wood, the ancient and complicated patterns, the sharp ax blade...all of them show the extraordinaryness of this axe. Olaf fell in love with it when he saw this axe. I fell in love with it deeply, and even had the idea that this was born for myself.

Step by step, he approached the two handle axes, suppressing the joy in his heart, Olaf stretched out his hand and grabbed the handle of the ax and pulled it out.

There was a slight sound, but it turned out that the ax blade accidentally knocked against the rock beside it during the pulling out process, but the rock was sliced ​​open by the hand ax as if cutting tofu.

"Good axe!"

Olaf sighed in admiration, shook the ax in his hand, and found that it was just right, he couldn't help being even more delighted.

"It's almost done, Manzi is still waiting for you to wake him up." Yanhe reminded.

Olaf was stunned for a moment, nodded, and then turned his gaze to the barbarian king who was roaring to the sky, his eyes full of challenges.

The barbarian king seemed to have noticed Olaf's provocative gaze, stopped his roar at the sky, and turned to Olaf at the side with red eyes.

Olaf looked timidly at the red-eyed and murderous barbarian king, and said silently in his heart: "Come on, king. Your majesty is right. Although you are my king, I am no longer just a tribal king." I am now a warrior, and I still carry the glory of the sun god, so let's fight!!"

Thinking of this, the fighting spirit in Olaf's eyes became even more surging, and he couldn't help but let out a roar full of fighting spirit at the barbarian king.

"Roar!!"

What answered him was the barbarian king's murderous roar.

Immediately afterwards, the two raised their weapons and charged at each other.

"boom!!"

There was a loud noise that shook the sky, and the two collided like two beasts.

The double ax in Olaf's hand held the barbarian king's broadsword tightly, and the legs used to support the body had sunk deeply into the ground.

"Hey, your fighter seems to be at a disadvantage!" Yan said, looking at the two people who were stalemate below.

Yanhe shook his head indifferently, and said: "It's nothing. After all, the barbarian has entered the state, and his aura and everything have reached the peak, and he is completely disowned by his relatives. But he has reached the peak, after all, Ben's strength is just like that recently, No matter how it breaks out, it will look like this. And there is a saying that is good, it is called a vigorous effort, then declines, and exhausts three times. The barbarian will gradually weaken as time goes by. But Olaf has just started, as time goes by The gap between the two will become smaller and smaller."

"Oh?" Yan was surprised, and asked: "Do you know what is the power of Sneff?"

Yanhe shook his head and said: "I don't know, but the effect can be guessed. It is a kind of power controlled by anger. The stronger the anger, the stronger the strength. However, the disadvantages are also obvious. If there is a difference in strength between the two If it is too big, if the enemy does not give him a chance to get angry, he will probably be instantly killed. Moreover, this kind of increase is definitely not unlimited, after all, his strength is just like that. Just considering the energy needed to explode his strength, it is not possible for him to offered for a long time.”

Yan thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes."

"So, this is a real five-second man!" Yan He said with a smirk.

Yan was taken aback for a moment, gave him a hygienic eye, and said angrily, "Fuck you!"

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"That's a blood curse!" Morgana said with an ugly face looking at the picture retrieved from Ato's memory.

"Queen, what is the blood curse?" Atuo on the other end of the communication was scolded by Morgana, and he was cautious when speaking, for fear of offending the queen again.

Morgana ignored him, but said with a sullen face: "As expected of Kieran, such an ancient power can be found, it's really him!" Afterwards, Morgana answered Atuo's question , said: "The blood curse is an ancient power, and it is impossible to verify where it came from. After all, the universe has been born for more than 130 billion years, and what we know is only a few billion years, and there are still a lot of unknowns. Times are lost in the long river of history, and the blood curse is one of them."

"Queen, do you mean that this is a power that has disappeared?" Atox asked cautiously.

Morgana gave a sigh, and then said: "I have seen this kind of power in the records of the Super Seminary, and the records about it are also very vague, but it is clear that the inheritance has been lost for a long time. I don't know that Kilan Where did this old scumbag find such a freak who can actually reproduce the power of the blood curse. This is a power different from genes. Although it is ancient and backward, its power cannot be denied. It uses emotions Drives produce enormous power, and the more violent the mood swings, the more powerful it will be."

"Uh, queen, isn't there no upper limit in this case? Doesn't it mean that as long as I am angry enough, I can even blow up stars with one move?" Tuo asked suspiciously.

"Cut!" Morgana curled her lips in disdain, and said, "Are you crazy!?! If you think about it, you will know that this is impossible." Then, Morgana told Atok about the shortcomings of the blood curse Si, is similar to Yan He's deduction, but more detailed.

"So, A Tuo, you are just pretending to be coercive and being sloppy. If you don't grind so hard and kill him before he completely explodes, you won't end up like this." Morgana finally concluded.

The corner of Atox's mouth twitched on the other end of the communication, really not knowing how to answer.

"Okay, you don't need to worry about this matter, let him fend for himself. You should continue with your mission." Morgana said, and hung up the communication.

Atox over there put down his hand, picked up the sword of command leaning against the rock beside him, looked at the Barbarian and Olaf who were fighting in the distance with a cloudy expression, and left with a cold snort.

(End of this chapter)