"Fist" is such a powerful person.

It is said that before he was called "Fist", he had a majestic and domineering name just like the current Lion King and Tiger King.

Like most of the sturdy and powerful bull-headed men of that era, he was accustomed to using huge war hammers as weapons.

Of course, his war hammer was refined after he traveled through every mountain range and river in Turanze and collected all kinds of priceless rare materials.

Meteor iron falling from the sky, the hardest bones of the totem beast, the core of the mandala tree that has grown for thousands of years, the shining crystal marrow deep in the underground valley cracked by the earthquake... even during forging

, and was tempered with the blood of countless totem beasts.

But even such a peerless weapon that has been tempered for thousands of times cannot withstand the excessive power of the "fist" and is often worn down and damaged in battles.

Especially in the heart-stirring epic battle between "Fist" and "Triangle of Death".

At the beginning, the bull-headed man and the peerless ferocious beast fought evenly.

Both sides became more and more brave as they fought, and the more they killed, the more frenzied they became.

But just when "Fist" tried to exert the most violent power without reservation, his war hammer was blown to pieces by the space tearing skill of "Triangle of Death".

It was because the force of his swing was too strong that the head and handle of the hammer separated, leaving only a short section of the handle in his hand.

"Fist" has replaced seven war hammers in a row.

But each time the new warhammer failed to last even half an hour, it collapsed and was destroyed under the double ravages of him and the Triangle of Death.

Seven consecutive hearty attacks were forcibly interrupted, which made "Fist" furious and went crazy.

He simply no longer holds any weapons.

Instead, he clenched his fists tightly and completely concentrated the power of the totem in his palms, as if he was holding two vortexes filled with terrifying suction in his palms.

Something incredible happened!

As the totem power of "Fist" continues to be released, the fragments of the seven war hammers that were just destroyed, the broken bones of the Death Triangle, and the weapons and armor fragments left behind after the sacrifice of other warriors on the battlefield, all

It flew towards his fists and was melted by the war flames spurting out from between his fingers. It penetrated into his flesh and blood through the pores and perfectly fused with his bones, becoming part of his fists.

In this way, the bull-headed man possessed the entire Tulanze, the hardest, most powerful, and most brutal pair of iron fists in the past ten thousand years.

He used these iron fists surrounded by lightning and flames to launch an earth-shattering battle with the Triangle of Death.

Moreover, he forcefully blasted the peerless ferocious beast that could easily destroy a town, causing it to kneel down in front of him.

But even if the Death Triangle knelt down and begged for mercy, the "Fist"'s offensive was still not over.

He has never played so heartily and happily as he did today.

Every joint, every blood vessel, every bundle of nerves and even every cell in the fist shuddered with extreme pleasure.

His fists were singing loudly, laughing loudly, and letting out the most arrogant war cry without restraint.

Only then did "Fist" suddenly realize.

It turned out that in the past, he had been painstakingly collecting rare materials and casting a seemingly powerful war hammer, but he had simply gone the wrong way.

His two iron fists themselves are extremely powerful weapons that can destroy anything.

The seemingly exquisite, gorgeous, and ferocious war hammer will only restrict him, allowing him to unleash his power and constantly exceed the limit.

Suddenly enlightened, "Fist" rides behind the triangle of death.

One punch, another punch, another punch.

It blasted this peerless ferocious beast alive, except for its head, into a puddle of mud.

And this pool of mud rich in high-energy substances was swallowed up every drop by the hungry and greedy fists of the "fist".

All the Turan warriors who saw this scene were stunned.

It was as if they had hallucinations before their eyes. They saw the fists of the strong man with a bull head and a bloody mouth growing out of them.

From that day on, all the high-level orcs in Turanze knew the resounding name "Fist".

We also know how crazy he was in beating the Triangle of Death to death and eating it into his own fist.

Many people gave up weapons such as swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, whips, maces, hammers and claws, and turned to cultivating the weapons that their ancestors had given them and which they were born with.

"Only cowards need to use swords to cover up their weakness. A truly strong man, no matter what kind of opponent he faces, will always clench his fists!"

Many orc warriors at that time agreed with this from the bottom of their hearts.

And they also believe that the reason why "Fist" left behind the heads of the "Triangle of Death" and refined the beast's heads into war hammers was not to use the deadly weapons of the Triangle of Death to tear apart space and increase its lethality.

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Simply because, looking at the entire land of Tulan, "Fist" could not find an opponent worthy of putting down his hammer and drawing out his fist.

"It's absolutely unmistakable, Reaper, can you smell the faint smell of blood on these fists? It's the countless evil souls that have been swallowed by them, and they are making miserable screams in the fingers and palm prints!

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The Wolf King said excitedly, "It is absolutely impossible for me to admit my mistake for such a unique and unique weapon. He is the 'Fist', the founder of the Bloodhoof clan!"

No, there is more than just the founder of the Bloodhoof clan standing in this phalanx.

Soon, the two of them were next to "Fist" and found the "Stomachless King" whom they had just talked about, who had eaten all the abyss demonic insects alive and was only eighty percent full.

The process of identifying a person with no stomach is very simple and the reasons are sufficient.

First, for the Bear Clan, whose tribe is not large in size and has very limited strong men, throughout the ages, the only bear man who is qualified to fight side by side with a peerless strong man like "Fist" is "King Without Stomach".

Secondly, this thing that cannot be distinguished as a mummy or a statue has thin and long limbs that seem to have just grown out, but it also has a belly that is disproportionately large to the limbs and head.

Judging from the layers of folds drooping on his belly, when he swallows a large amount of food, it seems that his intestines and stomach are full. But as long as the folds on his belly are fully stretched, the space in the belly can be expanded dozens of times.

Thirdly, from the depths of his belly, the two of them also sensed the same strong smell of blood as the iron fist of the "fist" just now, and the incomparable screams.

The two continued to explore the two wings of the phalanx.

In addition to "Fist" and "King of No Stomach", a large number of legendary heroes with thunderous names, unprecedented achievements, and unparalleled strength were discovered.

The Wolf King was so excited that his pupils dilated and his facial muscles twisted.

"The legendary heroes who died in Turanze's battles in the past ten thousand years are all gathered here!"

The Wolf King's eyes were extremely greedy, "If we can obtain the power of these legendary heroes, even a little bit from each legendary hero..."

Meng Chao was not as optimistic as he was.

On the contrary, it was a little creepy.

"Wolf King, don't you think there's something wrong with this ghost place?"

Meng Chao whispered, "I don't know what the details of Tulan's burial customs three to five thousand years ago are, but theoretically speaking, since the corpses of legendary heroes are sent to the Holy Mountain Temple for 'burial',

It's definitely not something as weird as poking it straight here to form a square array, right?"

The Wolf King was slightly startled.

Turan Orcs are proud to die in battle and ashamed to die at a dead end, and do not pay much attention to the integrity of the body.

Even the more tragic the death and the more mutilated the corpse, the more it represents the supreme glory.

Therefore, even when a noble warrior died, the body did not appear to have suffered much trauma.

His comrades-in-arms and clan members will hold a special ceremony where the corpse will be riddled with holes and chopped until the flesh is bloody.

After that, there is nothing special. Cremation, burial and water burial are all acceptable, but there is no custom of drying the body and sticking it straight on the ground.

"It seems... a little weird."

The Wolf King pondered, "Many legendary heroes here were active thousands of years apart. How could they be buried in adjacent places?

"For example, 'Fist' and 'King of No Stomach' are not from the same era at all, so who moved them together?"

Meng Chao thought for a moment and said, "It couldn't have been those 'mourners' from three thousand years ago, right?"

"How can it be?"

The Wolf King asked back, "Suppose you were a young and powerful man who had just emerged three or five thousand years ago. With great difficulty, you fought your way through the thousands of troops within the clan and were qualified to go deep into the Holy Mountain Temple. Come on.

Admire the style of legendary heroes.

"Do you have the guts to dig up the graves of 'Fist' and 'King Without Stomach' and move their bodies together?"

It's really impossible.

Turan orcs are indeed brave and fierce, but they have great respect for their ancestors.

Even if the enemy tribe is eliminated, the opponent's temple will often be retained, or the opponent's ancestral spirits will be transferred to one's own temple for enshrinement.

Going deep into the temple of the Holy Mountain to dig graves is insane and unimaginable even according to the moral values ​​of the Turan orcs.

"One more thing, it's very strange. Don't you think the intactness of these corpses is too high?"

Meng Chao pointed at the corpse of the "No-Stomach King" and said, "You just told me that in the unprecedented and soul-stirring 'infinite devouring' battle between the No-Stomach King and the Abyss Demon Insect, the No-Stomach King achieved the final victory.

, but his limbs and even his facial features were severely corroded by the acid and digestive enzymes secreted by the abyss demonic insects, and nothing remained, leaving only a seal-like torso.

"But look at the 'King without a Stomach' in front of you. Although his limbs are thin and long, as if he can't support his huge body, he clearly still exists.
Chapter completed!