As soon as Gulz Flames approached the family training ground, he heard a "bang" from inside—a movement so loud that it was like a heavy blunt instrument repeatedly beating sandbags. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Patriarch!"

The guard at the door bowed his head and saluted.

"Well, is it Loga practicing?" he gestured to the half-hidden door.

"Yes, she came early in the morning and said she was okay not to disturb her. ”

"I'll take a look. ”

"But the patriarch ......"

"Huh?" Gulz glanced at him.

"No, please come in. The guard shuddered.

It seemed that his daughter was becoming more and more majestic, and he was not dissatisfied with the guard's obstruction, but raised his eyebrows with interest. In this way, when he can no longer climb the Scorching Flame Platform, the Flame Clan will have a new successor.

Pushing open the door, a training hall made of thousands of cowhides, hemp ropes, and wooden poles appeared before him—no one could build such an indoor martial arts arena in the Iron Sand City except for the head of the clan with the largest stone castle.

The hall is not paved with mud or stone bricks, but with fine yellow sand, and walking on it is like walking in the desert. The grit, though small, is not soft, and contains many awkward things, mostly teeth or weapon scraps left behind by the trainer. Of course, there was a lot of blood seeping in, so part of the yellow sand had a faint dark red color.

Gultz's father's father had said that if all the sand in this place could be dyed red, the Flames would always be at the head of the clan, and there would be no rivals in the Far South. Therefore, he had considered that if the clan was defeated and had to leave this stone fort, not only the cowhide tent above his head, but also the yellow sand would have to be carried away. Even if you can't build another training ground like this, at least wait until you regain the first position, and you don't have to start dyeing blood again.

At the end of the training hall stood a row of iron booms, and his daughter was barefoot, rolling up her trouser legs and sleeves, and throwing a punch at the hanging sandbag. Gurz had no doubt that such a fist, if it hit a person, would definitely tear the internal organs apart.

"Why, you're excited to see the performance of the Osa Clan?" he smiled.

Loga spun around and swept the bag back with a roundhouse kick, her slender legs lightning fast and smashing the man-tall bag out of the way—the overwhelmed hemp rope finally broke in a great swing, and the sandbag spun twice and slammed into the ground, spilling the sand inside.

"Whew......," she let out a sigh of relief, her beastly hands gradually returning to normal, "don't say it, father, you know what I'm thinking." ”

"You've taken a fancy to the goddess named Ash, right?" Gultz laughed twice, "After all, it's hard to find an opponent in the entire Iron Sand City who can match you in a single fight." ”

Luo Jia pouted, "It's a pity that they just won the qualification to enter Iron Sand City, and they shouldn't be able to use their actions for a long time, even if they are invited to compete, Aosha probably won't agree." ”

"Of course, as a newly promoted clan, there are still many trivial matters to deal with if you want to gain a foothold in Iron Sand City. I'm afraid that by next spring, they will have a new challenger, and no one will waste their efforts at this time. ”

"So I'm just looking for sandbags to talk to," Lorga sighed, "Are you looking for me to talk about this?"

"Would you rather talk to Sandbag than talk to your father?"

"Uh...... Not really," her ears twitched above her head, and fell as if she had made a mistake.

"Ahem, expression. Gultz resisted the urge to reach out and caress his daughter's soft fluffy ears, and reminded with a straight face. Although she looks cute, she is not suitable for the expression of the head of the clan - as the future head of the clan, she should always be serious and unsmiling, so that her subordinates can feel awe and compliance.

"Oh!" Luo Jia immediately straightened her ears and replied solemnly.

Gulz nodded in satisfaction. Since her daughter awakened as a goddess, she has become more and more fond of fighting with people, and her strength and ability have become stronger and stronger. This is not a bad thing in the eyes of the Mojin people, but as she grows older, the abilities granted by the three gods gradually show sequelae in her - Luo Jia looks like a normal person at first, and only transforms into a giant desert wolf when she casts her abilities, but later she has mastered a single limb transformation technique in battle, so that she has a certain means to restrain the Divine Punishment Stone. After all, the range of influence of the Divine Stone is only two or three steps, and with a slight distance, she can make her arm beast, and the slash she throws out is definitely not something that ordinary people can stop.

This made her invincible in the duel, and the samurai team, which had suffered heavy losses and had a somewhat shaky foundation to protect the first position, became powerful again after she joined, and no one dared to challenge the position of the Flame in the past five years. However, the long battle has caused parts of her body to take the shape of a wolf, such as pointed ears facing the sky and a half-exposed tail, which will not transform into the original form even if she retracts her ability.

In this way, Loga became a half-human, half-wolf monster.

It is conceivable that she will not be able to live the life of a normal goddess in her life—at least not a handsome warrior will be obsessed with a body like hers, and those who are too bad will not be able to look at it.

I'm afraid that only Gultz, who is a father, will not mind whether his daughter's appearance is a man or a beast.

So she had to become the Flame Patriarch - and only by standing in a position that everyone had to look up to could she cover up the controversy.

"What do you think of this sacred duel?"

"It seems to make people's blood boil, but in fact, it is the trick of the Aosha patriarch Drow Silvermoon, and there is nothing brilliant except for ashes. Loga wagged her tail.

"But I have to say that this hand is really beautiful, using the ability to include people outside the arena into the duel, and avoiding the restrictions of the rules, almost completely controlling the direction of the duel. Gultz touched his beard and said, "I haven't seen a winner in many years without a single death." I guess even if the Bone Cutting Clan thought of this, they wouldn't have a grudge against Aussa. ”

"This trick can only be used once at most," Luo Jia said disapprovingly, "I bet that the next time a sacred duel is dueling, the onlookers will be required to wear the Divine Punishment Stone." In addition, although Osa can win the respect of his opponents, it is tantamount to asking for trouble. Respect can't fill their stomachs, and when the short period of cultivation is over, maybe the first challenger they will usher in will be the bone-slashing clan that has made a comeback. ”

Gultz patted her daughter on the shoulder with satisfaction, seeing that she had put the interests of the clan first, and she was already qualified to be the patriarch - perhaps she wanted a close and hearty contest, but she would not ignore the threat because she was deliberately looking for such an opportunity.

At this moment, the guards guarding outside the training hall suddenly walked in quickly, saluted the two of them, and reported, "Patriarch, news has just come from outside that the Aosha clan has once again issued a request for a sacred challenge!"

"What?" Gultz was stunned, and couldn't help but change his complexion, it was only a day since they won the qualification to enter Iron Sand City, "To whom?"

"The fourth-ranked Sandstorm Clan. ”

"They didn't move from the Little Oasis to Iron Sand City?"

"Yes, others say they have rejected the relocation arrangement. ”

Hell, what the hell are these people thinking? Isn't Aussa's purpose just to enter Iron Sand City?

"Looks like we're all wrong," Loga was silent for a moment, then chuckled, "Maybe the chances of a fight with Ash aren't as far away as I thought...... What do you say, father?"