Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 619 - 131: Encounter with Misfortune_2

Chapter 619: Chapter 131: Encounter with Misfortune_2

The Panta Warriors, who have been traveling across the continent with their boss for so long, would never be so careless. The so-called flying spear is nothing more than a feint. The Antelope Warriors had just blocked the flying spear when they noticed that the Pier Warrior from the other side was fiercely pouncing on them. The pandas with their large fists had already been thrust in front of them with swift yet silent movement.

All the Antelope Warriors calmly raised their metal totem poles to block the punchline of the panda warriors.

No matter who, a fist could never be harder than a totem pole forged from core-steel.

With this thought, the Antelope Warriors fell back, "Gudong" sound could be heard as they fell face up to the ground, where they stayed laid for a while.

The faces of the panda warriors also turned a bit pale and their chests heaved violently.

All the Tauren warriors of the Black Rhino Tribe, only the top martial expert, Duncan, remained standing. His opponent was surprisingly General Pan Gude, the top warrior of Faelor. Although Duncan didn’t fall down after taking a punch from Gude through the totem pole, he still felt a depression in his chest, his hands softened, and he could no longer hold the metal totem pole. It fell to the ground with a "bang". Duncan himself also clutched his chest and took three steps back before finally standing still, panting heavily.

Disarmed, Duncan stood even less chance against Gude. Gude’s close combat fist technique, a technique passed down by the Beamon warriors, was the "Saint Kailu Close Combat". Although Duncan was quite adept at this kangaroo-style boxing technique, he couldn’t handle Gude’s drunken punches and kicks. After a few rounds, he was knocked down.

"This is amazing!" gasped Xiao Cui.

The surrounding Antelope Men had wide-eyed expressions of disbelief. They couldn’t believe that as Golden Ring Warriors of the Antelope Tribe, they had lost so quickly. Not a single one of them had won the match! After all, when the Black Rhino Tribe first entered the underworld, although they could not inherit the legacy of the ritual, they had not neglected their martial arts. Each elder of the Antelope Tribe had been a top-tier warrior in their younger years. Through years of struggle with fierce magical beasts and cunning bandits in the underworld, the Antelope Warriors of the Black Rhino Tribe had confidence in their abilities.

"Impressive, isn’t it? You should ask Lord Richard to show you his fast leg technique someday," said Gude, taking a long breath and pushing his hands down from his head to his belly.

"What martial technique did you just use?" Xiao Cui persistently asked General Pan.

"A mysterious technique from the East," said Hippo O’Neal, never one to keep secrets. "We didn’t dare use this technique when we fought the Mithril Basest Warriors. It was only against the formidable Antelope Warriors that General Pan was driven to use his hidden technique!"

"What is the name of this technique? Why did your fist, despite being blocked by my totem pole, still seem to land on my chest as if it was a dwarf’s hammer?" Duncan got up from the ground and asked Gude shyly.

Gude took out a piece of bamboo, chewed it for a bit, and after seeing all the Antelope Warriors, staring at him with eager eyes, finally replied, "This technique is called ’Through the Mountain Strikes the Bull’. It’s similar to the way humans use Dou Qi, but our Eastern Dou Qi strikes through obstacles."

"Through the Mountain Strikes the Bull?" Duncan’s face turned beet red, thinking that the warrior was making fun of him.

"I kid you not, the technique is indeed called that," laughed Gude, patting Duncan on the shoulder.

"Gude wouldn’t be so petty," added Fat Luo from the side, puffing on a cigar.

"Truly worthy of our Beamon Golden Ring Warrior!" Liu Zhenhan gave a thumbs-up. He knew that these Taurens hadn’t even used their signature technique "Gladiator Art" yet. Of course, the pandas hadn’t used their signature technique either.

Helen half-bragged and half-comforted, narrating a couple of impressive exploits of Faelor militiamen. The stories stirred the Taurens’ blood and made them aspire to be heroes. Upon hearing about a human berserker who had not only clashed with Faelor militiamen but also had his giant axe cut in half, these hero-aspiring Taurens felt honored. After all, competing with heroes was the dream of every Beamon warrior. Accepting defeat was also a part of the Beamon’s rich tradition.

This competition brought the Taurens closer to the militiamen. In the next few days on the road, they periodically exchanged insights on martial techniques. Even Xiao Cui got involved, pestering Fat Luo about blade techniques and asking Ma Dashuai about archery.

Liu Zhenhan was very pleased with them. He was sure that if Lord Mourinho was here, he would agree with Swan’s main idea. Unfortunately, things didn’t work out....

Leaving behind the dark forests and the muddy swamps full of umbrella fungus and giant mushrooms, Liu Zhenhan and his group came across several dwelling places of the Cave Dwellers on their way. The hospitable Cave Dwellers warmly greeted the Beamon who were passing by with their guests. Their purity and kindness touched the hearts of every Beamon.