thump--

The wind wolf collapsed to the ground. It seemed unwilling to give in and struggled ferociously. It also wanted to make a final death struggle. It opened its mouth wide and exposed a pair of sharp fangs in the front row to bite Turlong desperately.

After all, Turlong did not have the fighting experience like Dill. He lost his mind under the fierce momentum of the wind wolf. For a moment, he forgot to continue the last hit, but subconsciously raised his arm to block his face.

"Be careful." At the critical moment, Dill concentrated all the light elements on Turlong, forming a light barrier in front of him. His light element magic power was only level six of the quasi-warrior, and he could not immediately withdraw to block Tuerlong.

In front of Erlong, he also knew that he might not be able to withstand the attack of the wind wolf. All he could do was to minimize the damage caused by the wind wolf to Turlong.

The barrier only resisted the wind wolf's attack and broke open in an instant. Seeing that the wind wolf was about to pounce in front of Turlong, its offensive suddenly stopped. He removed his blocking arm and saw that Yalan's vines had already sprung out at some point.

He reached Feng Lang's head and strangled his neck fiercely.

Turlong finally stopped hesitating when he saw this, his eyes were filled with lightning and coldness, and he stabbed out the dagger with his hand tightly. A black trail bloomed in the air, and dark elements mixed with blood stains were sprayed in the air and smashed down.

The dagger and his right hand holding the dagger were stained with blood.

"Huhu." After confirming that the wind wolf in front of him was completely dead, Turlong collapsed to the ground as if he had removed all his defenses, his face pale and he was panting heavily.

Dill silently walked to Turlong and patted him gently, "It's okay, you have successfully killed it."

"Thank you, Dill, and Yalan. If it hadn't been for you just now, I would have been bitten by that beast." Turron hugged Dill like a child and looked at Dill and Yalan.

It became a bit aggrieved.

"It's okay. It was really dangerous just now. If it were me, I would probably be like you." Yalan came over and comforted her gently.

"Warcraft itself is dangerous. It is the first time to fight Warcraft. Faced with these ferocious and powerful Warcraft, everyone will inevitably be afraid. This is okay. This is the first time. I will continue to hunt Warcraft in the future, and may also do so again.

After experiencing such a situation, we must also learn to adapt." Dill said calmly.

His mind couldn't help but recall the attack by the beast general Warcraft on them. He could never forget the despair of that time...

"You're right, I will definitely not be so cowardly next time." Turron paused, and when his eyes focused again, he suddenly stood up as if he had been given a shot of blood, and held the dagger tightly again,

He swung hard at the dead wind wolf and took out the beast's core.

Dill said nothing, watching the process of taking out the beast's core, and sighed softly.

"Actually, we are all great. We work together very well. It's already quite good for two warriors and one warrior to defeat a Beast Sect-level monster." Yalan looked at the two of them and said.

"Yes, we don't need to be discouraged, keep working hard, we are also very good." Turron simply wiped the blood on his hands and dagger, nodded, and said with a smile.

"Let's take a break and continue hunting." Dill also smiled. His friends were not injured, which was enough to make him happy.

Then, he took out the scent powder given to them by the academy to cover up the smell and smell of blood before leaving.

After a short rest, they once again embarked on a journey to find monsters. In one afternoon, the three of them also encountered several monsters. Their cooperation was still so tacit. Dill was mainly responsible for assisting, and from time to time used exquisite fighting skills.

Skill wandering interference created opportunities for Yalan's control. Turlong took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack with hidden arrows. Most of the beasts below the Beast Sect could not withstand such an offensive. Although there were some who escaped by chance, they also harvested five beasts.

Soldier level, two beast master-level beast cores, seven beast cores, nine points, plus the morning's, a total of fifteen points in one day. With such results, even some teams in the Demon Source Elite Class can't finish three days.

Unreachable.

It was getting dark, and many monsters were active. However, the three people who had been fighting for a day were getting tired.

"Let's camp here." At night, after some simple observation, Dill chose an open space near the river.

"As long as the squad leader says it's okay." After a day of fighting, although Yalan was the main control force, she was convinced of Dill's assistance and his outstanding combat performance. In addition, she also knew that Dill's theoretical knowledge was very good, and she also

I thought there was no big problem, so I naturally obeyed.

"Let's start quickly. We are almost exhausted after fighting for a day." Turron agreed.

The three of them were divided into two tents, with Yalan sleeping in one and Turron and Dill sleeping in another. As soon as the tent was set up, they simply sprayed on potion to mask their breath, and the three of them quickly got into the tent.

"Today's hunting activity is much more tiring than the physical training arranged by Laoban on weekdays." Turron sighed while lying in the tent.

"What is he planning for tonight?" Dill asked out of curiosity.

"Hey, you don't know. I run three thousand meters on a Saturday, and I still wear an iron suit. The weight is different according to everyone's physical fitness. Although I don't weigh much, I am still exhausted every time.

When I’m not running, I just do all kinds of exercises, such as lifting barbells, throwing medicine balls, and all kinds of nonsense. Anyway, it’s very tiring. I suddenly envy you. We are almost exhausted after returning to the dormitory every day.

Death is over." When Turron mentioned the physical training arranged by Odosio, his complaint was mixed with a little helplessness.

"Wow, that's quite miserable, but the pain of a heart attack is not that easy to bear." Dill chuckled.

He couldn't think of that scene, but just listening to Turlong's narration made him tremble a little. Fortunately, he had the privilege not to participate, so he didn't have to suffer these "sufferings of the flesh", even though returning to Moxing Palace was a continuous process of magic training.

, but most of it is spiritual and magical cultivation, and the body endures very little on weekdays. Perhaps because of this, his heart has become much more stable these days.

"But I believe my source power will soon surpass yours." Turlong said not to be outdone.

"Oh? How much power do you have now?" Dill asked with interest.
Chapter completed!