My wizarding career begins on Earth

Chapter 237 The battlefield commentator and the bully

The battle started suddenly.

The Comanche were the first to take action. Except for Lu He and Yerette, who had a keen sense, no one else noticed it.

Comanche activated the stealth totem of the shadow snake man, hiding in the dim light and getting closer to the werewolf leader. The werewolf leader didn't notice it until the moment he took action.

It's a pity it's too late.

Goosebumps appeared on Fletcher's left chest, and just when the strange and slightly tingling feeling reached his brain, he caught a glimpse of a silver scimitar stabbing straight from the left side out of the corner of his eye.

Without any reaction time, it pierced into his chest with a sneer, like being pierced into tofu, making no sound.

"Sneak attack!!!" Fletcher's shrill wolf howl echoed over the grass.

The miserable cry startled many people, including the Sith who were already ready to kill the wolf.

"I was attacked!!!" Fletcher screamed again.

The tone was several times higher than the previous sentence, because he wanted to take advantage of his death to remind his people not to be attacked again by that despicable and shameless assassin.

But he soon discovered that he was not dead after all. The knife seemed to have been inserted crookedly and did not hit his heart!

"Kill!!!" Fletcher roared, murderous intent instantly permeated his blood, and he was ready to start transforming.

Shang Lang was very excited.

When he heard Fletcher's first roar, he felt a cold breath, and then caught a glimpse of the flash of sword light and the black shadow that disappeared out of thin air.

When he looked at Fletcher, he found that the red hair on Fletcher's body stood up, his pupils were rapidly congested with blood, and he began to transform.

But soon the red hair softened, his pupils dilated, and his body softened, collapsing on the ground like a pile of mud.

Fletcher didn't know why he felt so weak. The energy in his body stopped boiling and quickly became silent.

It seems that a strange air current in the blood is causing trouble.

The air flow started from the blood vessels at the wound on his left chest, and as the rushing blood flowed throughout his body, wherever the air flow passed, his energy, blood... seemed to be paralyzed.

"Yes, being able to hide from a werewolf with a keen sense of smell shows that Comanche's stealth has passed the test."

Lu He nodded slightly.

Sneaking is not only about covering the light and concealing the body, but also about smell, sound, intuition, etc. It can hide all the enemy's sensory organs and abilities and approach the target silently.

"Isn't that right? This is what you need to pass!?" Yue Ling asked in disbelief, feeling that he was talking nonsense.

She saw nothing, only heard three howls, and shivered with fright.

Then she saw a werewolf leader fall, and then she realized that it was Lu He's followers who took action.

It should be the man with the scimitar she had seen.

In her opinion, this can be called a magical skill, but it was rated as passing by Lu He. It was not nonsense.

"What happened?" Lala's face was full of questions.

"Didn't you go to help Selya?" Lu He continued to overlook the battlefield without looking back.

"We didn't find Sister Selya." Yue Ling and Lala looked at each other awkwardly, not telling the truth.

They were driven back by the great elder, who told them not to cause trouble and asked them to go back to the top of the mountain and listen to Lu He's command.

Ow! ! !

A terrifying wolf howl sounded. Lu He looked over and saw that it was a werewolf who had begun to transform.

Shang Lang couldn't see or smell the assassin.

But he smelled the breath of death and knew that the assassin was still hiding nearby. The hairs on his body stood up. The strong uneasiness made him extremely nervous, and cold sweat oozed from his body.

He knew that if he didn't transform and find the assassin, he would be the next one to fall.

So Shang Lang couldn't control that much, and he unleashed the deepest power in his body.

The werewolves can stand in Dawn Forest.

It has never been about the dark energy in the body, but the violent factor contained in the blood.

His hysterical screams to the sky caused the violent factors in his body to be instantly activated, acting on his blood.

In the blink of an eye, Shang Lang's body expanded rapidly, from two meters high to a small mountain of meat more than three meters high. The exploding muscles were as hard and protruding as rocks, and were covered with thick blood vessels that were densely packed and twisted like tree roots. !

In addition to gaining a frighteningly strong physique, Shang Lang's forest-white claws also became longer and sharper, surrounded by thick smoke formed by dark energy.

He bared his ferocious fangs, a mixture of blood and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, and a strange low growl came from his throat.

The price of tyrannical power is reduced intelligence.

It should be said that it is controlled by power and becomes a ferocious beast with only the urge to kill until it tears the enemy to pieces or is exhausted.

"Originally, I only had the strength of two marks, but this time I transformed into three marks or more."

"But this time I can only give you a failing grade."

Lu He's eyes turned red and he shook his head sadly.

It's not that this werewolf isn't good, it's that he thinks this werewolf transformation is rubbish.

Although its strength has been strengthened in all aspects, it has also lost its most important wisdom.

From the werewolf's pupils, he saw that most of the emotions were madness and bloodthirsty, with only a trace of reason remaining.

Moreover, in his field of vision, the negative energy particles that caused the werewolf's transformation were only temporarily active, as if they had been suddenly stimulated, and would wither in a short time.

"You have such a powerful ability to transform into a werewolf but you rated it as failing. I just feel like hehe."

Yue Ling continued to fight, while Lala felt that this brother-in-law was really good at pretending, sitting there talking without pain in the back.

The Comanche in stealth mode feels tricky.

He tried to find a flaw in the leader of the group of werewolves and prepared to steal another knife, but Shang Lang seemed to have discovered his general direction and always faced him head-on, making it impossible for him to strike. Just when he was about to charge forward, he raised his eyebrows and saw Yili walking slowly on the ground in the distance.

I saw Yili walking alone from the half-elf team at the foot of the mountain and walking towards the werewolf army step by step.

His steps were slow but extremely determined, and his expression was as calm as water when facing the black werewolf.

With every kick he landed, the energy and blood in his body became thicker. When he was fifty meters closer to the werewolf army, the majestic energy and blood had caused the air around him to become slightly distorted.

A faint red blood flowed on the body, like a god of war shrouded in luster. The suffocating pressure caused all the werewolves to look solemn, and the army became noisy and commotion.

He alone actually stepped out with the momentum of thousands of troops.

Show off!

Comanche cursed inwardly with disdain, but he was still a little sour. He was confident that he could win over Yili before coming to Dawn Forest.

Now he has lost this confidence, but the adult said that if he finds the Sita Evolution Crystal again, he will help him increase his genetic limit.

"Humanity!?"

Shang Lang's head didn't turn around for a moment, and with the only trace of reason he had left, he recognized Yili's identity.

"Human, do you want to participate in the war between werewolves and half-elves?" the werewolf leader Amu roared in anger.

Everything suddenly came to him.

Why the Laika Engel family was inexplicably wiped out, and why Lloyd acted so tough this time, it was all because of the involvement of humans.

"Human, which country are you from? Don't you know the treaty that was signed? Humans cannot intervene in the war between our races!" Amu warned with a stern expression.

Amu lacks confidence. The treaty he mentioned was from who knows how many years ago, but not many people still abide by it today.

Yili didn't reply, but curled his little finger at Shang Lang, who was trying his best to suppress his instinct.

This hook completely detonated Shang Lang.

"I'm going to tear you apart! Grind you to pieces!"

Before he finished speaking, suddenly, the huge wolf body turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Yili.

Its five sharp claws made an extremely piercing roar in the air, like several scimitars, dragging narrow bloody lights, forming countless afterimages, and clawed hard at Yili's neck.

Yili's eyes gradually turned cold.

His hands tore through the air, formed a cross fist, and faced the sharp claws straight ahead.

The terrifying power spread along the blackened muscles of his body, layer by layer, to his arms like waves.

The muscles continued to bulge in layers, flowing continuously to the fists, and the fists glowed with black luster, as if the whole body was transmitting something for this punch.

clang! ! !

The explosive metal roar sounded like an extremely heavy metal hammer hitting another extremely hard object, emitting a terrifying sound wave that made people numb all over.

In the center where the two people met, their hands and claws collided suddenly, and there was a momentary pause.

Immediately, a huge and terrifying air flow exploded in all directions, like a violent explosive explosion, setting off layers of air waves and dust, and the nearby ground even shook.

Yili's figure is as motionless as a mountain.

Shang Lang was violently thrown away. After the huge wolf body landed on the ground, it dragged a deep yellow ravine in the green grass before slowly stopping.

puff!

Shang Lang spurted out a mouthful of blood, the bloodlust in his eyes quickly disappeared, and his figure gradually shrank and returned to its original shape.

His thick arms covered with muscle bumps hung limply on his arms, and there was a bloody fist mark on his chest.

In the battlefield, except for Shang Lang's violent breathing and incredible gasps, there was deathly silence.

Who would have thought that he would be punched and transformed into a state of transformation!

Amu felt an involuntary tremor spread from his back.

He wanted to help the clan leader Shang Lang, but it was over with one punch, and he didn't even have time to draw his sword.

Looking at Shang Lang and Fletcher lying on the ground, and several half-elves and humans walking in the distance.

Amu looked at each other with the remaining three leaders, suppressed the fear in his heart, and pulled out his sword inch by inch.

"Werewolf warriors of the Heila clan! Kill all these humans and half-elves and use their blood to honor the ancestral wolf!"

If you don't fight hard today and kill all these people, the Heila clan will be nailed to the pillar of shame forever!

Suddenly, the black werewolves roared and surrounded him.

"I rate this punch as good."

"My boxing skills are four points, so there is still a lot of room for improvement."

Yue Ling finally heard good words from Lu He, but the next sentence made her unable to help but quarrel.

"Why don't you go to heaven? I know you are a strong knight of heaven. You are powerful, but others are also very strong."

"proceed if you can!"

"Brother-in-law, can't you do it?"

"Others say you are strong, but I really can't see what makes you strong?"

Pull up the relay bar.

She really couldn't stand it anymore. While others were fighting desperately below, this person was making blind comments, saying that this one just passed, that one was not bad, and he was even pretending.

Lu He's eyes suddenly hardened. He hated it when others questioned him, especially beautiful girls.

(End of this chapter)