Chapter 654

Zhao Mai stood on the hill, holding a large flat stone in his hand. Let's call it "brick". He was faced with three fires in the valley, three roast legs of sheep, a stewed mutton standing on the fire, and more than 30 hungry orcs.

A pair of red eyes looking at Zhao Mai, like a pack of wolves. They watched Zhao Mai closely, showing their teeth like wild animals to warn him, and there was a hum in their throat. They are obviously different from ordinary orcs. They are bigger, but they are more like great apes or bison than intelligent creatures.

"Is this a new change for orcs?" Zhao Mai scratched his head. He didn't seem to have created such a "degenerated" ORC. What's going on in front of him? However, this does not affect his original plan. No matter whether these orcs are smarter or stronger, they will be Zhao Mai's hands and his qualification to continue to challenge. If you want to get these people, you only need a reason to fight and a victory afterwards.

Zhao Mai snorted, pulled off the useless iron armor on his chest and threw it away. The iron plate whistled, whirled through the orcs, and inserted into the earth in front of the roast sheep. With a bang, the sand and stone splashed, half of the iron plate fell into the ground, and the other half on the ground swayed. "The meat is mine!"

The fight for food is different from the fight for leadership. The former is always a group fight, while the latter, depending on the situation, is a single fight. The other is either a wheel fight or a group fight. Whether it's Zhao Mai's single choice of the settlement or the group beating of Zhao Mai in the settlement, the result is no different. The orcs rush up with their bare hands, howling, full of enthusiasm, but out of order. Go up to them and pat a brick on everyone's face.

Facing the orc's fists, he didn't dodge at all and let them hit him. This power can't hurt him at all. On the contrary, he has to make his skin not too hard to break the bones of the orcs' hands.

The brick of his right hand was always accurately patted on the face of the orc nearest to him. With every sound, an orc covered his face and fell down, losing his fighting ability, no exception. Brick itself does not have such divine power, but Zhao Mai uses the fear effect of psychic powers in it, which can frighten the orc's brain by slapping. PA, one on the ground; PA, another. Those who fall on the ground do not dare to groan or roar, but silently cover their faces with their hands, kneel or lie quietly, as if they are crying.

An orc took the opportunity to kick Zhao Mai's thigh, but felt that he had kicked a big tree, which was covered with vines and mosses, and his feet didn't hurt. Zhao Mai raised the brick, and a beam of moonlight just came down from the edge of the brick, forming a halo. The orc quickly raised his arms to protect his face, thinking that this time there is no problem, right?

But a huge force came from his elbows, and then his shoulders were suddenly sore, and his arms fell involuntarily. Zhao Mai pressed the orc's arm with his left hand, still a brick on his face, as if suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder.

In the twinkling of an eye, there were nearly 20 orcs kneeling or falling on the ground. They were all patted on the face with bricks and covered with hands. This ferocious scene was unheard of and never seen in all previous Orc battles. Other orcs immediately stopped, covered each other and slowly retreated, making way for the road between Zhao Mai and roast sheep.

"Well, not bad." Zhao Mai went straight up with the bricks, and was about to reach for the grill when he heard a whoosh, then his right hand shook. A steel crossbow accurately inserted into the brick, still emitting a violent vibration. Zhao Mai wrapped the brick with psychic power, giving it great strength. Otherwise, the vibration of the arrow would be enough to break the brick.

"It's a good technique, but I don't know if it's a shooter's or a weapon's." Zhao Mai looked at the Kanban brick and said with a smile. It seems that the leader of this community should be the crossbow shooter, right? Zhao Mai compared the path of crossbow arrow, only saw a round figure jumping in the dark.

At that moment, another crossbow shot straight at Zhao Mai's heart, and the flight was silent. Zhao Meishun grabbed the arrow with three fingers and put it in front of his eyes. It was a specially hollow copper tube with a knife at the top to facilitate puncture. There are also two slightly inclined holes at the rear end of the pipe, from which the air can be discharged and give it a rotating force. It's just that Zhao Mai doesn't understand such a structure. How can it be silent?

Zhao Mai's ability to grasp the crossbow with bare hands shocked the orcs around him. In the sound of "Oh, my God", two more crossbows flew towards Zhao Mai, one aimed at his forehead and the other at his navel. "No, is it a crossbow or a bow?" Zhao Mai still left hand, has fished two times, a total of three arrows all in three fingers. In addition to the one on the brick, the four crossbows are all of the same structure. They are hand polished and the error between them is quite small.

This is a wonderful guy. Zhao Mai whistled. "Hold on to it, I can use it!"

The grain reserve rushed at the command. It has been idling on the hillside, and has no mind to participate in Zhao Mai's bullying with bricks, but it will never discount the execution of clear orders. The monster, which is nearly three meters long and stronger than the lion, soars into the air, accompanied by the air direction change as if it had an illusion, and glides to the half mountainside of the meat ball crossbow."It's a luxury to change the speed vector and adjust the falling trajectory with instant transmission! O. Zhao Mai was as surprised as other orcs, and he found that this method seemed to be more advanced than his own two-step jump. It's obvious that something that can be solved directly has to make such a big stir. There is absolutely no other possibility!

"You win!" The orc threw away his crossbow and put his palm to his ear. The grain reserve stopped in front of him, slightly raised his nose to his chest, and the light black smoke from his mouth smoked on the orc's face. It still bared its teeth and growled low in its throat, indicating that it could still feel the hostility of the ORC.

"It's OK. Back off first." Zhao Mai stopped to reserve grain, then approached and looked at the orc carefully. Crossbowman is a hybrid, and his body should be of human blood, so his Orc characteristics are relatively weak. "A Orc?"

"Yes." The man's voice lacks a deep throat, so it's more human. This kind of feature will make him discriminated against among orcs, but his shooting skill is really good.

"What's your name?" Zhao Mai said, "I have won. Do you know that?"

"You win now." The orc said, "I Daryl."