Chapter 1954 The Master of Vomiting Blood

Zhu Taran hammered out his two-handed hammer weapon that looked a bit like a mace and a fork.

The shape of this hammer is quite affecting the appearance of the city. It is roughly like the claws of a lobster. The whole body is dark and one long and one short resembles a fork. There are conical spikes in all directions on the hammer head. Whoever hits it is guaranteed to have blood holes all over the wound.

Unfortunately, Garrosh grabbed the stick at the bottom of the hammer head with one hand.

Seeing that he was about to fall into a pure strength competition in the next moment, Zhu Taran certainly would not fight like a reckless man with a stupid yell. He suddenly retracted his body, released the handle of the hammer with his right hand, and on the freed palm of his right hand, there was an extra [Pandaren version of Rasengan].

[Infuriating Explosion]!

Zhu Taran condensed the vortex of true energy, and wanted to yell at him on the spot, teaching him how an ugly face turned into a chrysanthemum.

He underestimated the strength of Naozhanhou's body, but the tribal chief did not dodge and punched Zhu Taran's true energy vortex.

"Bang!" There was a sound similar to a violent explosion of air.

Proving the law of action and reaction, Garrosh was not injured at all, but Zhu Taran was almost knocked upside down by the shock.

The generous panda paws scratched out a full twenty meters on the hardwood pontoon, and Zhu Talan stopped charging backwards.

Although the pose during the back slide was good, the gap in absolute strength made Zhu Talan frown deeply.

"Huha——" Brainless roared, and suddenly launched the ancestral jumping slash of the Hellscream family.

Others may think that that kind of slow-motion jump chop, as long as they are not stupid, they will not insist on this move.

Only when you face a member of the Hellscream family in person can you truly understand the horror of this move.

Don't underestimate that roar, the essence of the warrior profession's [Bear-breaking Roar] is all in this roar. If a less courageous opponent was shocked by such a deafening roar of at least 300 decibels, he would die on the spot.

This is not only a declaration of combat power, but also a suppression of willpower.

In a sense, this is an extremely powerful psychic impact, far superior to the Shadow Priest's [Psychic Explosion], and even comparable to Yogg-Saron's mild mental erosion.

It was under the suppression of his will that Garrosh leaped high with confidence, his huge body drawing a death arc in the air, and the shrill red light on the blood roar made the lake under his feet turn red.

"Die!" Garrosh felt that he should succeed.

But he overestimated his own skills and underestimated Zhu Talan's willpower.

After being controlled by Sha once, Zhu Taran struggled out of the mental confusion, and his willpower became more than twice as strong.

The leader of the Shado Sect, who was responsible for suppressing the "Sha", was actually controlled by the Sha. What a shame!

Faced with shame, some people collapse and sink.

Some people become more courageous and stronger with every setback.

Obviously Zhu Taran belongs to the latter.

It seemed that he lost consciousness for a moment, but in fact, when the blood roar struck fiercely, Zhu Taran revealed his prowess as a martial arts master of the Shado-Pan.

The hammer, which looked like a lobster claw, poked out at just the right moment and easily diverted the momentum of Garrosh's slashing force with a force of four or two. It was like an over-the-shoulder throw that was so fluid, it was almost like Garrosh was throwing Gorehowl himself.

What shocked Garrosh the most was the strange repulsion he felt.

[Blood Roar] actually rejected him a little, to be precise, it was rejecting the evil spirit in his body.

This was the real reason why he was disarmed by Zhu Talan and threw away [Blood Roar].

"What!? Do you mean I'm not worthy of you? Gorehowl!" Garrosh roared in his heart.

He is angry! The pride and anger in his heart drove him.

Over there, Zhu Talan was overjoyed because he had successfully disarmed. But as soon as he turned around, he saw a fist as big as a water tank rapidly enlarging in his field of vision.

"Drink——"

A no-nonsense right hook.

The only feature is that it is fast! ruthless!

At that moment, Zhu Taran only felt that he was hit by the collision angle of the human flying battleship.

"Poof!" Zhu Taran was punched away and smashed through the guardrail of the pontoon behind him.

Just as he was about to fall into the pool, his black eyes suddenly turned and clarity returned to his eyes. A gorgeous white crane spreads its wings, combined with Lingbo's light steps, the sharp panda claws just tap on the pool, creating a circle of ripples on the calm surface of the water.

The next moment, he was flying into the sky, using a Dragon Fist to perform physical plastic surgery on Garrosh's trapezoidal chin.

Brainless Roar was completely blown away, and he fell on the pontoon in a state of disgrace.

Zhu Taran, who was full of character, stood on a guardrail of the pontoon and said sternly: "I have dealt with both tauren and trolls. No wonder they all broke away from the tribe and left you! Sure enough, you You don’t deserve to be their chief!”

As he spoke, Zhu Taran leapt up to an altitude of thirty meters, and then with an extremely fierce momentum, he gave Garrosh a kick to the ground with the momentum of a comet falling to the ground.

If this foot hits, Naozhanhou's head will definitely explode like a rotten watermelon, splattering ketchup all over the floor.

At this time, Duke, who was eating melon seeds in Naxxramas, had already raised his forehead and lost his eyesight - kill if you want, what are you doing with all the nonsense.

Sure enough, just like history, a funny scene happened.

Taran Zhu once again underestimated Garrosh's anti-strike ability, which was strengthened by the evil spirit. He dodged by standing up and rolling forward. Zhu Taran used too much force and actually kicked the bridge of the pontoon and got his foot stuck.

Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Garrosh rushed to his [Gorehowl], picked up the Gorehowl with one hand, and threw out the broken chain of the pontoon with the other hand. From there, he threw a rope similar to that of a Western cowboy. With a circle movement, he directly used the iron chain to strangle Zhu Talan's neck.

"They are not worthy of joining my orthodox tribe——"

With such a sudden tug, Zhu Talan, who had nowhere to escape, was suddenly pulled over like a kite.

"Poof!" Garrosh missed again.

He finally confirmed that [Blood Roar] was indeed resisting him. Originally it was supposed to split the hateful Pandaren in half in the air, but the direction of the ax blade of [Blood Roar] changed on its own, turning into a flat, blunt top of the ax that hit Zhu Taran's abdomen. Only a small section of the ax blade broke open his belly.

The common potbelly of the pandaren saved him. The wound was quite deep and bleeding. In fact, it was a flesh wound, not a fatal injury.

"Ugh!" Zhu Talan vomited blood on the spot.

Over there, Duke, who was watching the game, simply lost his sight. Zhu Taran is actually quite capable of fighting, but he has a very bad luck. He was beaten until he vomited blood almost every time he appeared.

As a result, people in the world called him the "Master of Vomiting Blood".

Even so, he still escaped the fate of being killed directly.