To be honest, it has been less than a day since Yrel officially became a fighter. No matter how talented he is, no matter how effective the high-intensity practice is, it is impossible to learn everything-at least she has not mastered the skills of using throwing objects.

However, the size of the Dreadhoof is really huge, and the knowledge that Ye Ting entered into her mind includes the skill of using throwing objects, so it is not difficult to hit the opponent without being caught off guard.

I saw the one-handed hammer whirling like a throwing axe and flew in the direction of the mutant Tabu, and then hit its **** heavily.

"Woohoo—"

Dreadhoof is not only much larger than ordinary Tarbuk sheep, but also has a thicker skin and thicker skin. For ordinary Tarbuk sheep, attacks that can cause serious injuries are less likely to cause much damage to it, but anyone It won't be easy to be suddenly here.

Turning around awkwardly, Dreadhoof's blood-red eyes focused on Yrel, the source of the damage.

In this battle, she was the first person who dared to provoke the fear hoof.

The militant Tarbuk was instantly enraged. It no longer had the mind to play hunting games with other draenei. Now all its attention is focused on Yrel, and it will never kill her. give up.

And this is what Yrel wants to see.

By attracting the hatred of Dreadhoof, others can survive.

"Fear hoof let me deal with it, all of you stay away—"

Shouting to the others, Yrel focused all his attention on Dreadhoof, while staring at its movements, slowly backing away.

The angry Dreadhoof also stared at Xiao Sao hoof fiercely, lowered his head against it, and aimed at her with a pair of scythe-like horns.

Just when Yrel was about to retreat to the corner, Dreadhoof's charge began.

Like a heavy off-road vehicle, it drove toward Yrel with terrible power.

And Yrel was squatting halfway, ready to dodge at any time.

Considering Dreadhoof's charging skills, Yrel understands that dodge also requires skill.

Dodge too early is not enough, that will allow Dreadhoof to have enough distance to change direction, or directly slow down and give up the charge-that kind of result is not in line with her strategy.

Too late is too dangerous for the average person, but Yrel firmly believes that he has enough reaction speed.

Binoculars narrowed slightly, and there was a plan between Yrel's electric light and flint.

Seeing that the terrifying beast was about to rush to her, Yrel slammed to the side, and a standard tactical roll flashed several meters away.

"Boom—"

The rushing Dreadhoof couldn't stop the car at all, and directly slammed into the wall of the arena behind Yrel. The terrible impact and the hard double horns directly knocked out a huge pit on the stone brick wall. The cobweb-like crack spread to a few meters away, and the gravel fell to the ground.

Such destructive power is worthy of fear hoof.

However, the effects of force are always mutual.

While causing huge damage to the wall, Dreadhoof himself was knocked to the ground, and almost fell to his knees on the spot, and did not relax for a long time.

All this is in Yrel's expectation.

After rolling and evading, Xiao Sao Hoozi immediately got up for the first time, and then turned his head to attack Dread Hood. She raised the warhammer in her hand high, and slammed it at the bend of Dreadhoof's leg.

"Boom—"

The hard warhammer collided violently with the thick leg bones, making a dull sound, and the fear hoof retreated an instant bend.

"Wooh—"

The beast that had been in a coma was stimulated by the pain, and instantly woke up and let out a wailing.

Yrel was alert in her heart that she did not dare to love the battle, but quickly retreated after a blow, opened the distance between the fear hoof, and did not dare to get too close to it.

As a heterogeneous species in the Tarboo, the defensive power of the Dreadhoof is still strong enough, and its thick skin is even comparable to the clefthoof on the Nagrand steppe. You should know that the thick skin of clefthoof cows can only leave a white mark even with the bite of a raptor. Orcs can only use traps or drag down their physical strength when hunting clefthoof cows.

Yrel did not expect to defeat a beast like Dreadhoof in one go...

It seemed that it was stimulated by the pain in the leg, and the charge of Dreadhoof this time was much faster than the previous one, and it was also much more fierce, completely ignored.

However, such an attack was even more flawed in Yrel's eyes.

A beast is a beast.

With a contemptuous sip, Xiao Sao's hoof was still the same as last time, and before he was about to be hit by a dangerous roll, he avoided the dangerous blow. Let Dreadhoof hit the air, and finally made close contact with the wall.

This time, Dreadhoof rushed harder, and it was naturally more dizzy than last time after hitting it.

Yrel took this opportunity to attack it again with a warhammer—and still hit the same spot.

In the face of the exaggerated defense hoof, sharp weapons are difficult to cause damage, but blunt weapons can produce miraculous effects.

After being repeatedly hit in the same place by a heavy warhammer, this mutant Tabu was almost broken.

This time Yrel was still going with one blow, waiting for the next charge.

The rhythm of the battle was gradually dragged into the rhythm of physical competition.

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

It was another failed bull charge. This was already the fifth time that Dreadhoof failed and hit the wall.

As a beast, it has completely lost its sanity under Yrel's harassment, and will only disregard the chaos and collisions, and every time it faces its collision, Yrel will be as keen and precise as a Spanish bullfighter. Evasion, and then take the opportunity to kill it.

However, even evasion requires physical exertion.

This time, even the audience has already seen that Yrel's physical strength is starting to be weakened. If it weren't for her superb skills, she was almost trampled underfoot by the fear hoof just now.

The warhammer slammed Dreadhoof, and before the beast could react, Yrel quickly opened the distance as usual.

But after a few rounds, she was already sweating profusely, panting, and the warhammer in her hand seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

She felt that she would have no power to dodge after at most one more round.

On the opposite side of her, the fear hoof, who had repeatedly bumped into the wall, had red eyes, and his anger was almost gushing out.

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Yrel saw that the angry panic hoof nostrils spit out white gas, and then roared and launched another charge.

"Haha, that blue monster is finally dead, hit her to death!"

"Let us see blood and minced meat, Dreadhoof!"