The Dharma God of All Realms Begins with Harry Potter

After figuring everything out, Yrel began to take the initiative.

After watching Dreadhoof complete a charge and gradually slowing down, Yrel did not prepare for his next attack. Instead, he took the initiative to run in the direction of Dreadhoof, and then picked up a fallen Draeneliu from the ground. He lowered his war hammer and threw it towards Dreadhoof.

To be honest, it has been less than a day since Yrel officially became a warrior. No matter how talented she is and how effective her intense practice is, she cannot learn everything - at least she has not mastered the skills of using throwing objects.

However, Terrorhoof's size was too huge, and the knowledge that Ye Ting input into her mind included the skills of using throwing objects, so it was not difficult at all to hit the opponent by surprise.

I saw the one-handed hammer whining and spinning like a flying ax, flying in the direction of the mutated Tabu sheep, and then hitting it hard on the butt.

"Woohoo——"

Compared with ordinary Tabu sheep, Terrorhoof is not only much larger, but also has rougher skin and thicker flesh. Attacks that can cause serious injuries to ordinary Tabu sheep will not cause much damage to it, but no matter who It won't feel good to be hit by someone so suddenly.

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

In this fight, she was the first person who dared to actively challenge Dreadhoof.

The bellicose Tabu was instantly angered. It no longer had the intention to play hunting games with other draenei. Now all its attention was focused on Yrel, and it would never kill her unless it was killed. give up.

And this is what Yrel wants to see.

If you attract Dreadhoof's hatred, others can live.

"Let me deal with Dreadhoof, all of you stay out of the way.——"

After shouting at the others, Yrel focused all his attention on Dreadhoof, staring at its movements while slowly retreating.

The angry Scary Hooves also stared hard at Little Sassy Hooves, lowered his head towards it, and pointed a pair of sickle-like horns at her.

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

Like a heavy off-road vehicle, it rushed towards Yrel with terrifying power.

Yirel, on the other hand, was half-crouching, ready to dodge at any time.

Considering Terrorhoof's charging skills, Yrel understood that dodging also required skills.

It would not work to dodge too early, as that would give Terrorhoof enough distance to change direction, or simply slow down and give up the charge - such a result would not be in line with her strategy.

It would be too dangerous for ordinary people if it was too late, but Yrel firmly believed that he had enough reaction speed.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Yrel made a plan in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that this terrifying beast was about to rush towards her, Yrel suddenly jumped to one side, and dodged a few meters away with a standard tactical roll.

"boom——"

The approaching Terrorhoof could not be stopped at all, and directly hit the wall of Yrel's physical arena. The terrible impact and hard horns directly created a huge crater in the stone brick wall. Spider-like cracks spread to several meters away, and rubble fell to the ground.

Such destructive power is truly terrifying.

However, the effects of force are always mutual.

While causing huge damage to the wall, Terrorhoof himself was also knocked to pieces. He almost fell to his knees on the spot and could not recover for a long time.

All this was as expected by Yrel.

After rolling to dodge, Little Saoho immediately stood up and then turned around to attack Terrorhoof. She raised the warhammer in her hand high and struck hard at the crook of Terrorhoof's leg.

"Bang——"

The hard warhammer collided violently with the thick leg bones, making a dull sound. Terrorhoof's retreat instantly bent.

"Whoosh——"

The originally unconscious beast was stimulated by the pain, woke up instantly, and let out a wail.

Yirel was alert in her heart. She did not dare to fight. Instead, she quickly retreated after the attack, widening the distance between herself and the Dreadhoof, and did not dare to get too close to it.

As a different species among the Tabu sheep, the Terrorhoof's defense is still strong enough, and its rough skin and thick flesh can even be compared to the clefthoof cattle on the Nagrand grasslands. You must know that the thick skin of the clefthoof can only leave a white mark even if it is bitten by a raptor. When the orcs hunt the clefthoof, they can only use traps or wear down their physical strength.

Yrel had no hope of defeating a beast like Dreadhoof in one go.

Seemingly stimulated by the pain in his legs, Terrorhoof's charge this time was much faster and more ferocious than the last time, completely indifferent.

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

The beast is the beast.

He spat disdainfully, and the little coquettish hooves were still the same as last time. Before he was about to be hit, he rolled and rolled to avoid the dangerous blow. Let Terrorhoof hit the air, and finally came into close contact with the wall.

This time Terrorhoof charged harder, and after the collision he was naturally more dizzy than last time.

Yrel took this opportunity to attack him again with his war hammer - and still hit the same spot.

Facing the terrifying hoof with exaggerated defense, it is difficult for sharp weapons to cause damage, but blunt weapons can produce miraculous effects.

The mutant Tabu sheep was hit repeatedly in the same area with a heavy war hammer, almost breaking its bones.

This time, Yrel still walked away with one strike, waiting for the next charge.

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

"boom——"

"boom——"

"boom——"

Another failed bull charge. This was the fifth time Dreadhoof failed to charge and hit the wall.

As a beast, it has completely lost its mind under Yrel's harassment, and will only rush around without hesitation. And every time it collides, Yrel will act as sharply and accurately as a Spanish matador. Dodge and then take the opportunity to cause damage to it.

However, even dodging requires stamina.

This time, even the audience could see that Yrel's physical strength was starting to run low. If it weren't for her superb skills, she would have been almost trampled by the hoof just now.

The warhammer hit Dreadhoof hard, and before the beast could react, Yrel quickly distanced himself as usual.

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

She felt that if she could survive another round at most, she would no longer be able to dodge.

Opposite her, Terrorhoof, who had hit the wall many times, had red eyes and was about to burst out with anger. _Feilu reminds you: three things about reading - collection, recommendation,