Noxus Glory

Chapter 66 The Hunt Begins: The Power of the Giant Fist

The cold wind was biting, and the snowflakes began to fall more slowly.

After the hillside was cleared, many huge boulders were piled up, and bonfires burned around it to ward off the biting cold.

Each Noxian scout stood motionless, their blades gleaming coldly in the flickering flames.

Shield Guard Hag stood at the forefront.

As a minotaur, he is enormous, and with the steel shield erected in front of him, he can block most ranged attacks.

Behind them stood Sharuba, Eric, DeWitt, Korda, and others, silently awaiting orders.

"Blood Warrior!"

Oakes looked down at the Winter's Claw warriors gathered at the foot of the hill and spoke in a low voice.

Clad in tough leather armor, wearing a felt hat, and wielding various bone-bladed weapons.

They are the old hands of the Winter's Claw, the most seasoned warriors and hunters in Freljord.

"The Spirit Fox Wanderer!"

When Oakes saw the young clan warrior at the front of the Winter's Claws team, he immediately recognized him, since they had just fought not long ago.

However, when he saw another figure wearing a dark blue robe, his expression suddenly became serious.

"Frostfang Shaman!"

The middle-aged man in sight had a dignified expression, was painted with blue marks, and wore a dark blue robe.

Upon hearing Oakes' voice, Huo Jixing immediately looked over.

Ahead of the Winter's Claws' party, they encountered Frostfang Shaman Hikaru, along with four Frostfang Giant Wolves lurking beside him, making a total of five Frostfang Giant Wolves including the one Hikaru was riding.

These natural predators of Freljord, at this moment, were like obedient little children, surrounding the Frostfang Shaman.

"As expected, this is something no beast spirit apprentice can compare to," Huo Jixing thought to himself.

A well-trained Frostfang Shaman controlled five Frostfang Giant Wolves, each significantly larger and stronger than the others.

Perhaps sensing Huo Jixing's gaze, he followed the line of sight and a cryptic smile appeared on his face.

"Iceborn?"

Aux's gaze passed over the Frostfang Shaman and landed on the tall man riding the Juvask Boar in the very center, his eyes filled with doubt.

The other person was not wearing a heavy fur coat, and had bare arms covered with indigo tattoos.

Furthermore, judging from the positions of the pursuers' group, the Fox Wanderer and Frostfang Shaman were led by a tall man.

In the Winter's Claw tribe, this represents the Iceborn warrior, the leader of the team, and the most powerful.

"Be careful, that guy's not simple!"

Huo Jixing nodded slightly. Under the observation of [Vermilion Bird - Crimson Eyes], the tall man riding the Juvask Boar was the most imposing in terms of cloud formation.

As the tall man leaped off the back of the Juvask Boar, the ranks of the Winter's Claw pursuers began to shift.

"It's about to begin!" Huo Jixing whispered.

He then gripped the blue broadsword in his hand tightly, and the runic weapon shone with brilliant light.

Earlier, Huo Jixing had asked the sword-wielding boy, Heini, about the effects of the runic weapon, and the answer he received was...

Sharp, sturdy, and severely wounded.

Sharpness and durability are inherent to runic weapons, while grievous wounds are a special runic effect.

Three very simple attributes, yet perfectly suited to war.

Huo Jixing reached out and ran his hand over the blade, noticing the shimmering blue runes on it. Suddenly, a familiar phrase came to mind.

"Let's witness true courage!"

Below the hillside, the sparse snow could not conceal the predatory gazes fixed upon those who sought to devour them.

At the forefront of the Winter's Claws' ranks, the towering figure of Georgie Giantfist stood like a pillar of white jade reaching for the sky.

He gently moved his body and began to slowly walk towards the hillside.

Behind him were the assembled blood warriors and a pack of frostfang giant wolves, shaking their heads and baring their teeth.

"Ice flows in our blood!"

Frostfang Shaman Hikkaru pointed at the Noxian scout at the top of the hill and roared.

"Destroy them!"

boom!

A fiery atmosphere erupted in the air above the mountain road, accompanied by deafening roars.

Amidst the swirling snowflakes, the Blood Warriors, their faces contorted with rage, charged down the hillside, singing their tribal war song. They followed in the footsteps of Georgi the Giantfist.

However, the terrain on the hillside is too treacherous; the higher you go, the steeper the slope and the narrower the terrain becomes.

Upon reaching the top, only Georgie and four Blood Warriors remained, along with Frostfang Giant Wolves clinging to the cliff face.

Top of the hillside.

The rumbling footsteps trembled the hillside, and snowflakes fell as if out of control.

Noxian veteran Sharuba, the second-in-command of the scout squad, took command of the team. He watched the Blood Warriors charging forward, and at the forefront, Georgi Giantfist.

"Hagger!"

Upon seeing the enemy approaching, Sharuba immediately roared.

He stared at the bare-chested Georgie Giantfist at the front, hoping that Shield Guard Hag, with his minotaur talents, could withstand the first wave of Winter's Claws' attack.

But in the next instant, a look of horror appeared on Sharuba's face.

Not only Sharuba, but also Eric and everyone behind Hag witnessed the suffocatingly terrifying scene before them.

boom!

One punch!

Just one punch!

The sturdy shield held by the minotaur Hag shattered instantly, and his specially crafted steel armor was also riddled with cracks.

Then his massive body rose into the air and crashed heavily onto the snow, barely alive.

Amidst the swirling snow and shattered shields, Georgie's towering figure appeared in everyone's sight, like a mountain pressing down on them, making it hard for them to breathe.

The extraordinary power of the Iceborn!

An overwhelming and terrifying advantage!

All of Sharuba's meticulous arrangements were easily pierced like paper by Georgie's giant fist.

Looking at the array that instantly descended into chaos.

Huo Jixing's expression changed drastically. He immediately stepped forward, his runic weapon instantly covered in Nanli Fire, and fiercely slashed at Georgi, who was preparing to continue his attack.

Stab it!

Hearing the piercing wind, Georgie turned his head and looked at Huo Jixing, his cold eyes revealing a fierce fighting spirit.

Step forward, throw a punch.

The enormous fist, clad in icy gauntlets, left frost marks in the air as it precisely struck the runic weapon swung down by Huo Jixing.

Clang!

A dull thud resounded.

The blade and the gauntlet were locked in a stalemate for only a short while.

Huo Jixing felt as if he had been hit by a truck; the terrifying impact propelled him backward.

Even as his footsteps continued to crush the snow, it wasn't until he was seven or eight meters away that the terrifying force of the giant fist dissipated.

He looked at Georgie in front of him with an unusually solemn expression, and his arms, which were gripping the runic weapon, trembled involuntarily.

"This guy's strength is definitely over 5 points!"

After awakening [Willow Constellation], his physical abilities were comprehensively enhanced once again, which is why he was able to defeat the Spirit Fox Wanderer.

But when faced with Georgie, he was completely overwhelmed.

No wonder the Minotaur Hag couldn't withstand a single punch from his opponent.

"kill!"

Huo Jixing's expression was resolute. He gripped his sword with both hands, transformed into a fiery shadow, and charged forward once more.

The blazing fire of the Southern Fire raged, engulfing his entire body, and the runic weapon in his hand also shone brightly.

On this battlefield, only he could stop Georgie's advance.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The dancing blades, like fire spirits, surrounded Georgie.

Since his power was being suppressed, Huo Jixing used his agility and skill to find a fatal weakness.

But he clearly underestimated the Iceborn before him.

He was able to obtain the title of "Giant Fist," which was bestowed upon him by his mother, Sejuani.

Georgie's skill level is quite high.

He protected his vital points with the Zhenbing Gauntlets, preventing Huo Jixing's attacks from taking effect for a long time.

His casual punch forced Huo Jixing to stop his attack and defend himself.

The crimson flames surged ever more fiercely, yet they could not melt the rock-solid Zhenbing Gauntlets.

Clang!

Under the heavy blow, Huo Jixing immediately retreated, rolling on the ground to dodge and dissipate the terrifying power transmitted from the runic weapon.

As he stood up, he noticed that four giant frost-fanged wolves were now circling and watching him, seemingly out of nowhere.

They opened their huge mouths, saliva dripping onto the snow, and roared frequently, as if they were about to pounce and tear at vital spots at any moment.

"Get out of my way!"

Huo Jixing roared, and the Southern Fire on his body blazed up, like a raging inferno that burned and distorted the air.

【Vermilion Bird - Chaotic Dance】!

With a flick of his wrist, like a blur, he propelled the runic weapon, leaving behind a trail of dense crimson blade light in the air.

Visibly, Huo Jixing's face was sunken and his muscles were contracting, but the surging Southern Fire within his body had reached its peak.

This moment!

The crimson-gold Southern Fire transformed the top of the hillside into a sea of ​​flames, boiling and scorching.

Under the sweeping, almost terrifying wave of fire, the fierce offensive from the Claws of Winter came to an abrupt halt.

The Blood Warriors abandoned seven or eight charred remains of their companions and fled, while the Frostfang Giant Wolf also abandoned a dismembered wolf carcass and fled in disarray.

They huddled in the distance, their blue eyes fixed on Huo Jixing, howling with hatred.

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