The Romantic Life of a Goblin

However, Hogg did not let down his guard because of Alan's seemingly tolerant words. After all, in their world where the strong prey on the weak, there has never been a precedent of saving the lives of losers.

With the old hyena's command, the duel officially began.

In an instant, the entire tribe was plunged into a frenzy of atmosphere, with cheers and shouts resounding through the sky.

Hogg was the first to let out a deafening howl, trying to add some momentum to himself.

However, he did not launch a reckless attack. Instead, he held an axe in his hand and walked slowly and cautiously around Allen, staring at him with his fierce eyes, trying to test the strength of his opponent in this way.

At the same time, he would open his bloody mouth from time to time, revealing his sharp fangs, roaring ferociously, and his dirty saliva would flow down and drip onto the ground, forming disgusting stains.

Alan stood firmly in place, motionless like a sculpture, but the evil aura of the Sith overlord emanating from him spread rapidly like a plague, instantly covering the entire space.

The gnolls who were watching the excitement had an illusion that was much more terrifying than the giant beast they had just faced.

They looked at the seemingly short goblin in front of them with horror, and a chill rose in their hearts involuntarily.

Hogg couldn't help but feel a little frightened. He really couldn't figure out what was going on with this short guy.

When he carefully went around behind Alan and thought he had found a flaw, he raised the axe in his hand high without hesitation and chopped it down fiercely with a sharp sound of wind.

At that critical moment, Alan just took a small step to the left, his movements light and graceful, as if he was strolling in the garden.

It was just such a simple step, but it caused Hogg's sure-fire attack to fail.

Seeing that his first move missed, Hogg immediately changed his move, changing the downward chop of the axe to a horizontal sweep, chopping straight towards Allen's waist.

However, Allen was already aware of his every move.

Alan used the Force skillfully, allowing the mysterious power to flow through his body like water.

Following the rhythm of the flow of the Force, he once again easily avoided Hogg's extremely ferocious attack.

Although every time Alan dodges, it looks very thrilling, as if he will be hit if he is not careful, in fact everything is under his control.

The gnolls around who were unaware of the truth, seeing their leader so powerful and his attacks getting more and more powerful, thought that their leader had the absolute upper hand. They were so excited that their blood boiled and they shouted at the top of their lungs.

However, after just a few moves, Hogg knew clearly in his heart that he was no match for Alan!

Every attack of his was like hitting cotton. Not only did they all miss, but he couldn't even touch the corner of his opponent's clothes.

And the opponent didn't even fight back, it was already starting to panic.

Allen carefully observed the jackal named Hogg in front of him, and estimated it in his heart. He found that compared with the pig-headed captains and Portuga under his command, Hogg was obviously stronger. However, if compared with the adventurer captain he encountered last time, he was much inferior. After careful consideration, Allen judged that Hogg's strength should be around the Jade level.

Hogg was seen baring his teeth and claws, his moves were fierce and fierce, and each attack was as powerful as thunder, as if it could split mountains and rocks. But Allen didn't care at all, because these seemingly powerful attacks were no threat to him at all. In his eyes, to deal with such an opponent, just using the first lightsaber style - Xi Qiao was enough. After all, this style is the most basic of all lightsaber combat skills, and is also vividly called the "basic form" by people.

In a flash, Allen quickly raised the iron rod in his hand and launched a counterattack with the moves of a double-headed lightsaber. He flashed, and the iron rod accurately deflected Hogg's axe like a snake out of a hole. Then, he shook his wrist, and the iron rod swept left and right, each of which hit the jackal's limbs accurately.

As time went by, Allen swung the iron rod faster and faster, sweeping towards Hogg like a violent storm. The intensive and fierce attack overwhelmed Hogg, and he could only retreat step by step. Finally, under Allen's continuous attack, Hogg could no longer hold the iron axe in his hand, and was forcibly lifted into the air.

Having lost his weapon, Hogg instantly fell into an extremely passive situation, with no possibility of counterattack. At this moment, Allen seized the opportunity and swung a stick to hit Hogg's cheek fiercely. With a scream, Hogg's huge body was directly knocked to the ground by the huge force, and rolled away in a miserable state.

Alan walked forward with steady and powerful steps, and each step seemed to carry a great force. He came to the body of the gnoll leader, raised his foot without hesitation, and stepped heavily on its chest. With a muffled sound, the monster was suppressed and could not move at all.

Then, the iron rod in Alan's hand stabbed into its open mouth as fast as lightning.

His eyes were cold and firm, and he uttered a few words coldly: "Surrender, submit to me, or die."

At this time, Hogg was already filled with fear, his eyes were wide open and full of horror.

It had never thought that it would still be possible to survive after losing this battle. The instinct for survival instantly took over, and it quickly slapped the ground with its two huge paws, while a series of unclear, ah-ah-ah begging sounds came out of its bloody mouth.

Seeing the other person in such a miserable state, Alan nodded with satisfaction, then slowly pulled out the iron rod that was inserted in his mouth.

Hogg, who was freed, did not hesitate at all. He immediately stood up, rolled over and crawled, then fell to his knees with a plop, lowered his head, and said respectfully:

"You win! From now on, you are our leader. I am willing to surrender!"

At this moment, the group of gnolls gathered around were all dumbfounded, staring in amazement at what was happening before their eyes.

They could never have imagined that this seemingly short and thin goblin actually possessed such terrifying fighting power.

However, for the gnolls, the strong prevails and this is always their unchanging law of survival.

Even though the new leader was a goblin, this did not prevent them from feeling genuine awe and admiration for the powerful strength displayed by Alan.

So, they all raised their arms and shouted, venting their excitement and joy, and willingly followed this new leader with extraordinary strength.

Seeing this, Alan raised his hand slightly to signal Hogg to stand up, and then began to reorganize the werewolf tribe that he had just conquered.