After blocking the row of thorns, Xiaobai screamed with strength, from bottom to top, and slammed outward, causing the row of thorns to collapse.
After the row of thorns collapsed, Xiaobai held the one-handed ax and spun in a circle, forcing the tribesmen surrounding him to retreat and looked at the leader.
The two of them looked at each other in the wind and snow, loving each other... emmmmm...
As early as when he planned to come to Scandinavia, Xiaobai was well prepared. The other world was relatively primitive. Good people did not live long, but evil people lived well. Most of the tribes were xenophobic, not to mention Scandinavia.
Such a tribe.
It is certain that they will show off their power. They will not trust an outsider at will, especially if they just put themselves into the tribe, which is even more impossible.
Xiaobai has visited many tribes in the past two years, but without exception, they are all very unfriendly and it is very difficult to enter the tribe.
When he entered the Scandilu tribe, Xiaobai was already prepared, but as he expected, the leader had no good intentions.
There is such a tradition in Scandinavia that the strong survive and the weak die. Scandinavia does not allow the weak to survive.
The leader didn't expect Xiao Bai's reaction speed to be so fast. His sudden blow had no effect. Instead, the people around him were forced back by Xiao Bai with his axe.
After the Scandinavian tribesmen were forced to retreat, they generously gave way and formed a circle, surrounding Xiaobai and the leader in the center. The intention was to let the two of them fight in this violent snowstorm.
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The leader looked at Xiaobai again. It was not easy to block his own blow easily.
Xiaobai was also looking at the leader. The Scandinavian people were not too tall. According to the height of the surrounding tribesmen, the average height should be about 1.75 meters. They were not tall, but they were burly.
The clothes are all bulging.
"Ah!" the leader yelled, swung the thorns, held the top of his head and hit Xiaobai's head.
Xiao Bai did not give in, and raised his one-handed ax to block the row of thorns. The handle of the ax happened to fall between the two fish bones. The leader's strength was very strong, and he pressed the row of thorns all the way down, stopping in front of Xiao Bai's eyes.
The sharp fish bones almost pierced into Xiaobai's eyes.
Xiao Bai didn't panic at all. The survival life in the past two years was no joke. It could be said that he fought almost every day and died countless times. His mental quality was frighteningly good.
Even if the fish bone is very close to the eye, it still doesn't hurt, so there's nothing to be afraid of.
Xiaobai screamed with one arm and slowly raised the row of thorns upwards little by little.
The leader felt the power coming from the row of thorns and refused to admit defeat. He worked hard to suppress the row of thorns.
But what the leader didn't expect was that his strength was not as strong as Xiaobai's. Under Xiaobai's resistance, the row of thorns was still lifted up little by little, until it collapsed again.
The leader stood unsteadily and took two steps back. He also had rich combat experience. Even if he lost his balance, the row of thorns in his hand was sweeping forward, trying to stop Xiaobai's next attack.
Xiao Bai used his wrists to easily swing away the thorns that were swept away, and raised his foot to kick the leader's wrist. While the leader suffered pain, the thorns were also kicked away by Xiao Bai.
The opportunity must not be missed and will never come back. Xiaobai stepped forward, held the ax in his hand, and slashed at the leader with the sharp ax blade.
It’s over!
The leader screamed in his heart, with a look of horror on his face, his eyes widened, staring at the ax coming towards him.
"call!"
The ax stopped, only a few centimeters away from the leader's head. If it moved forward a little further, the leader's head would be split open.
Xiaobai stood in front of the leader in a lunge position, holding the one-handed ax firmly in his hand. The ax did not tremble at all, like a wood carving and clay sculpture, as steady as an old dog.
The surrounding Scandilu tribesmen watched calmly, without any sign of stepping forward to help. This is related to the rules of Scandilu. If you fail in a duel, even if you are killed, you are not allowed to seek revenge.
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Xiaobai was able to defeat their leader in a single fight and had already gained the respect of the tribesmen. Even if he killed the leader now, the Scandinavian tribesmen would not attack Xiaobai.
It was precisely because he knew that Scandinavia had such customs that Xiaobai dared to fight the leader unscrupulously and won the battle.
In the face of death, no one can help but be nervous. The leader's face turned pale and he did not dare to move. Xiaobai slowly raised the ax, turned his hand twice, and held it at the root of one end of the axe. This was a sign of stopping. After all, holding
The position is too close to the axe. It is not easy to use force to chop someone in this position, so when you hold the axe at the base, it often means "I am not going to chop you anymore."
Xiaobai took two steps back holding the ax, stood back beside the wooden staff, inserted the one-handed ax back into his waist, picked up the wooden staff, and looked at the leader.
The leader looked at Xiao Bai with lingering fear. When he saw him put away his axe, he was a little surprised and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief. After regaining consciousness, he beat his chest twice with his hand and raised his fist high.
This kind of action means recognition, which is the same as giving a thumbs up.
The leader said nothing, turned around and walked forward, and the tribesmen from Scandina followed suit. When they passed by Xiaobai, they all patted Xiaobai on the shoulder twice, with kind smiles on their faces.
Respecting the strong and living at sea all year round makes the Scandinavian people respect the strong very much. Those who are strong and ruthless, the Scandinavian people are willing to accept them. After all, only by following the strong can we get a better life.
Xiaobai nodded towards the passing tribesmen and followed them with quick steps.
There were no accidents this time. The leader led the tribesmen into a large house. The house was built with stones. It looked crudely made, but it was windproof and rainproof.
The house is not small, with a space of four to five hundred square meters. There are no divisions. It is like a huge factory. There are burning bonfires on the ground. There are also people in the house, in groups of three and two, surrounding the fire.
Heating himself next to the pile, at first glance it felt like he had entered a refugee camp, and there was a mixed stench in the air.
Although the environment is not good, Xiaobai doesn't care. Being able to find a warm place to warm up by the fire in the ice and snow is a great happiness. You can't force it too much.
The leader led the tribesmen into the big house, and casually drove away a few tribesmen who were hiding by the fires. He occupied the three fires as if no one else was around, and motioned to Xiaobai to come over and warm himself up.
Xiao Bai was not pretentious, wrapped in a bearskin cloak, sat down by the leader's fire, and put his hands over to bake. The warmth of the flames dispelled the coldness on his body, and the snow on the cloak melted quickly and fell to the ground.
, because of the snow water, the bear skin looks particularly soft.
The Scandinavian tribesman sitting next to Xiaobai picked up a dark object and handed it to Xiaobai, and gestured towards his mouth. (To be continued)