Isaiah looked deeply at Mu Fan, and after seeing the seriousness in the young man's eyes, he pressed his palm firmly on Mu Fan's shoulder.
"This grassland is so big that I will never be able to step out in my life."
"It is precisely because I have stayed here for so long that I know this grassland so well. If I agree to you today, I will be harming our distinguished guest."
"The beast tide is not as weak as imagined, and the Red Stone Tribe is much stronger than imagined..."
A kind smile appeared on his face, which looked a little pale because of the large amount of blood loss.
"Uncle Isaiah, sit down quickly." Nuo Nuo was a little anxious, but was stopped by the other party with a wave of his hand.
"Your destination belongs beyond the stars above your head. Listen to my advice from someone who has been here before. If you can leave, then take Miss Nuonuo with you."
"If you can't leave, you can move with the White Armor tribe, or find a safe area before the battle comes."
"Be sure to avoid the impact of the beast tide!!"
After finishing speaking, Isaiah also looked at Mu Fan seriously, but what he got was a gentle shake of his head from Mu Fan.
"Retreating in the face of difficulties is not what a brave man does."
This sentence finally stopped Isaiah's persuasion, and once again looked at Mu Fan with a critical eye.
If it weren't for the scars on his face, Mu Fan's words would have the aura of a newborn calf not afraid of tigers.
But if you add those scars, Mu Fan's words will have a natural and mature atmosphere.
What he believes in can never be changed until he achieves his goal.
This sentence has a double meaning. As the leader of the clan, Isaiah is not a reckless man who can only use his fists, so he is not angry about this sentence.
Moreover, Isaiah lowered his eyes under Mu Fan's gaze.
"I am……"
But the moment he opened his mouth, the curtain of the big tent was suddenly lifted!
"Retreat in the face of difficulties? The Baijia tribe are all warriors who are not afraid of death."
"Do you think that if you kill a giant rock-armored rhinoceros wearing that weird armor, you will be invincible on this vast grassland?"
Angry voices spread from the outside to the inside, and a tall and burly figure stepped directly into the tent with a strong wind. The starry eyes under the sword-shaped eyebrows stared at Mu Fan.
They tend to start a fight if they disagree.
"Alva! What are you doing! When did I let you in?"
Anger flashed across Isaiah's face and he shouted at Alva.
Alva looked at Mu Fan with some hostility. He looked at Isaiah unconvinced and stroked his chest slightly, and then made a courtesy to Nuo Nuo.
"In this nighttime grassland, which tribe doesn't know the bravery of our Baijia tribe! He, an outsider, has just come to the limelight, so what right does he have to talk nonsense here?"
Alva is half a head taller than Mu Fan. At this moment, his momentum is really strong, like an enraged tiger.
"Moreover, you are making sarcastic remarks here. You are not allowed to touch the Star tent. This is the rule of the grassland. You are the source of all this. What right do you have to comment on our Baijia tribe now!?"
"How strong do you think you are? Without that armor, you can't even beat me!"
Alva's wrath has been reached.
Nuo Nuo was also stunned, looking at the masculine young man with a look of sadness and disbelief in his eyes, "Brother Alva..."
"That's enough! Alva, is this what you said!"
A loud shout finally exploded in the big tent.
Isaiah's body was trembling with anger, and he pointed his hand outward, "Get out."
However, Alva remained unmoved and looked at me with a hostile and provocative look, "You can also wear that armor and fight me, and then you will understand how ridiculous you are!"
"I'm waiting for you outside. If I haven't breathed for ten seconds, please leave by yourself. The Baijia Clan only welcomes guests with good intentions!"
After finishing speaking, Alva turned around and walked out.
He glanced at Mu Fan's face with contempt in his eyes and snorted coldly.
From the beginning to the end, Mu Fan looked at the other party calmly, with no reply or excuse.
Until Alva's figure was about to step out of the tent, Mu Fan's steady and calm voice suddenly sounded:
"If you want to fight, I'll accompany you."
"I lost, and I apologize to you and the whole clan."
"If I win..."
Mu Fan unbuttoned his clothes little by little, gradually revealing his angular and unusually well-proportioned muscles.
"Hahahaha! Okay, if you win, you can do whatever you say!"
Alva laughed loudly, opened the curtain of the big tent and looked back, his heavy breath carrying a faintly crazy excitement.
"Then you learn to speak well."
Mu Fan pulled off his coat, revealing his strong body covered with scars.
The clothes were gently handed over to Nuo Nuo's hands.
Mu Fan calmly raised his eyes and looked forward.
"I, wait, you." After saying these three words, Alva stepped out of the tent.
"Sir, don't go, why is it suddenly like this... Brother Alva is not like this usually... I'll explain it." Nuo Nuo said sadly, and after saying that, he was about to leave.
But Mu Fan gently pressed his shoulder.
"……grown ups?"
"I know."
ah?
Nuo Nuo's eyes widened instantly.
"But this is a battle between men."
"My Nuo Nuo will always be unique."
"This time, it's for you."
Nuo Nuo stood there blankly, looking at Mu Fan's back, feeling at a loss for a moment.
"for me?"
A thin murmur lingered.
"That's fine. It would be best if that brat Alva can untie his knot after this fight. Let them go, haha, this is a real man."
"Mufan really cares about you."
"It's just that if you don't wear that armor, I'm afraid it's really hard to say."
"Brother Mu also has a hot temper, I really didn't notice it..."
Isaiah touched his chin, thought for a moment, then threw these thoughts away, and walked out muttering.
Hearing this, Nuo Nuo didn't understand why, her face instantly turned red, and she stamped her feet anxiously and ran out in a hurry.
We were obviously discussing the issue of tribal migration, why did it suddenly become like this?
And Brother Alva, Ming she has always refused.
How could Mu Fan go out and fight with others so easily?
Huh...it's still the same style that doesn't give people any buffer at all.
Big bear!!
Nuo Nuo's heart was filled with worry.
After all, Alva's power has been fully demonstrated in the last process of resisting the beast tide.
The warriors of the White Armor Tribe are all people with incredible power.
Once Mu Fan was involved, all Nuo Nuo's calmness and composure were thrown away.
Amidst the shouts and shouts outside, Nuo Nuo rushed to the edge of the tent and suddenly held up the curtain.
…
The busy Baijia people put down what they were doing at this moment, and spontaneously spread out in a huge circle, leaving a ring-shaped area.
At this time, torches were lit and set up all around.
The number of people who don't know what's going on is getting bigger and bigger.
"What's wrong? Alva wants to fight with someone here?"
When Alva took off his animal skin coat, the cheers in the tribe reached their peak.
Excitement shone on everyone's faces.
This is a torch showdown.
It is almost a must-play for the Baijia Tribe at celebrations.
It's rare to see it in normal times.
So there is no reason why they should not be excited.
The young generation of war god Alva and the new powerful guest, this is a once-in-a-lifetime showdown!
Alva took the one-handed ax and shield from his companion behind him, looked at the longing eyes of the crowd around him, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar.
"call!"
"Hoo! Hoo!"
There were shouts of agreement all around.
Lance, who had just completed the handover, stared at the two people on the court in stunned silence, stammering a little, "Mu, why did Brother Mu start a fight with Alva?"
However, his companions did not bother to respond to him. At this time, everyone's eyes fell on the center of the field.
At this moment, Alva clashed his ax and shield heavily.
Boom!
It was clearly a weapon that looked like bones, but it made the sound of gold and iron.
It looks like gold but not gold, and looks like bone but not bone.
The heavy but not dull voice immediately silenced the surrounding voices.
Amidst the crackling sound of the torch burning, Alva stared at Mu Fan who was walking across from him, raised his chin and spoke proudly: "Pick up your weapon and fight me like a man!"
"Let me see if your strength... can match your words! I've wanted to fight you from the beginning." Alva's lips curled up in a mocking smile, his voice unceremonious, "Put on your armor!
"
"That's exactly what I meant."
A gentle voice came from Mu Fan's mouth, and Mu Fan's dark side illuminated by fire came out. The scars on his body and his muscular upper body immediately gave the tribesmen a sense of identity.
Scars are the medals of merit for a warrior.
So they are looking forward to the next battle even more.
Mu Fan slowly pulled out the short dark gold stick from his waist.
Naked to the waist, holding a dull-looking short stick, Mu Fan's breath calmed down little by little, until everyone was suddenly surprised to discover that if they didn't look carefully, they might even think there was a statue standing there...
"But...since we choose to fight between men, wearing armor would be unavoidable..."
"I'm bullying you so much!"
There was a loud bang.
A circle of dust waves instantly stirred up where Mu Fan stood.
In an instant, three deep footprints spread across a distance of twenty meters.
After the scene of Mu Fan twisting and flying into the air and smashing with a stick with one hand was frozen for a moment...
Then it crashed down!
Alva suddenly raised his shield.
The curved light sickle blade that had not yet been activated instantly hit the shield that had just risen due to Mu Fan's astonishing power.
boom!
Around the two toned figures, rubble instantly collapsed.
Alva's feet standing on the ground were motionless, but they sank ten centimeters.
"Is this all you have? If so, what will you use to fight the tide of beasts?"
Alva's arm suddenly swelled and swept outward.
But Mu Fan, who was keeping one arm pressed down, felt a terrifying force surge out from under the stick.
With a loud bang, Mu Fan's right hand and his entire body were instantly pushed away!
As he stepped backwards, Mu Fan could clearly see that there was only a shallow mark on the shield...