Chapter Eleven: The Way of Fighting the Barbarians
"Strength means justice. I also like this kind of clan rule!"
When Lu Chen showed a smile, all the barbarian youths observing Lu Chen felt a little chilly in their bodies.
But then, those barbarian youths who were upright or stubborn, still stared at Lu Chen fiercely.
And in this atmosphere, the clan leader, Wu Zhu, and several captains of the patrol team were already standing on the high platform in the center of the square.
The barbarians are frugal and don't have so many bells and whistles. When the clan leader came up, he announced the start of the battle without even saying a few words.
"Little cubs, do you want to eat meat, do you want weapons, do you want to win the love of a girl? Fight, the winner will have everything."
Just like that, the battle of barbarian teenagers began.
Of course, although it is simple, this selection will naturally not be without any rules.
"Those who are ready to participate in this battle, all come forward and draw lots for a two-on-one battle."
"The top ten are qualified to challenge the elites of the clan."
First there was the qualification battle, and finally there was the ranking battle, and Lu Chen, because of his soup intake, was also included in the ranks of the elite.
Soon, the battle unfolded below, and Lu Chen also observed it carefully.
However, just a moment later, Lu Chen felt his eyes ache.
Those who participated in the battle were all young barbarians. Their strength was not high and their moves were crude.
Moreover, weapons were not allowed in this battle, so all the young barbarians were constantly beating each other with their fists.
The two people were fighting each other, nothing happened yet, but at this time, there were at least ten battlefields, and twenty strong men in simple clothes were fighting freely below. Lu Chen was extremely speechless when he saw this scene.
Of course, although the scene was eye-catching, Lu Chen also saw that the barbarian in front of him lacked advanced martial arts, so what he was fighting for was his physical strength and strength.
At the same time, for the barbarians, evasion does not exist, just rush forward.
Fists clash with fists, bodies collide with bodies, almost all barbarians fight like this.
And the final result of such a battle was no surprise. The ten strongest barbarian youths were selected.
They are more resistant to beatings and have greater strength.
Before the selection began, Lu Chen originally thought that there would be young people who were proficient in combat skills and could counterattack with their weak bodies, but he thought too much.
"Sure enough, without advanced martial arts, the strongest one is the one with the strongest physique."
However, the situation of the victorious barbarian youths was not very good. Every youth had a bruised nose and face, and many of them had blood stains on their bodies.
"That is to say, the barbarians are physically strong. If the humans in the original world did not use any protection and carried out such a battle, they would have laid down an entire hospital long ago."
"It's just that if they fight like this again, they will suffer extremely."
Lu Chen thought about such a question, and the village's Wu Zhu and the clan leader also thought about it.
The solution soon appeared.
Lu Chen and others were asked to wait. Soon, a group of girls ran over from a distance.
Those barbarian girls all held a bowl in their hands. From a distance, Lu Chen saw that the contents in those bowls were decoctions that he was familiar with.
"Do you want to use decoction to replenish your body's consumption? It is quite useful. Moreover, these young people can stand out from the battle just now. Giving them decoction is not a waste."
While Lu Chen was thinking about it, those barbarian youths had already drank the soup completely.
Then, after recovering, they turned their attention to the elite group who had just rested.
Soon, the fighting started again.
"You have won the battle. Now, go and challenge. As long as you win, you can replace them and get the soup provided by Master Wu Zhu. Starting from the tenth place, challenge them one by one."
"Dashu, come out, who do you challenge?"
"Report to the clan leader, I challenge Chen."
"It is indeed me. It seems that I am really being treated as a weakling!"
With this in mind, Lu Chen stood up before the clan leader called, came to the field, and moved his body.
Opposite him, a young man named Dashu had a smile on his face.
"Very good. After defeating you, I can take your place and drink the soup. I will definitely win this battle."
Looking at the excited tree opposite, Lu Chen couldn't help but feel speechless.
"Hey, let me tell you, have you forgotten the person behind you? Even if you defeat me, you still have to face challenges from others!"
Such words made Dashu stunned. Obviously, with his simple and rough personality, he didn't expect so much.
At this time, the patriarch's voice also sounded.
"The game begins."
The clan leader's voice finally made the barbarian boy named Dashu wake up.
He said roughly:
"No matter how many there are, I will defeat whoever comes. I will decide the quota for the elite group."
"Bull rush!"
Lowering his body slightly, the barbarian boy named Dashu, like a bull, charged towards Lu Chen with all his strength.
"Dashu, come on!"
"superior!"
Some barbarians were shouting loudly, while others were watching quietly with expectant eyes.
Naturally, the ones looking forward to it are the clan leader and Wu Zhu. In this increasingly difficult time, they hope that someone with awakened bloodline will appear in the clan, which means that the clan can continue.
"As long as he can defeat the big tree, Ah Chen is worthy of training."
Although people who have awakened their bloodline can almost grow into the realm of barbarian bones, Wu Zhu believes that Lu Chen has just awakened and has not yet reached his potential.
Therefore, although Wu Zhu and the clan leader had high expectations, their expectations were very low. As long as Lu Chen defeated Dashu, they would be satisfied.
"Indeed, Ah Chen has just awakened and should not be a match for Xiao Shi, Jian and others, but as long as he defeats Dashu, it will be enough to show his talent..."
The patriarch was still turning around to say something to Wu Zhu, but what happened next was completely beyond their expectations.
"How is that possible!"
"No, it can't be!"
"How could that Ah Chen have such strength?"
"So strong!"
…
Shouts of surprise rang out from the crowd around the square, and the clan leader and Wu Zhu also stood up in shock.
I don’t blame them for being like this, I can only say that what happened on the field was really subversive.
Although Dashu is not yet an adult, most of the barbarians in this world are physically strong. Even before he is an adult, he has reached 1.8 meters.
The tall tree is 1.8 meters tall and quite majestic. It is quite intimidating when charging.
Facing his charge, Lu Chen concentrated his energy.
Without dodging, Lu Chen directly punched the big tree that was charging like a bull.
However, after the punch was thrown, what happened next made Lu Chen feel a little helpless.
With the blessing of the Barbarian King's bloodline, Lu Chen punched out, causing the air to vibrate.
Amidst the fluctuations that shook the atmosphere, Lu Chen punched directly into the fists stretched out by the big tree.
Such confrontations happened from time to time in the previous battle, and the barbarians around them didn't think it was wrong. They were even ready to cheer.
The barbarian named Dashu also grinned.
"No dodge, great, I won."
Looking at Lu Chen's somewhat thin body, and then looking at his own strong body, Dashu thought he had won.
But what happened next was beyond his imagination.