"Understood, we will consider this matter carefully. Let's break up for now. I will discuss it with Chief Ya'er." Chief Prey drove out all the leaders of the safari tribe, including his son Sco
Special leader.
After the people dispersed, Chief Prey said helplessly: "Although our tribe has a strong body, we are really lacking in wisdom. Fortunately, there is Chief Yal, otherwise it would be difficult to find someone to discuss with."
"So, Chief Prey has already made a decision?" Chief Yal asked.
"Hasn't Chief Yal already made his choice?" Chief Pre asked.
The two looked at each other and smiled, seeming to understand each other's choice. When talking to smart people, some things don't need to be said.
When Chief Prey asked the question about the King's Trial, he had already expressed his position in disguise.
What Chief Yar revealed in his words could be hidden from other leaders, but it could not escape Chief Prey's eyes.
"The most difficult thing now is how to convince those guys who are not bright-minded. The reason for our choice is an act of cowardice for them. The King's Trial is a good choice, but it takes too long.
Especially whale hunting and the spear of the ancestors take a long time, and our people simply cannot afford to wait." Chief Ya'er frowned.
In terms of resistance, the sea hunting tribe is only stronger than the safari tribe.
The middle and low-level leaders on his side are also more brave than brave, but not smart enough.
Great principles are far less useful to them than fists.
"Don't forget that the other party is possessed by an ancestral spirit." Chief Prey said with a profound expression, "No matter whether the reincarnation of his ancestral spirit is true or not, it must be true from now on.
Just use the above. Some things can be reversed in order, such as whale hunting and the spear of the ancestors. After this difficulty is overcome, we can slowly make up for it. We must agree on this matter."
"We can't just worry about this matter. Why don't we discuss it with our ancestors?" Chief Ya'er suggested.
"That's exactly what it should be." Chief Prey said with a smile.
The two chiefs walked out of the camp side by side and went straight to the envoy leader of the Yong Ye Army.
When they entered Sean's tent, the cauldron on the campfire was bubbling, and a rich aroma wafted through the entire tent.
"It seems that we came at the right time, and we have another good time to enjoy." Chief Ya'er was not polite, he took a set of tableware and sat down in front of the cauldron.
"This was originally prepared for you." Sean replied with a smile.
"Is Master Zuling so confident in his territory?" Chief Prey's title has changed.
"I don't have confidence in my territory, but in the sense of responsibility of the two chiefs." Sean said seriously, "I can assure you that you will not regret the decision you made today."
"Convincing us is just the beginning." Chief Yar put the pork in his bowl and threw the corresponding problem to Sean.
"As long as the two chiefs agree, I will take care of the rest." Sean said confidently, "If it doesn't work, I will defeat them one by one with my fists. They can't lose the glory."
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"Before that, fight me first and let me see the true power of the ancestor spirits. Otherwise, even if I bow my head because of my tribe, I will not be truly convinced." Chief Ya'er raised his head and said with an extremely serious expression.
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"It's okay to have a fight. I just want to see the strength of Kentana's number one warrior, but whether you can see the true strength of the ancestral spirit depends on whether you are so capable." Sean said without any humility.
For these rough-tempered people, humility is far less useful than arrogance.
As expected, Chief Yar did not feel insulted at all, and said with high fighting spirit: "Okay, let me see if Master Zuling is really so powerful. If you can defeat me in a fair and just battle of glory,
, I am willing to be driven by adults in this life until death."
"Okay, we've made an agreement." Sean nodded in agreement without hesitation.
He has long been mentally prepared for this. No matter how smoothly the political means are used, he will never escape the fate of a fight in the end.
This is the custom of the Kentana barbarians, and it is the only way to conquer them.
"What are you waiting for? Let's go!" Chief Ya'er was also impatient. He threw away the bowl and chopsticks and jumped up impatiently.
"Why are you in a hurry? Even if you want to fight, you have to wait until you have finished your meal before fighting. At the same time, you can also promote it. How come you are one of the best warriors among Kentana people, how come there are not even a few people watching the battle?" Sean is obviously
With the intention of making this matter bigger, you will be able to kill two birds with one stone.
Those who watched the battle thought they were not as good as Chief Yal, so they would naturally not challenge him again, which would save him a lot of trouble.
He can't really fight them one by one. Even if he has the energy, he doesn't have the time.
When the time comes, he can just pick a few more representative figures and let them fight on his behalf.
"That's right." Chief Ya'er saw through Sean's thoughts, but didn't point it out. In his opinion, they were all the same.
Kentana barbarians are all straightforward. If they lose, they lose. There is nothing to hide.
While they were eating and drinking, the thing was already in motion.
The news that Sean launched a glorious battle against Chief Yal, who was known as the first warrior of the Kentana barbarians, quickly spread throughout the safari tribe.
The crowd began to flock to the open space in the camp, wanting to witness this unprecedented showdown with their own eyes.
People with dull minds are just here to join in the fun.
Sean, the reincarnation of the ancestral spirit, and Chief Yal, the first warrior of the Kentana barbarians, have recently become more famous in the safari tribe.
Those who think faster can vaguely guess the true meaning behind this glorious battle.
The battle of glory among the Kentana barbarians is actually, to put it bluntly, a one-on-one duel with bare hands.
Not only are weapons not allowed to be used, but even armor is not allowed to be worn, in order to pursue fairness and justice.
Their bodies are the most fair and impartial, so it is normal to use this method of duel.
In addition, some simple rituals are also mixed in, mainly praying to the ancestral spirits to receive blessings and protection.
This thing, because Sean was involved in it, obviously tasted a bit weird.
Because he came under the guise of the reincarnation of the ancestral spirit from the beginning, can he still pray to himself?
Fortunately, this ceremony is not complicated, it is relatively painstaking, and it ends quickly.
Sean and Chief Yal appeared with their upper bodies naked in front of everyone.
"He is the reincarnation of the legendary ancestral spirit? It doesn't look like it at all? How could the reincarnation of the ancestral spirit be so short?"
"Who says otherwise? According to legend, the ancestor spirits are real giants. Even if they are reincarnated, their heights cannot be much different."
"With such a small physique, do you dare to challenge Chief Ya'er? I'm afraid you won't be able to take a punch and will be beaten into a pulp."
"Size doesn't represent everything. Don't underestimate them because of their size. I heard that at the welcome banquet, their leader named Tagore once fought with leader Scott. As a result, he took advantage of his short body and agility to defeat him.
After defeating Chief Scott, I estimate that he will also use this advantage to entangle Chief Yal."
"This is his only advantage and he will definitely make full use of it."
The mountain Kentana barbarians outside the field were talking a lot and generally did not think highly of Sean.
Including those Yongye soldiers who knew something about Sean's strength, they couldn't help but feel a little worried. The height difference between the two created a strong visual impact.
Sean's height of 1.95 meters is already considered outstanding among Andis people. His whole body has muscles that he has trained since childhood, and his leather muscles are absolutely amazing.
But in front of Chief Yael's 2.88 meter half-giant, it was obviously a little underwhelming. His arms were no longer thicker than Sean's thighs, but about the same as his waist. Even without exerting any force, the muscles on them were taller.
The high bulge makes people wonder if he grew up taking steroids.
When the two officially confronted each other, there was another uproar outside the stadium, and there were waves of exclamations.
Chief Yar's performance was not unexpected. He took long strides and rushed towards Sean with a rumble, and launched a powerful downward punch.
It looks fast and ruthless, but anyone with rich combat experience can see that he has 30% of his strength left in his hand, and the other hand is held tightly, so that he can change his moves at a moment's notice.
Once Sean took advantage of his agility and moved to the side of his body, it was time for his other big hand to show its power.
Obviously, Chief Yal also believed that Sean would play a game of fighting with Marshal Tagore like he did with Chief Scott.
The best tactic to deal with this kind of fighting is to defend and counterattack without arrogance or impatience. No matter how much damage the enemy inflicts on you, you only need to seize the opportunity and give him a hard blow to end the battle.
Chief Ya'er's calculations were not bad, but Sean's reaction was not to dodge or dodge. He rushed towards him and used a standard upper punch, which was exactly what he aimed at Chief Ya'er's fist.
This is because he wants to have a fist fight with Chief Yar and directly compete with Chief Yar's best strength.
"Okay!" Chief Ya'er was surprised and a little angry.
Strength is what I am best at, is it possible that the other party still wants to defeat me in this?
Since you are so wishful thinking, let me show you the true power of the Kentana people.
Not to mention that Chief Yal has no time to change his moves now, even if he can change his moves, he will not change his moves. This is the pride of the Kentana barbarians.
At this time, I naturally channeled the little energy I had left.
boom!
Two fists, one big and one small, collided firmly together. The force was so great that even outside the court, the sound of the bones hitting each other could be heard.
The bodies of the two men shook involuntarily, and they involuntarily stepped back under the strong impact.
Sean took three steps back before regaining his balance.
Chief Yal took five steps back, two more than Sean.
"How is it possible? How is it possible? How can an Andis man be stronger than a Kentana man?"
"There must be a mistake somewhere, there must be a mistake somewhere, otherwise it wouldn't be like this."
"Could it be that Chief Yal was careless and didn't use his full strength just now?"
"That must be the case, otherwise how could Chief Yar lose to an Andis man in terms of strength."
The Kentana barbarians all looked in disbelief. They were all looking for reasons and excuses for Chief Yar. Even if they were beaten to death, they would not believe it. Chief Yar lost in strength to a halfling who could not even reach his own chest.
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"Lord, you are mighty!"
"Lord Ancestor Spirit will win!"
The Eternal Night soldiers cheered excitedly. They knew that their lord was powerful, but they did not know that he could rival the most majestic warriors among the Kentana barbarians without using his ultimate combat skills.
After all, when I was sparring in the past, I was doing actual combat training, using weapons, techniques, and combat techniques in many aspects, and rarely directly showing one aspect of strength.
If your own lord has an advantage in the opponent's best strength, how can the opponent still have hope of winning?
Their slogans clearly had a military flavor, they were uniform and powerful, and although their numbers were far less than those of the Kentana barbarians, their voices were suppressed.
Chief Yal also looked like he had seen a ghost. He knew very well that he was not able to maintain his strength just now. Although he did not exert his maximum strength due to temporary changes of moves, it was still 80% to 90% effective.
Don't forget that because of your body shape, your downward punch is much easier to maximize your power than your opponent's upward punch.
He actually still suffered a loss.
Is the other party really more powerful than you?
Or is it using some unknown secret technique?
"Come again!" Chief Yal shouted wildly, and once again took long strides and rushed towards Sean. His posture remained unchanged, and he was still preparing to punch, but this time the power was 100%, without any reservation.
"Okay!" Sean obviously understood the intention of Chief Ya'er, and also had the idea of defeating the opponent from the place where he was best. He responded and rushed forward again. It was also a clean upper punch without any tricks.
meaning.
Because he has thoroughly understood the temperament of these Kentana barbarians. If he changes his tactics now, even if he inflicts heavy damage on Chief Yar and takes the opportunity to defeat them, he will leave a cunning image to them. Not only will he not be able to completely convince them,
It is very likely to have the opposite effect.
Only by breaking through the places they are proud of will they truly recognize themselves.
Bang!
Another powerful head-on collision.
Sean took five steps back.
Chief Yar also moves five steps.
It's pretty evenly matched.
"Come again." Chief Yar was obviously dissatisfied with the result. He deliberately stepped back seven or eight steps to further increase the distance between the two parties, so as to increase his speed and further increase his momentum.
"Okay." Sean faced the challenge not to be outdone.
Bang!
Both sides took six steps back, and the disparity was still not big.
"Come again!"
"good!"
Bang!
"Come again!"
"good!"
Chief Yal was completely aroused and refused to admit defeat. He proposed a fist fight over and over again, completely forgetting that they were engaging in a glorious battle.
Sean seemed to have forgotten this, and nodded in agreement without hesitation every time.
This time, I landed eight punches in a row.
For the last time, the two of them took seven steps back each, and then they released all their strength.
After so many punches, everyone could see that Chief Yal not only did not give in, but also tried his best.
Under such strong hedging, they thought they could not get any benefits.
This means that this young Andis man, whose waist is not as thick as the arms of Chief Yal, has strength that is not inferior to the opponent, no, should be more terrifying than the opponent.
After a series of confrontations, everyone finally discovered that there was something different about Sean.
Every time Sean charged towards Chief Yal, there would be a strange light looming on his body, especially at the moment of punching and counterattacking, his entire arm would emit the faint light visible to the naked eye.
That glimmer of light made his right arm grow twice thicker out of thin air.
That layer of shimmer seemed to have a protective effect. When he and Chief Yal were fist-fighting, the fists of the two men did not interact with each other in any meaningful way.
This can be seen from the fists of the two men.
After eight punches in a row, cracks had already appeared on the bones where Chief Yal had punched each other, and blood was dripping on the surface.
But Sean's fist was still as smooth as jade, with not even a layer of skin broken.