Xiong Han, the leader of the Xiongbao tribe, was carried back by the tribesmen together with Lang Houtian, the leader of the Dalang tribe.
When they were first brought back, their bodies were charred black, their hair was burned into curls, and their clothes were covered in black ash, but they still held their respective weapons and couldn't break them apart.
They looked like two gods of war returning from digging out the ashes.
Wu Wang rushed up to greet him with a group of priests and old generals, shouting: "Father..."
"Hahaha! Dad, what's wrong with you? You're roasted! Hahaha!"
Suddenly, a strong young man wearing a snow-white cloak jumped out and stood next to the leader of the Dalang tribe with his arms folded, raising his head and laughing.
"You always say I'm stupid, but you're really stupid! You can't hit such a big guy on the back. Just hit it on the head!"
Before he finished speaking, the two charred figures on the wooden frame shuddered a few times, each sat up, and let out two low roars.
The black ash on their bodies fell off, revealing the intact bronze skin inside. The surging blood energy was restrained into their bodies as soon as it surged out, like two thousand-year-old ferocious beasts that had transformed into human forms.
Lang Houtian, the leader of the Dalang tribe, glared at the burly young man and cursed:
"Why are you shouting? You're not afraid of being laughed at! Your father was beaten and you have some respect?"
"That's right," the young man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and broad forehead thought about it, turned around and was about to rush out of the crowd, "I'll go find a place for dad! Hack that beast to death!"
"But come back!"
Lang Houtian grabbed the young man's neck and threw him directly towards more than a dozen strong men wrapped in white cloaks.
"Keep an eye on him and don't let him cause trouble!
I have been shouting and shouting all day long to do things without thinking. I have been wise for half my life, but why am I stuck!"
Wu Wan: There is a high probability of having a biological child.
He walked forward quickly, walked up to the strong man who was looking at the old chief priest's mourning hall, and shouted:
"Father."
"Yes," Xiong Han responded in a low voice, his eyes falling on the mourning hall and unable to take them back for a moment.
Look at this leader...
The strong muscles are like the roots of an old tree, and the burly body is like a ferocious bear raised by human power;
His loose hair is quite thick, he has a square face, thick eyebrows and starry eyes, his thick lips are still covered with a little ash, and his Adam's apple is trembling slightly on his neck that is too strong and short.
"Your grandma, what did you say in the end?"
Wu Wan turned around and shouted: "Su Qing!"
Lin Suqing stood up bravely and whispered: "The senior priest said that the young master is great. The sky is too narrow for him to fly. It is good that there are no gods in the human world."
Xiong Han stood there without moving for a long time.
On the side, Lang Houtian, who was about the same size as Xiong Han, came over, patted Xiong Han on the shoulder, and said comfortingly: "Auntie is still smiling after she left. I have no regrets even after being over six hundred years old."
Xiong Han took a breath, raised his hand to hug Wu Wan in front of him, and strangled him hard.
"Don't be afraid, dad is here.
Dad has already heard what they said. It was you who stood up to protect everyone's escape. You are only thirteen years old and have to face this... Ba'er, if you are afraid, just cry.
Dad promises you that he will definitely avenge the dead clan members!"
Lang Houtian praised: "This child is really brave. You can cry, it won't be embarrassing."
The group of priests and old people around him were also looking at Wu Wan with loving eyes at this moment, waiting for the young master to put down his previous "strongness" and burst into tears here.
Wu Wan:......
There's no way he could even squeak a few times, so why bother?
Lin Suqing whispered from the side: "Young Master is actually not very scared."
The two clan leaders turned their heads and looked over at the same time. The fierce aura filled the air and frightened Lin Suqing to take a few steps back.
Master, such a strong physical master!
Langhoutian clicked his tongue in surprise: "Xiong Han, is this your daughter-in-law? Not bad, she dared to break the tradition and snatched her back in the human realm?"
"Who are you?" Xiong Han asked in confusion.
"she is!"
Wu Wan took the opportunity to free himself from his father's arm, exhaled a long breath, and gestured to Lin Suqing to step forward.
"Dad, this is a monk from the Human Realm that I accidentally rescued. I hired her to be my tutor at home and teach me some poems, songs and music from the Human Realm, as well as playing, playing and singing."
Lin Suqing cupped her hands and bowed as a monk in the personal realm, and responded gracefully:
"I've met the bear leader!"
It’s much less stressful than facing Master Cang Xue.
Xiong Han withdrew his gaze from Lin Suqing and said:
"Remember to eat more meat. Since you are my son's teacher, why are you so hungry and thin?
This has spread to the human domain, and the human domain people think that we, the Beiye people, don’t have enough to eat and don’t have warm clothes, and we are in great disgrace.”
Lin Suqing could only apologize in embarrassment.
"A teacher from the human realm?"
Langhoutian on the side was amazed, turned around and shouted: "I'll invite a few of them later to teach my son!"
The dozen or so strong men who followed agreed in unison, while the young man who was thrown over just now felt a little disgusted.
"What are you comparing to? Can you compare?"
Xiong Han snorted, raised his head and said, "My son is now a Great Star Sacrifice, and can face the blessed beast directly."
Lang Houtian shook the animal skin robe on his body: "My son just cut down the thousand-year-old moose yesterday. Did you see this robe? It was just made yesterday. The thousand-year-old animal skin is also fireproof."
Xiong Han said: "My son made a light crossbow when he was five years old. The tribe can preserve their strength when hunting."
Lang Houtian hummed: "My son cut down the Meng Ji beast herd when he was five years old, killing seven in and seven out by himself."
"When my son was seven years old, he built a granary to store food, so that the tribe would have no worries."
"Xiong Hanhan! You have to compete with me, don't you?"
"You insist on comparing yourself to me. Are you still unconvinced that Cang Xue will marry me?"
With a bang, the two leaders' heads hit each other, each making a fierce look and talking quickly about his son's glorious deeds.
It's like there are two cows floating behind, and the cow's belly is getting bigger and bigger.
Wu Wan looked at the other person involved a little helplessly, only to find that the latter was holding his head high and seemed to be... very useful.
The opponent's performance was pure Kitano's style.
Lin Suqing couldn't help but raise her hands to her forehead at this moment, and suddenly felt that her young master was a breath of fresh air in Beiye.
Seeing that the two bosses only had some burnt hair and were not injured, Wu Wan finally felt relieved and began to think about the words he would use later.
How to convince your biological father to listen to you?
Sure enough, we still need to use the technique of ‘dream entrustment’ appropriately…
Suddenly heard:
"My son Xiong Ba will be able to go to heaven and earth in the future and dare to drink with the Star God!"
"My son Xingtian will definitely be able to defeat Zhongshan and cut down the Emperor of Heaven in Zhongshan!"
Wu Wan suddenly felt helpless to complain.
Zhongshan, Zhongye, the central area of the wild world, is said to stretch for countless thousands of miles, with countless famous mountains and rivers, and many tyrannical races.
The Emperor of Heaven is the ruler of Zhongshan and the most famous innate god in the wilderness. According to legend, he is named Emperor Kuang. He controls everything in Zhongshan and is recognized as the strongest innate god.
This bragging is too much. It is difficult for the Beiye clan to go to sea. The young master of the Dalang clan will go to chop... chop...
Wait a minute, punishment!
Wu Wan almost blurted out: "Which Xingtian?"
"I!"
The young master of the Dalang tribe stood up on the side, arms folded, head raised forward, broad eyebrows flying, nose bridge high, his already burly figure exuding a strong masculine aura.
He pinched his waist and laughed twice for no reason:
"I am Xing Tian! Hahaha! Are you my brother Xiong Ba? If you hang out with me from now on, I will protect you!"
…
Xingtian?
Although Wu Wan didn't know much about myths and legends in his previous life, he had heard of this name more than once.
Xingtian dances with relatives, and the strong will is always there.
But it seems that Xingtian is a fierce man competing with the Yellow Emperor. In today's human realm, the two generations of human emperors praised by the world are called the "Huohuang Suiren clan" and the "Emperor Fuxi clan". The current human emperor is the "Shennong clan"
.
Because Shennong is still alive, there is no "emperor" prefix in front of it.
According to the news circulating in the human realm, the Shennong clan has not been seen for more than 800 years. Maybe the next time he appears, a new human emperor will succeed to the throne.
Shen Nong was the Yan Emperor, so the one who succeeded him as the Human Emperor would be the Yellow Emperor?
Although Wu Wan is not sure what the connection is between the world of the wilderness and the myths and stories spread in his hometown;
But from the information he has collected, it can be proved that the two are definitely connected.
If we extrapolate from this perspective, Xingtian is the young master of the largest clan in Beiye, and he will compete with the future Emperor of the Human Realm in the future...
Hiss, the two major forces of the human race, the north and the south, are meeting in Zhongshan?
Could it be that the mythical era that I am currently living in is the replacement of Yan and Huang and the rise of the human realm?
Could it be that we can witness the battle between Huang Di and Chi You later?
He had been around for twelve or thirteen years, but why didn't he ask about the names of the young masters of other clans?
Is this Xingtian really the fierce man who competed with Huangdi and was shot in the head by Huangdi but still survived, with his navel as his mouth and his breasts as his eyes?
"Hehe~"
A head slowly poked out from the side, filling Wu Wan's sight. The owner of the head kept raising his eyebrows.
"How do you think about it, brother Xiong Ba? I'm two years older than you, so I'm very suitable to be your eldest brother, right? Let's see if I can stretch my neck so long. Is it awesome?"
Wu Wan's forehead was covered with black lines, and he almost slapped him down.
think too much.
The Xing Tian in the myth is so powerful, how could he be this idiot?
It's early morning now.
Xiong Han and Lang Houtian were sitting at the main table drinking, and their two young masters were arranged to the side, drinking at the same table to enhance their relationship.
The patriarch of the Quanrong tribe and ten masters had just arrived. They looked like human beings and had the heads of dogs, and were good at using long knives and thin blades. They were also arranged to sit in the guest seats, drinking with the human masters from the Xiong Han and Dalang tribes.
The other four clans are still on the way, and they will all start fighting at noon.
Naturally, Lin Suqing had no part in such a big scene. At this time, she was still keeping vigil for Wu Wan and burning paper for her grandmother.
There was also a low table behind Wu Wan and Xing Tian, and a young girl with a strong body and two upward braids was sitting there. Although she had built up a muscular body at a young age, her face was still quite delicate.
This is Lang Xingtian's sister, the second heir of the Dalang tribe, Lang Guduo.
"Hey, second brother."
Xing Tian put a hand on Wu Wang's shoulder and said with deep emotion: "We are the only human clan in Beiye. If we are not brothers, who should be?"
Although we are far away, if something happens to you, will we be the first to come over?"
Wu Wang nodded solemnly and said loudly: "Our families have been helping each other since ancient times, and we will continue to support each other in the future. May I ask my brother what his ambition is?"
Seeing this scene, the two masters immediately showed expressions of relief.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Xing Tian patted Wu Wan on the back and burst into laughter. Wu Wan felt his blood boiling and almost wanted to vomit blood.
This hand strength is really terrible.
"That's right! Hahahaha!
From now on, you will be my second brother and I will be your eldest brother. If you are bullied, come to me!
If you want to talk about ambitions, have you heard the story of Kuafu Zhuri?"
"Ahem, ahem, of course I've heard of it."
"Kuafu was a fierce man in Beiye. He went to Zhongshan and competed with the sun. Although he was killed by the Emperor's son in the end, a legend was left behind, and their clan was renamed Kuafu clan.
"
There was a light in Xing Tian's eyes that Wu Wan couldn't understand.
He said: "In the future, my eldest brother will also do something earth-shattering. Let us, the Dalang Clan, change my name to my name!"
Wu Wan suddenly understood something in his heart...
[Brother, you did it, but your head is gone.]
"Come, let me toast my brother!"
"Fuck! Brother, I will chop off that Zhu Huai later to vent my anger on my second brother!"
Wu Wang touched the big bowl with Xing Tian, casually found a topic that didn't require too much thinking, and started chatting with the elder brother.
"Young Master Diplomacy".
After three rounds of drinking, Wu Wan was called over by General Xiong San and started busy before the battle.
Wu Wan needs to command the giant wolf cavalry to assemble some gadgets, and divide the priests who will be thrown into battle into different teams according to their expertise in praying for stars.
Start a group, form a team!
Although Wu Huan also wanted to wave his hand and the giant beast disappear into thin air, lift up his pants, bah, belch and say it was nothing more than that;
But wanting to get rid of a behemoth of this level without paying a heavy price is the limit they can strive for.
While he was busy, Wu Wang also attracted the attention of experts from other clans.
See him constantly giving orders to a group of priests and arranging formations;
Watch him light up the ancient runes on the iron frames;
I also saw him arranging sacrifices to pray and recite incantations at wooden arrows as thick as one person...
"Clan leader, will the priests of the Bear Hug Clan also take action against the blessed beasts?"
"Why is this different from what our family's priests believe in?"
"Don't ask too much about other people's family affairs," the leader of the Inu Rong tribe glared at his generals and cursed, "We still have such handsome heads and such silky and cold-resistant hair. Do their human tribe have them?"
The masters of the Inu Rong tribe immediately felt a lot more balanced and showed the smile of the Kitano Shiba Inu.
At noon, drums rumble above the grassland.
The horns kept sounding, and four more waves of reinforcements arrived one after another; nearly a hundred masters from the Seven Strong Clans of Beiye gathered together, half of them men and women, each as strong as a mountain.
This group of people sat together, and the surging blood almost overturned the tent.
Outside the tent, Wu Wang thrust a sheepskin into his father's hand. Xiong Han took a closer look...
"What is this? Our clan is facing such a challenge today. Thank you all Kitano heroes for coming to help us. What are you doing? Just go in and tell us!"
"Dad, I am the young master, and you are the leader."
"Aren't you also the leader from now on? Isn't it a matter of time?"
Xiong Han glared at Wu Wan, and without waiting for Wu Wan to retort, he directly opened the tent door and stepped in:
"Today's battle will be led by my son!"
A group of experts frowned and looked at Wu Wan, who was obviously still a bit immature, with a little hesitation.
Xiong Han said again: "The giant crossbow that I promised you is ready. I'll give it to you as soon as you finish it!"
"yeah--"
There was a loud noise inside the tent.
"Get it Done".
Wu Wan took a deep breath, his eyes no longer hesitated, his expression was firm, and he stepped into the tent.
"Everyone, let's first understand the body structure of this giant beast, find the weak points that the giant beast can attack, and the key areas that may cause a one-hit kill."
…
So, an hour later.
The sound of drums was deafening, and the sound of horns was connected into a piece.
Countless giant wolves rode back and forth on the grassland, but the trembling of the earth became quiet.
A strong man carried a crossbow several feet long, as close as possible to the back of the giant beast, and entered the designated fire support area.
A famous priest sat on the back of a flying bat, sitting on a wooden chair raised by four people, and entered the predetermined location in groups.
Nearly a hundred masters from the seven major clans in Beiye accepted the blessing of the sacrifice, lit up their weapons, and inspired their own blood.
The blood energy like wolf smoke soared into the sky, almost turning the sky red!
Wu Wan put on his young master's helmet, spread out his ice wings on his back, and floated directly above the giant beast with a group of sacrifices.
Raising his hand, his voice echoed within a hundred miles:
"Condensing ice, gathering wind!"
The priests all formed seals and chanted incantations. A stream of extremely cold breath gathered under their feet, and a majestic iceberg took shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Everyone knows that this giant beast cannot be defeated easily, and the first wave of offensive must cause as much damage to it as possible.
What Wu Wan didn't notice was that during one of the few highlight moments in his thirteen years of life, a girl looked up and imprinted his somewhat frail figure in her heart.
"Second brother, you are so majestic. What's so good about praying for stars?"
Lang Xingtian, who couldn't join the battle, picked up a lemon fruit, a specialty of the human domain, and took a bite of it, completely unaware of the light in his girl's big eyes.